Saturday, August 29, 2009

Peace reigns! SuperShrimp is at a playdate. ViolaKid is playing electric guitar, almost certainly loudly, in Someone Else's House (yeah!), and CelloKid has vanished upstairs into the embraces of his laptop. Does it get any better than this?

Cava and Cake (Asda "Celebration" cake) will be enjoyed later on tonight, if everyone is feeling sufficiently friendly and chilled out to co-exist in the same space for a half an hour or so.

Think I'll investigate applying for a Fellowship of my professional association (CILIP) once I can officially call myself Doctor. Just want the cap, hood and diploma first ...

And I've checked, and Graduation is at the beginning of December. I shall try to get the revisions done well BEFORE 1st November, to be on the safe side.

Friday, August 28, 2009

Well, I did it. One PhD, part-time in my spare time, submitted on time. I had the viva today and can announce to the world that, subject to a few revisions, I passed! (Don't call me "Doctor" yet, folks - I want to get the revisions done and my name on the graduation list first!)

I'm shattered. I have a headache and no inclination to drink the Rose Cava that I got in specially for tonight. But, after a good sleep, maybe I'll feel better... the Cava will still be there tomorrow night, after all.

The viva? Took 50 minutes, wasn't as nerve-wracking as I'd feared, but I was very glad I'd prepared for it so carefully.

Monday, August 03, 2009

Gnashing of teeth, weeping and wailing

Super-Shrimp and I took Viola-Kid to Stirling for his music course this morning. ('Don't come in with me, Mum. I can DO IT MYSELF! Just leave me outside.' I did go in, though.)

Stirling Castle was next on the agenda. But I couldn't get back the way I'd come, because of a diversion, which took me on a big 4-mile circle back to the University. With the Irishman on the sat-nav screaming at me to 'Turn round, turn round' - fat lot of use considering there was no way I could go over a bridge that was only open in the opposite direction.

A passer-by told me I'd better get on the motorway and go back to Stirling that way, which I did. The castle car-park was full. A parking attendant handed me a futile, dark little leaflet telling me there was a park-and-ride ... but not telling me where it was!

So we had a Burger King at Stirling services, and went home. Super-Shrimp was very happy with his burger meal, Simpson's comic and chocolate bar. What a relief to have an accomodating, accepting 10-year old!

The Salvation Army had NOT collected the bags of charity stuff that they'd asked me to leave on the doorstep (this being Monday), so later on in the afternoon, I sallied forth to a different charity shop. By the time I got there, it was shut. As was the next one on the way home.

What a huge waste of a precious day's leave!!!

Saturday, August 01, 2009

For a girl, I'm quite mechanically-minded.

My sat-nav charger wouldn't fit in the car cigarette-lighter socket drawer. I got the front off the drawer.

But then, oh horror, it wouldn't charge at all. I am stupidly proud of myself for thinking of checking the lighter fuse under the dashboard. The fuse was missing - which means it's being missing for over 6 years, since I never accessed that fuse board before.

£1.50 well-spent, I'd say. The sat-nav charging light is now lit up. Yeah! This means I can go out to unfamiliar territory on Monday morning, and there's a good chance I'll get to everywhere on my list and then home again safely.