Written for Fandango’s One Word Challenge (FOWC), head.
In my early twenties, my first job took me to the city of Oxford. It was a city I loved, and in fact I lived there until my spell in the USA. There were really two very different sides to Oxford. On the one side, there is the world-famous university, comprised of 39 individual colleges, some of which with splendid architecture of their own. On the other side, there is a major motor factory just on the outskirts of the city, in the suburb of Cowley.
My first job equalled my early twenties, and at that age, what better pleasure in life than going out socialising? Oxford has many excellent pubs, one of which is the Head of the River. It is positioned on the Thames, of course, as it exits the city centre, and also happened to be the start-point for some beautiful walks along the river.
Oxford is also known for rowing, most of the colleges have their own crews, plus the university itself takes part in the Boat Race each year. Especially early morning, if one walked along the river one would frequently see the crews training.