I always sit in the second row of any lecture I attend. Specifically, the second row 1-3 seats right or left of the dead centre.

I perhaps dread nothing more than dreariness. I can manage stress, I can quell anger, I can allay jealousy, but boredom remains an elusive..

Let’s face it, St. Andrews has a lot of pubs. Some are good, some are bad, and some are so bad one worries about its clients.