GRAD BALL!

We crossed our fingers that the rain forecast would be wrong, and scuttled down to the union to get a bus to Southampton. In the end there were too many of us, so we had to wait behind for another. We entertained ourselves by taking self timer photos next to Winchester School of Art signs.

We arrived and were whisked off to the funfair by the people who'd gone on the earlier bus - they were all extremely excited. Went on a spinny-up-and-down-and-round kinda ride. Every time we went up my dress flew up into my face (and Tom's). Then bumper cars. Pose had her fight face on.


Free champagne stolen liberated from the VIP room courtesy of Peter meant I only had to buy one drink all night. Pixie Lott was average, as expected. Shappi Khorsandi was alright, but she started early so we missed most of it. In general, we stuck to the disco room, and danced like complete idiots to songs from freshers.