Mumford Muscles From Brussels: LIVE Stream!
I wasn’t able to make it to my graduation ceremony, due in small part to my inability to adhere to my University’s totally unnecessary Don’t Be Late Rule, but I suspect perhaps due in far larger part to my inability to adhere to it’s draconian No Nudity In The Library rule. Pfft, ‘taste and decency’. Whatever.
And so, forced from the grand celebrations and banished from the bosom of academia, I joined the other ne’erdowells in the adjacent room and settled down in front of the ageing box to watch a live stream of the ceremony. We sat alongside relatives and watched as our names were read out by respective Deans and scrolls accepted by respective friends with a collective sense of relief and enormous euphoria. And as I looked at my shamed, sobbing parents I comforted them with the words, "Don’t cry, it’s only a TV programme". The other rejects were moved to their feet and united in applause – it was singularly the greatest moment of my young life; even my Mum was forced to acknowledge the remarks rapier wit with a slight smile… Just before she administered a devastating left-hook. Touche ma Mere, touche.
Moral: Don’t drop your denim for a fiver in the anthropology aisle of a library.
Ahh, another valuable life lesson learnt the hard way. But I did also learn that watching live streams of pretty awesome events that you were unable to attend in person is pretty, well, awesome, and to that end, may I excitedly inform you all now that that is exactly what you can all do tomorrow when the Sons’ show in Brussels will be streamed LIVE at 8:45pm via the massive minds at ABtv! Live and direct! Right HERE!
Watch it! S’gonna be a good’un!