The highlight (or more likely lowlight) is the infamous Foresters Tower.
I felt sick when walking around Blackbird Leys, Oxford. I would rather move to Uzbekistan than spend more than 10 minutes in this dump.
In the small world of Thame, the political & social concerns are equally as small; the Tescos development & the riveting annual duck race.
The entire village hosts not one shop, so if you plan on living here get used to buying a tonne of food and just holing up in your house.
It really is a one-of-a-kind, incestual clusterf*ck. A queer crossroads between people who go to Oxford & people who go to Aylesbury College