The Amorous Oxford Ghost

[Mithalwen]

Oh I rather like the Oxford ghosts... but I guess that the one who assailed you might have been Lord St George, nephew of lord Peter Wimsey. who was at "the House" - sounds just the kind of thing he might have done...

[Eomer of the Rohirrim]

Yeah, we Brits can barely get about our day-to-day business without being assailed by ghosts. Terribly haunted isles and all. That's why the railways are so bad.

[Mithalwen]

Oh and I thought that leaves on the line were simply the autumnal result of deciduous trees close to the tracks .... ghosts may be responsible for the "wrong kind of snow" though ....

Actually the Bird and Baby is quite close to the Martyr's Memorial - I sincerely hope the ghost in question wasn't Thomas Cranmer. Not the sort of behaviour you would expect from the writer of the Book of Common Prayer...

[Rumil]

Although I lived in Oxford for six months, I must say I never had any trouble with the ghosts, but then we all know that dear Lush attracts special interest, even from beyond the grave!

Perhaps the shade in question was a roistering Cavalier, see this link

The Eagle and Child

After all it was said that

"Admittedly we Cavaliers have the sins of men, drinking and wenching, but the Roundheads have pride and spiritual rebellion, the sins of devils"

[Bêthberry]

quoted by Lush

But speaking of ghosts. I swear, I am not senile yet, when I tell you that while we stood outside of the Eagle & Child (or Bird & Baby) looking at the menu, something, um, grabbed me from, uh, behind. I turned around half-expecting to see a drunken tourist, or maybe the people walking out had clipped me with their bags, but no, it was just an empty street, and this really weird feeling like something wasn't quite right.

Boyfriend can attest that during this incident I was neither drunk or drugged. It was uncanny. You read about Oxford's great history, stretching itself down the corridor of time as far as the human eye can see, and lo and behold, a part of history detaches itself from the ether and, um, pinches you.

My darling Lushious, you should know by now that a pinch on the tushie has little to do with amorous intent and much to say about patronising patriarchial aggression. I wouldn't be surprised if the more Mordor-inclined of the Tolkien crowd hung out at the Bird and Baby in the hopes of a bit of Seventh Age evil intent. I am most glad you were there with your Knight in Shining Ardour.

love,
Beth

[Lush]

you should know by now that a pinch on the tushie has little to do with amorous intent and much to say about patronising patriarchial aggression.

Sometimes I think that amorous intent and patriarchial aggression are really one and the same.



At least that's how I always viewed "love" in Middle Earth.

So maybe it was Tolkien after all.

[Mithalwen]

Sorry to be boring but are you sure it wasn't the BF?