I have a good friend who occasionally takes me on visits to the future. She knows where the time machines are and how to work them, but also knows that I like to get home for my tea. So our visits to the future are mostly short, but always interesting. They're also really good for [...]
On Smithdown: Walking Home
Sometimes you just want to walk. After a day's thinking, conversation and writing, you just want to walk. It's dark now, like it's mostly dark. The street lights not long turned off as I walked into university this morning. And now, I'd guess, they've been back on at least a couple of hours. 'The darkling' [...]
When Numbers Get Serious
So far in my University blog posts I've been writing about how it feels to be here. How I'm getting on with the culture and work of academic life after many years of doing the practical kinds of activities I usually write about on this blog. But I haven't written about any of my academic [...]
One Day in Three Places
This first day of December, one day in three places, began wet but not quite raining as I left the house to go to Granby. After many years as one of my main working places Granby is now purely social for me, though no less loved. On the first Saturday of most months I go [...]
“When I didn’t know what sadness was”
'When I didn't know what sadness was, I could afford to be sad.' Eighty five pages into my current novel, 'The Seven Sisters' by Margaret Drabble, that sentence turned up, made me put the book down and go off into a memory of a time I too decided 'I could afford to be sad.' ✹ [...]
I’m Alive: Exploring
All of these sea kayaking posts by Sarah are about the meaning of life in their way. The joys of small attentions and big adventures. In this one Sarah and her coach Geth get slightly more of an adventure than they'd planned for. All ends well, though you should know that by the end [...]
