Left London by train (cheap! 10 GBP each) and passed by Erno Goldfinger's Trellick Tower. I missed a tour of it during Open House but, really, a glimpse via a speeding train is probably plenty... and safer - that harsh degree of Brutalism could hurt.
Landed in Oxford noonish. B&B was OK - nothing over the top but functional with kind proprietors. Walked into the town via a walkway in the Thames, passing house barges and rowing boats. Lunch at a Lebanese place on the river. A walk through Oxford was not especially thrilling and we were pretty aimless. Walking seemed more directed so we headed to the Thames again. After an hour of Karen misdirecting the troops, Paula et al headed back to the B&B. I continued for a while further. We suppered at a place I had scoped out along my walk, The Punter. Excellent, sophisticated menu with heavenly desserts (Eton mess). Jenna and I had great sleeps and nice showers. Paula and Jayme had a lumpy bed and an uncomfortable shower. That was Oxford.
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