I have had a long two days, full on for dissertations and the most important things in a student life. I am full on for that... talking them through what they have been doing for a long time... and at this tender age its their life, it is ALL that matters... I realise I have no idea how my students see me. Not as their tutor or supervisor or as the person trying to help them negotiate their lives, but this picture was me a while back when I first started this blog and I remain the same. I like to write and, well, do stuff... all the time, I hate being idle. Tonight, this is a very late posting of the blog of my 60th year but, hmm, soz, I have been busy... I seriously wish (and you can quote me) that there was more sex, drugs and rock and roll in all my posts, I can do the nice stuff and the poetry, but hey... I am a man of my time, but also, while I am still nursing this mess up of a leg problem I have, there is this background thought that says, I think, jeez I am a lucky bloke... if anyone wants to know the truth... especially my amazing sisters... I am still having the most fantastic life... Me, my and mates Davie, Rocky and Alex Sharp saw this guy do this then, in real time, and right now I am thinking about Michael Griffiths who took me to France and the Rolling Stones!
