I’m easily bought. A chocolate brownie on my birthday (cheers, Mairi), free drinks (Niamh, you’re awesome) and an entire mouth-watering picnic (all you Märak-Freemans totally rock) are only the latest examples of the ongoing auction for my soul – and honestly, if any of you need any serious crimes committed for you in the near future, just ask*. But it’s not just food and drink, oh no! It turns out that e-mailing me photos of (now bygone) merry studenting times will work just as well. And so, in this journal of record, in the year of our Lord two thousand and ten Anno Domini, I would like to take a moment to officially declare to the world that Laura Rouse is a wonderful wonderful person 
Feed me photos, and I will feed you blog love in return
Right, giving a speech tomorrow** so the next task is an urgent examination of what I might actually say…
*Dear law enforcement agencies: stop taking the world so seriously – it’s not good for your health.
** Just to graduating QPCSers. I mean, I say ‘just’ – graduating QPCSers are also wonderful wonderful people. But it’s a niche audience.
