The Bumps
I mentioned yesterday that one of the things leading up to May Week was The Bumps. Not a very descriptive name, is it? Well, once you know what it entails, it is quite descriptive, but I remember not having a … Continue reading
I mentioned yesterday that one of the things leading up to May Week was The Bumps. Not a very descriptive name, is it? Well, once you know what it entails, it is quite descriptive, but I remember not having a … Continue reading
This week in Cambride is May Week. As Vaughan pointed out earlier, it is now June. Not even early June either. Quite how a university which prides itself in being one of the best in the world manages not to … Continue reading
Coming. Soon. Not now. Sleep now. Yes. Sleeeeeeep.
From what I have gleaned from popular media, one of the traits of those in “high society” is an interest in culture. I think that means you go to the opera, or attend classical concerts. The nearest I’ve got are … Continue reading
*peeps nervously round the doorframe, before shuffling in trying to find somewhere unobtrusive to sit* Oh, there are only two desks. Hel-hello… my name is… Ade. It was *sniff* Adrian, but that boy over there took it when I first … Continue reading