Sunday, 30th November, 1997 Flat Five gets jet lag driving from Shropshire to Oxford. Most odd. Monday, 1st December, 1997 Work, work, work. Tuesday, 2nd December, 1997 Work, work, quantum mechanics class, work. My sherbet addiction returns. Chris goes to Fifth Avenue. Wednesday, 3rd December, 1997 Last minute work rush. Cold tutorials. The joys of NMR. Thursday, 4th December, 1997 Practical and Christmas dinner. Not simultaneous. That would have been a disaster. Friday, 5th December, 1997 The last day of term. More practicals, more drinking. Saturday, 6th December, 1997 Chris Seward's birthday party.
			The characters and situations in this diary are entirely imaginary and bear no relation to any real person or actual happenings. Any resemblance to such things is coincidental, or just for humourous effect. All names have been chosen to implicate the innocent.