A Day in Oxford

Wednesday 18 March

 

On Wednesday 19 we met Helen in Oxford, as a half-way house between Toddington and London.

 

 

After meeting her off the train, we explored an area of the town we seldom see, starting with the Museum of Oxford, located within the Oxford Town Hall in St Aldate’s.  Within a small space of only two or three rooms, the exhibition concentrates on the history of the town, its people and its industry.  A virtual cycle tour takes you to see the modern city.

 

◄ Teresa particularly enjoyed the selection  of hats both old and new and tried on this fetching number.  By a strange coincidence the tag in one of the hats bore our own name.

 

 

 

 

We then wandered in the direction of Merton and Oriel colleges, but wrongly as it turned out, for we were intending to visit the Modern Art Oxford museum, near Pembroke College.

 

 

Back on track, Roger and Helen in front of Pembroke College 

 

 

The current exhibition was of works by Hannah Rickards and Roelof Louw.  Another coincidence:  the conductor who had contributed sound effects for one of the former’s exhibits had been a contemporary of Helen’s at the Guildhall School.

 

The ‘musical’ contribution was an elaborately constructed orchestral version of an eight second clap of thunder, which sounded exactly like, well, thunder – at least it did to Roger who heard it while he was in the appropriate exhibition room.  To the others it was just a distant murmur, as it was played at random intervals, and, despite repeated trying, we were never again in the right place at the right time.

 

 

Modern Art Oxford

 

 

 

  The last exhibit we saw was a pile of oranges by Roelof Louw – yes, one was encouraged to take one of the oranges, thereby contributing to the work, which Roger duly did.

 

 

Before leaving we had lunch in the cafeteria, which was simple and good.

 

 

We completed the day by walking through Christchurch meadows, past the Botanical Gardens and out on to Magdalen Bridge, then briefly into St Clement’s, before returning to the city centre.  After a brief stop for coffee, it was back to the station for Helen to catch her train, following which Roger and Teresa returned to Toddington.