- gave my first ever lecture to undergraduates (about Sherlock Holmes: satisfyingly, I got to incorporate a modified form of an argument I first made about Holmes on this blog when I was an undergrad myself).
- had my first undergraduate seminar teaching observation.
- marked my first piece of coursework.
- hosted the third week of Bright Idea, our open mic at Railroad (highlight: a guy doing silent physical comedy dressed as a woman with a very small baby. I thought it would take three years, not three weeks, to start getting stuff like that).
- had an idea in the library (indeed, actually got to sit in a library without a computer and read a book, which was good enough by itself).
- read an Alistair Reynolds sci-fi extravaganza for fun (it was fun).
- attended a seminar about projected images in Victorian public entertainments in Devon (this should perhaps not be ranked quite with the others? but what the hell).
- had my 2000th race against the Dapper Swindler on Mario Kart DS (I’m currently leading by 1003 races to 997) whilst sitting up with him and a dangerous amount of tesco sweeties to keep him awake until his latest voyage to Italy began at 3am.
- selected the speakers for my interdisciplinary research forum, which I applied for funding to set up on a whim because it’s something I believe in and which does now look as if it’s actually going to happen – which is amazing.
- listened to a Matt Winkworth remix of a Sam Taplin song – two of my favourite oxfordshire-based pianists.
- went book shopping with the Swindler and another supercool friend of mine in the Charing Cross Road area (including detours for burritos and Forbidden Planet).
- had two high-modernist moments in one day, both without realising it until later – one involving walking out to buy a pencil in Holborn, another involving being reminded of childhood whilst eating a Madeleine.
- found out I’m now officially a published academic (two little reviews, nothing exciting except as a milestone).
- supported Triple Rosie at the 12bar in central London – got topless in my own set, rather by accident, and got severely bonused listening to theirs.
- read the little-regarded and rather shockingly racist/imperialist L. Frank Baum novel The Master Key, in which a boy accidentally evokes the spirit of electricity himself and is given loads of stupid gadgets to repress people with in consequence. A nightmare politically but really good material for a paper I’m trying to write.
- had a lock-in at Railroad with the Swindler, doing work on my computer with the blinds down while he made sausages to sell in the market, feeling like we were in command of a very small fort with a limitless supply of tea.
- got really useful and reaffirming feedback on my upgrade portfolio (part of the qualification I’m studying for).
- had lunch with one of my absolute favourite people, who looks like she’s coming to King’s to do an MA.
- ticked off another horrible three hour teacher training session (infinitely less fun than everything else on this list, but worth recording here as something that got done and which I don’t have to do again).
- watched a couple of feelgood episodes of Star Trek: The Next Generation with a chinese takeaway and my very wonderful housemate.
- (just now) compered and, more importantly, watched a stellar performance at Railroad by Martha Rose (ably supported by
*I don’t actually believe this
When Sam Overs returned home, I was reminded of the true homestyle values of Brummie hospitality:
You can take the man out of the midlands, but you can’t take the midlands out of the man. This subject re-emerged over Hallowe’en, when another friend and I came up with the idea of a superhero called ‘The Midlander’. He’d be like The Highlander, but instead of killing people for no discernable reason, he’d, like, help you with directions around the aston expressway.