I was a student again. I’m not sure what motivated to study at undergraduate level once more, but I was enjoying the experience. The facilities at the University Birmingham thirty years since I first graduated were phenomenal.
I was even falling in love again. My beau was a young lad in his early twenties and on the same course as me. I could tell that he was attracted to me too. If only we would find a way to be alone together. My plan was to invite him to my hall of residence bedroom as soon as I got the chance. Of course we would have to keep our relationship secret from everyone. We’d be especially careful around SL and CA who were also on our course and knew TPR.
The day finally came when I would whisk my young man off to bed. However, all my plans were scuppered due to a surprise visit from TPR. I confessed nothing, but resented that my husband was getting in the way of my fun.
Dreamaticus 
Jaded academic seeks oblivion with the help of yellow jellied cocaine (Rousse)
It took us a while to find the meeting on the top floor of a deserted University building. The venue was a formal board room, and it was packed. All the great and good were there, including KW who greeted me as an old adversary, even though we had never shared a cross word.
Also in attendance was A, who seemed to have been sparing for a fight. It sounded like he had dragged some new people into a debate that should have been left buried back in 2014. I hoped that I wouldn’t be called up to comment.
Proceedings were brought to order by Robert Gordon University PhD graduate R. He asked us to work in groups on a number of tasks. My plan to maintain a low profile was thwarted when it became obvious that I was the only member of my group known to everyone else in the room. This meant that I was obliged to act as group leader and report back on our conclusions.
Perhaps this is why I sloped off to a bedroom with a supply of yellow jellied cocaine that had been kindly given to me by the Caribbean multi-millionaire drug dealing boyfriend of one of my students? I popped the coloured jelly into my mouth and waited for oblivion to take me.
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