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“It was very embarrassing. He was always calling

principal landmarks are the Radcliffe Infirmary

up advertising agencies for me, saying, ‘Do you

and the headquarters of the Oxford University

need anybody to wipe the floor for three months?’

Press. On the whole, Jericho is a quiet residential

But Dad, I want to rehearse! Or, Dad, I want to

neighbourhood, its commercial outlets confined

sit at home and feel miserable!” At the same

largely to Walton Street, the meandering avenue

time, Phil and Ed were busy with their classes

that forms its spine.

up north. Colin was ensconced in his first year

On the north corner of Walton and Jericho

at Cambridge, and his brother was still more

Streets stands an unassuming two storey

than three years away from leaving Abingdon,

stone building that houses a pub, now called

where he would eventually be cited in the school

the Philanderer and Firkin. One of a chain of

magazine as one of several students who “have

pubs owned by the Firkin brewery, it’s nota-

given untold service to school music throughout

ble mainly for its fake Edwardian decor and

their time here.”

the cutesy placards on the walls that boast an

It was at this point of relative dispersal, iron-

array of groan-inducing puns: MIND YOUR

ically, that On A Friday played their first official

FIRKIN HEAD, HAVE A FIRKIN BEER, and so

club show, at Oxford’s Jericho Tavern in the

on. Behind the bar on the ground floor, at the

summer of 1987.

back of the building, a narrow flight of stairs

From the nominal centre of Oxford at Carfax,

leads up to the second floor, which contains

the medieval tower that marks the spot where

a smaller bar and a mid sized stage. The large

High Street (or the High, in city parlance)

windows facing the street help make the place

meets Corn market, it’s approximately a fifteen

look bigger than it actually is; capacity is ap-

minute walk northwest, past the Ashmolean

proximately 120 people. Though this room is

Museum and the splendid Georgian houses that

still referred to as the Jericho, and local bands

line Beaumont Street, to the section of the city

play here to this day, the Jericho Tavern as On

that’s long been known — though why, no one

A Friday knew it is long gone.

can say — as Jericho. Immortalized by author

For nearly a decade, up until the middle of

Colin Dexter in the pages of his Inspector Morse

the 1990s, the Jericho Tavern was a central part

mystery The Death of Jericho, the area’s two

of the Oxford scene, one of a handful of area

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