Son-of-Furtheron is now Son-of-Furtheron MPhys (Hons) ! :-)
We had a trip to Wales to see my son, his girlfriend and their friends graduate. S-o-F also won one of the top prizes the department give out for outstanding academic achievement or something - he has worked immensely hard to get what he has.
It was a gloriously sunny very hot day - most unlike Wales! All his friends had a great time, his dept took great care of us laying on a nice reception with plenty of food. Also for the first time we got to meet his girlfriends family, we all lined up for a big photo, us on one side and her family on the other and my son suddenly said "Hang on what is going on with this photo?" realising the likeness to the regular "new family" photo taken at weddings... it was a lovely lovely day finished off with us all having a lovely celebratory meal back at our hotel before the new graduates went off to the pub for the last time with all their friends.
They have found a flat to rent in the Midlands that is really nice and now PhD research awaits both of them later in the year.
Today I had a completely separate and different life afirming moment. I was very nearly in a very very serious car crash. I'd just joined a dual carriageway I regularly use, accelerated up to speed and pulled into the outside lane to pass a lorry when I saw police lights flashing ahead in the nearside lane - this dual carriageway has no hard shoulder, the police car was pulled in on the curb about 100 yrds back from a broken down car. Now I saw the lights and slowed, the lorry on the inside of me carrying loads of oxygen etc. gas cylinders did not. The policeman was out of the car near the back as the lorry violently swerved too late to avoid - it hit the car about 1/3rd in the back totally wreking it, then now tipped up on two wheels went straight into the barrier and onto the central reservation (luckily very wide at this point) by now it was onto it's side with gas canisters flying all over the shop and came to a rest about 200 yrds further on.
I can't believe the policeman wasn't killed, somehow he'd lept to safety. The gas didn't ignite and the driver of the lorry climbed out. It was some seconds before I stopped shaking and got out of the car and spoke to the policeman who was himself very shaken. 2 hours later they turned us all round to drive back off the road as the fire brigade and others worked to make the lorry and it's cargo safe and another hour to drive back to home the slow way which would normally still only take 15 mins or so, the traffic was gridlock for miles around. However... I'm still here to tell the tale and give my statement to the police - I was very lucky literally a second of two earlier at that point and that lorry would have taken me into the reservation with it. Holy Cow is all I think to say... just glad everyone was pretty much ok, the lorry driver was taken off to hospital but nothing serious mostly shock I believe and neck pain which given how he must have been thrown about in the cab is amazing it wasn't any worse.