Luckily I noticed a tweet from the Isis Farmhouse, a pub/restaurant near the meadow, which alerted me that they were up and pink. No time was to be lost. Again I reached the meadow and the search was on. Lots of stalks but no flowers - oh no I was too early - but then, through the gate, there they were! You have to get your eye in as they are hidden in the grass, not like those brazen red poppy fields.
Quite difficult to photograph, but a lovely natural phenomenon to view.
I wonder how many there are this year?
More on my Oxford trip tomorrow, see you then!