It was still dark when I woke up this morning. We’ve started pulling out jumpers and scarves, and there is an unmistakable crispness to the air. Yes, my dear readers, it is finally autumn.

Today was the first day of term, so now I can say that I am a second-year PhD student. It sounds so much more legitimate and real than I actually feel. But I have a desk of my own now. It’s mine until I finish. I start teaching a medieval tutorial in a couple of weeks. How more legitimate and real can I get?