Concerned

Sirs,—There are two things in this world that I detest most of all and which in recent weeks have caused me some concern.

They are breast-feeding and knitting, especially during lectures and tutorials (or even in the library or caf).

I must be quite honest and say that I have seen very little breast-feeding around the campus—but it still disturbs me somewhat. However, one must agree that with the increasing number of female student pregnancies at Vic. it seems likely that this facet of social contact will increase (not that I expect male students to become p, though some of the wide flying "beer pots" one sees around the place make me wonder!).

However, this brings me on to knitting which one can see in great preponderance during lectures. It churns me up, right down deep, to see these little freckle-faced, be-spectacled and suede-coated "Madame Defarges" hunched up in their chairs (ready for the lecturer's execution) knitting pink bonnets for their children or bed socks for "the old man." and occasionally jotting down a gory note or two, on to their wool and needle stained lecture pad.

Sirs, I say stamp out breast-feeding and knitting in all universities: they are the scourge of our society and the distraction (or perhaps extraction) of all.

One thing in its favour, though—if all female students each knitted two jerseys, six pairs of socks and seven bonnets this year, they might help solve "Kiwi Keith's" wool surplus.