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[bedlamsbard]

So today I got an e-mail in my school e-mail that started off like this: "As the loose-bowelled pigeon of time swoops low over the unsuspecting tourist of destiny, and as the flatulent skunk of fate wanders into the air-conditioning system of eternity, I'm sure you'll notice that the academic year is drawing to a close."

The University of Leicester School of Archaeology and Ancient History, y'all.

It was about finding postgrad tutors for next year's seminars.