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The earliest hour

February 26th, 2010 (02:25 am)
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Oxford rains are volatile and unco-operative. One thinks one has their measure, and that they will be satisfied with being a light drizzle, or a steady, methodical downpour, but no; three-quarters of the way up Woodstock Road they will flirt with being a torrent, envious of their Yarnton and Begbroke cousins who are partying the night away, flooding roads so they can make unwary drivers their dance partners, spinning across the liquid pools in tarmac hollows.

The midnight chorus was in full voice, though; the debate of the birds was particularly passionate between Frenchay Road and Bainton Road. Despite my LiveJournal alias, I could not converse with them or understand their speech. That brief area of confinement and desolation, of King Edward's School and playing fields and boarded-up pubs and restaurants, was traversed without incident. As I approached the Wolvercote roundabout traffic increased its speed, though I avoided being drenched by puddle-surfing wheels; there was enough reason anyway to rue this being the first evening this week I'd not been wearing all-weather trousers. Bread and caffeine can at least be obtained at the all-night petrol station shop; and crossing the dual carriageway Woodstock Road opposite the car park is, at 12.55am, a safe activity when compared with the situation of seven hours earlier.

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Posted by: segh (segh)
Posted at: February 26th, 2010 07:23 am (UTC)

Thank you for the acute case of nostalgia . . .

Posted by: parrot_knight (parrot_knight)
Posted at: February 26th, 2010 10:59 am (UTC)

I hope it wasn't too painful!

Posted by: Alice Dryden (huskyteer)
Posted at: February 26th, 2010 11:13 am (UTC)
Orange Vespa Huskyteer

> there was enough reason anyway to rue this being the first evening this week I'd not been wearing all-weather trousers

Yup, me too!

Posted by: parrot_knight (parrot_knight)
Posted at: February 26th, 2010 07:59 pm (UTC)

I returned to my all-weather trousers today, but have they been rained on? No...

Posted by: ((Anonymous))
Posted at: March 4th, 2010 12:48 am (UTC)

I'm coming to this rather late, but it did make me reflect that I no longer have a 24 hr place within walking distance, and that driving to the nearest serious candidate involves using a road that runs alongside the SEA: something I can't yet get used to. And not just any sea: The Firth of Bloody Forth.. how I miss the good old Thames some days!

Posted by: parrot_knight (parrot_knight)
Posted at: March 4th, 2010 12:53 am (UTC)

My nearest 24-hour place is normally a car drive away too... it just happened to be en route when I stayed late in Oxford last week.

What's wrong with the Firth of Forth, though? I always like seeing it when the train from Newcastle turns the corner towards Edinburgh...

Posted by: ((Anonymous))
Posted at: March 5th, 2010 08:23 pm (UTC)

Nothing wrong, as such, with the Firth of Forth, but I can't help wishing it was e.g 15 minutes out of Euston.