Kidston Rocks OK !

Here we are then, back in Oxford. I said there was a lot of bikes, many of them are parked at the railway station. The ground is covered in brown crunchy leaves, which the workmen are trying to gather up. They are having to sweep between the rows of bikes which makes it quite difficult.

This sign is on a portable frame with wheels on the bottom, but some bright spark has chained their bike to the fixed barrier and the sign. How daft can you get.

These storage lockers look quite swish and are a better alternative to leaving your bike where it will get exposed to the elements, and thieves. Mind you most of them are wrecks anyway, but if you had a posh bike you could put it here.

All Cath Kidston fans now drool :o) This is just for you. I popped in here to have a look around to see why the name is so popular. Yes it's all very pretty and the colours are so sweet, it's alright I suppose but I can't get excited about it. You're going to hate me for saying that. Ok I give in, Cath Kidston rocks :o)

I asked permission to take photographs inside the store, but I was told no, not allowed. Miserable sew and sews, ha ha. So this is the best I could do with my little compact camera.

I thought the window display was quite clever. They used old wooden packing cases laid on their sides, and painted the insides in matching Cath colours.

This is the street outside the shop, loads more bikes. At least they are parked all together in the right place.

More Oxford pics to come. Toodle pip.