So, today’s the day of the election. I’ve managed to totally evade it, not having a television or radio in my room. vvvery pleasant. it surprises me, however, how election free campus is: there isn’t a political poster in sight. maybe the politicians just take it as read that all academics are left-leaning-liberals and don’t bother. thus, I’ll probably only hear the resullt on the tv in the canteen at breakfast, which is a pleasant enough way to find out.

As to the result, I have no doubt that labour’ll be re-elected: he torie have a mountain to climb, and michael howard has given them all skiis rather than hiking boots. imgine boris johnson skiing backwards! that I’d pay to see!

talking about paying to see tuff, theres something called the magic fridge on in the dance studio. “like the magic flute but ccooler” declare the osters. this might be a chance to indulge my love of opera and compare the production values of the rncm with mmi. to be honest, I dont hold out much hope, byt its only £2 a ticcket for an evening out.