In my response to a question about interview arrangements, XY reached up for my hand and gently pulled me down to join him. Much as I loved him, I thought it an unwise move for us to lie snuggled up together side-by-side in the long grass in full view of our colleagues.

I left as soon as I could to adjudicate a row about computing text books. Three individuals had each asked WC to order a copy, but she could only afford to buy one. Who would she favour? I insisted that everyone share the library copy. It was a waste of money to buy duplicates to keep in individual offices.