Those who know and care about the Northern Gentleman might like to know that as of about midday, he is now a Doctor of Philosophy. He appeared for examination in a very cool linen suit, looking considerably more elegant than anyone else involved in the enterprise, and proceeded to display both cool and sang-froid to a marked degree (aided in this by the thrifty policies of the University of Aberdeen, this is Saturday, and so all the heating in the building had been turned off). Cool? sang-froid? Hah. We were all bloody freezing. But despite that there was an elegant defence of an extremely able thesis, and now it is all over, and congratulations are in order.