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66 monkeys in Oxford laboratories

Oxford University revealed that 66 macaque monkeys were used last year in medical research.

The primates were used in investigations into brain diseases such as Alzheimer’s or Parkinson’s. This is because the brain of a monkey is more similar to human brain than that of a mouse or a rat. Some monkeys were used to develop vaccinations for HIV.

The university was ordered to release this data earlier this term by the Information Commissioner Richard Thomas, following the requests made by the British Union for the Abolition of Vivisection.

Oxford University stated that monkeys accounted for under one percent of animals housed at its Biomedical Sciences Laboratory. They are only used when no other species can deliver the research answer.

 

Review: Much Ado about Nothing

Inspired by avant-garde group The Factory, the ‘rules’ of the Bright-Dukes-Maltby Much Ado are myriad, and their theatrical game enjoyable. There’s promenade, props supplied by the audience, and ‘tasks’ imposed by a bowler-hatted Sam Bright. Conceived and led by Lindsay Dukes as Beatrice, the O’Reilly’s latest experiment deserves much praise.
The cast is strong. The comedians particularly shine, with Joe Eyre’s Borachio, John-Mark Philo’s Dogberry, and Joe McAloon’s Verges thriving on the chaos throughout. I found myself laughing aloud: a rare treat at press previews. Of the lovers, Dukes’s Beatrice has great energy and comic skill; unfortunately, she rather gallops through Beatrice’s psychology. Both the revelation of her reciprocated love for Benedick and her rage against Claudio are taken much too fast. We must remember that speed isn’t passion. However, the originality and talent of Dukes’s performance emerge whenever she slows down.
Conversely, James Corrigan’s Benedick begins weakly but improves; their love scene is the play’s subtlest, mature and melancholic. Isabel Drury is the production’s greatest surprise, creating in Hero an honesty and emotional intensity that indicate Drury’s right to larger and more rewarding roles.
The company could benefit from a firmer hand with the storytelling. Enraptured by the creative process, there are moments when the verse is garbled, the play’s essence reduced to a convenient coathanger for the antics of an improv troupe. Intensive vocal work would help, as would lighter shoes so that one actor’s lines aren’t drowned by the feet of fourteen others.
This ambitious production marries ideas from the best in professional theatre practice with the freshness and idealism on which student theatre thrives. Liberated from the commercialism of professional theatre, we students can afford experimentation even in a recession. Above all, our theatre allows us to create spaces in which to do what students do best: imagine, endeavour, and learn.
The highlights of my Much Ado were Dukes’s hiding in a hatstand, Philo’s singing from a shopping trolley, and the incredible acrobatics of Eyre. Yours will be different. With all its variations, this Much Ado will be a first rate show, every night of the week.

Four Stars

Rabid Productions’ Much Ado about Nothing will be at the Keble O’Reilly, Tuesday to Saturday of 3rd week.

The Great Equalizer

‘Come in, sit down’ Polly Toynbee whispers, her hand pressed against the telephone speaker. ‘I’m just about to go on the Jeremy Vine show. So sorry about this.’
So I sit silently in the front room of the columnist’s Clapham house, pretending to read a copy of the Financial Times.
She listens to hold music, waiting to be put on air to discuss the government’s new Equalities Bill, the subject of her column that day. A brief chat with a researcher, and then she’s live on Radio Two, with all the lines you’d expect from one of the country’s best-known left-wing commentators: ‘…Need to think carefully about how they might address that balance and even things out…need to question themselves about whether the way they spend is fair…’
A Guardian columnist since 1998, Toynbee has been writing on social affairs for the best part of forty years. In person she is exactly how she appears in her by-line; the same friendly-but-firm gapped smile, and as far as I can tell she’s wearing the same necklace today as she does in her twice-weekly Guardian headshot. Loved and loathed in equal measure, she has been banging the social equality-drum for her professional life, and is the author of A Working Life, Hard Work and, most recently, Unjust Rewards: Exposing Greed and Inequality in Britain Today.
As she speaks on the radio, I look around the room. It’s hard to imagine this ever being the shabby, run-down area Toynbee claims it was when she bought the place thirty-seven years ago. The road outside is silent, green, and the whole interior smells upper-middle class. (I mean that literally. There’s a certain smell unique to these sort of houses; probably a combination of well-treated wood and organic food.)
She hangs up and we begin our interview, which starts on the subject of Oxford. Toynbee came to the University in the sixties, but dropped out after a year and a half reading history at St Anne’s. Having read her articles and books on social equality, mobility and class, I had imagined her decision to leave Oxford would have been a political statement against perceived elitism in the institution.
The truth turns out to be slightly different. ‘The Cherwell was beastly to me,’ she says. ‘I don’t know if it’s still poisonous, but it was poisonous in those days. I was being got at, a great deal at the time…by this nasty gossip column.’ Ooh-er. ‘And there is so little genuine, interesting gossip or politics around in Oxford that once you’re in their sights, you’re sort of roasted.’
‘I didn’t leave in a great, sanctimonious, ‘I am very shocked by the elitism of this place’ way. It was just very nasty in my day’.
After dropping out of Oxford, Toynbee worked in a number of low paid jobs. ‘[I had] the insane idea that if you worked with your hands in the day and in the evening it leaves you free for greater artistic endeavour, like writing novels and poetry,’ she says, half-smiling. ‘I very quickly discovered why not many people who work in these places actually have the energy to do much creative writing in the evening.’ However, she returned to work in factories and other minimum-wage jobs as research for her later books exploring life on the poverty line. At this time she was also writing pieces as a freelancer, eventually leading to a job on the Observer.
In her most recent book, Unjust Rewards, Toynbee accompanies a group of children from an inner-London school on an AimHigher trip to Oxford. (‘The yellow limestone building of St John’s left the Brent students almost breathless with amazement,’ she writes in one chapter. ‘They could see that gaining a place at Oxford would be like climbing Everest without oxygen or crampons.’) I ask her how she feels about the University’s selection process. Although she has ideas on how admissions could be changed, she tells me that who Oxford lets in or how they select students is not really the most pressing issue.
‘How would it be if Oxford and Cambridge took the top two students of every sixth-form in the country? It means that even the less good schools get to send good people and you’ve got to be the best of your class,’ she suggests.
‘But actually I think it’s terribly unimportant.’ So why the almost constant media interest in Oxbridge applications and other stories from the universities? ‘It absolutely obsesses newspaper editors who are trying to get their own children into Oxford and Cambridge. I think it’s terribly unimportant who goes there’.
Instead she argues that most money and attention should be put into schemes for the youngest, rather than obsessing over who is admitted to ‘elite’ universities. ‘Most resources should go into children’s centres and all of that for the very youngest. By the time you get to passing A-Levels…there’s not a whole lot universities can do about it’.
She tells me that if she were education minister, she would significantly increase investment in children’s centres and the youngest. ‘At the moment we spend least on nursery, next least on primary, then on secondary, and most per capita on university. And really, by the time you’ve passed your A-levels, you’re going to be fine. You’re assured a decent life ahead. Whereas, what happens before you’re five pretty much sets your future.’
A columnist rather than a politician, she speaks in monologues rather than sound-bites, making her almost impossible to interrupt. But she explains things so simply that you rarely want to. To support her view on nursery schools, she cites research which follows the progress of students from different backgrounds. ‘A bright child from a poor background and a dim child from a rich background are tested when they are toddlers.
‘By the time they’re six, the lines cross and they go in the other direction. The poor child, however talented, falls down, and the rich child goes up, because the rich child has such advantage in terms of teaching stimulation…family pressure to try hard, do their homework and so on.’
To combat the unfair advantages given to children of wealthy families, she argues that we need better trained nursery staff to ensure all are given an equal start. ‘Being a nursery school teacher is not being a nursery assistant; sixteen or seventeen year old girls who themselves failed at schools so they think they’ll be nursery nurses.’
She praises Labour’s new under-five’s programme, which is set to open 3,500 new sure-start children’s centres across the UK, calling it ‘the biggest addition to the welfare state since 1945. The only question is whether they will have the funds.’ And despite her certainty that the party will lose the next election – ‘I can’t quite think what it would take for it not to happen now,’ she says, and refers to the decisions facing a Conservative government in the future rather than conditional tense – she is supportive of many of the current government’s actions.
‘I have felt very encouraged by a lot of things Labour has done. We’ve given them a lot of praise for the things they’ve done well. Education has improved no end.’ So why do things seem to have gone so wrong now? ‘Inevitably, after ten years of finding that [social change] is much harder then they thought, that it is very slow…they got weary, I think’.
Unjust Rewards condemns the culture of city bonuses, and the vast and growing gap between the rich and the poor, at a time when the seriousness of the economic situation had not yet been fully realised. I ask whether she thinks she might had played a part in predicting the credit crunch. ‘We were out ahead saying how dysfunctional the whole bonus system was,’ she replies.
‘But I can’t say we predicted quite what would happen or how bad it would be…If, when we’d written that book, we’d said ‘And therefore we expect to see the imminent demise of capitalism,’ I can’t think we’d be have taken very seriously,’ she says, and she laughs out loud.
As she makes me a cup of tea at the end of the interview, I see that for all her polemical opinion pieces, radio appearances and books, in person Toynbee is softly spoken, friendly and patient to explain her point of view, however unpalatable it may be for some. An icon for middle class liberals everywhere, she insists she plans to keep going for ‘as long as my editor will let me.’ Can you forgive the Cherwell for all the beastly gossip it wrote about you now, Polly?

Relief over Oxford Fashion Week success

Oxford Fashion Week (OFW) passed off to mixed reviews following a crisis over ticket sales and controversy over expensively-priced events.

Organisers of the annual style extravaganza had massive concerns last week that the event could be in jeopardy as less than a quarter of tickets had been sold.

OFW staff members became increasingly worried after receiving an emergency Facebook message from team management leader Lucinda Fraser saying, “Right now we have less than a quarter tickets sold, so we are very much in THE SHIT! This really is CRISIS point.”

The message went on to encourage the team to sell as many tickets as possible and asked staff to post marketing tips on the group thread.

Carl Anglim, who also co-ordinates the show, downplayed the issue. Although she admitted that tensions were high in the run up to the shows, she said the message sent to OFW staff was meant to be a “motivational message.”

“We’re always apprehensive about ticket sales before events, and we have to reach a lot of team members. We wanted to sell as many tickets as possible.

“All of the previous fashion events in Oxford have been charity shows. This wasn’t for charity, so expectations were much higher.”

An OFW team member had said on Saturday that the team leaders were “pretty panicked” by the situation of ticket sales at the time.

But Carl insisted that ticket sales had subsequently improved: “The concept show sold out to the extent that we had to turn people away at the door.”

“All the seats sold out for the lingerie show, and we had people standing at the back.”

Zoe Savory, a St Peter’s student, praised the atmosphere of the concept show, “The outfits at the concept show were all very well put together, and they’d used models of all shapes and sizes. The show felt studenty, but in a way that wasn’t amateur – young and fun and edgy.

“It felt very arty, not feel completely slick and professional, but I don’t think that was the point.”

The lingerie show, however, has met with mixed reactions. One student who attended said it was “very slick, very corporate” but that the feel of it jarred with the rest of the show, “It wasn’t particularly imaginative.” But she conceded, “Lingerie is quite a difficult one to do well, because unless you’ve got really high fashion designers doing it, it won’t look worthy of being on the catwalk. They might have had a difficult time of it.”

However, some students criticised the ticket prices, with one Wadham student said, “Everyone who wants to go somewhere fancy will go to the ball instead of a fashion show. It’s too expensive.”

Katie Sunderland, the director of the swimwear and lingerie show, rejected claims that the show tickets were too costly.

She said, “I don’t think any of the shows are expensive for what you get. Mine is an extremely luxurious event, with real designers, the quality justifies the price.”

It remains to be seen how the remaining shows will go, but Anglim suggested that students often wait to buy tickets on the door. He explained, “On the morning of most of the events, we have only sold around 50% of the tickets based on online sales, but a lot of tickets sold throughout the day.”

The Harsh Reality

Jodie Harsh has a very strange sort of fame. Frequently hailed by the media as the UK’s emblem of the relentlessly self-promoting MySpace generation, she now finds herself in the luxurious position of making a living out of dressing up and going out. I’m just about to meet the ‘The Real Queen of England’ at artsy members’ club Shoreditch House, when I learn that there has been a hiccup of sorts and the location of the interview has been changed to Jodie’s flat.
The door is answered by a young man whose only seriously unusual characteristics are his lack of eyebrows and his big smile. ‘It’s me!’ he reassures. I am supplied with tea and a seat in Jodie’s airy sitting room and informed that in an hour we’re going to a party in Soho to launch a new gallery-come-concept store. Jodie Harsh isn’t enormously concerned with my 9am Restoration Literature collection, although, right now, neither am I. In her sitting room, Jodie has a selection of framed butterflies, a canvas of Che Guevara with no face and all manner of other trinkets; mementos from her climb to the top of her game.
For those in doubt, Jodie is not quite famous for being famous. She has run three London club nights (the popular, flamboyant night “Circus” being the remaining of the three), and she more than pulls her weight as a live DJ. “I tend to have about two DJ gigs a week. They can either be at a club-on a Saturday night I might DJ up North-or they can be at an event. I prefer to go out when I am also working. It’s better to go out and get paid to go out, rather than spend your own money on things!”. She is currently working on a range of remixes ‘for various people’ and other musical projects. Jodie puts on a song from the producer Larry Tee’s recent release ‘Club Badd’-‘Let’s blare it out and annoy the neighbours’. The song, ‘Agyness Deyn (feat. Jodie Harsh)’, is a witty take on Agyness Deyn and the way in which she succinctly embodies the second generation of ‘Cool Britannia’. The combination of Jodie’s comic timing and the stirring electro instrumental make for an excellent track.
I ask Jodie which music upstarts she has high hopes for. ‘Little Boots is cool,’ she replies. ‘VV Brown I think is really cool. People are into just really good music, now. I think Girls Aloud are great.’
Jodie tries to work out whether I am the first journalist to see her out of drag. Even if I am not, the experience of sitting and watching her create the public face is truly a fascinating one. The unrecognizable boy slowly morphs into a celebrity face over 46 minutes. ‘Oh my God, I’ve got green eye shadow in my nose.’ I ask what beauty tips she’d give a busy student who’s strapped for time: “To keep your make-up on, spray hairspray over your face. Gives you bad skin but fuck it, if you wanna look good when you go out! I shave my eyebrows off. I don’t think anyone at Oxford is going to want to shave their eyebrows off, though. It really is a look.’
Does anybody ever recognise the au naturel Jodie? ‘Not really. I got followed by a paparazzi once in the evening when I was with some friends, not in drag. And that ended up in The Sun and the London papers. I saw it and I was like, “Oh great. For fuck’s sake!” I wasn’t very happy because I think it’s nice for people to only see me in make-up. It adds an illusion and mystique to the character, if you like. Though I don’t think I am a character because I don’t act any differently when I am dressed up.’
There are no two ways about it, Jodie Harsh is a drag queen, but her look and lifestyle are a million miles away from the 40-year-olds lip-synching to Shirley Bassey, wearing sequin gowns in Brighton. I ask how much 21st Century, cutting-edge drag is really about female impersonation: ‘We have totally gone beyond that. I don’t look like a woman! There are attributes that might look feminine like lipstick and high shoes. But weren’t they both invented for men, anyway? What is ‘feminine’, after all? I’d say I was an exaggeration of what current society perceives as femininity. But I just wear what I like and I’d feel very weird if I had big ol’ false boobs in! I don’t wear dresses either, really. I tend not to just because I don’t feel that girly! I just feel like a boy that’s gilding the lily.’
Jodie’s cult fame is so rooted in London’s club and fashion circuit that I wonder if she would ever move to another city. ‘Yes, I could actually. I was thinking about this recently, I am probably going to stay in London for about another three years and then go to New York. London is the coolest city in the world but there’s just something about being in New York. Even if you’re just doing a touristy thing like walking into Times Square you’re like ‘Wow!’-everything is so much bigger over there! It really is a magical city.’
Jodie’s litter of A*-List friends, money-spinning ventures and innumerable public appearances might lead us to think she’s never at home but Jodie explains, ‘I can’t be out every night, like a Geldof. I think that’s just so boring. Because I have got better things to do, like hanging out with my real friends, watching DVDs or going to the theatre. Although I go to my club Circus every Friday. I am always there unless I am in a different country. I have had Circus for three years now and it’s my baby so I am quite hands-on with running it.’ But Jodie is all too aware that she needs to show her extraordinary face every once in a while: ‘You’ve got to go and get photographed to keep your profile up. For example me and Sienna Miller went to Matthew Williamson’s H&M launch on Wednesday and the week before that I went to a party for Barbie’s 50th Birthday.’
As Jodie ponders one of my sillier questions (favourite flower? ‘A buddleia’), her phone rings “That’s so our car.” On the way to Soho, Jodie speaks to Miquita Oliver about whether Lily [Allen] will be out at Circus later.
The crowd at the opening is what’s called ‘avant-garde’. Designers, club kids, editors, ‘performance artists’. Everyone has wacky clothes and connections (Kate Moss’ best friend, The Scissor Sisters’ stylist, etc.). Jodie knows nearly everyone, and absolutely everyone knows her. We stay for an hour but it’s soon time for Jodie to go on to Circus and for me, Selfridges. ‘Would you hail a cab, please?’ she asks. ‘They don’t tend to stop for me because I look a bit strange.’ We say our goodbyes and Jodie speeds off, back to Shoreditch. Somehow I don’t think that is the last I shall see of her.

Can Oxford handle porn?

Let’s begin with the facts. Larry Flint came to speak at the Oxford Union last term – past speakers have included Jenna Jameson and Ron Jeremy. Is it just me, or is that pretty much a who’s who of the pornworld? No, it’s not just me. But there’s more. It is also possible to find back issues of Playboy in the Bodelian. Check on OLIS if you don’t believe me. I’ll go on A couple of terms ago Rock Oxford organized that infamous naked KY jelly wrestling travesty at Kukui, and showcased a topless woman carrying an albino python. But despite an alleged police investigation and some pedestrian statements of outrage from feminist groups, they all seem to have gotten away with it. What I’m trying to say is that Oxford seems to be down with porn in the mainstream. Or at any rate that it is tolerated, just like everywhere else. Because it is legal, of course, provided you are 18. So unless you’re some kind of prepubescent child prodigy with pushy parents, chances are that if you’ve matriculated, you are allowed to look at porn. And why not? Even take part in some. There, I said it.

But hold your horses, what about looking at porn online? Now we’re entering Oxford’s twilight zone of IT regulations, college bylaws and Proctorial disciplinary procedures. I asked the Proctors what they thought about this and they pointed me to the statutes and regulations- although they did say “obviously if students are living in private housing with their own internet connection and accessing porn there, that’s up to them and it wouldn’t be a disciplinary matter”. The University’s Policy on Offensive Electronic Material reads as follows: “The University provides computing equipment and access to networks for the furtherance of the academic work of staff and students. It is a misuse of those facilities, and may in certain cases be illegal, for a user to receive, transmit, display or store offensive or pornographic material using University equipment for other than bona fide academic purposes, and such misuse may result in action being taken against those responsible” (this policy was adopted by the IT Committee in November 1995). So the simple answer is that no, Oxford University isn’t down with the porn.

But let’s get to the bottom of this. But what do they mean by “misuse”? Isn’t looking through someone’s 1300 pictures on facey-b equally a misuse of network resources? And isn’t using Twitter a general “misuse” of everyone’s time? I believe it is. So my feeling is that this is not really what is at issue.

What actually happens when you look at porn online? I decided to investigate. So I went on the interwebs and looked at some porn. And nothing happened. What do these regulations actually mean in real terms? I was interested to know whether anyone had ever got done for this kind of stuff. Does anyone actually care what students get up to in the privacy of their bedrooms?
I talked to the IT officer at my college. He said “there are no grey hidden agendas, we are obliged by law to take an interest in what you do. When it comes to porn, there are two things that concern us: a) whether it is legal and b) whether it is copyrighted”. Yes my friends, the law is the law, and apparently there were once some copyright issues concerning a film called “Cockpit Cowboys” starring one Alex Stevens. Then I asked him whether he knew how much porn people look at on the college network. It transpires that last month Redtube was ninth most visited website in college, accounting for just under 2% of all internet traffic at St Anne’s, dwarfed by Facebook at 12% and Googlevideo at 24%. The figure for all pornsites combined was estimated to be below 4%. This struck me as rather tame, considering 37% of the intertubes are choked with porn. What emerged from our conversation is that as far as the IT department is concerned, bandwidth (how much internet you’re using up) trumps content. “What I’m interested in is volume” he said. They are clearly more bothered about students streaming endless seasons of Sex and the City then about them watching two randomers having Sex on the Settee.

The freedom to surf isn’t enjoyed everywhere in Oxford, however. At Wycliffe Hall, for example, you are only allowed to go on godtube.com. Ok, this may not be true. In Somerville there is a traffic monitoring device called WebSense which prevents users from accessing certain websites. What do students make of this? I asked the obvious candidate, OUSU’s VP for Women Rachel Cummings who replied rather sensibly that “colleges have a right to prevent networks from viruses, but not to be our moral guardians. They shouldn’t be deciding what students are allowed to view; attempts to do so in the past have clumsily prevented people doing legitimate research”.

Of course, some content is downright depraved and probably shouldn’t be looked at by anyone. Videos involving a 2:1 ratio of girls and cups come to mind, for example. Moreover, some porn isn’t legal here or anywhere else. In the UK, as of 26 January 2009, it is illegal to possess extreme pornography (roughly defined as that which is grossly offensive, involving corpses, animals, serious violence and/or genital mutilation) carrying up to a three year prison sentence.

The morals of this tale are several fold. First off, it seems that IT officers have better ways to spend their afternoons than to sift through what you’ve been up to online. So chill, chances are you are not being watched by anyone – unless, of course, you are breaking copyright law or eating up all the bandwidth. Second, we are neither at school nor at home, so the university should take it easy with the whole loco parentis thing at least be consistent across colleges. Why am I allowed to surf porn when Somerville isn’t? And how come that kid down at Wycliffe has never even heard of porn? Third, if you’re going to look at porn, at least try to make sure you’re looking at something legal (underage (obviously), extreme or copyrighted stuff is off limits). Fourth, try getting laid a bit more and give that hand a rest.

Whistle Stop Tour – Wadstock

The Wadham College Entz Girls take Cherwell through the highs and lows of organising Wadham’s infamous live music event.

Review: HMS Pinafore

H.M.S. Pinafore was Gilbert and Sullivan’s first big success and tells a story of class distinction and thwarted love. It gently satirises class distinctions in Britain at the time, and is a humorous look at the customs of the Royal Navy.
The plot is centred on Ralph Rackstraw, a sailor who is hopelessly in love with his Captain’s daughter, Josephine Corcoran, whom he does not believe returns his feelings. Captain Corcoran is determined that Josephine will marry Sir Joseph Porter, the First Lord of the Admiralty. Josephine, however, is reluctant to marry Sir Joseph as she is secretly in love with Ralph. The plot develops through twists and turns of concealment and discovery towards a happy ending all round.
The chorus works well together, singing both in time and in tune (rarer than you might think!). They have a feel for the music and for each other. All those on stage remain focussed and in character even during the big solo numbers. The cast ranges from first to fourth years, and includes first-timers as well as die-hard regulars of the society.
Robert Hazle is strong as Captain Corcoran, competently handling the tonal changes and emotion involved in many of his pieces. He is also careful not to over-act, which can often hinder operettas.
Christopher Milton is excellent as Sir Joseph Porter, convincingly portraying the smarmy arrogance of the character and really making you believe Sir Joseph’s high opinion of himself.
Anna Sideris as Josephine does justice to the score and is clearly a very talented singer. Unfortunately, her acting hinders the expressive potential of the music – she too static, and the music sometimes overpowers the lyrics.
Whilst the concert performance style may make this production less accessible to those who aren’t already Gilbert and Sullivan fans, the church provides a perfect setting for the soaring music. Acoustically superb, the rafters ring with beautiful melodies. The chorus numbers are particularly effective.
Overall, this is another addition to the OUGSS’s tradition of strong productions. It is a must-see for any Gilbert and Sullivan fan and is an amusing and enjoyable evening for anyone else.

(3 stars)

The Oxford University Gilbert and Sullivan Society’s production of HMS Pinafore: Wed-Sat 2nd Week – 7.30 (and 2.30 Sat) – St Michael’s Church

 

 

Oxford welcomes spring in May Day celebrations

8,000 revellers participated in Oxford’s traditional May Day celebrations on Friday morning.

Students and locals alike gathered on Magdalen Bridge to listen to Magdalen College choir sing Latin hymn ‘Te Deum patrem colimus’ at 6am.

The event was accompanied by heightened safety measures in an attempt to discourage those attending from traditional jumping into the river. The bridge was closed to traffic for three hours and more than 30 police officers were drafted in to control the crowds.

Supt Andy Murray, Area Commander said, “We had 30 police officers who were on duty throughout the night and early morning. They worked closely with the ambulance service, fire service and stewards who were there to ensure the public’s safety. There were no injuries and only one person was arrested for a minor public order offence.”

However, around a dozen participants dived into the river Cherwell after traffic was resumed and police left the scene.

The peculiar atmosphere of the day was felt by those attending. Hugh Trimble, staff at the University careers service described the morning, “In the centre of Oxford we had the usual sweet-voiced choirboys and bedraggled all-night ball-goers, a man dressed as a tree, and more morris dancers than you could shake a stick at.”

For many students it was the first time they participated in May Day celebrations.

Jan Deeg, first year Arabic student commented, “At the time I was really annoyed because I stayed up all night. But when I went there it was the best atmosphere. It was good to see Oxford from another side…the romantic, the poetic one. The performance itself was a bit of disappointment as the audio quality wasn’t that good and I couldn’t see much. But because it was such an Oxford thing, I was happy to attend.”

Many appreciated the opportunity to celebrate with the locals. Kei Hamada, St John’s student said, “Although I hadn’t been planning on it the previous night, I’m glad I made it to Magdalen to hear the choir – seeing everyone flocking towards the tower was bizarre, and it was a rare moment where town and gown were really enjoying themselves together.”

For some, May Day was an unforgettable experience. One member of Magdalen’s choir said, “Singing on the tower was exciting. It was amazing to finish singing and hear all the cheers from so far below. Although it was slightly scary when the bells started ringing and the tower started to sway.”

Dr John Hood to head US charity

Vice-Chancellor John Hood has been appointed to lead a New York charity, the Robertson Foundation, after he leaves Oxford next year.

 The foundation states its belief that connecting people with a community of faith “reinforces ethical behaviour” and motivates a “concern for others”, and that these aims cut across all of the foundation’s areas of interest which include education, medical research and the environment.