One Oxford character I can remember from the 60s and beyond was "Joyce." I recall being ushered across the road in St Aldates by my parents as Joyce swept down the street in a pair of ladies slacks and a chiffon scarf. He was quite a character! I worked in Oxford in the 80s and I saw "Joyce" knocking on the window of a bus in Gloucester Green to attract the attention of a man that he had taken a shine to. Joyce was as camp as Christmas, a complete extrovert - and at times, an embarrassment. He blazed a trail at a time when homosexuality was illegal. In his prime he was a sight to behold. Britain needs more eccentrics.
Fantastic! How wonderful to see Oxford in the 60's. My parents were teenagers in this era and I came along in the 70's. It does all seem like another lifetime, a different world and I miss the simplicity. My daughter did some courses with Film Oxford and is now studying film at Salford Uni. Well done for putting this together, I know how many hours and immeasurable patience went into it.
