Unfortunately, of course, the QM being a student union, the steward at the door asks us all for photo ID, just to ensure we're not axe-wielding maniacs or something, I guess. And, not having a driving licence or nothing, I'm left standing like a complete tool, wondering if I can be arsed running back to the flat for me passport.
So MJ, in a moment of inspiration, reaches into her bag where she's carrying the HB of VELLUM which she's currently reading, points at picture on back, points at me, and says, Will this do? And they actually let us in. If I'd tried it meself it would have been immensely sad. But as it was, it was just funny. Cool in an absurd, I-can't-believe-we-just-did-that sorta way.