Well, I’m sure that Pawel tried his hardest Claire… Has he told you about the time that he sang ‘Milkshake’ by Kelis in a pub, or the time that he did the YMCA dance at the Student Union in front of about 300 people (same night..), or the time when he was kicked out from a club for falling asleep, and somehow ended at a bhangra club, when he had intended to go to a strip club? Oh, happy days..

This week has been too social by far, and I’m tempting fate by going out tonight. As Andy recorded, I managed to get completely ruined on Tuesday, being reduced to a giggling wreck by about 9pm. I couldn’t even order a cocktail called ‘Fraggle Rock’, so Andy had to do it for me. Not in a good shape.

Being the trooper I am, I went out on Wednesday and Thursday nights as well - it’s only polite - and managed to retain my somewhat fragile dignity. Our housemate Paz, however, was another matter: falling downstairs was a classic, and sitting in our Student Union Council’s first meeting of the year saying, in a stage whisper “I’m really drunk” was another.

Alcohol, when will you cease to cause amusement?

With that, I stop, as I’ve promised some people that I’d go for a few drinks with them.