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Scientist, poet, gadfly

English Trees

Posted on 1 January 2024 by rpg

It was a lovely morning, for 1 January. The sun made a valiant effort to warm our faces, or at least blind us as we turned up Bean Lane, and we parked our new, Green (and green) Mini in the … Continue reading →

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Communication breakdown

Posted on 16 November 2022 by rpg

Twitter is dead. Long live … whatever comes next. Twitter actually died a few years back. It was around about the time when your timeline began to fill up with images. About the same time that The Algorithm started showing … Continue reading →

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On postnatal depression

Posted on 24 June 2022 by rpg

I’m going to file this under “Better late than never”, cross-indexed to “No shit, Sherlock”. Discussion of mental health has over the last several years become less taboo than it was.  It doesn’t seem that long ago (it was 14 … Continue reading →

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Girls on film

Posted on 13 January 2022 by rpg

You will remember, in the Before Times, how Professor Robert Kelly’s interview with the BBC was photobombed by his children (and how ninja-ly his wife, Jung-a Kim, rounded them up). Even then I thought how very humanizing was this little … Continue reading →

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On occupational hazards

Posted on 5 February 2021 by rpg

(First posted over at the day job.) On Christmas Day I received an email. It was addressed to my 7-year-old son, and it told him that his coronavirus test was positive. There were mixed emotions. I was amused at the … Continue reading →

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On fraud, redux

Posted on 1 December 2020 by rpg

One of the worst things about the pandemic is that it reminded me that once upon a time I was really rather good at RT-PCR. And that reminded me of when I spent 8 months in Sydney trying to replicate … Continue reading →

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Sounds of the suburbs

Posted on 27 July 2020 by rpg

I’m sitting outside our apartment at Podere Castellaccia, the evening sun still quite high as the maestrale warms the porch. Our apartment is Grecale, the colder, northeast wind. Castellaccia is a fattoria and azienda vinicola; their olive oil is superb … Continue reading →

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Clampdown

Posted on 15 April 2020 by rpg

“ Hey Mike. Mike? Mike. Mike, can you hear me? Cannn youu hearrrr meee. Yes, I can hear you, but I don’t think you can hear me. No I’m not on mute. Have you got your sound up? Better? Good. … Continue reading →

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If music be the food of love, rock on

Posted on 8 December 2019 by rpg

One of the problems of having so many websites is knowing which particular wibble goes to which one. And generating enough content to keep them fed, of course. Confessions has been neglected of late—not because I want to, or am … Continue reading →

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The Twelfth of Never

Posted on 7 May 2019 by rpg

I may have mentioned once or twice the collaborative webstory that germinated a decade ago and half a world away (quite [lab-]literally). In fact, I’ve just found on my Mac a file from December 2006, with some notes on how … Continue reading →

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