1000 tracks had been assembled in response to my idea for a student Desert Island Discs evening. AJ’s pal Richard did most of the work, seeing this as an opportunity for raising his profile in readiness for an application for a full-time lecturing post.

Unfortunately a succession of technical hiccups meant that the show in the large lecture theatre didn’t get underway until 06:10, and this proved extremely inconvenient to me three hours later when I had to start an exam in the adjoining room. When I went through to complain about the noise someone grabbed me, hauled me up high into the rafters of the lecture theatre, then dropped me head-first into the audience below.

By some miracle I head-planted into a midnight blue velvet turban and did not break my neck. However, I was extremely embarrassed when my pink cotton skirt fell forward to reveal to all my silky black knickers.