At the end of last year, I moved from Chichester to Oxford or, to put it in terms even the most geographically challenged reader will understand, from Goodwood to Silverstone and the heart of the British motor racing industry. Three Formula One engineers live within 50 yards of me and the guy next door has just moved from Williams to Jaguar.
The core of Oxford is medieval and spectacular. There is a pub where Shakespeare used to stay on his trips to and from Stratford-upon-Avon. Another pub is where Tolkein and C.S. Lewis used to meet, causing one regular to moan, “Not more bloody elves.” It is also the home of MG and the Mini is still made here.
