Mum and Olly in Oxford

This weekend Mum and Olly came to visit for a (slightly overdue) Mothers' day celebration. Oxford was, rather alarmingly, virtually taken over by people with bells tied round their legs, feathers sticking out of their hats, and accordians. I learned later that it was the Oxford Folk Festival, but at the time I just thought more than the usual Oxford weirdness to see people walking round in groups with blacked-up faces.

We picked up some good grub from the French market on Broad Street, and headed back to the house. Here are some pictures of me with Mum and Olly.