How To Pass Exams

My Dear Princess & Dear Fellows,

This is a raspberry slice, it's kind of a thing here. I remember when we went to visit Lisa's mum back in 2001, there was much fanfare over the raspberry slice. Like it is reserved for special guests or something.

Perhaps when you visit, I will buy you one.

Not much news today. I told Lemon about Caro's university days to pass the time. Desperate for something easy to pass, Caro took "Feminist Literature" in her final year. She told me that the lecturer managed to RUIN "The Lion, The Witch & The Wardrobe" for her by insisting it was all about sex.

Apparently when Lucy pushes her way through the fur coats in the wardrobe she was metaphorically errr... pushing her way through... well, you know... fuzzy places...

I've said too much.

Was CS Lewis really thinking about that, when he wrote that bit? 

Dirty old beggar!

Lemon told me she had a similar, but rather more cynical lecturer during HER days of higher education. 

"If you're ever given the opportunity to write criticism of a piece of literature," advised her lecturer, "ensure you tie everything back to sex. You are bound to get a pass. Works every time."

"The day of our finals," Lemon went on, "and the essay question was to criticise a short piece of writing. The piece was about a snake wriggling in the grass, and I could feel my whole class going 'YES!' in unison."

"I got a pass," she concluded. 

So a valuable lesson for you there EMP, as you begin your journey into higher education. Everything you are forced to read from, "Huckleberry Finn" to "David Copperfield" is actually RUDE.

As for the rest of you, feel free to criticise my piece of writing today. I'll be interested to see what you make of my raspberry slice.

S.