Dave arrived in lectures looking rather the worse for wear this morning. He confessed that he had been up until the early hours of the morning with Adam Kay (who seems to have managed to achieve some sort of détente), Gareth Kennealy and a bottle and a half of vodka. He was suffering from the terrible experience of sobering up and gaining a hangover whilst awake.   More fun was to be had since he, Vicki and I had a tutorial straight after lectures. Dave sat very still and tried to avoid answering any questions. His downfall came when he was asked to draw a graph on the board (after Vicki and I had already drawn the two easy ones). As Dr. Brouard put it, "You're a bit slow today, David. Here, have some pens squire". After Dave's confused attempts to first comprehend and then answer the question, Dr. Brouard took pity on him and changed the question so that Dave's answer was right. It's good to have such caring tutors.
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