We all made the train this time, all 23 of us, unlike on the way up when Ahmed missed our train to Manchester by a whisker. After two intense days at the British Conference for Undergraduate Research at Manchester Metropolitan University, we were tired and looking forward to getting back to London and beyond. But there was still time for celebrating. Aiysha produced a cake to celebrate Ahmed's birthday, which we'd all missed the day before. Poor Ahmed, not only had he missed the train but his hotel room in the 'Palazzo' splendor of the Britannia Hotel was closer to a prison cell: no windows, a bed. We had the whole train carriage singing happy birthday so that he was properly embarrassed.