At the dinner at Queen's. you not only get to hear the old carol, but if you're lucky you get a drink out of the Black Prince's Hunting Horn. Three horns are brought out, of which the Black Prince's is one, and passed round the tables to drink the health of your neighbours with. I had a squint in the college safe once, where they keep the horn and various other nick-nacks. Talk about Aladdin's cave!
   Queen's was lucky in the civil war: unlike most Oxford Colleges, it was able (by astute side-changing at appropriate times) to avoid having the college gold and silver appropriated either by King Charles or Cromwell. And it's still sitting in that big cupboard. What a sight.