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During the first lab practice as a biology fresher at keele university the task was quite simple. Take a swab of the inside of your mouth, stick it on a slide, examine it under the microscope and in the time honoured fashion of all biological recording, draw it. That's the skin cells of the inner mouth. Now you have to remember that lab practice was first thing on a Thursday morning. But I digress.
About 15 minutes into the lab there was a bit of a commotion and laughter at the back of the theatre. A voice piped up with 'Professor Chevins, I think I have an abnormal cell, it's moving'.
Prof Chevins wandered up, took one look into the microscope and announced to the class in the finest Oxbridge accent, 'that my dear is because it's a human sperm'. In an instant the poor girl entered university folklore! You couldn't make it up!
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True Story.
During the first lab practice as a biology fresher at keele university the task was quite simple. Take a swab of the inside of your mouth, stick it on a slide, examine it under the microscope and in the time honoured fashion of all biological recording, draw it. That's the skin cells of the inner mouth. Now you have to remember that lab practice was first thing on a Thursday morning. But I digress.
About 15 minutes into the lab there was a bit of a commotion and laughter at the back of the theatre. A voice piped up with 'Professor Chevins, I think I have an abnormal cell, it's moving'.
Prof Chevins wandered up, took one look into the microscope and announced to the class in the finest Oxbridge accent, 'that my dear is because it's a human sperm'. In an instant the poor girl entered university folklore! You couldn't make it up!
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