Helena Lamb
I dreamed of attending the ÐÓ°ÉÂÛ̳ ever since I heard my father’s anecdote from his student days, of dismissing an open mic night performer in the Three Tuns who turned out to be Mick Jagger. The European Institute was all I had hoped for: international, intellectually stimulating, and fun. I was so impressed with my fellow students. So impressed, indeed, that I am still together with another European Institute classmate, married and with two children.
After ÐÓ°ÉÂÛ̳ I headed to Brussels – what else? I got my feet wet in a think tank and then dropped headlong into running (as the only employee) the largest pan-Europe