Saturday the 30th of June was our graduation for the R(D)SVS students! It was a gorgeously sunny day (perhaps a little too sunny to be wandering around town in a black dress, but I’m not going to complain or the Read more…
The first university of Edinburgh Learning and Teaching Conference was on the 20th June and I enjoyed myself immensely. There’s lots I want to reflect on from the conference, but it will likely come in dribs and drabs. One of Read more…
Hello folks and welcome to the new-look (and nicer domain-name) Fluffy Sciences! At present, the old blog is still happily present within the old domain, so all your links will still work. I’ve spent the last two years working in Read more…
People . . . people who need people . . . are the luckiest people . . . If you’ve been on the internet lately, you will have heard something about Cambridge Analytica. The private company used profile data from Read more…
So a few days ago I stumbled across Josh Raclaw’s tweet:
Watching Thor: Ragnorok and never get tired of hearing Bruce Banner brag about his 7 PhDs like it’s a sign of brilliance and not just poor career planning, dude. Like, maybe do the one PhD and then some postdocs, guy.
— Joshua Raclaw (@joshraclaw) March 3, 2018
And this is the result:
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Is it cruel to keep a fennec fox . . . on a vegan diet. This was the catchily provocative title of the BBC News article that riled me up this morning. What really angers me about this whole article Read more…
I want to tell you why I have chosen to join my fellow members of the Universities and Colleges Union (UCU) in industrial action from the 28th February. I consider myself incredibly lucky in my career. I am lucky, because Read more…
I’ve just submitted a little grant proposal! (Everyone go ‘woo!’) One of the things I talked about in the grant proposal was my outreach activities. I like to think of my science as quite transparent. But I am definitely less Read more…
If I have a new year’s resolution for 2018, it’s to be more open to feedback. Feedback terrifies me, because it’s an opportunity to be told I wasn’t very good at something. And if I’m not very good at something, Read more…
It’s 1998 In a large, sloping theatre in the west of Scotland (that no longer exists), a teacher brings in their VHS tape of ‘Friends’. There was always a vote – after half a dozen classes were assembled in theatre: Read more…
