There are parts of my mind which have natural connections with Oxford.

Like Worcester College, with which my family has had associations for over 400 years.

Like the Botanic Garden, which my ancestor started the first Botanic Garden.

Like the Radcliffe Infirmary, where my ancestor was a co-founder.

But I also have a deep feeling of love for what is Oxford.

I have a passion for The Plain, for the towers in various colleges, for the general vision of a scholarly, intelligent city. For the vista of bricks and brains.

One of the most natural feelings I have is for traditional social circumstances.

The boatyard at Jericho is an example. If this is to be expunged, it will be like an ear or part of my cheek being taken away, especially acute as, at one time, I lived in Richmond Road.

Why can't my vision of Oxford, a love for an architectural, intellectual and social whole, be left to remain reasonably intact?

Other people feel my way as well. Why do authorities want to kill it for coins? The despoilers of Oxford. Oxford a world-famous jewel in civilisation.

John Collinson, (Social Anthropologist), Sturt Close, Charlbury