Thank God I do't have to go through that again

Finishing Uni this year will have one extra silver lining, which until this morning I had completely erased from memory.








No more will I have to endure the mental torment that is the student finance form. That indignity is now going to befall my younger brother for the next four years.

Like all government forms, it's filled with needless questions and pointless sub-sections designed to confuse even the most hardened of administrators. Not only do they want your name, date of birth, inside leg measurement, favourite Culture Club record and hamster's maiden name, but inside the 423-page booklet you have a myriad of needless questions. I've absolutely no idea why student finance need to know if I'm a member of a religious house of order, but no doubt that information is vital to the eighteen civil servants whose job depends on that very question.

That's one of several things I can't say I'll miss about the higher education system.