by Jerric Chong

And so we arrive (as Oxford students have always done and always will do until the day of judgement come) at the end of another academic year, accompanied by the ever-gradual turning-up of the summer heat. As is traditional, our last issue of the year is dedicated to looking back, reminiscing about things past, as many of us prepare to leave Oriel and Oxford, some just for the vacation, others for good.

As you’ll have learned from reading the reflections from Monim Wains (in Issue #89 – ‘Fire’) and Michael Angerer (herein), two of my predecessors as an executive editor, The Poor Print is now ten years old. And while self-aggrandisement is certainly not in order, I nevertheless reckon that this milestone is indeed one worth some reminiscing about. For this little newspaper is rather like a mirror, reflecting the thoughts and opinions of Oriel’s small community onto itself. This has been clearly seen in all the wonderful contributions we’ve had the joy of receiving through the year – poetry, reviews, music, crosswords, et cetera. Every single one of them has helped to make this sheet of A3 unique among Oxford college student publications in all its versatility and charm. It’s undoubtedly a trite truism, but there would truly be no Poor Print without all of your creativity. I do hope that you’ve enjoyed reading it every fortnight, and that we’ve enriched your college experience along the way, even if only a little.

So, on behalf of the Poor Print team, past and present: thank you for all your support over the last ten years! Here’s to the next decade, and the best of luck to you all, wherever you end up.