“Baking croissants in class does not represent advanced study at Honours level” was my justification for transferring the two students from the rival institution into my own. It also has to be said that they begged me to take them on. Their arrival actually gave me something to do. This made a welcome change from my lazy routine of lounging in the office, dressed in my purple fleece jim-jams, listening in on my room-mate’s conversations in Chinese.