Ok, I'll steer clear of the inevitable mouldy concrete Massey Science Tower A/B/C versus the weighty Cambridge-esqe granite of the University of Sydney Quadrangle comparison... Ok I won't. But Rock appears to be more interested in whether a Harry Potterish Christmas feast is underway in the Great Hall, than with any debate on the relative academic merits of the two institutions.
Ok, so their manicured grass is so smooth even a Black Cap could get the ball to the boundary...
...and their gothic stone archways are a far cry from sheltering from the pouring rain under the dripping eves of the decrepit MUSA centre before a forelorn dash to Ag Hort...
...but I bet the poncy, latte-sipping, BMW-driving student body of this institution would never stagger late, dripping with mud, into a lecture theater after 2 hours of hacky in a waterlogged paddock out the back of the run-down Riddett building. So eat dirt city slickers! I'll take the sheep, the drizzle, the soggy MUSA potato top pie and the grey concrete any day!
An entry level model from Toyota's budget range may be king of the hill in a Gravel Pit littered with rusting used Japanese imports, but out here the students wouldn't be caught dead in such a glorified golf cart...
Ok, so their manicured grass is so smooth even a Black Cap could get the ball to the boundary...
...and their gothic stone archways are a far cry from sheltering from the pouring rain under the dripping eves of the decrepit MUSA centre before a forelorn dash to Ag Hort...
...but I bet the poncy, latte-sipping, BMW-driving student body of this institution would never stagger late, dripping with mud, into a lecture theater after 2 hours of hacky in a waterlogged paddock out the back of the run-down Riddett building. So eat dirt city slickers! I'll take the sheep, the drizzle, the soggy MUSA potato top pie and the grey concrete any day!
An entry level model from Toyota's budget range may be king of the hill in a Gravel Pit littered with rusting used Japanese imports, but out here the students wouldn't be caught dead in such a glorified golf cart...
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