Thursday, 6 September 2012

“I wonder anybody does anything at Oxford but dream and remember, the place is so beautiful. One almost expects the people to sing instead of speaking. It is all . . . like an opera.”

W.B. Yeats said that, my favourite poet - and if anyone's words sing then his do. I'm off to the city of dreaming spires today, very soon (I overslept!)

 I'll try to appear intelligent in the seminar!