Brush with Royalty

It was Australia Day and Prince Charles came to visit the uni. He spoke patronisingly to the small child next to me, and all my photos came out as hip shots. But it was fairly exciting really. I wanted to collect the whole set, but the Queen decided to visit Norwich right when I was in an exam, and I never happened upon any others.

In the evening we went to the LCR, Tuesday nights were themed and that week was 'Sun, Sand and Surf' or something vaguely Australian. A whole stack of us pulled out our Aussie tattoos and paraphenalia, dressed up patriotically and headed off to dance the night away. They played an occasional Australian song for us to yell along with (there were 20-odd Australians studying at UEA at that time, and we could be pretty loud), plus other beachy things. It was pretty ridiculous seeing people wandering around campus in bikinis and thongs/flip flops/jandals in the middle of winter, but that's drunk people for you.