the end if an era is hera

well. i guess that's it. Had my last lecture ever today. Went out last night to a farewell end-of-course- dinner in which the lecturers were wasted before the meal began. Great fun if you didn't have any respect for them in the first place. Jono and i thought we'd milk their insobriety by plying them for drinks. It backfired when all that was offered was a round of tequila slammers. Remember- salt...tequila...lemon.
Not that i'm advocating the excess consumption of spirits, but what fun it was to see one lecturer, Keith, get it in the wrong order, and Karen-the-newly-made-professor realise that after buying a round for our table, she'd have to do the same for the other 40 attendees of the meal! ho ho.

Tonight saw our team's return to Cymmer in the Rhondda valleys to run our youth group- quite well attended and behaved which was a blessing.

Signing off cos Rocky Horror's just starting...