Autumnal Oxford...

...was glorious. We were there on Friday for the play about St Therese at the Oxford Oratory. Arriving early, I walked in Christ Church meadow, approaching it through the war memorial gardens in St Aldgates...it was silent except for the rustling of the trees and the calling of some birds gathering for the evening, and the quietness combined with the Autumnal mood to bring solemn wonderings about what sort of a country we have made, from the one that the young men defnded so heroically and at such a cost...