Check this dude out on the crossing, his hat and feet are a textual intervention. I have had the two days of two days, a pop-up-poetry cafe and a serious international symposium with great interjections from colleagues and postgraduate students and colleagues from Australia, Winchester via Poland, Australia via Africa and America, blimey, Universities are great places - and I am so proud of my own students. But in many ways I feel like the dude in the picture, walking the walk, bringing those amazingly interesting people together and then sloping off as they enjoy the limelight - yay! They deserve all the plaudits they get. Last night at the poetry cafe we catered for 25, small gathering, who could expect more, we got 45, today we catered for 20-ish, it was an academic gig, pulling together people and ideas, we go 40-ish - I forgot my own maxim, my glass is half full not half empty - and my inbox is full of plaudits. And now, hmm, its friday night as I write this cos I am off early in the morning to London and Imperial (to a conference) my glass is fully empty, time I did something about that - it is friday after all. Now where's my hat, shoes and... (check the two-tone pic) baggy trousers?
