For reasons best known to others, I received word recently that the Senior Common Room of St Chad’s College, Durham – one of my almæ matres – had invited me to join its ranks. Naturally it is a great honour; naturally I indicated that if elected I would accept; naturally I have accepted. The Principal has very kindly expressed the hope that I might appear from time to time at High Table, so prepare yourselves for future columns written on the 14.30 from King’s Cross, with an overnight bag and a rolled-up gown stuffed into the luggage rack.