Next time we come down here we must bring our Cobb BBQ thingy. There are so many good stopping places for a barbecue. Tonight we rest at the offside moorings at Kirtlington quarry.
Up the steps is the quarry itself
Bristling with wild flowers including loads of orchids.
We left Oxford this morning after spending last evening in the Victoria pub which is wonderful if you like pies. If you don't like pies then eat somewhere else, then go to the Victoria anyway and have a pint of Banks's Sunbeam. My goodness me, as Blowers would say, it is a cracker. The Victoria, just a couple of minutes stroll from Walton Well road bridge is a super pub with an interesting policy. Small menu but really good, and only two real ales, so you are always drinking fresh. The only risk in this pub is that you might be dived upon by an old RAF biplane as those watching the Wales v Belgium match were last night.
Now of course is a good time to remind myself that my Great Grandad was Welsh so I can bask in the reflected glory from my football team who I knew were great all along.
Should you turn the wrong way at Walton Well road bridge, in a couple of minutes walk, you'll end up in Port Meadow, so in spite of going wrong you'll end up somewhere nice. Oxford's a bit like that.
There is good humour too in Oxford. I hear that the Jericho Tavern has a collecting jar on the bar for the Donald Trump assassination fund. And tonight we are moored up next to a boat you might have seen in Thrupp which always has a blackboard showing a quote of the day. Today's quote is "Sense and Sensibility 48%, Pride and Prejudice 52%"
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