I just got back from visiting university campus. I’ve recently employed a new non-academic PA, so I needed to show him where I’ll be for most of the time for the nest none months or so. I can’t have him coming to give me dinner, and him not knowing where I am. Hungry cripple! Bad medicine.

Campus was as quiet, as I had expected. Workmen were giving brandies a lick of paint, and my mate Jim was there (he lives on campus) but that’s about it. Yet the odd thing was, there was a strange smell. It isn’t a nasty smell, just the smell of campus, but for some reason I associated that smell with fear. I guess I only notice that smell at the beginning of term, before it fades into he background, and it is at the beginning of term that I am at my most apprehensive. Thus, I associated that smell with fear and felt a knot in my stomach as soon as it hit my nostrils.

But why should I be scared? True, this being my third year I know I’ll have to work my socks off, but I feel more prepared than ever. I have been doing plenty of reading, and feel comfortable with my subject. It’s illogical, but that knot nevertheless formed.

Either way, I’m really looking forward to this term. Going to lectures, seeing my friends, watching films, plays etc. I guess it’s just residue from school and Resi.