Shoes lost and children found in Oxford (Rousse)

We were just taking our seats for breakfast at the guest house in Perth when suddenly the phone rang. In Oxford P, S, L and T were missing us terribly and demanded our company there and then. Miraculously we joined them almost immediately, although TPR did get flashed by a speed camera on the way south.

The main entertainment of the afternoon was to walk up a very dry red sandstone hill in unsuitable clothing, on a hunt for L & T’s children. TPR wore white chinos, a checked shirt and beige cashmere jumper; I was in a silk party dress and so hot that I eventually discarded it to continue the climb in my slip; L was decked out in a 1980s wedding dress, arguing that it was the latest fashion.

Children found, and back in town later that afternoon, I lost my shoes somewhere down a dark corridor of New College.

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