Ah, well my tenure was slightly longer. Just not long enough to complete my degree there :lol:
Tunure !!! Degree !!! I think there's been a slight misunderstanding here...
When I say I went to Oxford, I only meant that I went there to deliver some computer equipment when I worked for Ferranti, Me and old Reg the van driver had to deliver some crates of gawd knows what as we weren't allowed to open them and anywhere we went with such consignments we were always escorted my two MPs (Military Police).
Anyway back then I was into Ska (The Specials & Madness etc...) and used to wear these big Doc Martins and bleached denims & braces and of course the obligatory skinhead.
Trouble was when we were guided to the entrance of the old building where the stuff was to be delivered these two old Professor types came out one dressed in a white lab coat and the other in what looked like a batman cloak, they stared at me and I stared at them then one of them went over to the MPs and said something.
One of the MPs came over to me and told me to get back in the van and he would help old Reg move the crates inside. Never found out what was actually said, but that was my time at Oxford, short but memorable...
(It was a ruddy 14 hour drive there and nearly 20 coming back cos old Reg kept nodding off...
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(PS: I did get an A+ in my O'level Woodwork though... hence the reason I became a brickie...
