The graduation was at the beginning of June and we thought we would make a holiday of it and spend a little time in the Lake District en route. We love the Lake District, have grown very fond of the area. If you are going by car to Oxford, you get the ferry to Scotland, turn right when on arrival and keep driving until you leave Scotland and reach England. Rather unfair on Scotland, but that's the way it is. South of the Lake District is a good place to break the journey but it is even nicer to make an overnight stop and enjoy the scenery.
|lunch at Ullswater|
|Waterhead Hotel, Ambleside|
|The Lamb and The Flag, one of Oxford's gazillion pubs|
Philip's graduation was in the Sheldonian Theatre. And that is very fitting, the graduation is like no other. It really is a piece of theatre. For a start it is all in Latin. There is a lot of doffing caps, and bowing and scraping, first to the left, then the centre, then the right. No time to get bored, it is all too fascinating. The other main difference from most graduations - there is no audience participation from delighted parents. No whooping and cheering. No flash from the camera. No calling out. A little polite applause when indicated. Pure theatre.
The next day was great fun too. We went to celebrate at Le Manoir Aux Quatre Saison. To worship at the feet of the great Raymond Blanc, the french chef. All I have to say is, should I never eat another restaurant meal again, I will be happy enough. No meal could ever surpass this one. No, maybe I'm only joking, I will of course want to eat a restaurant meal again. The meal was fantastic, the kitchen gardens stupendous and the service unsurpassed That's right, I enjoyed it.
|Alan's chocolate dessert|
|The red round thing is the raspberry souffle,|
the other is my wine infused face
|"our hotel" last Halloween,|
The Old Parsonage, Oxford
|secret, fast shopping|
When we left Oxford we headed off to Hereford to search for my dead people, a genealogy trip for my birthday. How will my husband top that next year? I'll blog about that next time, to much to tell here.
Back in the Lake District I was flicking around on the free wifi and found that Fluffy Sheep Quilting had charm squares in her shop called Ambleside. Well, it was as if the gods had contrived to bring that together. I ordered some Ambleside by Moda and some rocket boy fabric to slip in with my June block for Stash Hive 2, blogged about last week. I'm also auditioning, good word that, the Heather Ross fabric on the left for a quilt a long beginning soon.
I then arrived home to find the fabric I had won from Fiona in Betsy Grey Craft's ig competition had arrived. A good week all round then.
|love the Elizabeth 1st fabric|
A great trip. But just one thing, Philip is a twin, and ..... we do the same thing again at the end of July when we will have not one but two doctors in the house. The crunch is though, can either of them put a plaster (elastoplast) on?
ps I'll leave you with the gratuitous school boy humour, part of a road sign on the road to Windemere.