Founder's Day

Another year, another Founder's Day. Described by one College teacher of note as "a third rate village fete", it's not something I usually loook forward to. This year, I had much to do (well, I say that, it sounded like a lot).

1. Prepare for and then actually do a debate on "This House Woudl admit girls to Dulwich College".

2. Sort out Law Society stand

3. Do concert.

4. Try not to get too bored in between times.


So, I arrived with Dan far too early and prepared both sides of the debate. It didn't take too long, the only tricky bit was getting into the library to use the marvellous resource that is the internet. Having got all that ready, I very quickly got the Law Society stand together (ably assisted by Chris Vilvaraj). Ok, it was put together very quickly and not very professionally, but it looked OK (which is what we were aiming for).

Then began the "tying not to get bored". I didn't succeed, enough said about that. Anyway, then we had the debate and, by virtue of a coin toss, we were opposing the motion. Somehow we managed to beat Jack Devlin and Tom O-Reilly (supposedly the best debators at the College) despite the fact that Dan nearly fainted and I had to do one of his speeches for him. I think I was the only person there that actually went to a mixed school (although Dan may have done), so I was able to impersonate someone who actually knows what goes on (which caused Tom to, I hear, mutter "But he was only 10"). Anyway, we won, which is the important thing.

Then we had a longer period of trying not to get bored until the football started. When it did, myself, Vilvaraj and various other Union people retired to the library to watch the match and.... no, I won't say that, people could be prosecuted. Anyway, a little way into the second half I got a call from Sarah saying she was outside, so outside I went for a chat with her, t'other Sarah and Philip Parbury, who turned up eventually. That was unexpected, but excellent.

After we lost the match (surprisingly, I didn't care that much. Something must be wrong...) I headed over to watch the "rock" bands perform. I'm not going to say anything about their quality, for my personal safety, you understand.

When that was all over and done with, we had the concert. It was OK, in parts, and absolutely awful in others (mentioning no names, pieces, sections or groups). When it was all over, Sarah and Sarah reappeared, with Helen bounding (yes, I think that's the right word) along. What followed as a long chat about various things (which shall not be spoken of by me), and Julian Bubb-Humphreys (and if it's spelt wrong... I could care less) doing his usual camp routine (and challenging one of the Sarahs). Somewhere along the line, my family left the area and went back to the car, before remembering that I wasn't with them and summoning me. Thus ended a better than usual Founder's Day (all down to the company, you know).