Winning the Silver Medal is something to celebrate, but students, be wary.
The wiry Steve Westcott, who looks little like a member of skinny-tied indie intellectuals Franz Ferdinand, found out a week early that he was to receive the RIBA's highest student honour. To celebrate he went out to a club to celebrate, only to fall over and break his tooth, we presume on the dancefloor. The cost of the cap was almost exactly equal to his winner's cheque. Beautiful piece of work, though.