As of Thursday, at least. And predictably I am immediately really busy, so won’t go into the finer details of graduation apart from to say that – until that very moment – I had no idea whether I would be able to kneel down, pseudo-pray to the Master whilst he spoke some magic Latin over me, get up again, bow and walk out of Senate House without freezing in panic or falling over. (I could!) So hurrah for all that
It's mid-November and my annual review of the year is nearly written. So ahead of things. Except presents: not ahead on presents.