Having been scattered to the four winds, the old residents of Weir are slowly reassembling within the stone corridors and rooms of the institution, alas a much depleted crew. The House seems to contain an extraordinary number of freshers, most of whom are at present eagerly looking forward to the Registrar's talk in the Common Room this Sunday evening. While it is improbable that Mr. Desborough will be able to attend, the newcomers are unlikely to find the proceedings of the evening, entirely without interest. Though this year's freshers look reasonably pure and unspoilt, those that survive the evening's entertainment should not take long to graduate into the particular type of dehumanised (but highly intellectual) brute that Weir is noted for.

The para heading is used to show that we display more versatility in the matter of pursuits than we are normally given credit for. Unfortunately the only cultural activity stirring in the House at the moment is the formation of this year's Haka Party. This however promises to be exceedingly worthwhile as there is a particularly large contingent of recruits from the freshers, and while it will take leader Alan Ward a few weeks to get the members coached to the highest efficiency, there is little doubt this year's mob will suitably uphold the noble traditions established by their predecessors.

(Other cultural pursuits will be reported in subsequent issues if and when we find something cultural to pursue).