In an hour, my father and I are attending the high table dinner in Wadham. This has been my first occasion to wear the Scholar’s Gown that Alex and Bryony gave me – and which I am entitled to wear instead of the normal graduate student gown because of being a Wadham College Senior Scholar. Between the longer and fuller bottom section and the broad sleeves, I felt distinctly wraith-like, walking around on this chilly night at the end of November. I will readily admit that wearing sub fusc is rather better when you feel ghoulish as a result than when you merely feel self-conscious.
Either tomorrow or Saturday, my father and I will head off to London, on our way to Istanbul. Hopefully, we will have the chance to see Sarah W, while we are there.
[Update: 10:00pm] Sorry to have not been writing more interesting things lately. I have been utterly sapped of energy for days now, partly on account of a still wildly erratic sleep pattern. The last time I can recall feeling genuinely energetic and sharp in thinking was back on the 21st or 22nd. Hopefully, that will change before I get to Istanbul.
Many thanks to Robert Shilliam, my college advisor, with helping so much in the arrangement of the high table dinner for my father and I tonight.
Apparently, the Hall will be closed next term for re-roofing. A shame.
It is incredible to see dad and you together all decked out and half way around the world! Milan, that garb really looks sophisticated and I think you should wear it with pride. It was nice of your friends to give it to you. Hope the dinner was great.
It’s good you managed to get your father to dinner. It’s a common gripe amongst Jesus scholars (particularly those with partners) that we aren’t allowed guests.
Ben,
Neither am I.
He was my college advisor’s guest.