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This is Christ Church, perhaps Oxford's most prestigious college--or at least that's what 13 prime ministers would tell you. Nearby we had some fantastic deja-vu moments, having just seen The Golden Compass.
(Sorry, it was either that or whole hog.) Here's a butcher shop in a covered market we came across as we wandered Oxford the day after attending our first English wedding.
A friend of mine brought me along to a carol service at Holy Trinity Brompton. This is where I learned that Anglican Christmas carols have the same words as in America but are set to completely different music. Good fun nonetheless.
It's approaching the time of year when the sun setting while I'm at work is utterly depressing since I will have just finished my lunch.
I'm just being cheeky. Actually this was a really cool sky--so much so that it caused me to stop mid-commute and point my phone over my head to capture it, which generally makes passersby look at me like I'm an alien.