Me and Sophie

Matriculation Dinner!

I’ve already shoved my photos up on Facebook and e-mailed some round, but did mean to blog a few too:

Me and Sophie

Me and Sophie

Joe, Yang and Irfan

Joe, Yang and Irfan

The great hall!

The great hall!

During dinner, my DoS was interested about why people blog. I’m not entirely sure, but to be honest the prospect of writing a private diary fills me with dread (plus the desire to talk in the third person would probably be irresistibly overwhelming) so I’m not planning to stop any time soon

It’s a busy weekend – Lucy’s visiting! – but luckily I have an extra day to do my essay on due to some fortunate shifting around of times, although I’ve already started writing this week’s piece on affluence. Ah, affluence. The Labour Party’s reaction to affluence during the 1950s can be summed up – if I may be so bold – as a sort of grumpy irritation. My absolute favourite historical fact of the week, though, comes from Contemporary British History, 1931-61:

“The promotion effort to push Limmits, an early slimming product, had to be rethought when research found that working-class women did not particularly mind being overweight, and indeed associated stoutness with a range of positive characteristics.”

Well, it amused me

Oh, and my old friend Ankit sent me photos of his first flight. His first flight! As a pilot! Here I am, can’t even drive, and he’s flying… wow!

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4 Comments on :
Matriculation Dinner!

  1. Mr X [Anon] says:

    ok…. let me make a comment….. errrmmm… what shall I say….. i dunoooo………. well ive said enough.!!

  2. [Anon] says:

    What was the point of that?

  3. Lucy says:

    My mum was disgusted after I described your tea-towel, and said you need to buy more and wash them every few days on rotation.

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