The right hand man of Senior Bursar – who collects the money – Junior Bursar is the slightly sinister other half of the Bursary who has the happy job of spending the money. As the Fellow with the responsibility of overseeing the teams of College Servants, Junior Bursar always has a beady eye trained on the Porters’ Lodge, and on Head Porter in particular. Very little escapes his attention and he takes especial delight in uncovering even the slightest wisp of misbehaviour.
Junior Bursar first came to Old College as a narrow-kneed undergraduate, with nothing but a keen mathematical mind and a ferocious appetite for academic excellence. His devotions to both Old College and his studies bought him entry to The Fellowship soon after completing his PhD, and proprietorship of the purse strings swiftly followed. Such an alacritous ascent may seem surprising in an institution such as Old College, but it is rumoured that Junior Bursar has ancestral underpinnings stretching right back to the very foundations of College itself – and Old College loves nothing more than its own illustrious heritage.
Junior Bursar is a slight man of advancing years, who exudes machiavellian malice from every pore. He seems to warm a little towards Deputy Head Porter, however he takes a stance of bemused spite towards her unlikely association with The Dean. Junior Bursar has long held an active dislike of Head Porter, which can be almost callous at times – although there are complex machinations behind this malevolence that make his attitude at least partly justified.
It’s not all bad news where our bothersome bean-counter is concerned, though. Junior Bursar is rather keen on a party and he steadfastly refuses to engage with The Committee For The Prevention Of Drunken Behaviour. One very much gets the impression that there is something of a mischievous side to Junior Bursar that he has become very adept at concealing.
Lucy Brazier 
Don’t worry, I HAVE read it. Narrow-kneed eh?. There’s nothing worse is there? Unless, of course, you count being run over by a spiked steamroller, brussel sprouts, or being stuck in a train khazi with Jeremy Corbyn.
I thought at the time that ‘narrow-kneed’ sounded a bit odd, but I don’t get to mention knees much so thought ‘bugger it’.
With regards to being stuck in a bog with Jezza – I suppose it would depend on which of us was using the facility at the time as to the direness of the situation. The opportunity to curl one out on his shoe might be quite satisfying.
Yes I can see the appeal PG. *Lghts pipe and belts out old country and western classic ‘You got shit on yer shoooooes’
Unless the khazi is ‘ram packed’ of course… 😉
Quite. 😀
Great description.
Thank you! I really liked the real version, too. Writing these character posts has made me miss the old buggers somewhat.
Well, we are waiting for more.
And there shall be more, dear Susan! Fear not 🙂
Sits down with some popcorn.
Salted or sweet?
Salted, I think.
A great choice, I say. Salted is the best.
Well, I try to stay away from too much sweet. After all, I am already sweet in my own right. 😀
You are the sweetest sweet thing that was ever a Susan!
Haha…you are pretty sweet yourself.
Aw 🙂 thank you