I am in my favourite part of the Campus. In the James Joyce Library looking out across the pond/lake. The autumn has arrived. But softly. Students are sitting on benches by the waterside in shirt sleeves. Students looking impossibly young (to me) wander along the pavement between classes. Some purposeful. Some daydreaming.
It's a little early to say but I may have survived my first week as a very mature student.
Only one day involving only one class to go
Anyway enough about the author.
This blog has the noble purpose of developing academic themes.
If we split the atom you will read about it here first.
It's a little early to say but I may have survived my first week as a very mature student.
Only one day involving only one class to go
Anyway enough about the author.
This blog has the noble purpose of developing academic themes.
If we split the atom you will read about it here first.
