The day began with the sunshine of an intensity that I haven’t experienced in a long while. The Sun was on form this morning, breaking through the dampness of night in rapid time to dry out the beer and wine that had been spilt the night before from a birthay pub-crawl. In anywhere but England we’d be seen as alcoholics, but in the student world, binging is normal. The night had ended in certain nameless parties stumbing about in the middle of the night, falling into unidentified rooms and generally behaving in a way made clear their lucidity. But while these people were drying out over the course of the day, those of us who’d been in for early work were getting soaked.
There is no reward for rising early in this town. We’re greeted with rain, locked out of libraries and subjected to falling glass. The cryptic [official] response to todays glass dropping incident: “The Roger Stevens building will re-open tomorrow following repairs carried out today to some internal glazing. “
So whilst taking part in an exercise of dodge-the-rainshower, people were also meant to keep up with crazy glazing? I don’t know how anyone gets any work done around here.

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