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A New Dishwasher (and a few games along the way)
We’re gearing up for Christmas, a process that is in no way enhanced by having to deal with a broken dishwasher. The problem with having a lot of stuff on is the lack of time to write about it. I have managed to squeeze in some games though. Neon White Part of the beauty of…
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Baking and Caking
When life gives you, or rather, doesn’t give you yeast, make sourdough. I have been on and off sourdough since encountering it in Von’s 1000Spirits in Seattle in 2012. I was relatively late to the party (compared to the Epgyptians in 1500 BCE), but in my defence, it wasn’t much of a thing in Northern…
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The Thesis Completion Scenario
Damn, this has been quite the hiatus. This week has been the first in a while I have been able to do nothing (or very little), and I’ve been making the most (or least) of it. Writing has been relatively low priority recently, but I shall make my return into the blogosphere, little by little.
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Still talking about London, and I’m in business!
I can’t believe London was over a week ago – time is flying by so quickly this summer. As usual, almost all of my time has been spent writing my thesis. It is starting to come together after many hours, but there is still a lot of work to be done. Back to London! I ended
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A Whirlwind London Adventure
I’m back, and exhausted. It was a busy few days in the capital, though a welcome break from the drudgery of thesis writing. The Pathology Summer School was the central reason for my visit, and was definitely worthwhile. The Summer School was held in the Royal College of Pathologists HQ, overlooking the Mall (the drive
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Nodnol, 0 selim
And like many great things, my Londonian adventure began on the steps of the Albert Memorial, overlooking the Royal Albert Hall. Though that isn’t entirely true. It began when the plane landed in Heathrow, and I made my way onto the Underground. The modern, smooth-riding trains don’t have quite the same charm as the rickety-rackety old