Our student accommodation was the best in Edinburgh. SL, ED and I shared a cool open-plan penthouse of pale wood and glass, with its own eight-person indoor jacuzzi bath. Everyone wanted to come and stay with us, including TPR and AC (an Irish girl who I knew from external work events on research methods).

This was in complete contrast with the student union building up the road. In freshers’ week I experienced the filthy state of the toilets, at the cost of 20p per visit. Fortunately I was not obliged to spend long there and instead enjoyed watching Fringe shows on the big screen in a narrow corridor while TPR peered into a maths lecture.

We would have also attended a seminar at the Royal Society off the Strand, but we couldn’t reach London in time.