Oxfordshire - 3 The Ashmolean, Alfreds pointy thing, some dynosaur poo and those trains
December 19th 2015 So to our first nights sleep in Oxford. Our feet were killing us. There is only so much walking you can do. We sat in Suzy with a warm glow which comes from wine and a meal and settled in for the night. Kathrein the satellite dish decided she was going to malfunction. Nothing new there then. Then there were the trains. In the day I love trains. I love watching them wondering where they are going a
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