When I returned to work from sick leave I was less than impressed with my new office arrangements. I was to share room C75 with an office mate who had already moved into the room a bed as well as a desk, and dumped an enormous papier mâché model of the countryside (built by his kids) in my space. I took one look and said that I would not be coming back until everything was cleared.

In fact I returned quite promptly because I left my handbag behind. By the time I was back on campus someone had moved it into the middle of a corridor. Thankfully no money had been stolen from my purse.

On my way home again I called into the pub for lunch with TM and SC. TM declared that his steak pie was disgusting and asked the waitress to take it back to the kitchen. Rather than do so, she implemented the restaurant’s new policy of eating the rejected food at the table in front of the customers. We all found this a highly embarrassing experience.