It was my first day of PhD induction today, so I got to have a look around. It’s stunning inside, with wonky windows and bare brick walls and a sweeping wooden staircase and views of the canal. I wasn’t surprised to learn that it won a RIBA award for architecture in 2006.

There’s something unsettling in the wording of the building’s regulations though: “The consumption of alcohol is forbidden, unless under academic supervision.” I’m 30 years old! How strange to be told I need to be supervised when drinking – and specifically by an academic.

Incidentally, it also feels weird that there are lifts elsewhere in the college that, as a student, I’m not supposed to use. Last week I was a grown-up, but from today I can no longer be trusted not to swig vodka at my desk or press the alarm button between floors.

Still, in return for giving up my adult status, I get to use a beautiful building and I don’t have to pay as much council tax, so ner.