Posted on July 28, 2007 - by MG
You might think of Oxford as a pretty traditional place where things don’t change that much. But that’s not how it is at all. In the twenty-odd years that I’ve lived here almost every part of the city has been altered, improved, developed. Even the colleges have cleaner stone and a modern block, sometimes even sympathetically designed, like new wings of Magdalen and Linacre.
So if you’re in a nostalgic mood, where can you go for a hang-out that hasn’t changed in 20 years?
I can name two: Georgina’s Coffee shop and Brown’s Cafe, both in the covered market.
Georgina’s serves salads, flapjacks and bagels, the ceiling is plastered with movie posters and they play non-stop indie rock music loud enough that you have to talk at a level which makes the whole place swing with youthful energy. Youthful because then as now the cafe is a favourite haunt of students.
I snapped two such youngsters, Matt and Beth, sitting in what used to be one of my favourite tables.
23 years since I arrived here! That’s brilliant (cos I always dreamed of living here) as well as a bit sad (cos I could never bear to leave).
A pal of mine, the Aristotelophile Peter Simpson, once told me that I would only leave Oxford in a box…
Hell no! They can bury me here!
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