Beer cellar

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Beer cellar

At the time, my time at Queen's meant nothing - we were 18, had just left home and this was our new world...we never really thought it was anything special (wasn't everyone doing what we were doing?).  With hindsight, it was such a great opportunity to be introduced not only to a world of study (so great I never left it!), but also to be put in situations that provided me with a confidence to tackle anything that came my way - be the first women to do something? Why not?? Start up a club or organisation because there wasn't one? of course! Cope with a dinner talking to world experts in their fields while negotiating 5 sets of silverware and 3 glasses? - no problem!  But most of all meeting and learning about different people and my opinion being listened to and valued - that is the biggest thing going to Queen's gave me - it instilled a belief that we all mattered and that we had something to contribute and that there were no limits.
 
My object is not really an object but a place - the Beer Cellar...the scene of many a darts club victory, infamous College discos, and generally just meeting up with friends.