Oxford

I was up in Oxford over the weekend taking some people round for the firsttime. I told them before hand it was a boring place but they insisted wehad to go. Well we did a quick tour of one of the colleges on the way getting aneyeful of some young rugby players t0ssing a ball to each other all chappedlegs and quaffed hair and by then I was cold and bored so suggested goingto the pub Well on the table next to us were a couple of Fops all long hair trendysuits discussing Shakespeare. You could tell they were from rich stockslightly inbred features a mass of hair and a plum the size of a grapefruitin their mouths. You could imagine that their forefathers all attendedOxford and ended up in India working as editor for the Times out there I dont see these folk as pretentious thats what becomes of you if you areeducated at top public schools and go to one of the best Universities. Itsjust naturalto them I did try and speak to them however they had to dash as one of them had asudden inspiration to rush back to his dorm and type up a critisim onDantes Inferno We howevrer ended up being chatted too by a Pakistani chap who claimed 'itwas nuffink to get into Oxford' He claiemd to be studfying there but it wasa little suspect (especially since he had failed to cover up his Superdrugbadge) In summary I was rather envious of the 2 fops who could just lounge aroundall day taking it ever so earnestly that the role of Caliban in The Tempestwas a depiction of good and evil. They had their whole career ahead of themand no doubt it would be a floursishing one Still they havent got a nice new mini have they ?

Millie