One of the National Humanities Center's most endearing features is that at the outset of the year, you're given your own mug, with your name on it, which (providing that you've remembered to bring it into the kitchen the night before, so that it can be washed) is hanging on a hook, waiting for you to put coffee in it in the morning. This morning ... when we turned up, all the mugs were facing the other way - logo outwards; our names towards the wall ...
I'm always very suspicious of April Fools' Day, expecting someone or something to trip up my gullible self. But this was a brilliant manoeuvre on someone's part - it worked on us all equally - although it was amusing enough observing the less suspicious, who didn't know the date, and couldn't work out what was going on. They obviously didn't wake up to read the Guardian on how the Royal Family had decided to intervene on the Brexit issue, putting forward Prince Philip, with all his Greek connections, as their most plausible European diplomatic voice.
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