Author Archives: rpg

About rpg

Scientist, poet, gadfly

Gonna build a house

Posted on 10 April 2012 by rpg

Let’s pretend. Say you came to me and said that your family wanted a new house. And that you were contracting me and my firm of experienced architects and house-builders to do the job. And oh, you say, could we … Continue reading →

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One step beyond

Posted on 30 March 2012 by rpg

What did I really think when I made the decision to leave the lab and pursue a career using my other skills? To be honest, I don’t really know. I don’t really remember. “It seemed a good idea at the … Continue reading →

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On why

Posted on 12 March 2012 by rpg

The other morning, between about 7.30 and 8.45, I had a long, involved and very realistic dream. In it, I visited the MRC LMB in Cambridge, to discover that it had been partly rebuilt into a modern, if not downright … Continue reading →

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What’s yours called?

Posted on 15 February 2012 by rpg

(This is a repost from the GranularIT Blog.) I couldn’t stand it no more. After my latest timelapse experiment (a frame every minute for three days; over 3 GB of photos), not to mention mucking around with stop-motion, I decided … Continue reading →

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It has not escaped our notice

Posted on 31 January 2012 by rpg

And this, boys and girls, is why a good copywriter is worth their weight in cock. I mean, gold.

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On ghostwriting

Posted on 28 January 2012 by rpg

A long time ago, when the world was young, I did a research project towards my Biochemistry Part II exam. Three months in a lab, learning how to do cell culture, how not to kill myself with iodine-125, and making … Continue reading →

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I will never buy a ‘Big Issue’…

Posted on 20 January 2012 by rpg

… because a Big Issue seller came into the pub, and stole my wallet and phone.

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Morning has broken

Posted on 16 January 2012 by rpg

There’ll be more on this little project… later.

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On writing

Posted on 14 January 2012 by rpg

I’ve heard it said there’s no such thing as ‘bricklayer’s block’. The argument goes that bricklayers lay bricks, that pilots (say) fly, and that writers write. For those of us lucky enough to be paid to put one word after … Continue reading →

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On condoms

Posted on 4 January 2012 by rpg

“Why,” I thought as I pulled a cucumber from the salad drawer this morning, “is it that cucumbers always wear condoms?” This is something that’s puzzled me for about twenty years now, ever since one Saturday morning about twenty years … Continue reading →

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