This weekend, we drove down to Oxford for the grand receiving of the keys. The street looked pretty dodgy and I heard my mum mutter "Please don't let it be the blue house" under her breath but ours is decidedly brick and not blue and luckily all is well on the inside. My room is on the ground floor, but I don't mind so much because it's much bigger than the upstairs ones. And we have a cosy lounge and a teeny concrete courtyard and a garden with birds and blackberries. I took some of my things down to make it more homely for when I move in officially at the start of next term and bought even more cushions from Primark. We had a celebratory Chinese take-away from a great restaurant down Cowley, then Eilise, Ellie and I went for a wander and ended up with a few interesting fruit-vodka+lemonade drinks in a Tapas bar. There are so many great-looking places to eat and drink. I'm taken by the Moroccan place with rugs and cushions galore. We took Camilla to B&Q and bought and hastily built a couple of bedside cabinets and put together the remaining chairs for the dining table and figured out where the mysterious beeping noise was coming from. While we weren't sorting out/admiring the house, we walked into town and I showed my mum around some of the colleges she hadn't been to before. Worcester is always a favourite because of the gorgeous gardens/lakes/old buildings/ducks combo. I think she was pretty shocked by how completely different St. Catz is. I don't much like it either. Oh, we looked at the castle too and I didn't realise the hotel actually uses the old prison cells for some of the rooms. Creepy. It's super posh though. Looked around some of the shops and bought a cute bag for £5 and a picture frame for mine and David's photobooth strips. My mum's trying a different flavour of Moo-Moos every time she visits, so it was Curly Wurly, pretty good. (Wow, this is a long post for me!) We had a pub lunch in Jericho and despite a pesky wasp after my J20, it was yum. Then traipsed all the way back to my house (I'm coming to the terrifying realisation that I might actually need to re-learn how to ride a bike) and set off home. My legs are tired, we did so much walking around. I think it was 3 BSG episodes tonight :)