So I board my train at Manchester Piccadilly this afternoon, homeward bound, and already I need the loo. Anxiously I wait until the aisle is clear, just after we set off, and I make my move. 666 more words
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Some have the ability to recall precise swathes of knowledge from their schooling. I am not one of those individuals.
While I can recollect misdeeds, mishaps and the occasional bout of corporate punishment, there are very few specific bits of knowledge I can remember being imparted some 40-plus years after I began elementary school. 249 more words
There are two things that I tend to say to students, and to myself. One is to imagine a fierce (fierce because she cares, of course) Anna standing at one’s back saying ‘So what?’ The other is to remind the non-fiction author, even those who are writing academic essays, and particularly those who are not, that one’s work should not anxiously display everything one knows. 905 more words
The history of the Colorado Railroad Museum goes back to just after World War Two when a young army veteran from Pennsylvania ended up in the south central Colorado town of Alamosa and opened a motel. 1,340 more words