No, you can't have one last fling...

I have only worn a mortar board once. For graduation, some forty years ago. As far as I can recall, it remained on my head for the duration of the ceremony, and was plonked back on for a few happy snaps later.
There were no group photographs and certainly no one felt moved or impelled to throw his or her mortarboard in the air. What dull days were these...
We have since adopted the US tradition of hurling them above our heads in a communal photograph.
Joyous cliché, but why not? Celebrating a moment of sweet victory before the vice-like claws of student loan demands darken the days.
But now, if you're a student in East Anglia, even this moment is to be snatched away. Can you believe that the almost omni-present spectre of Health and Safety is stepping in to intervene? There have, apparently been a number of injuries over the years caused by falling mortar boards. They'll be banning champagne corks next (could take your eye out), or buses because you could get squished by one of them...
Disappointed students will be relieved to hear that they can mime the throwing of their mortar boards and have them photoshopped in. Goody.
Another virtual experience in a world that seeks to cosset and protect but is actually achieving quite the opposite.

Let's photoshop in some students....