#england

Seven years after my first visit, I returned to discover what Oxford keeps behind its gates Had apparition been allowed inside Hogwarts, I could have travelled directly from the Gloucester Cathedral cloister where Mrs Norris was found petrified to the hospital wing in Oxford’s Divinity School. Unfortunately, it was not. So I had to take a train.

A cliffside stay, a traditional seaside town and the fine art of apologising without acting London was not the destination. It was the large and inconvenient interchange between a flight landing at Stansted and a train leaving for the British seaside. After landing, I took the Stansted Express to Liverpool Street, one of London’s many mainline ra