Monday 13th April 2026
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Merton disciplinary measure declared unconstitutional

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The Merton decanal team has come under fire over an amendment to its disciplinary measures.

The amendment comes in response to what the College perceives as an increase in the number of students smoking in their rooms.

An email sent on Tuesday from Merton’s Deputy Principal of the Postmasters (Junior Dean) to all JCR and MCR members stated, “The College takes this matter very seriously because smoking creates a fire hazard and a health hazard, for you and also for all the people living in the building.

“Owing to this increasing number, we have decided to be extra vigilant to this matter, and also to change the discipline measures; a smoking offence will now attract on top of the fine a four week ban to the college bar and the next bop, and on repeat offences can lead to students not being offered college accommodation in the future.”

According to some students, this change to the disciplinary measures runs contrary to regulations set out in the College handbook.

Particular
objections were raised at the fact that the JCR and MCR presidents had not been consulted in advance. Article 26.2 of the handbook states, “Any proposed amendments will be discussed with the Presidents of the JCR and MCR and reviewed and approved by Warden and Tutors’ Committee and Graduate Committee.” 

In addition, article 28.7 of the handbook states that suspension from college premises and facilities “is a precautionary and not a disciplinary sanction, and may continue during the investigation of any such allegation and any subsequent disciplinary proceedings”.

One student, who wanted to remain anonymous, told Cherwell, “Clearly they are trying to use it in a disciplinary way. We also dispute that a bop is a college facility. It’s a JCR-run event, the only way they could justify that move would be by banning people from use of the Sports Pavilion [where Merton bops are held] at all times.” 

Jonathan Thacker, Senior Dean at Merton, said, “Smoking in rooms is an issue that the college takes very seriously as it is a fire hazard. The measure reflects the increase of such events being discovered in college rooms this year, and it is based on a course of action which has proven effective in the past in various discipline contexts. 

“It is not, however, a suspension from college, as described by paragraph 28.7, it is a restriction to the use of college facilities which is covered by 28.3, ‘The Principal of Postmasters and the Deputy Principal of Postmasters are empowered to impose fines up to and including £250 and to restrict access to College facilities.’”

Daniel Schwennicke, Merton’s JCR President, commented, “I was surprised by the increased penalty on smoking in College accommodation, as I had expected that the JCR would be consulted about the problem in advance. While smoking indoors is completely unacceptable, the College’s decision is disproportionate and unprecedented. Additionally, there are substantial doubts about its legitimacy with respect to College regulations, any amendment of which must be discussed with the JCR and MCR Presidents and approved by several College committees. The JCR intends to fight restricting offenders from the college bar and bops, and a first meeting with the Principal of Postmasters has indicated that our concerns will be heard.” 

Chris Pike, OUSU VP for Welfare & Equal Opportunities, said, “As a student union we believe in the fundamental principle that students and their representatives (in this case, their elected common room officers) should be consulted on any changes of this nature.

“I have no issue with action being taken to prevent students smoking in their roomsIt is, however, often the case in scenarios like this that proper discussion between students and the college will solve more problems than simply using threats of harsh disciplinary action.”

Hertford Bursar recreates candidates out of Lego

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The Hertford College Home Bursar, Dr Andrew Beaumont, has created representations of all the Oxford West and Abingdon candidates out of Lego.

Dr Beaumont, who has a doctorate in Modern History and describes himself on Twitter as “a benign Lego obsessive”, made the figures during his lunch break after getting campaign literature and thinking that all the candidates “looked a bit the same”.

The electoral candidates met their Lego counter-parts during a Radio Oxford constituency debate.

So far, the reaction has been positive. The incumbent MP, Conservative Nicola Blackwood, told Cherwell, “Although I’m not known for wearing neck tie, Lego Nicola has fabulous blonde mane – DBeaumont gets my vote for innovation and light relief in the middle of a very hard fought campaign.”

Mike Foster of the Socialist Party was equally impressed, saying, “The Lego figures have been one of the highlights of the campaign for me, and seeing the article on the BBC website gave me a good laugh. When we hear the election results hopefully none of the candidates will go to pieces as easily as their Lego counterpart can!”

Sally Copley, the Labour candidate, was also pleased with her likeness, telling Cherwell, “My kids were impressed when they heard about it, but less so when they saw it! I quite liked it though.”

The Lego MPs are the latest in a line of projects undertaken by Dr Beaumont. He has also recreated the famous Bridge of Sighs in Lego, which was featured as part of the College’s open day events for access and outreach. This was followed (due to popular demand) by the Hertford College Chapel.

 

Other interesting projects include homages to Harry Potter, the Rocky Horror picture show and “the life of Vladimir Putin”, as well as a “more inspirational” version of the criticised “Lego friends” range, which instead features representations of important contemporary female figures such as Ruth Bader Ginsburg and Maya Angelou.

Regarding the election mini figures, Dr Beaumont told Cherwell, “The election mini figures which you’ve seen have been really popular, but they were honestly made in about five minutes on my coffee break last week, and I had absolutely no idea people would like them so much.

Several of the candidates have asked to keep them as lucky mascots. I’m considering this.”

Dr Beaumont has also disclosed details of his next project: the front façade of Hertford College, which would be up to five feet long and contain around 20,000 bricks – hopefully ready in time for the University open days in July.

When asked who he’d be voting for, Dr Beaumont replied by saying, “I’m not telling you my voting plans, although I think my Twitter feed might give it away a bit.”

For more designs, Dr Beaumont has an impressive
Twitter feed displaying his most interesting projects.

Students complain over Christian music event during finals

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In an emergency motion on Sunday evening, Exeter’s JCR voted in favour of complaining to Oxford City Council about the Love Oxford 2015 event, a concert hosted by three churches on Broad Street that morning. St Aldate’s Church, the Christian Life Centre Oxford, and Headington Baptist Church were the event’s organisers.

The event was advertised as an “open air service”, and 2,500 people took part. There was praying, preaching and singing, with the event starting at 11am and finishing at 12:45pm. However, students reported noise starting from 6am.

The Exeter motion noted the inconvenience to students and the early start of the noise, saying, “Oxford City Council was irresponsible in allowing this event to go ahead in a residential part of the City Centre.” The Exeter motion passed with 14 votes in favour, three votes against, and three abstentions.

The JCR resolved to mandate the President to send an email to the two City Councillors for Carfax ward as well as to the Council’s Environmental Services, describing the noise as “ear splitting” and stating, “I do not know how this event was granted a Undergraduate licence.”

Sam Slater proposed a motion to Exeter JCR stating, “Oxford City Council was irresponsible in allowing this event [Love Oxford] to go ahead.”

The proposed email further stated that “students from at least seven colleges (Exeter, Jesus, Lincoln, Balliol, Trinity, Hertford, Wadham) were affected.”

It ended by saying, “I strongly recommend that in the future it is moved somewhere else and the organisers are told to keep it quieter to avoid significant disturbance when people are trying to revise.”

Sam Slater, who proposed the motion, told Cherwell, “The noise started around 6am, when they were setting up the stage, and got very loud at around 9am when the soundcheck started. It was then pretty much constant until 1pm.”

Slater continued, “The single-pane windows, as well as the doors, were rattling because of the bass, and the singing could be clearly heard in the library too. Many students were studying for finals, others were trying to work, and History students were trying to sleep.

“It was irresponsible for the council to license the event for two reasons: firstly, the noise was completely excessive; and secondly, it is essentially a residential student area in exam season. We believe1 that College was given no prior warning of the event. The reason we put the motion to the JCR was to let the Council know of our complaint so that in the future students in the area can be at least consulted first, or else the event can be moved to a more appropriate venue. Also, one suspects that had this been your average rock band wanting to hold a gig on a Sunday morning they would have been instantly blocked by the council.”

Alice Nutting, a third year undergraduate at Exeter College, told Cherwell, “My finals start in two weeks and the noise outside woke me up early. It also made it impossible for me to revise. My windows and door were shaking. Broad Street seemed like a completely inappropriate venue in light of the noise disturbance; the music was unnecessarily loud.”

Slater reported, “A few of us who complained on the Love Oxford [Facebook] page on Sunday received cards in our pidges from one of the attendees. She says that she wasn’t an organiser, just an attendee, and she felt very bad when she heard that they had disturbed us. A very nice gesture, I think.”

Trinity College is also holding a motion at their upcoming JCR meeting to give the JCR the opportunity to formally express their dissatisfaction with the disruption caused by the Love Oxford event.

Trinity College JCR President, Eleanor Roberts, told Cherwell, “I have received over twenty written complaints about the Love Oxford event.

Overall, these reflect a dissatisfaction with the lack of consideration given to the hundreds of students living in close proximity to the event, and especially to those finalists whose work was disrupted for the majority of the day. The noise, lack of warning and intrusiveness are all subjects of complaint.

“In light of this, we hope to support the work of College to stop the event being held in a similar manner next year.”

The Love Oxford committee commented, “The event has moments of complete silence: this year a moving minute of silence to remember victims of the Nepal earthquake and to pray for their families. It can be also be joyful and exuberant as the crowd celebrates their life together. So Love Oxford can be noisy, but no noisier than the Oxford student balls of which residents receive notice at this timeof year, always asking for understanding as their noise rocks through the nights.

We do regret any inconvenience caused to our neighbours and ask for their understanding as we all try to live together in unity in our city.”

Oxford City Council did not respond to Cherwell’s request for comment.

Fashion Matters

In March, Dior made headlines for choosing Rihanna as the face of their new campaign. According to Rihanna, “It is such a big deal for me, for my culture, for a lot of young girls of any colour”. I guess it is. She is the first black spokesperson for Dior, ever.

But Rihanna’s appointment is not because she is black. She is a pop star and sex symbol whose face and body are already admired all over the world. She has worked for Armani. She has been graced with CFDA’s muchcoveted Fashion Icon Award. Even Anna Wintour has admired her “incredible style”. So, of course I am delighted that Dior have managed to see past her skin colour, but this hardly means that they have thrown open their doors to non-white ideals of beauty.

Rihanna is the exception, not the rule. Vogue UK has not featured a non-white woman on a solo cover for 12 years, and that’s despite Cara Delevingne being featured twice. As for the argument that there are not enough non-white models, that’s “BS” according to Jourdan Dunn. If designers want more non-white models in a selection, they only have to ask. Yet when it came to the 2015 Spring catwalk, 79 per cent of models were white. 79 per cent white, and 21 per cent everything else.

As Olivier Rousteing, director at Balmain, said a few months ago, “What the fuck, you put just one black girl in to make sure you’ve ticked a box? Like, do you go to London, to Paris, to New York? I think you see as many black and Asian people there as white people. Fashion wants to be modern and reflect the street and talk to people but at the end of the day they just talk to themselves.”

The industry keeps sending the message that Caucasian features are the norm, and everything else a deviation. It is a message received across popular culture. When Kendrick Lamar states in his new single, ‘The Blacker The Berry’, “My hair is nappy, my dick is big, my nose is round and wide / You hate me, don’t you? / You hate my people, your plan is to terminate my culture,” it is as if he is daring the world to look at him as a black man and tell him that it likes him.

But it can’t do it, not as far as Lamar is concerned. And not in fashion. Let’s face it, if River Island wants black mannequins, they produce Caucasian models in black, not mannequins with flat noses or afro wigs.

The industry needs to construct new beauty ideals. To become truly multicultural, rather than appropriating or attempting to fit black models into white fashion, we have to stop categorising women in such limiting terms.

In the words of Marlene Dumas,

‘It’s not the babydolls I want

nor the Amazons. It’s everything

mixed together to form

a true bastard race.’

Now that would be a catwalk.

The poet as performer

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How often do the highest compliments we can think to give poets and authors liken their writing to speech? Phrases like, ‘This writer has found his voice,’ or, ‘That writer speaks to me,’ have been so blunted by overuse that it is very easy not to notice the assumption they are predicated on: that the spoken word is more compelling than the written one. I think this is because we associate speech with performance, with joke telling, story telling, drama and mimicry. All of these activities demand our attention in a more immediate way than words on a page ever could, even though they may not necessarily entertain us more when they have it.

In A Short Introduction to English Poetry, James Fenton wrote, “Some decades
ago, it was considered bad form, in the world of poetry readings, 
to do anything that smacked of performance. That poets had once performed their works, chanting them in a manner which approached the bardic, was held against them. It was showing off. It was inauthentic.” Yet James Fenton is the poet as performer par excellence; in his work he reconciles poetry to song, the cousin from which it had grown so estranged by the middle of the twentieth century. In the manner of Byron via Auden, he writes for the ear more than for the eye, yoking together the most improbable rhymes for the sake of rhythm.

His poem ‘In Paris with You’, which has received the dubious honour of enshrinement within the AQA GCSE anthology, rhymes ‘Champs Elysees’ with ‘sleazy’, ‘wounded’ with ‘maroonded’, ‘embarrassing you’ with ‘In Paris with You’. The anarchic playfulness with sound on display in this poem does away with sense altogether in others. Take a look at ‘Here Come the Drum Majorettes’. “It’s the same chalk on the blackboard!/ It’s the same cheese on the sideboard! It’s the same cat on the boardwalk! It’s the same broad on the catwalk!”

This is the kind of poem which should be in GCSE anthologies, because it cajoles us into doing away with all those sanctimonious assumptions about poetry which school burdens us with: that is has to mean something, that it has to have themes! On the contrary, when did anyone demand the same of music? Breaking Fenton’s poems down into tricks and devices only does so much. It only explains how they are so enjoyable, not why. They demand we acknowledge that, like good music, there is something inexplicably, senselessly pleasurable about the way they sound.

Christian Richter: unearthing a past of architectural genius

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After stumbling upon Christian Richter’s photographs in the plethora of procrastination that is the Internet, I felt compelled to approach him to find out more about what lay behind these intriguing imges. The vibrant colours and almost illusional perspective made for fascinating viewing. It was his ‘Abandoned’ portfolio that gripped me the most and which provided the basis for our conversation.

Richter grew up in the German Democratic Republic, but after the reunification of Germany, he was able to explore further afield. He unearthed an abundance of timeworn, dilapidated buildings which he first explored without a camera. It was only a number of years later that a friend passed down an old digicam, having replaced his own, that Richter fell in love with photographing these mysterious architectural relics. By October 2011, Christian had an online presence, sharing his work with plenty of appreciative viewers.

Enthralled by the reality that lay beyond these photographs, I quizzed Richter on why he had chosen these edifices as his subject. While the buildings were for the most part barren, occasionally he would uncover, for example, a magnificent staircase – a feature of these houses that he is particularly captured by, as his portfolio illustrates. 

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Among the tumbling down facades and blistering wall paper, Richter discovered staircases that were spiral, square, asymmetrical; some still standing in all their glory, others derelict and impassable. Some of them act as a palette of colours, a spiral of yellows, greens, oranges, and deep reds, while for others the most enticing feature is their geometry, the angles, the alignment and lack thereof. The discovery of these unique staircases were some of the most rewarding findings for Richter. 

It is important to note that for every abandoned site worth capturing, the photographer must visit many, many more places and spaces; it takes a lot of hard work and exploration – something that those who are merely presented with the final product take for granted. Photography, though an enjoyable outlet for artistic flare, is no easy dalliance. It requires vision, skill and determination.

While enjoying the aesthetics of the images at face value, I was intrigued as to what had compelled Richter to capture this sense of abandonment.

He informed me that he had been struck by the neglected work of architectural genius from the past, by “the pattern and texture of decay – it reminded me how everything is im- permanent”. I can see how one can be lured by the ephemeral nature of architecture – the corrosion of the physical product as well as the transience of style – and Richter’s shots capture just this.

It is undeniable that Richter is highly adept with the camera. His images explore angles and arrangements in such a curious way so as to make some look almost like an optical illusion.

His use of doorways, crevices and crumbling floorboards provide the perspective, or lack thereof, to make some of his images far more complex and stimulating than most two-dimensional images.

The temporary nature and vulnerability of these architectural time capsules is emphasised when Richter informs me that after the locations are publicised on the internet, the buildings are often demolished. As a result, he is wary of sharing the actual locations of his subjects in an attempt to preserve of them what he can.

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Looking into the future, Richter plans to travel around Europe and continue adding to his ‘Abandoned’ portfolio, unearthing more shots of decay and architectural transience, as well as working on his collection of landscape photographs, which are similarly breathtaking. One can only look forward to seeing Richter cultivate his portfolio as he delves further into the depths of Europe’s architectural antiquity. 

What is most striking about Richter is his sheer modesty. His photography is his passion, not merely an exercise to pay his bills and fund his travels, and this is apparent in the manner of his response, in his humility, and in his genuine gratitude for my compliments which are surely well deserved. 

In the words of Christian Richter himself, “Greetings with tea in the cup”.

PPEist becomes PM

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Yesterday’s General Election saw PPEist facing PPEist in a close-run campaign.

Ted Miliband is well known for his tenure as Corpus JCR President and OULC co-Chair. David Cameron is relatively unknown by comparison, notable for being captain of the Brasenose Tennis Club, and rumoured to have spent his time with members of controversial drinking society the Bullingdon Club.

More recently, when one commentator compared the Old Etonian’s Bullingdon antics to the London riots of 2011, Cameron told the Today Programme that, unlike the Bullingdon Club’s debauched evenings, the riots were “very well organised…looting and stealing and thieving.”

Ted Miliband has lost out to Brasenose rival David Cameron before, scoring a 2:1, while Cameron achieved a First. Cameron’s tutor, Professor Vernon Bogdanor, described him as “one of the ablest” students he has taught.

However, Miliband has the more impressive hack credentials, while one university friend, Steve Rathbone, suggested that Cameron was not keen on student politics because “he wanted to have a good time”.

Another friend, James Delingpole, described him as a “normal 19-year old” who is “likeable and fun, with not an ounce of (apparent) political ambition in his bones”.

Miliband, by contrast, has proved his insatiable passion for activism by demonstrating against Corpus Christi’s proposed 27 per cent increase in battels. As JCR President, he led around 50 JCR members, sporting t-shirts bearing the slogan “Blood from the breast, not from a stone,” chanting, “27 is a joke, not an offer!”

The reputation of both candidates pales in comparison, though, when compared with the BNOC status of LMH English student Michael Gove, whose time as Union President was characterised by scandal and notoriety. Gove graced the pages of this newspaper time and again during his time as Union President, making headlines including ‘Union hacks in five in a bed romp shocker’.

Both Cameron and Miliband have been quizzed about drug-taking, and Miliband appears to have kept his nose cleaner, both literally and metaphorically.

When asked about how well qualified he was to dictate drugs policy, he told an audience of 16- to 24-year olds, “I haven’t taken drugs. I’m not in favour of decriminalisation, for example, of cannabis, because of my reading about it – and I have read about it.”

Cameron has been less up front about his relationship with drugs. He has declined to comment on whether he was almost expelled from Eton for smoking cannabis, or whether he partook in cocaine while at Oxford.

Number 10 is no stranger to PPEists: if Miliband becomes Prime Minister, he will be the fourth PPEist to do so after Cameron, Harold Wilson and Edward Heath.

Despite generating so many political success stories, PPE has regularly come under fire as a degree choice.

Journalist Nick Cohen expressed widely held reservations in the Spectator, saying, “PPE essay crises are the perfect preparation for politicians who will distil a complicated society down to a few slogans.

“Above all, the flightiness of PPE encourages puppeteer politicians, who stand above their society pulling the strings, rather than men and women who represent solid interests within it.”

Commentator John Crace, writing in the Guardian, explained why so many politicians have ascended to office after graduating from Oxford with a PPE degree, writing that the degree gives students “a talent for having a firm opinion about absolutely everything regardless.”

Interview: Bill Oddie

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Anyone who has witnessed Bill Oddie’s passion for nature, or watched the personable and wonderfully erudite wildlife presenter in action, might be forgiven for thinking that he could never really have been anything else. But such a role was not the natural end of a career that began with comedy sketches in a university amateur drama club. While most young people will recognise Oddie from such well-loved programmes as the BBC’s Springwatch and Autumnwatch, his career is really a tale of two halves, and “the comedy years”, as he laughingly refers to them, made up a considerable period of his life.

He was at Cambridge at the same time as John Cleese and Michael Palin, and later become part of the comedy trio ‘The Goodies’, whose humorous sketches delighted audiences throughout the 70s.

When I mention that ‘The Goodies’ came rather before my time, he admits that the realisation that he is now known predominantly as a wildlife presenter has been “a terrible shock as the years go by. The wildlife bit of it was quite specifically a hobby, and always had been since very young really.” Despite this early fascination with nature, “doing wildlife programs was not an ambition at all, it was an accident, really. I honestly can’t remember the exact details.” Some of his earliest enterprises, however, were Wild Weekends; a series of short episodes set in London, not far from where Oddie was living. “I suppose [these programmes] set off a reputation amongst TV people that I knew something about wildlife. I think it was very important for my confidence, because I’m sure there was a bit of opposition to it in the early days, a certain amount of natural history snobbery – ‘He’s just a comedian, he doesn’t know anything about it.’ It took a long time to get to the greatest hits.”

Once he had made it, though, Oddie was unstoppable. Three series of Birding with Bill Oddie were followed by another three of Bill Oddie Goes Wild, before he achieved arguably his greatest successes with Springwatch and Autumnwatch. I ask if, despite having apparently completed the transition from comedy to wildlife, his skills in the former overlap into the latter. “I think they do a great deal, on all sorts of levels. I think that’s a really good question because I don’t get people recognising that and understanding that quite so much. It’s improvised acting a lot of the time; actually, I sometimes feel that they don’t recognise the strength of that either.”

It’s perhaps his capacity for improvisation that accounts for a self-confessed pet hate in wildlife documentaries. “Nothing pains me more,” he says, gesticulating in exasperation, “than watching clichés, and cliché presenters and cliché voiceovers. If I see a presenter walking towards camera, obviously either reading the words off an autocue, or repeating something that’s actually a script, plus using all the usual natural history gestures, or reporting gestures, I can’t stand it, I get so annoyed about it. Let’s have a bit more originality and relaxation and being genuinely natural.”

At the heart of the individuality that distinguishes Oddie’s style of presentation is his ability to immerse the viewer in the scene. As he puts it, “The birdwatcher is part of the programme.”

One heart-warming anecdote illustrates what he means, “One of the nicest accolades I ever got was a letter from an elderly lady. It said, ‘I’m 80 now, and I’m very much housebound, but last Friday you took me for a walk.’ It was just lovely. And I thought, that little phrase encapsulated an awful lot about the job satisfaction that you can have – you could see exactly what she meant. And I thought, ‘Thank you, that’s as good a review as I can get, because that’s exactly what I’m trying to do.’ I take the camera for a walk, but the camera is you.”

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Perhaps one of his most remarkable successes is the popularisation of bird-watching, helping to erode its associations with eccentric, retired colonels in plus-fours wielding enormous binoculars, or even so-called ‘twitchers’ – people who race up and down the length of the country in order to catch a glimpse of a recently-spotted rare bird. “I think it’s settled down [now] – there are plenty still like that, to be perfectly honest, but I think there’s room for it now. It’s alive and well and why shouldn’t it be, because it’s just people who like birds, and that’s fine!”

But just when everything seemed to be going so perfectly, Oddie was suddenly axed from Springwatch in 2009. Tentatively, I press him about his relationship with the BBC. “That’s always terribly dangerous,” he chuckles. Was he ever given an explanation as to why he was sacked? “‘No, not really. The nearest I got was just a really waffly explanation, ‘It’s a number of things’. I can’t even remember who said it now. But I wasn’t called into a bloody great committee – I wish I had been, in a way, because I’d have had lots of people to cross-question.” One possible reason he puts forward, though, is a crippling paranoia at the BBC following ‘Sachsgate’ the infamous incident in October 2008 when Russell Brand and Jonathan Ross left multiple lewd and offensive messages on the answer machine of actor Andrew Sachs. Following the incident, Oddie claims, anything controversial had to go. “There is no panic,” he says, “like a BBC lawyer’s panic… I’ve always had an abrasive streak, I would own up to that, and I think in that autumn I was more abrasive than usual. Perhaps that had something to do with it.”

But what Oddie was not aware of at the time was that he was in fact suffering from bipolar disorder, or manic depression as it was formerly known. The latter term has become rather non-PC in recent years, but according to Oddie, it provides a rather accurate portrayal of the condition, “Manic depressive – I always thought that was pretty good, because that described what it was! One minute you’re depressed, the next minute you’re jolly.” I ask if it’s something that he’s struggled with all his life. “I mean it didn’t hit me at Cambridge, fortunately, but loneliness was certainly an element. As anybody who’s been to university knows, it’s perfectly possible to be part of a larger institution with thousands of people and still feel incredibly lonely wandering around in the middle of the night thinking, ‘There must be something going on.’ But I was lucky, because I had lots of activities. I had the Footlights stuff, I played a lot of sport, and so on and so forth.”

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Surprisingly, Oddie believes that his work and his depression are largely unrelated, but that it has in fact contributed to his creativity as a presenter. “The manic side of bipolar can be very creative. It can also be very dangerously over the top. But for a while, it can give you great energy and imagination. I think I was very fortunate that my manic side is not extreme, it’s not dangerous. The plus side is that I can work under pressure and never even think of it as pressure.”

He is perfectly prepared to admit, though, that he sometimes becomes irritable with people. He has courted controversy in the past with his political views, claiming in an interview last year that the size of British families should be restricted to help control population rise, rather than tougher immigration laws, and calling the British “a terrible race” which he is “ashamed” to belong to. With this, and the large sign on the outside of his house saying, ‘Vote anyone but the Tories (and UKIP and Labour)’ in mind, I ask him what is the most important issue for him in this year’s General Election. His answer is typically robust. “The most important issue is not an issue. It’s a quest, a necessity, and that’s to get rid of the Tories, and get rid of Cameron. It’s been a disastrous couple of years from the wildlife and the real countryside point of view.”

I can sense the agitation building as Oddie expresses his utter contempt for the current state of British politics. “I’ve never known the reputation of politics and those connected with it and those financing it and benefiting from it to be so riddled with lies and corruption in my lifetime. I wouldn’t blame new voters for saying, ‘But I don’t feel I can trust anybody, so maybe I won’t vote at all!’ I don’t know whether that’s a tragic thing either, but I do know that truth comes very high, and of the people I’ve seen talking, it’s perfectly possible that whoever gets in will renege on whatever they were going to do.”

I can tell that a genuine anger lies beneath Oddie’s friendly, slightly avuncular exterior. While vociferous in his opposition to environmental policies such as fox-hunting and the badger cull, he clearly feels a much deeper disillusionment with politics, and the choices available to the country. Oddie’s view of David Cameron is simple: “I just hate the bastard. Nobody’s going to blame people for making a change if a change is obviously required, but please, let’s just have a bit of honesty. And I don’t trust Cameron and his crowd at all. I’m sure there are some good people, but…” He tails off, apparently overcome with sheer exasperation, and after a few seconds looks back up at me, all charm and jolliness again. “You didn’t go to Eton, did you?” Happily, I’m able to reply to the contrary.

Bill Oddie is a fascinating man, whose talents extend far beyond the realms of TV wildlife presentation. His huge success is testament to both his insuppressible passion for wildlife and his strength of character. While his appearances on our screens have become less frequent recently, I am sure that Oddie will not be leaving the public spotlight any time soon.

Bill Oddie is speaking at a documentary-making conference at St Hilda’s College on Saturday 16th May. For more information and tickets visit www.st-hildas.ox.ac.uk/st-hildas-documentary-making-conference-16-may-2015.

Life as a hoarder: thinking inside the box

Suitcases, bare walls, an obscene amount of cardboard and ‘Safestore’ sticky-tape: it’s moving day and I feel a little bit sick when I think about what we have to do today. We’re about to transfer everything we own from one place to another. Sounds simple. Obvious. Except for when you think about what that actually means.

As I sit here waiting for the removal men to arrive in their portable warehouses, I can’t quite believe how much stuff we have. Old stuff, new stuff, half-forgotten-about stuff, that we’ll be lugging from this house to the next, and probably to the one after that. So why do we feel the need to cling on to it all?

Now, I’d be the first to admit that both my mum and I suffer from mild HD (hoarding disorder). For us, it’s mentalities such as, “Oh but so-and-so gave me that for my birthday ten years ago,” and, “I’m sure if I shrunk this a bit I’d wear it again,” that stifle the voice screaming, “But we have no room!” amongst the folds of my old baby blankets. That aside, I refuse to believe that we’re just weak-minded people with minimal will power. There, I said what all you minimalists out there were thinking. So humour me, while I try to explain away the two (make that three) industrial storage units we have rented to stuff with childhood keepsakes and auction-worthy furniture. Here we go then: the science behind the storage; the sense behind the nonsensical.

While I wait for my credible source (Chrome and Safari et al 2015) to load, I hope that the studies I’m about to come across are called something equally as cheesy as the title I’ve given this very article. I wonder how they would go about collecting this kind of data. I imagine white-coated lab technicians examining some other-world “me” equivalent as she sorts through boxes, andhow they would ask her to rate her attachment to each item out of ten, before collating the results and dividing each by the amount of time that has passed since that item counted as being part of the present tense. Or something like that. Although it does not offer me answers to my Google question, “why do people get emotionallyattached to stuff ?”, ‘Miss Minimalist’s Blog: Self-help for Hoarders’ presents a striking conundrum for those of my persuasion. “Imagine that the place you live is suddenly struck by political unrest or natural disaster. Could you walk out the door and leave everything behind?” I think back to when our house flooded and Mum waded in to save some old sweaters. I scroll down and decide against completing the survey entitled ‘Are You Irrationally Attached to Your Stuff ?’. The ‘Purpose Fairy’ cannot help me magic-up an answer to my madness either, but does offer a helpful motto for those hippy-hoarders out there, ‘Love Everything, Be Attached to Nothing’. Going for a more medical approach, the article ‘For the Love of Stuff ’ steers me towards the diagnosis of ‘Terminal Materialism’, but I really don’t think my instinct to cling onto things is driven by a desire to show off how much stuff I own. Believe me, most of it I would never dream of showing anyone (Primary school Sports Day certificates for the coveted prize of ‘Tried the Hardest’ – I mean, hello?).

No, that definitely wasn’t it.

To my disappointment, there seems to be no mathematical formula to explain my indecision when it comes to my belongings, but my internet hunt does seem to come to one, overwhelmingly scientific, conclusion: we’re human. Well, duh, you might say, but I can reason with this grand discovery. Despite the efforts of time’s numbing effects, there are some items that no amount of tape and years will make seem old or irrelevant.

Fast-forward through the move itself – when the box-numbering and furniture allocation system crumbles; you fail to piece together the cut-and-stick IKEA kitchen correctly; and the local Costa is cleared of its entire caffeine stock. Fast-forward through all of that to the traditional take-out pizza and bottle of wine amongst your very own cardboard fortress – the only bit of the day that is guaranteed to go as planned. This is when you look at each other and say, “We did it, yet again. Move number seven!” and you do the selfish internal gloat that you’re escaping to Oxford the next day for the Trinity eternity of Pimm’s and sunshine that is your illusion of a summer term without exams. This is when you tear open the box next to you in a desperate search-and-rescue mission for the corkscrew and find your Grandad’s binocular set staring back at you.

Suddenly, you remember how he used to “bird-watch” and offer commentary on his findings, making up names of birds for you as you sat next to him on his striped deckchair, your little feet not yet grazing the graveled floor. You remember how you were none the wiser to his little game and how to this day you swear that, somewhere out there, there really is such a thing as the lesser-spotted bird, the ‘Featheroo’. You turn to each other; smile together; and for that brief moment he’s with you again.

Rewind back to the present and I’m still sitting on the floor of my empty bedroom. My phone goes and it’s a text from Mum, “We’ve left the storage units. On way to you. Need coffee.” I make my way downstairs and nudge the kettle on. As it boils, I see the shadow of bright yellow, shiny canvas rolling up the drive, the green hedges tickling its sides. They’re here. And, shit, I still haven’t stripped the beds.

Dissolving the science/arts divide

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 A new 3D printing technique allows solid objects to be created from a pool of goo within minutes – working up to 100 times faster than current models. Sound like science fiction? Well that may be because the scientists behind the technology have revealed that the idea was inspired by a scene from the film Terminator 2 in which a killer robot emerges from a puddle of liquid. 

The technology, developed by scientists at the University of North Carolina, uses a combination of light projections, which solidify the liquid, and oxygen, which inhibits solidification, to create the desired shape. The technology is set to revolutionise 3D printing, being the first technique which could realistically compete with the traditional manufacturing process, and it all started with an abstract idea in the mind of a filmmaker. 

Investigating further, I discovered that a numb e r of technologies were imagined in the arts years before science made them a reality. From the Star Trek communicator which inspired the first mobile phones to the novel The World Set Free which inspired the world’s first nuclear chain reactor, the examples are endless. Most excitingly, for Harry Potter fans at least, scientists are currently investigating how metamaterials can be used to bend light around objects – opening up the possibility of a real life invisibility cloak. 

These metamaterials are artificially engineered to interact with electromagnetic waves in ways that natural materials cannot; leading to bizarre optical properties including the ability to make objects appear invisible. Although it probably won’t exist in the immediate future, applications of the research include the use of such materials to aid complex surgery by being able to ‘see through’ organs, and the idea of active camouflage for military use. Without invisibility devices being described in fictional works such as Star Trek and Harry Potter, this branch of research might not even exist. 

Of course this is by no means a one way process. Scientific advancements and individuals are being given increasing coverage in the arts with recent films such as The Imitation Game and The Theory of Everything offering people a glimpse into scientific advancements past and present and the lives of the scientists behind them. In fact, this represents a wider change in the way that science is presented to the general population. A century ago, newspapers didn’t even feature science or health sections and as far back as 50 years ago scientists who engaged with public communication were seen as “second-class scientists, doing a lower form of work”, according to Declan Fahy, author of The New Celebrity Scientists. With popular science at its peak, books, articles, television programmes and radio shows are all written and broadcasted with the aim of engaging the public by making science clear, interesting and relatable. After all, it’s our public taxes which fund the majority of scientific research and the public who will be affected by its progress. Whether or not you think it is good, science has now infiltrated the arts and media in an unprecedented manner. 

The blockbuster Interstellar is perhaps one of the best examples of a successful interplay between the arts and science; the film’s premise was motivated by space travel, and contributed to our knowledge of black holes. The special effects team fed pages of equations modelling black holes into their rendering software, creating what are thought to be the most accurate images of a black hole to date. Although some relativistic effects were ultimately removed from the film in order to keep it symmetrical and more aesthetically pleasing, the original images have already been used in two scientific papers. 

Even though we may not be able to agree on whether 9ams or essay crises are worse, the arts and science divide is not all that significant. Not just that, but the separation of the two could endanger both fields – taking away big ideas from science and exciting concepts from the arts. In the words of Jules Verne, the French writer who has been credited with first envisioning air and underwater travel, “Anything that one man can imagine, another can make possible”.