I remember an early-edition j4 doing remarkably well under light needling at a party on the Botley Road. The logic of your rather Oic-curious position at the time led you to agree to some surprising propositions about an intrusive personal God, but you stuck to your guns and I for one welcomed an interesting conversation.

One of the things I miss about student life is being evangelised by enthusiastic freshers. The south London Jehovah's Witnesses aren't nearly as fun. But we will not go again or ape an ancient rage, Or stretch the folly of our youth to be the shame of age."