Summer's here. It's twenty-seven degrees in Oxford, I am wearing my favourite light-as-air skirt and my favourite little top, there are no clouds in the sky.
shimgray and I went for a lovely walk down by the Isis, and stopped in a picturesque pub just before Iffley Lock and drank cider, and lemonade with ginger, and watched the pleasure craft and geese
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(Personally, I'm more the Ghostlike Used Bookstore Waif type, myself.)
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Your talk of the Isis makes me want to reread Gaudy Night. Although to be fair, most things make me want to reread Gaudy Night...
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