Would be rather entertaining to see zombies and Knoxy battle it out in the quad. I suspect if they were Protestant zombies, they'd probably be okay... ;)
The lastest state of play is a date for the 17th Sept. Three weeks to have all my writing done and then submit. One week of reading it all again and anticipating questions having spotted fatal flaws. And this is just 1st year. Crumbs. If I survive and get to 3rd year I'm not sure I'll live through the viva. Handily, I have just sorted out my will.....
|National Library of Scotland: home sweet home?|
It's a nice 'office away from office' while our postgrad space is being refurbed, and not having to shove through buskers and tourists up the Royal Mile is a plus.
And I also have a friend who works there, so the occasional conspiratorial grin is exchanged amidst the hushed and scholarly atmosphere. The downside is not having my own books about me to work from.
This is the 3rd attempt at this wretched chapter... as in mostly all new, as opposed to just editing and footering about. I truly hope that I've got the focus right this time around. It's an odd business - reams of data and working out how to analyse and order it. Which is why it was probably very gratifying indeed on Sunday afternoon to do physical battle with the evil ivy of doom infesting the back wall.
Although the gazillions of baby spiders crawling about after was a tad disturbing... empirical evidence suggests that there is one huge very cheesed off mama spider plotting murder.
Perhaps I might just take the sleeping bag with me tomorrow when I head back into the library.