So today it was my turn to give a paper at the conference. I had to close after 3 Australians (actually if I am fair, 3 extremely smart, over-smart, too fu&*ing smart Australians - what was I doing in their company). We had a coherent 4 person panel (it was five in Madrid but Julian couldn't make London). But this is worrying, it was commented that I had a very funny paper, made everyone laugh and (well) they seemed to enjoy it. That's a real worry because its a serious paper, and... well... oh well, life can get very serious at times so never mind, it was all ok. And tomorrow I am up at 5.30 again, to go to the University of Middx, its 10.30pm now, I have been up since 5am.... zzzzzzzz - next Friday is looking good, from here... But I leave you with the name of a poet, Yusef Kumunyakaa. I like him, we could be pals. This is a poem set to music and I really like it, sorry for those who don't but its been a long weekend (actually a working week that never stopped).
