The second port of call on our whirlwind stop-over to Oxford was the Pitt Rivers Museum, which I last visited some 25 years ago with my mum whilst researching masks for an A Level art project on the grotesque. The only things I could remember about the place was the huge totem pole and the tiny shrunken heads.
The first port of call after arriving in Oxford on Wednesday was the Ashmolean Museum of Art and Archaeology. The museum covers five floors and contains thousands of objects from all eras of human evolution.
I think I brought the shops out for Halloween decorations last year! This years buys are not as numerous, but I found a few little skully gems.