At the track, early morning.
6:30am. I crawl out of bed, throw on my running gear, eat a breakfast bar with a glass of juice, and then stumble out to my car. While...
Revolting Peasants
A dear friend is doing research on late antique / early medieval pastoral writing on the French countryside. She gets to read some...
Flowers in the Desert
Why is today’s blog post late? Well I had to take care of some details in my office, then spent several hours cleaning cat cages and...
Reflections on a Funeral
While in Coventry we noticed a funeral at the cathedral. It was beautiful. People were, by request, dressed in their brightest colors,...
Anarchy and Authority
The other day a former student, who is trans male, posted a picture of himself entering a men’s room while in North Carolina. It was...
Earth, Sky, and Goldilocks
The artist Georgia O’Keefe fell in love with New Mexico at first sight. She loved the expanse of the landscape – great mountains, open...
Being British
My earliest memory of a history lesson was in primary school learning about the ancient Celts, and their brave resistance against the...
Light at the end of the tunnel?
The November 2015 attack on a Planned Parenthood clinic in Colorado Springs and the June 2016 attack on a gay bar in Orlando are both the...
I'd rather not know.
Sometimes it's bad to be a historian, you know things. At risk of censure from my esteemed colleagues I shall make a grand historical...
Dancing
For my research project I have set-up my work space to so that I’m dancing as I work. On one side I have my big windows looking out at...
