I got completely and utterly lost today whilst driving along, and ended up in Oxford. I wish I’d been able to stay longer, but could only get an hour in because the traffic fascists (sorry, wardens), were out in force.

Then I went to check out a model village I’ve been seeing the sign for all summer on my many trips up and down the M40, only to find that it’s shut for the winter.

Ah well, bugger it all, I’m back off up North next week.