Nice to see so many keen new students aboard. I love this time of year, when there is hope without the fear.

You will find that as the years pass that this game of ours gets stale, you get tired, you fail, fail and spiral into hell. Yet there are good bits. And they are very good. To take one...

I was at my last exam, sitting, skew-legged, on the thick-pile carpet of the Gorgie suite talking to my mates. Is it just me are OU exams a particular form of fuck-off? You wander in, nobody looks at you, nobody talks to you, the ultimate invisibility cloak.

We were talking. We were having fun. A coven of wizards.

I don't suppose that you will feel the joy that I felt; talking: basic you say.

In my normal life I go days without anybody talking to me. Still, that's probably just me. possibly people despise me.

if you could see my face...