A huge mix of people came to the end of term disco. Many were my current work colleagues (e.g. KT and AD), and amongst them were friends from undergraduate days (e.g. JG, GW).

I found the whole set-up rather uncomfortable. I was especially bothered by the bar tender who gave you more in change than you had paid for your drink, the lack of organisation for the advertised pub quiz, and the state of the equipment at the venue.

My brother-in-law RH refused to dance with me so I grabbed someone who had already agreed to accompany me to the Manor Ball. I argued that we needed the practice. I managed the steps quite well considering that I was only wearing one shoe, having lost my other one in the snow.