There’s a saying that ‘if you remember the sixties, you weren’t there’. This is very probably also true of Staff Bar where I spent an inordinate amount of time (under others’ influence for sure), but I’ve got some very fond and vivid memories of CREES – its intense commitment to research, its cutting-edge external speakers, the real sense of staff-student camaraderie, and the genuinely active and influential community that the CREES conference brought under one roof. Some memories are less serious – Dave White’s apoplectic reaction to the exclusion of a question on parties from the G12 exam; students’ concerned approach to me after a lecture in which I had sipped Red Bull (they mistook it for beer); Erica’s sock obsession, and my transformation into General Lebed at one particular CREES conference are particular highlights. These experiences were no less life-moulding for that. As many other alumni here attest, CREES changes you. It springboarded my academic career and has given me a bunch of friends/colleagues who are always a joy to catch up with, even though these days that is as likely to be Boston as it is Birmingham.