The boulders were a reasonable height and due to the lack of boulder mats (and the impending pile of coursework) we thought it would be a good idea to through up a top rope for safety. Well this turned out to be a stroke of genius as the rock was some of the most fragile sandstone I have ever encountered. It was very snappy and to make matters worse the more you climbed it the more it turned into sand, literally.
The next target was the biggest of the rock outcrops with a big prow type thing on it. This was screaming out as possibly the greatest belay ever which I felt obliged to use. We started on the arete at the left and Tom decided to get in on the rock destroying action by turning a holding onto a large pile of sand at the bottom. We still think the large number of woodlice behind the flake had something to do with it.
Me doing my usual and making it look hard
The prow rock thing, 0.5 seconds later it would have been so good