Cake on one of the tables in the temporary Yard café at Modern Art Oxford. A good place to sit and enjoy a cup of tea and a slice of cake before going in to see the enormous paintings by Jenny Saville.
The golden stone of the Oxford colleges, ancient and modern, looked lovely today in the soft sunny light. Of course, the older colleges are always spectacular, but I'm also particularly struck by the architecture of Nuffield College - especially its book tower and spire - which links so beautifully to the likes of Christ Church and Trinity College. It was a old-fashioned day of stopping trains and books, coffee houses and libraries, talking and walking. (The stations between Reading and Oxford on the First Great Western line are done up in white and royal blue, are very smart, and very pretty. You also get a glimpse of the Isambard Kingdom Brunel-designed Culham Station.)
And just before I left to get my train, I found these morning glories in the greenhouse. Morning glories cause me more trouble than all my other grown-from-seed plants put together, so whenever I get one or two on a late summer morning, I am delighted (ridiculously so).
