A woman rang my house on Monday, wanting to speak to my dad. Conversation went something like as follows ( Read more... )

Today I win the Thrasymachus* prize for being a complete and utter moron. Last night, since nowhere in Aber wants to sell me printer ink at the moment and I've run out, I e-mailed my portfolio to myself so I could print it out on campus after this morning's seminar. I checked that it had arrived last night, and checked again that it was still there ( Read more... )

And I thought I'd escaped the gun crime! Today two of the boys upstairs were arrested and taken away in handcuffs for running round firing an air gun. Morons! Apparently they've been doing it for the last few days at least, but the first I heard of it was the policeman knocking on my door asking if any men lived in the flat and if we had any air ( Read more... )

Well, life got exciting for about quarter of an hour yesterday. I approached the bus stop bench in Arnold and went to sit down and wait for the bus home. At which point a security guard came rushing over and told me not to sit there, because they didn't know what was in the backpack on the bench, and they though it might be "suspicious". Right then ( Read more... )