FOR the last few days around my sink area there has been this rather biological smell. I'd attributed this to my ski boots, but after investigation I found my 5KG bag of white potatoes that I bought on the day I moved back. I'd never really know why they were called white potatoes, when they are a kinda yellow colour - but I can say for sure, these potatoes WERE white! Still, I shaved the fluff off and made jacket potatoes out of them…..ok I didn't really!
  LAST night at 2:30am we had a fire alarm. So for the guy on Rawson 1 who's food preparation managed to set the alarms off - get some cooking lessons mate! At least practice during the day! While I'm talking about Rawsoners, I have an apology to make. Last week I mentioned Amy's name. Amy has told me off about this, so I'm sorry Amy, and I won't mention your name again.
  WHILST looking around at what big name acts other Student Unions have, I came across the Greenwich University Students Union page. Under their News page, I found sub headings for: News Archive, General News, Campaigns News, Sport & Societies News, Union News, and Website News. It seems the only thing they lacked was News About News!
  ON Sunday I learned that my concept of "shortly" is totally different to British Rail's. I was on the last train to Guildford on Sunday night, and we got to Clapham Junction where the engine that powered the lights broke down. Obviously not wanting to strain our eyes, BR then pulled that train from service, and said the replacement would be with us "shortly". It then took a very very cold hour to get a new train out of the yard so we could continue our journey! If it took an hour to get it from the yard, how long would it have taken to get one from somewhere else? "Soon"?!

  OVER the past few weeks, Battersea Rawson has been invaded by a hoard of foreign killer ants…. well, maybe not killer, but it's a bit disconcerting when little black dots start appearing all over your loaf of bread. They're apparently called Pharaoh's Ants, but are fast becoming known as Egyptian Pants on Rawson 2. Appropriately, the sign on our kitchen notice board now asks residents to "report all sightings of pants to the housekeeper"!
  SO how many of you went to the Toga Party on Friday? For many it will have been the initiation into the bizarre Surrey tradition of theme nights, and what a good introduction it was! Seven of us made our way (rather quickly - it was cold!) to the Union, dressed in identical blue togas, golden sashes and ivy leaf head gear for one of the best nights out so far this year. Unfortunately, most of the Freshers on my floor don't seem to be able to comprehend the obsession with dressing up - ah well, I've got just over a week to persuade them that they ARE dressing up for Drag and Fetish Night, no excuses.
  SPEAKING of kitchens (well, vaguely) brings me onto the subject of our cleaner, affectionately known as "Cleaning Bloke" by my floor. He seems to have an unhealthy addiction to the soundtrack of Twin Peaks - after Neil left his tape in the hi-fi during the first week, you can now hear it blaring out of the kitchen every single weekday at 10am, without fail! He also insists on piling our nine chairs up against the radiator as soon as he arrives each morning - not a problem unless you're in the room right next door, where the radiator links directly to the one in kitchen. The result: reverberating bangs around my room (and it's not me, honest…)! Maybe next time we have a fire alarm they should send my cleaner in, then I'd certainly wake up!