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GRADUATION
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26th June 2003,
Cambridge
The auspicious
day when I got a degree. They'll give one to anyone these days, you know...
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Philip Wood BA Hons (Jazz Hands)
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He can pout too.
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Graduating means we are now well and truly in da Cambridge hood. Jen
demonstrates.
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Me, Dan and the huge tree in Old Court.
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The massive.
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And again.
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"You work for three years and they don't even bother to give us a decent
certificate? Charming!"
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Family James in front of the Senate House.
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Look, kids, Santa's had a shave! Actually, it's Sir Roger, Master of Pembroke,
processing away ...
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Dan and Anna, thinking they're at a film premiere.
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Sherer, Helen, me and Matt
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After months together slaving in the library, me and Suzy finally made it ...
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The Staffordshire intelligensia
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Philip is in training for a future naval career. Or maybe he accidentally
got some superglue on his fingernail.
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Me and the Vicey, Pembroke's dynamic duo.
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©
Ben James 2003
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