Today was the official opening of the University's new library by Her Majesty the Queen.
I was up there on the first floor balcony, a position befitting my place in the hierarchy.
Not quite good enough for the ground floor, but fortunately not relegated to the seventh!
It suited my personality to be in the position of observer, with a bird's eye view of proceedings.
No need to curtsey - phew!
There is a whole book to be written about today: the nuances of interaction between the Great and the Good; the shuffling for position; the attention-seeking; the absurdity of it all.
The actual "opening" was... sudden, and perhaps slightly unexpected?
As if Her Majesty decided she had somewhere else she would rather be... if only her husband would stop joking around with the lads!
And she's off! On her own, leaving behind the men in suits.
A round of applause, please?