Fuddland

Wanted urgently: air-fresheners of all varieties, or failing that, some of that Vicks Vaporub-like stuff Agent Starling puts on her upper lip to block the stench of the corpse in The Silence of the Lambs.

I’m doing my weekly Maths Help drop-in session in the Student Learning Centre. Due to the rain [which is actually very welcome, melting all the dangerous ice that made walking and driving pretty hazardous over the last couple of days — until the fallen rain all freezes tonight of course] and the steady flow of people walking in to the building with wet shoes, the carpet is throwing up a quite revolting stench. To add to the discomfort, in a bid to air the place out all the doors have been jammed open — so it’s smelly and cold. Human suffering at its very worst, I’m sure you’ll agree.

I’d better not have any actual people to help with their Maths problems as well — that’d be the last straw.