lunchtime discourse

Discourse was just the starter.

I envy you such an opportunity to have breakfast in an Oxford college (I'd have pretended to myself that I was there by right) but I'd have had it without the tomato, yogurt and black pudding.

That's exactly what my companion did - pretended we had a right to be there when we didn't.

You looked like academics, and that, obviously, was enough.

I'm supposed to be in St Albans, but the weather either didn't read the forecast or did and changed its mind. Tomorrow, perhaps.

He WAS an academic - a student there in the 80s. But the free breakfast was meant for workers involved in the mayday operation, and we weren't.

You should have come to Oxford instead. Very spring-like here today.

That's good enough, provided you returned your tray to the Clearing Trolleys.

Wrong time of year for Oxford. But the forecast for Hertfordshire for tomorrow is good.