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I’m back in Oxford after a week with only sporadic, dialup internet access, which means that my life was much like this video of how 24 would have been in 1994. Aside from the 13.4 hours per day it took me to check my email, I spent time traversing The North: from York to Scarborough to just outside Middlesbrough to Skelton to Woodhall Spa, to Newark and Lincoln.
Despite all of the traversing, and more working on vacation than under my normal contract, I also had room for relaxing. I was sitting at the kitchen table on Friday, working while my Nana was preparing the midday meal. At 11.56am, she asked me if I fancied a drink, and I said yes; I then watched her pour me a glass of wine. Ah, what a touching family moment, the grandmother and granddaughter drinking together before noon. If you can’t beat ‘em, join ‘em, that’s what I say.
And by the way, does anyone else find it poetic that I was working on something about “Robin Hood” rhetoric in educational equality movements in the geographical shadow of Sherwood Forest?
I have plenty of things to post — I’ve been writing and photographing the whole time — but for now, I have some movie-watching and knutschen to do. 
