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The art of reaching out to old friends

Coming to university, I realised that the stable, effortless reliability of my friends from home was, all of a sudden, precarious and difficult to maintain.
Lifestyle Ilya Rosenbaum -

The only thing missing from this bean was chocolate

If there were a smell I could capture, bottle up, and treasure forever, it would be the toasty and heartening smell of cacao roasting in the morning.
Lifestyle Minnie Mertz -

Hidden in plain sight: the bakery behind Oxford’s café counters

You may not know the name, but you have almost certainly eaten the pastry. Does the bakery behind Oxford’s favourite cafés hold its own at the counter?
Lifestyle Priya Burrow -

Why are we so afraid of being bored?

We’ve come to think of boredom as an inevitable but unpleasant gap between activities, or as space to fill, but we’ve stopped seeing that space as worthwhile in itself.
Lifestyle Jessie Jukes -
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The Gee’s knees: Brunch in North Oxford

Good things often come in threes. Having reviewed both Parsonage Grill and Quod, it was only right that we complete the trilogy with their...

The luxury of political ignorance

PPE at Oxford is often seen as a one-way track to ending up in the House of Commons (usually on the wrong side of...

It’s beginning to look a lot like Oxmas

I begin listening to Christmas soundtracks in September. I theorise decorations in October and, by November, I have made my way through a few...

‘Designed to be deleted’: The unHinged world of online dating

I’d been warned about the dating scene at Oxford. There’s something about self-entitlement that sharpens the sting of hook-up culture. One too many walks...

Demystifying PMDD: The missing conversation

Women’s health is a curious thing. It’s not unusual to come home from a GP appointment with an unshakeable sense of disappointment, and often...

The best Quod in Oxford: Dining on the High Street

A landmark of the High Street, Quod boasts an opulent facade, its name reminding me of my doom on the way to my Latin...

Never safe again: Consent and the college campus

CW: Sexual assault; mention of suicide. When you walk into college on the first day, you experience community, a sense of stepping into belonging. Consent...

Girlhood will not save you

I spent a good deal of time last summer trying to work out why bows made me so irrationally angry. Twice, walking while on...

Grieving in Oxford: Tips from a bereaved student

Grief touches all of us, and yet none of us in quite the same way. My grief is different to yours, to his, to...

Hyperactive brain, hypoactive thyroid

Many Oxford narratives have been told time and again, but the story of the chronically-ill overachieving student is one which has more fruit to...

Grilling the Parsonage: Oxford’s ‘best’ restaurant?

Sometimes you want more than just a meal, to celebrate a birthday, an anniversary, a graduation. You want somewhere that feels like it appreciates...

Why I no longer trust ‘male feminists’

Over the past year, I’ve spent more time in male-dominated spaces than I ever had before. Growing up with a sister, attending an all-girls’...

Chivalry in the age of automatic doors

The waiter has just brought the bill, irritatingly diplomatic in his placement – middle of the table. You both glance at it, then at...

TLDR: Literacy in the digital age

No one reads these days. If it’s longer than an Instagram caption, it’s not worth my time. I doubt most people will even make...

The erotic life of the mind

At Oxford, desire often wears a gown. It speaks in footnotes, engages in debates in the smoking area, and sends you into an existential...

Oxford, gone decaf

When I was having lunch with a friend, I ordered my usual, a double espresso, and – horror of horrors – it was decaf. “Can...

Barcelona-Upon-Cherwell: Tapas at Arbequina

Nestled under the antiquated sign of a Victorian chemist in Cowley, a short trek for city-centre dwellers, Arbequina is almost certainly one of the...

How to survive Oxford

Welcome to Oxford, the place where ambition goes to drink, cry, and write 3,000 words on “liminality” at 3 a.m.

Mind over matter: Searching for mental clarity

The first time I saw the phrase “Mind over matter” was in Foyles, displayed above shelves of psychology books. The words immediately reminded me...

Please run responsibly (and intoxicated)

I get it, you’re bored of hearing about running, of seeing the zillionth marathon post. I feel the frustration. I have long been a...
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