My only obvious problem (apart from chronic overwork) was that I kept receiving emails from Joy Pickles, the Registrar’s paramour in the Admissions Office, informing me that potential philosophy students were intending to come to the university and would come to see me for interview. Each time I emailed back that there would be no undergraduate philosophy courses in the future so there was no point in the students visiting. After the fourth of Joy’s communications, I was tempted to be quite sharp with her, but I remembered in time that she had a powerful protector. So I realised that discretion was the better part of valour and I sent her another emolliant email. I continued to persevere with my theological colleagues and tried to have lunch with them every day in the Senior Common Room. I did not feel I was making much progress. They were polite, but distant. Magnus, on the other hand, was a delight. He was as morose as ever. He insisted that his Hebrew class was a nightmare.
What do You think about The Campus Trilogy (2011)?
