Friday 24th April 2026

Lifestyle

Where is the best vegetarian lunch in Oxford? 

For those of us still hung up about the loss of Leon, the answer to the question of where to find a quick, high-quality vegetarian lunch may not be an obvious one. This week, I set out to find out. 

On being an introvert

I could not understand how so many people seemed to be having the time of their lives with people they barely knew

An amateur’s guide to being chronically ill at university

In a job interview, I could describe myself as "resilient”, “adept at multitasking”, and...

Flânerie for Two: On the Lost Art of Doing Nothing Together

“Order of operations, vacuum first or last when cleaning your apartment?” The question comes...

Flavours of Europe: making time for good food

"The question is, how can we as talented but time-poor students produce quick meals which satisfy not only our stomachs, but also our souls?"

A folly in vain

"The day proceeded as a series of endless lines parading back and forth, adorned in seemingly endless variations of every possible garment, in front of the same blank faces."

New term, new you— whatcha packing?

"Think of the people in your life and I bet you think of them in that one certain, purely them outfit."

‘Personal imprint’: an interview with the founder of Tree Artisan Café

"There is more love, more passion. With chains, whoever you are, you are a number. It is completely different to when you have a focus on the people".

Oxford in the summer

"Oxford in the summer is truly a unique experience because there are the same dreaming spires without the dreamers."

Conundrums of an ungenerous oversharer

"It’s telling that we call them ‘stories’. The word ‘story’ says it all. Because it’s true, it is a story. No one really knows why you’re telling it, and neither do you, but you tell it anyway."

Tips for being sustainable when travelling

"Travelling can leave huge footprints on the environment, so if we visit a destination abroad, we should do our bit to reduce this impact"

I finished my degree! Now what?

"Honestly, I think I just need a break from making decisions for a while."

Downpours, ‘dank beats’ and Dionysus: reviewing the Christ Church Ball

"Sadly due to the weather, the belle époque extravagance morphed into a muddy wallow in the meadow"

I Am What I Eat

One aspect of Chinese culture that I will always love and be proud of is our food

Behind the scenes of Cherpse

Cupid here, your one and only source into the scandalous lives of Oxford’s sleep-deprived and somewhat crazed students… And who am I? That’s one...

“I have a boyfriend”: A lie as old as time

I have a boyfriend. Why do we say it? Because of the time-honoured strange conviction that the female 'no' actually, to all intents and purposes,...

Vessel: In conversation with Grace Olusola

TW: fatphobia, eating disorders, self-harm. Vessel, the new theatrical anthology from Dawn Productions, examines our relationship with the body and food through episodic fragments....

New restaurant cooks up Keralan cuisine in Cowley

What the team at Tribe have managed to create in the space of three months is unique in absolutely every sense.  Amongst the countless...

On breakups: Dumping exes and expectations

In a perverse way, I think I was excited for my first break up. I grew up on a cultural diet of Elle Woods...

The World According to Rusty… Week 5

This mildly comedic column has been written by a drag queen agony aunt. It is not for the faint hearted and contains sensitive topics...

Wilde at heart: In Conversation with members of the Lincoln Drama Society

It’s practically a cliché to say that with such short and busy terms, there are more events happening in Oxford than any person could...

Living an exam-‘free’ Trinity

The Biology faculty decided finals in first week made sense, so now I am a free bird without many fellow free finalists to fly...

The World According to Rusty… Week 3

This mildly comedic column has been written by a drag queen agony aunt. It is not for the faint hearted and contains sensitive topics...

A love letter to Marseille

450 miles south of Paris and the same distance across the Mediterranean from Algiers, a mere afternoon’s drive to the Spanish and Italian borders,...

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