My sister Jenny and her fella Michael have been over in the UK for a month, visiting from Melbourne. A couple of weeks ago they evinced a strong desire to go to Oxford to get some history in (remember that Oz has only officially 'born' a couple of hundred-odd years ago). So we piled into the car, navigated the mad ring road and landed splat in the middle of town.
First stop Christchurch College (historical and then some), followed by a lazy picnic in the park. Then I caught up with my friends Alex and Francesco and we all went and did the punt thing on the river. Bloody hell I'm glad no one made me get up there with the pole. My sense of balance is appalling at best. Frankie was amazing however, and even Alex, although not convinced of her technique, got us back to the mooring without much fuss (albeit after we'd turned madly in circles like derranged supermarket trollies a few times). It's definitely harder than it looks.
I didn't take that many shots that day - but wanted to share a few of my faves. Hope you like :-)
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