It’s my birthday not long after I arrive. Some of my new friends give me Absolutely Live by The Doors. My girlfriend A. comes down from home. We’ve been together for about two months. She’s made a montage for me, (she’s an art student) with drawings of sinewy Earthsea dragons and contact photos of me, and her, and her soppy black spaniel Jasper, who I’ve rather taken to. She has quite possibly ridden down on the B-roads on her Honda 70. She’s my first ever actual girlfriend and though having an actual girlfriend is kind of massive, I am distracted, semi-attentive.