Air Punch

I got an unconditional offer from Coventry University today for a place to study mental health nursing. It seems that I didn't mis-hear the admission tutor's phone call of a few weeks ago after all. Clearly, it was worth buying a new cardi, and wearing foundation. I would like to be leaping about in glee, but what with concern for Nina and the thought of signing away three years of my life, and then the rest of my working life to a new profession, I'm playing Zoo World on facebook. Where is there a walrus? Just tell me me that, then I'll be punching the air.