Its going to rule. It is my small fantasy that commander bond will actually show up, that, when we get there, a grey Aston martin will be parked outside brandies. Quite what business 007 would have at the end of term summer ball at an obscure university I did not know. It could have something to do with the group called the jocks. Either way I know for a fact that nobody behind the bar knows how to mix Martini. No doubt he would have kicked up a stir in M’s office:”Why do I have to go there? Can’t you send somebody else?” M would have replied that he was the only man available and that besides they were having casino tables. At this Bond’s eyes would have lit up.

I wouldn’t be surprised if as we are all partying away in Brandies, we hear the low rumble of a sports car, or the roar of a harrier overhead, preparing to land on the football pitch.

Yes tonight’s going to rule.