Good Friday

It was.

We drove up to Oxford on Thursday straight after work to visit Anna and Greg in their new house and new city. Their house is amazing - massive and really modern, and with some truly incredible kitchen fittings.

After a huge glass of champagne and chocolate eggs, we went into town to eat at a beautiful North African restaurant called the Kazbar (some of the best tapas I've ever had) before heading for the Zodiac to a club called Disques Vogues which was basically like a wedding reception. This is exactly my favourite kind of club... a bit like the wine bars at Glastonbury. I wasn't drinking but had a brilliant time nonetheless, and even managed a dance. Well, a sober shuffle anyway.

The following day we strolled down by the river and back to the house, before Ben and I went into Oxford to see the rare, wild snake's head fritillaries at Magdalen College. They were absolutely beautiful, although I think Ben might've been a little underwhelmed. The weather was glorious, and lunch was taken in the Vaults cafe by the Radcliffe Camera. It was all terribly civilised.