Life was hard for a student back in the 1940's. Here, my Dad recounts the events of a particular day and gives insight into his life as a self funded student as well as a look into Dublin society at that time. It is interesting to me writing this over seventy years after that I too enjoyed afternoon tea in the same room in the Shelbourne Hotel. For me, it was as guest of one of my beloved daughters, as memorable an experience as that of my Dad in 1947.