On this occasion, scheduling would have been impossible. A friend from California was coming over and suggested at the last minute that those of the group who had moved to the UK over the last couple of years meet up with him in Oxford and do Evensong, dinner, and Sunday morning concert in Magdalen with him. It was a rather full twenty four hours (and no wonder I was exhausted when we got home). However, prodding the nationalrail website suggests that a day trip by myself later in the summer might be feasible.

desperance was prodding me at Eastercon to write some actual sf or fantasy. I had to point out that there was a slight problem with this, in that even when I try to be good my stuff usually ends up taking a direction that makes it unsuitable for amny sf markets. :-)