I Dated Oxford Men So You Don’t Have To.
Eight weeks into my Oxford term, after enough pints to kill a Victorian child and enough small talk to power a minor political campaign, I have conducted an experiment. A social one. Or maybe just a nosy one. The guiding question: What are Oxford men like? My curiosity stemmed from the susp
IOTW: Calliope, Oxford’s eldest daughter
Art historian John Rolfe was walking down an eerily quiet Broad Street in 2020 when he looked up and saw something peculiar: a crumbling Muse, or rather the ghost of one, teetering atop the Clarendon Building at the corner of Broad and Catte Street. The Clarendon is one of those Oxford buildi
Letter to the Editor: Performance as survival
To the Editor, Ms Hagen is right: men should read without ridicule, resist anti-intellectualism, schlep tote bags stuffed with feminist literature while listening to Clairo. I agree, in the face of a rise in conservative views about gender roles, it is crucial to bridge the gap between
