Dozens of students of a variety of ages, all wondering if our mortar boards would slip from our heads as we proudly walked across the stage to shake hands with the very grandly garbed vice-chancellor.
At 56, I was one of the oldest graduates, but none the less proud of my achievement. I was lucky that my daughter and son-in-law were able to share the day with my partner and myself, but, sadly, due to a confusion over dates, my parents and brother were unable to attend. Between us we have plenty of photos and a short video to share with them, so at least they'll be able to see some of what went on.
The univesity orchestra played beautiful music, creating a splendid ambience for everyone. Most of the faces were smiling, it was a very happy and proud occasion that we all shared.
So ... it's the end of one epoch, but thanks to my first class award, I shall be able to embark on my next academic journey courtesy of a bursary to cover the entire costs of the three year PhD. I'm so lucky:-)
Not many photos for you, just a few to give you a little taste of my wonderful day.
