I see the kids off in the morning and head to work. There's plenty to do as ever, but in a way it's nice to be getting on with getting things done. In the evening I find myself alone, as K is out at her dressmaking course again. I make a little dinner and plonk myself down in front of the television (as is my wont these days) and do a little catching up on the blog.
At eight University Challenge comes on and I busy myself with attempting to hit ten correct answers during the show. Amazingly I manage to get the first three in a row right (I don't remember all of them, but one was about Benjamin Zephaniah turning down a knighthood). On a roll now, I score a barely believable 20 correct answers during the half hour - something I'm sure no one contestant on there actually managed. If only I'd been in any way involved in academic student life during my time at Royal Holloway maybe I could have competed. Having said that, I don't think that a Media Arts student could have got anywhere near that team no matter how clearly genius-level his trivia-based intellect was.
Dad calls up afterwards and I regale him with stories of my televisual academic accomplishments. He is satisfyingly impressed.
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