Why do we go to conferences and how do you make the most of it? Allow me to give my very unqualified opinion in the form of a guide. This is part 1.
So it's been a hot second since I've last written on this blog, for which I sincerely apologise - not that anyone is reading, but it does not show great discipline. The reason why I have been largely absent online is because I am currently nearing the end of the second year of my three-year … Continue reading It’s 9PM on a Monday, I’m in Canterbury for a Conference, and I’m Drinking Wine from the Bottle: 2nd Year PhD Retrospective
A PhD is not all fun and games.
In which I have a brief rave about my latest obsession: the wonderful podcast Welcome to Night Vale.
Although life in Cambridge is wonderful, and I am equally in love with my friends and my work, sometimes I have to leave the bubble. So after hearing about a secret cocktail bar in Soho with a children's literature inspired menu, my partner and I figured we might as well go for a cheeky day … Continue reading A Day Trip to Soho
That’s what the gods are! An answer that will do! Because there’s food to be caught and babies to be born and life to be lived and so there is no time for big, complicated, and worrying answers! Please give us a simple answer, so that we don’t have to think, because if we think, … Continue reading Nation – Terry Pratchett
When life in a Cambridge college gets too claustrophobic, chances are high that you are going to go on a day trip to the nearby village of Ely. (Pro-tip: Saturday return tickets are only £2!) Ely is an adorable, pictoresque little village. It's very small and very, very English. After doing the prerequisite touristic wander … Continue reading Peacock’s Tearoom – Ely
After 5 months of absolute radio silence, this blog is back in action baby! It's a new dawn, it's a new day - and there's some new plans.
Hi guys! As you may have noticed, it's been a while since I posted on the blog and I feel really guilty about it. I first started writing this blog when I was working full time at a call centre, a job which I hated so much that the small amount of time and energy … Continue reading Blogging Hiatus
"Are you learning me by heart, little Sara?" he said, stroking her hair. "No," she answered. "I know you by heart. You are inside my heart." No, this post is not about me! Today I will, once again, be geeking out for Frances Hodgson Burnett. My love, my boo, the one lady with the key … Continue reading A Little Princess