Papa Bouilloire Chapter the Eleventh

Woodstock cottage England
Did Chaucer actually live in this cottage? 'Twas the hollyhocks that I found so charming in the delightful town of Woodstock
Did Chaucer actually live in this cottage? ‘Twas the hollyhocks that I found so charming in the delightful town of Woodstock

In which I journey to the towns of Woodstock and Chipping Norton

Tuesday

As My Esteemed Colleage had encouraged me to take some time away from Oxford and although I was more than content in my wondrous snuggery I took the opportunity to hop on an omnibus to journey further into the Cotswolds to the towns of Woodstock and Chipping Norton.

I know that Woodstock has associations with some sort of raucous music festival but thankfully there was no evidence of the mud spattered hippies that one sees in photographs disporting themselves in the fields during this tawdry bacchanal. Hollyhocks bloomed on the doorsteps of thatched cottages and I continually expected bonnetted ladies in charming Regency muslin dresses to burst from every door carrying ribbon or muffs or whatever Regency ladies bought in quaint little shops. Alas none did.

These little dwellings in Chipping Norton simply reeked with charm. I want to call them
These little dwellings in Chipping Norton simply reeked with charm. I want to call them “Crofters’ Cottages” but have no idea what that means.

Both Woodstock and Chipping Norton had a charming little High Street filled with quaint shops and tea rooms and I passed the day happily browsing the numerous thrift shops, acquiring a decorative Copland and Garratt dish of about 1850 and a small piece of Isle of Wight glass in the processes. The ludicrously picturesque town of Chipping Norton slopes down a steep hill and I wandered away from the High Street and found the local church which was completely free of people. The whole effect of the lush grass growing about the tombstones that dated from the 17th and 18th centuries was beautiful and the church produced just the right feeling of pensive melancholia, tempting me to write another ode, but, you will be glad to hear, I did not.

This quiet church in Chipping Norton was a joy to wander through. Please note the cloudless sky, clearly proving that all comments about English weather being wet are blatant lies!
This quiet church in Chipping Norton was a joy to wander through. Please note the cloudless sky, clearly proving that all comments about English weather being wet are blatant lies!

Chipping Norton also boasted an antiquarian bookshop and I found a complete folio edition set of the erudite works of that great literary giant, PG Wodehouse and bought the entire Jeeves collection for a song. Alas it weighs a mighty amount and I am in terror lest it puts me over the travel weight limit, but I simply had to have them. I also found a folio copy of that inestimable work of great fiction, “The Diary of a Nobody”, as I thought that The Don might enjoy it as a small thank you gift for all he had done for us. It also seemed apposite given these memoirs of yours truly.

Weighed down with booty, the coach rumbled through the hedgerows, as did indeed my stomach for I realised that I had dined on nothing but beauty all day. And so back to Oxford just in time for me to meet the students and take them to Magdalen for The Don to reveal its wonders to us all.

All of Papa Bouilloire’s adventures can be found by clicking HERE.

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6 Comments

  1. I agree with you on the tales of English weather being rubbish. I spent three weeks in London and one in Bristol back in April and I was fortunate to have great weather like this for all except on day while in Bristol. London I was not as lucky but there were still more sunny days than I expected. The photos were awesome!

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    1. Delighted to know that others have found out the truth about England’s weather. Sounds like a wonderful trip! Hope you have a lovely weekend and thanks for liking! 🙂

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