Mark had a mobile number for the spooks and called the next morning, partly to find out if they'd been round and partly to reassure them he was still there if they had.
"Hi, can you give me some information about the course I'm on at uni in Nicosia? Should I be registering now?"
"No idea, mate, I'll check with London. What I do know though is that shitty music you were listening to last night will fuck up your brain!"
"It's called being young, something you wouldn't know about!" Mark teased.
"Bloody glad too!"
'So am I', thought Mark.