High Hall - ahhh that takes me back
I was in 3-10 in 1990...well for a term or two before I dropped out, anyway. Lec Eng and I parted company when I realised I preferred working live event PA's in the Guild and drinking a lot more than academic life. I went back a couple of years later onto a different course, older, wiser, and did some coursework, popped out in 95 with a degree.

But, I'll never forget my morning march down from High round the lake, feeding my soggy toast to the geese outside Mason Hall. Or the mass of snow we got up there one year.

Best of all - was it ever tried, I don't know, but urban folklore has it that if all of High Hall flush the loos at once, the water hammer effect is enough to momentarily overspill the bogs at Mason, thanks to the hill and sewer pipe layouts. This can only be a good thing, as trendy types get accepted into Mason. Only bitter scum like me ever get to stay in High...
( 0nyx, Tue 22 Jan 2008, 18:21, Reply)