Exams, exams, exams. It feels like everyone's finished but me. I've still two more to go. My exams started at Easter because I had a couple of subjects from last year to repeat. I went into the exam hall early for the first one because I got the time wrong. I got chatting to the Invigilator and he seemed a likeable enough chap. Unfortunately, I mistook his level of laid-backness. Grin on face, I asked if he had the answers in addition to the question papers.
He did a double, no a quadruple take and answered very gravely - No, oh no. We couldn't do that.
I started to explain that I was only kidding but there was no way back. He looked around him to see if anyone was listening in on us. Was I a plant? Was this a test? A test of his invigilation prowess?
- I mean, he went on - I mean, we don't even have the answers here. They wouldn't give us the answers. They'd be back at the college. So, even if I could, I couldn't... not that I would.
I swear to God, I got some invigilating done to me for the whole of that exam.