An Update on the Photo Challenge

With things being a little hectic the last few weeks I have all but neglected writing about the Photo Challenge. I have, however, taken the photos and so here some of them are.

These are the Bute, the Bell Pettigrew, and the ‘3 views of town’.

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The End of an Era

So in this hypothetical/time delayed world of the mini-grad-posts it is now Thursday morning.

Thursday was an interesting day, but very photo-poor, because I was working. Ushering Chapel, ushering morning graduation, ushering afternoon graduation, totally not crashing the garden party, etc. Then the end of another era – the final BioLash (biologist get-together – because we’re that cool) and the final trip to the Lizard (obviously my favourite place in the world…). It was all very fun, but not resulting in any photos. Sorry.

Friday, oh Friday. Friday was for lie-ins (not to be confused with lions – totally different). Friday was for a few more goodbyes, for ice cream with old flatmates. For going to BESS and buying a new diary so I can pretend that I’m still a student next year. For popping into the office to say a few more goodbyes. For collecting my Honorary Life Membership to the Union. For Grad Ball.

Oh Grad Ball, oh Grad Ball. Possibly the best night ever; possibly the worst. I’ve never been a fan of saying goodbye to people (who is?), regardless of whether I’ve talked to them on a daily basis for the last four years, or only occasionally, so there was a lot of emotion in the air. In spite of all that, it is undeniably a huge amount of fun – even if it does pass so incredibly quickly. And the last song? Our enduring memory? Well, it couldn’t be anything other than Mr Brightside now could it? Of course not. Dancing about like an idiot one last time to the song that has followed us through our university careers with some of the most important people from that time. Perfection.

What could possibly follow this? What could make it better? Well, I’ll tell you: some of Mel’s blueberry gin; then going to West Sands to watch the sun rise and then going for a wander to the pier. That is how you make an evening like that even better.

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Te ad gradum Baccalaurei Scientiae, cuius rei in symbolum te hoc birretum impono

Erm… So… Erm… we did what?

Oh yeah… WE GRADUATED!

Te ad gradum Baccalaurei Scientiae

For better – or for worse – I am no longer a student [note to self: update about me…]  It was a pretty incredible day – as I am sure it will be no surprise – although the actual moment is a bit of a blur. I remember being at the side of the stage, then I’m kneeling on the graduation desk having latin spouted in my face (I got the whole latin spiel*, being the first alphabetically, by degree, to get a BSc) before being tapped on the head by the graduation cap and having the hood dropped on my shoulders. That’s it – I am a graduate. Win?

Much more exciting than the usual interesting (but ultimately dull) honorary graduates we surely got the best one possible. Yup, I graduated with Sir David Attenborough. Can it get any better than that? I don’t think so.

Prof Patterson’s (head of bio) introduction – if a little unnecessary – was wonderful and the laudation address was one of the most enthralling things I’ve ever listened to (excluding his talk the previous evening…).

After the ceremony is one of my favourite of the St Andrews traditions – the new graduates join the academic procession from Younger Hall and walk down the middle of North Street into the Quad. And this is where it happened – I met David Attenborough. And got congratulated BY HIM on my degree. Amazing.

The rest of the day was a blaze of garden parties, eating and drinking. All in all a pretty special day.

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That is a very rough, basic, not too informative guide to what happens at graduation. And a quick thanks to my parents for these photos, I was a little too busy to take them.

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*If you are so inclined, a little research (it’s what we do, don’t you know…) the latin spiel in question is “Te ad gradum Baccalaurei Scientiae, cuius rei in symbolum te hoc birretum impono”.

First Few Days

St Andrews, from St Rule’s Tower

And so I’ve now been back for a few days I hear you enquire ‘what have you been doing?’ Well… erm… mainly just eating and drinking, to be perfectly honest… Well and checking a few things off the bucket list.

Cous cous – so good they named it twice…
The Bell Tower

To quickly summarise Saturday: it was miserable weather and so instead of going out to do things we had a long lunch, went for coffee, then a quick jaunt to the pub (or two) and then back to make dinner. And I’m not even joking. Unsurprisingly this lead to us being a little too full and in need of a late evening digestive walk.

Luckily Sunday turned out to be a much better morning, meaning there was enough time for a quick trip to the cathedral. This, apart from the obvious enjoyable factor, served nicely as part of both the photo challenge and my bucket list – as I’d never climbed St Rule’s Tower before (despite having lived here for four years – that organised). As luck would have it this made us perfectly on time – OK, ten minutes late – for lunch with Kat at Mitchell’s, which was as gorgeous as expected.

The Cathedral
Looking up the inside of the tower
Looking out over town

The pier
The double tower

And as if that wasn’t enough fun for one weekend, we’ve only reached Sunday evening. Scary a time as it may be, I’m now thoroughly looking forward to it!

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The Week of Dooooooom

Perhaps that’s a bit of an overly theatrical title, but it will fit the part.

Once again the seasons have rolled around and somehow Graduation week is almost upon us again. This is the third time I’ve been around for this incredible, if not somewhat bizarre, week but this year there is something different about it – it’s me that’s graduating!

To celebrate this slightly unusual week the aim is to have a series of short blog post, rather than one big one at the end that will take me a couple of weeks to get round to writing. As a picture says a thousand words, I will try and get a brief glimpse of the week through the lens.

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