KJR and her Texan husband T gatecrashed my final year honours class.

The students waited patiently while I fielded KJR’s questions. This was a tricky task now that she spoke with a strange Americanised North East English accent.

Eventually one of the students piped up to remind me of my role so I started the class. The day’s exercise was to communicate occupations through drawings. The first student to attempt this task was Chinese, and completely misunderstood the instructions.