The who? THE WHO!

Sorry, had to mention this... I have noted, by my cunning powers of observation that some people i am closely related to, are, to put it mildly, Who-aholics ( Hey say that fast, sounds like a rude word starting with a "b") I digress, what was i saying, oh yes... So on Wednesday afternoon i had the need for a cup of coffee. Unbeknownst to me, who-aholics have branches the world over and i happened to walk in on one of their clandestine meetings. It so happens that most of the senior staff in the Pharmacy Faculty are covert who-operatives. I know this will delight those who i shall not name (In order to preserve the underground movement of course) . Funnily enough the one particular chap has an uncanny partiality to photography too Well all I can say is... the who? "she runs away being pelted by tomato's and rotten eggs, the sound of boo's echoing in the dark and smoky passage. The crowd could not believe one so young would make such an inflammatory statement"