It was simultaneously 1982 and 2010, so I was back at the University of Birmingham as a 47 year-old first year. I made a triumphant return to OH7, my first bedroom at the Manor House. Unfortunately my joy was eclipsed by the disdain of boys who failed to appreciate my day-time uniform of purple fleece jim-jams and spangled beanie head-wear. When I shouted at a woman to put out a cigarette in a lecture, she replied ‘It’s 1982. I can smoke anywhere‘.