A Clerk of Oxford

This is a tough day for me, loyalties-wise. On this day in 870, Edmund, King of East Anglia, was killed after refusing to submit to the Dan...

This city is full of young people, with all that means. But Keith Douglas (Merton, 1938) said it better than me, in a poem that's a joy...

This is an easy one. Yesterday, from a bedroom window, I watched a pink-and-orange sunset warm the hulking mass of the Rad Cam until it wa...

Thomas Traherne (Brasenose College, 1657) writes of his time at Oxford in Centuries of Meditations thus : Having been at the University,...

I don't spend all my time going round taking pictures in Christ Church Meadow, except that yes, that is kind of what I do. This is Magda...

The autumn sunshine didn't last long, and November is currently reminding me of a different Hopkins poem, 'Inversnaid': What wou...

My last post was in February, and now it's October, and Oxford looks like this. Charles in 'Brideshead Revisited' says (in mela...