Actually, not a Fail at all, but a Huge Big Pass! For today I graduated! Four years of reading and thinking, and 285 pages of agonized prose later, and I am officially Dr Fran. And that called for a celebration.
It also called for £50 for gown hire.
Well, what can you do? I won't be doing another PhD, not in a hurry. And my very kind mother forked out for the celebratory meal afterwards. I can also report a minor frugal victory. One of our party refused her after-dinner mint, so I of course snaffled it. That means, together with my own mint, I now have TWO PIECES OF CHOCOLATE for future consumption. This may later be of the utmost importance.
On reflection, I probably should have delayed starting this project for another two weeks. I have not yet moved into my new accommodation, so there is still a lot of travel to pay for, not to mention the impending nightmare which is removal costs. I also have a most irregular week ahead, which I shall blog about in due course. But there is a lovely symmetry in starting with the day that marks the end of one period of my life and the beginning of this new one. And besides, I promised.
So here it is:
Lunch (in which I also fed my mother)
- 2 x bread rolls from the corner shop = 30p
- cheese and salad leaves with dressing (bought a few days ago - no cost today)
- packet of vegetable crisps = 65p (my mother fancied them)
- pint milk = 55p
- petrol = £4
- bus fares = £2.60