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I don’t normally have much time for videos on weblogs, but I’m making an exception for Sir Paul. Note added in proof. Oh for goodness’ sake. I can’t embed the video. It’s here. When are we getting MT4?

Never mind author contributor ID, or DOIs for articles, or whatever (I can’t be bothered looking up the links): I’m currently trying to find correct names for and de-duplicate entire journals. there must be a better way I have to … Continue reading →

What I wanted to talk about yesterday, before I got distracted, was a mix of things that came out of last Monday’s ALPSP meeting, a paper in PLoS One and this whole assessment schtick that we’ve got going on. We … Continue reading →

I was dismayed to find that Jenny had already nicked my “it’s Friday somewhere in the world”:http://network.nature.com/people/UE19877E8/blog/2009/06/19/in-which-the-gloves-come-off-–-and-on-and-off-and-on-again joke, so I had to save what I had thought would be a super Friday afternoon post for another time, and write about … Continue reading →

h3. H1N1—here it comes! “I don’t have it. See,” Sophie said, “I don’t have a curly tail.” According to the newsletter Sophie brought home, This week H1N1 (swine ‘flu) has been confirmed in four Southwark schools including a school in … Continue reading →

Expect preening. That is all.

or I started a blog and all I got was a new job A few weeks ago I arranged to meet Cameron at a pub just across the road from my office. At the time I could stand up at … Continue reading →

A good summer student, it is said, will only set you back a month. I was reminded of this rather pessimistic piece of advice when I commented on Jenny’s post about dark arts this afternoon. When I was at the … Continue reading →

Tube strike in London this evening. Knew I was going to be late home so cycled in, under the expert navigational tutelage of a certain NNer, and cycled back again along the Thames Path realizing just how much I love … Continue reading →

Nobody wins a war. Ever since the summer of 2002, when the axis of evil—in the guise of huge, man-eating, orange slugs—swept up from Saffron Waldon and laid siege to the strawberry fields of Sawston (or at least, my corner … Continue reading →