St Andrews memories

[vivdunstan]

Waking up very late in the afternoon, and my brain's conjuring up memories from undergraduate days in St Andrews with Martin. Huge range. Sheltering together in Hamilton Hall one wintry night around midnight, while Chattan's full student population waited for a bomb scare to be cleared. Wintry misty walks near the castle and the cliff top walk past the cathedral. Thumbscrews for me during a ghost tour, plus spooks jumping out galore. Martin walking with me to the bus stop in South Street, where I'd get the last bus of the night back to Bogward.