T'was another non-London London day today in my non-London London blog. Today I went to Winchester, where m'cousin cooked us steaks. Winchester looks just like Oxford, but with considerably less bicyclists. Half the people in Oxford seem to ride a bike, either ding-dinging merrily like Dutch milkmaids, or else whistling innocently like men in a communal shower room. Maybe Winchester did what Oxford cannnot, and ran over all their bicyclists.