An Oxford Miscellany

A few random snaps which didn't quite fit into other categories.

The unfortunate side-effect of a broken lamp...

The final three were taken as the sun went down, and everyone was heading home after a hard day's shopping (or photography).

Other Oxford folks

A few more pictures of non-photographic folks (and pooches) from my day in Oxford.

Homo photographicus (Oxoniensis)

Oxford was crawling with tourists from every corner of the world, all of whom seemed to be snapping away.  I confess that I don't understand the current obsession with the ubiquitous selfie, but there were lots of people wandering around carrying dedicated "selfie sticks" with either iPhones or GoPros glued to the end.  Call me old fashioned, but I still prefer to lug around three tons of SLR plus assorted lenses...

City of Perspiring Dreams

Izzi drove across to Oxford on Monday to visit a friend, and I decided to tag along as navigator and co-pilot.  It was sunny but bitterly cold, resulting in beautiful strong light and clear blue skies.  Although I'm a "Cambridge Man", I had to admit that the Dreaming Spires looked particularly beautiful - especially the Bodleian Library, which was one of the few buildings not surrounded by tourists.

I was footsore and frozen by the end of the day, but it was worth it.