My father was a great plant lover and when he came to stay he wanted to go to Godstow Nunnery. A rare plant, birthwort (Aristolochia Clematitis) had been used by the nuns and could still be found in the area. We spent a whole afternoon by the River at Godstow in the beautiful spring sunshine, searching the meadows for birthwort which we didn't find. I thought it was a real waste of time, but now I look back on that afternoon as a lovely day spent with my eccentric Dad.