We meandered through Christ Church meadow to Queen's Lane Coffee House, which seems to have doubled in size and lost some of its ambience, though still quite satisfactory given the inclement weather at the time. It hadn't lost quite as much of its ambience as the Cafe St Giles, which seemed to be closed altogether.
In the early evening we met up with angry_marmot and had a meal at the Big Bang. The venison sausages I had were OK, but if I am honest, not as good as the ones I've had from Newbury Farmers' Market (which are exceptionally good). Finally it was back to The High, for kharin had an invitation to a photo exhibition themed around the Thames and Cherwell. There was also poetry reading, which was mixed; I quite liked Willow Pattern Blues by Jon Stallworthy, but perhaps in the same way one enjoys a pleasant but unremarkable bottle of wine with a fun label. I was quite exhausted by the time I got home, but we seemed to have packed quite a lot in to the day.