The Silence of the Social Scientists: A provocation

It’s very early on a Saturday morning here in Liverpool and I’m listening to Elizabeth Alker on Radio 3 like I always do. She’s on gloriously peaceful early morning form and has already played a jazz version of Nick Drake’s ‘River Man’ that would charm any passing angels. So all’s well and idyllic here except […]

Peeling Back the Busyness

Some thoughts about afterwards, for when we get there. Not that I think this is over, not for a minute, but I keep thinking about ‘afterwards’ and what could make it better than before. It’s kind of my job, as someone who spends so much of his time these days studying sociology, to talk about […]

It Will Take The Time It Takes: Writing in the lockdown

A pause, thirteen weeks into lockdown, to think about how I’ve got on with my own academic work and changed my working methods because of the pandemic. A beginning I realise that, in the context of everything that’s happening to us all, how I’m getting on with writing my sociology PhD might not seem to […]

The Sounds That Heaven Makes: Music to Write By

Making up playlists while listening to BBC Radio 3. For nearly all of my days I’ve loved music, virtually all music. Vast amounts of it have defined whole periods of my life. After the obvious Beatles days of growing up there was Joni Mitchell’s ‘Blue to Héjira’ period, succeeded by David Bowie’s ‘Berlin Trilogy’ then […]

Time and The Garden: A Pandemic Story

A day of writing and gardening, on my own and with Sarah. I will always remember May 2020 as the time I spent most of my time here on Sarah’s Allotment. Graciously suggested by her as the best place to keep on doing the PhD work I’m doing, while the bleak lockdown virus spring has […]

Home Life During a Pandemic

22nd May – Week 9 This morning, like most Fridays since Lockdown was imposed, I began a vague kind of background thinking about what I might write for Saturday’s weekly virus report. It would be the ninth in the series and so as I sat down with my notebook out on our back step, I […]