Perran was staying with Carenza at Oxford for a couple of days and I drove over to catch them both for lunch.
Not only had I not seen the twins since Easter, I also wanted to remind myself of the amazing halcyon of sunshine and socialising that follows Finals.
Unfortunately there appears to be a fly in Carenza’s ointment. I arrived just after she returned from hospital with a sprained ankle.
“How did it happen?”
“Well, I was just coming out after the History Dinner, and I was wearing heels, and I came down this step.”
“That step there? It’s not very big is it?”
“No, but there was darkness and I tripped on it.”
“You tripped up on darkness? Well all I can say is, I’m relieved to hear it had nothing at all to do with alcohol.”