Rose Tinted Memories

John and I had a swift nostalgia tour round Oxford today. I've thought about it a fair bit lately as its twenty years almost since I went to college. Feels like yesterday. It's full of memories and thinking back I felt a bit sad about the passage of time. Thought about my wonderful brother Martin a lot today, how happy we both were when we were there, some of the bizarre scrapes we got into in pubs on Cowley Rd for example. He was always good about not being an in-your-face older brother, stealing my thunder etc, but actually having him there worked out well for both of us. He got on well with a lot of my friends. And of course I got on so well with one if his I married him.

This is Rose outside the gates of All Souls, potentially the hardest college to get into. You have to be invited to join. But who could resist that face?