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This is one of my favourite (is it a bit egotistical to have favourites in your own work?) older ones: A review of Winter Wonderland, considering Barbara Ehrenreich’s, Dancing in the Streets: A History of Collective Joy.
It may have been a benevolent celebration of all things ‘Christmas’; The little wooden huts. Christmas trees, singing moose, lights, sounds, smells … but I didn’t find it convincing.
Read the rest here at another abandoned blog … feel free to peruse the rest!
‘Don’t you know? Paris is where it’s at!’
Off for a week – guess where? Let’s find out what all the fuss is about!
A chat I had with Chis Waites, founder of TPS Oxford:
From ‘blank word documents’ and ‘talks down the pub’, The People’s Supermarket on Cowley Road is now up and running. Read the rest here …
Spain smells like Serrano ham and sardines …
… And I like it.
Now, my current boss used to be an actor, apparently. Occasionally I get to see him in action with a colleague as they practice a French role play, together, which they will perform at the next staff meeting. That’s a promise, not a threat – as my mom used to say.
Lying Your Way Into A Job | Graduate Game.
A recent poll published by The Guardian asked whether the voting age should be lowered to 16 after shadow children’s minister, Lisa Nandy proposed the idea as a way of ‘this generation showing respect for the next generation’. 53% of respondents agreed with Nandy …
Teenage Dreams – or Lack Thereof | Graduate Game.
Disillusioned long ago by Capitalism you look to Marx’s Capital but think, ‘f*** me, that’s a big book.’ Bearing this in mind you go to Marxism Festival 2012 for answers …
Comrade for a Day | Graduate Game.