My chain of office … Part I

  I arrived in Oxford in 1973 after the breakdown of my first marriage. My father had found a house for me to rent within walking distance of the city centre.  I needed a job quickly.  I had not worked for anyone for 17 years and was prepared to do almost anything but what I really […]

Millie – our latest charge

   I slept well last night. This morning I was woken by a tongue licking my left hand which was on the edge of the bed. Millie had come into the bedroom to wake me up. George was still sleeping peacefully. I checked the time … 7am. Fine. I groped my way to the wardrobe […]