Son's bad day

Son rings up occasionally and we saw him last week for a cup of coffee at the Head of the River, but today he rang to say that he was all right, but someone had tried to burn his college down. This article explains a bit.

Son home

Brought son home from uni. Got my car in the way of a photographer, which is normal in Oxford cos of all the tourists, but this guy came with a sound man and a boss too.

Some woman in red was cycling up and down outside the college. Every now n' then she'd stop by a photographer and someone would dab something on her nose. Turned out it was Fiona Bruce and she'd studied languages at Hertford. Son told me. He'd even asked her if she'd like to go out last night with some of the student helpers for supper so you might see a photo of him and her if you are on Facebook and can find him. Sadly, she was already booked to go out with people from the Antiques Road Show.

Mum-in-law

Daughter and I took Granny over to meet son at uni. Granny and son had a lovely time chatting and he demonstrated his new skill on his electric guitar. Then we had a tour of the college - she managed all the steps and stairs, down to the library and up over the bridge of sighs. In the other quad we met a couple who are his closest friends and we talked with them for ages.

One of his colleagues is about to go off for several weeks investigating monkeys because all monkeys in captivity pull their hair out and she is going to observe and record them in an effort to find out why.

Then son took us to Edamame, a Japanese restaurant that gave us lovely food, including edamame beans, and lots of really nice green tea. I ate sushi - I don't think I've done that before - and loved it. We think Granny liked it too. And we'd all like to go there again. How nice to have a son who knows these places.