Friday, 24 September 2010

Freshers' Week 2010

The new student did turn up after all.
The Admissions Tutor wins the bet and claims his £10.
I will get it back next time.

A distraught President of the GeogSoc wails
"I have 150 students waiting for a drink
and NO corkscrew!"
I turn to my cupboard.

I greet a Fresher and he looks confused.
"How did you know my name?"
I remind him that he came to my office at lunchtime.
Apparently lunchtime is already too long ago.

Brad is looking city sharp
in his Baker Boy cap, red shirt and leather tie.
"Will they know that I am a Cultural Geographer?"

The new PhD student from Canada
has flaming Titian hair and dramatic clothes.
I am going to enjoy watching her wardrobe.

"We can't find the way out!"
As I give them directions
I realise that the two young men accompanying her
don't seem to be taking any notice of me.

On my way across campus
I spot the Hockey Society promotional campaign.
Behind the placard "Hockey Loves You!"
are three very attractive students in short skirts.
It could be a good year for the Hockey team.

MissM meets up with the Glamorous MissI
and other friends from school who have started as Freshers.
She is thrown out of the Union because she has no ID.
The excitement!

The academic who will be 41 very soon
is at a conference in Italy.
He claims that he would rather be with us.

All the lights are on in the corridor
and the sound of tutorial meetings
leaks out of the offices.

I meet the new Scottish academic
and ask him if it is busy enough for him
"It is perking up nicely" he replies.

The Ginkgo trees outside my window
have turned butter yellow.
The Autumn term has begun.

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