FRESH FIELDS Monday (Reading Railway Station) (13 August 1917)

Here we are en route for Aldershot, by a route new to me, through Stockport, Wolverhampton, Stoke and Oxford.  The mining and pottery centres in Staffordshire were interesting though rather grimy, but in Cheshire and down to Oxford it has been delightful, what with the beautiful trees and woods and fields with the harvesting in full swing.  The Thames has been in view and we can see picnic parties, punting, or having tea on the banks.  Oxford looked very enticing though the university buildings aren’t visible from the railway – but numerous spires peeping up with glimpses of old ivy-clad houses.