Last night was crazy. I must admit I was actually scared, just for a few moments. It was the interfaculty cup yesterday, where MMU play MMU Cheshire at various sports. In the evening everyone goes to brandies, so last night the place was packed. The bar had been open since noon so a lot of the sportsmen – especially the footballers – were well on their way to inebriation. Not wanting to miss a good piss-up, I got there just after seven, and got myself a shandy.

The footballers were in their social, being as purile and childish as ever. The guys from the Manchester faculty were in a large group. To begin with it was very peaceful, and I was happy watching girls in very short skirts. However, at about nine things got decidedly dodgy. The two groups started shouting and chanting at each other; this got louder and louder. I retreated to the bar area – things didn’t feel safe and if this really kicked off there wan no way I could defend myself. I asked one of the bar staff if she thought I better leave, but she replied they were just being dickheads and it would calm down in a while. I did see one person being wrestled out of the door by security.

Things did indeed calm down, but for a few moments I was worried. If that happens again, but does indeed ignite, how would I cope? I go without a PA. I better go ask the guys in the s.u about it.

On another note, tally was there. She was in my year, and I was glad to see another of the old gang. Tally is one of the people in my favourite graduation photo – the one on the wall at home (the one on the left as you face it). She told me she’d just applied for a job as an air hostesa. Good luck tally!