Libertas, Aequalitas, Civitas Totius Mundi

I ache for the Dorothy Luckhurst Arse Dance to be performed in Klute, preferably by Rod Liddle.

South College opened only last year, so I have never been in it. But Oswald the owl was already a good sign, and now this.

Every Department had a touch of it, of course, and the Theology Department had more than most. But it was in the Colleges that God's Own University was magnificently, well, was there even a word for it?

And after far too long an interlude, it appears that in all her finery, my beloved Old Durham is in the process of being restored.