'There's just one problem.' 'What may that be?' 'My parents expect me to support them now I've graduated. I think they might freak if they find out I've taken a low paying job in Oxford.' My family looked forward to my return with an Oxford degree with the same fanatical anticipation that crazies in Jerusalem reserve for the coming of Christ. They had fantasies of me descending through the clouds on a silver jet, with a pocket full of platinum cards that they could charge to their heart's content.