My name is Sebastian Bauer and this is my confession. I first met Morgan in college. I was only 19 and hadn't lived away from home and suddenly I was packed up and bundled to a large, sparsely furnished room, with its own huge ceramic sink which made do for a freshen-up wash as opposed to making the 25ft trip to the large bathroom with a copper nozzled shower attachment and a toilet. No. The sink would do for the armpits and the hair and inevitably the trip would be made on occasion for a shit.

The room was just a mile from the college grounds. A lovely walk down the canal with benches. A place to go and have a sit and figure out a plan for this new upheaval.

I must admit on entering the college gates for the first time I was addled with fear. A deep churning