Even Sandpaper Doesn't Work!
So I went went back to my old school on Wednesday to give a talk about doing E&M at Oxford and uni life in general. As a thank you present I got given a bottle of Wycombe Abbey's finest champagne and since it was Alex's birthday today we decided to open it (I'm not a total skinflint I did get her other presents as well). Well first of all I hadn't realised how shaken the bottle had become so when Alex's mother opened it the cork flew into the next door garden and Alex and i were covered in about a quarter of a bottle of champagne. Unfortunately i had wrapped her presents in tissue paper and this was now soaked and was dying the table pink, so alex and I cleaned up the tissue paper and then discovered that our hands were covered in hot pink blotches. Alex's mother fetched us some white spirit to clean our hands with, but the dye wouldn't come off. At this point I turned to Alex and started joking that we'd be on to sandpaper and cheese graters next, when her mother leapt up and actually fetched us some sandpaper. Yes, I spent this afternoon sandpapering my hands to remove the pink dye from them, i have never laughed so hard (photos to follow as soon as I can get internet on my laptop again). In fact that still didn't get rid of all the dye, so yes i can now say from experience even sandpaper doesn't work!