Pieces of a Man Think it. Do it. Be it. Embellish.

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... 55 to go. I'm just now flying past Wembley on the Virgin Invader Pendolino, headed back up North after a day in London. I'm expecting hot towels and champagne for the £270 ticket that my dumb institution provided through its outsourced travel agent, but all I have is a woman opposite me sneezing. I told them very clearly that the trip was £95 on thetrainline.com but I guess it was more than someone's job was worth to act on it. One to remember next time we're being lectured about the current economic climate and the need for efficiencies.

Next time I pass this way it'll be for something truly priceless, though; the return of Gil Scott-Heron at the Royal Festival Hall in April. He was on the Today programme this morning, sharp as ever, to promote his new album;



Still reasonably on track study-wise despite slacking a bit on the early starts lately, although since I'm progressing a lot of the work at work, so to speak, this isn't a showstopper right now. I trained my group of guinea pigs yesterday and it went well, so I now have 2-3 weeks of phone coaching ahead and a meeting with my supervisor in a fortnight to hash out my research methods. I have a general sense of where to probe in the final evaluation interviews, but I'll need to wrap it in some theory and big academic words. I have my heart set on epistemological.

Labels: 2010