‘There lives the dearest freshness deep down things’: a sunny May bank holiday.

What does a PhD do with a gloriously sunny May bank holiday? A PhD’s work is never done, but sits glowering on the bookshelf: students’ mock exams, a chapter to redraft, a bibliography to finish. So, obviously, the feckless postgraduate puts on their trainers and heads out into the countryside. As to the trainers, I… Read More ‘There lives the dearest freshness deep down things’: a sunny May bank holiday.