Dr Rachel Gibbons
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Dr Rachel Gibbons
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Civil servant by trade, based in Ealing, west London. Medieval historian, #EMCC coach and mentor, lecturer, francophile, cricket fan, high and low-brow culture vulture, epicurean.
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Today is a day when arts degrees are worthless, but the product of those degrees is so valuable it would kill an entire industry if they were made to pay for it.
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Nature effortlessly promotes diversity & change. Oh, that mankind could be so clever....

#nature #community #photography #onelove #acceptance
Custard creams, bourbons and jammy dodgers. With fruit shortcake as an honourable 1st reserve
In London tonight? Like history (and beer / pub snacks)? I'll be speaking tonight on #medieval #queenship at 'Curious Histories', alongside papers on the River Volga in Russian history and the early years of the 999 service on UK policing. A few tickets left www.eventbrite.co.uk/e/curious-hi...
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Any skeeters with advice on where else I might freely share my work with the community, keen to hear.
Not wanting a commercial organisation to have rights to my name, work and even likeness, worldwide, irrevocable, for whatever purpose, I'm afraid I've deleted my account without accepting their T&Cs
If you’re on academia dot edu, let me suggest that you strongly consider deleting your account.
Knew it was coming but, still, 10 seconds past 3, with my phone, 2x work phones, and then the blessed Alexa joining in with the alert, stomach almost jumped up my throat!
a cat walking through a doorway next to a fan and a laundry basket
Alt: A cat walking cautiously through a doorway next to a tower fan and laundry, then, leaping on all 4 feet into the air
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And I can't quite see how it'll unpick - universities staying but FE colleges going? What about sixth form colleges who teach T levels and Level 2 apprenticeships along A levels? Apprenticeships policy and delivery going for sure.
Suspect it won't be much clearer until after the weekend.
Very sad to read a topline statement that "the skills brief" will be leaving Department for Education and moving to DWP. Won't help with the equalisation of technical and academic qualifications one bit.
Lovely and 100% relatable post
Introverts find joy in the simplest moments. Curling up with a good book, savoring a cup of tea, enjoying the quiet, daydreaming by the window, and peaceful walks. These little things bring peace and fulfillment. It's the beauty in the ordinary that truly matters.
Do the right thing and share your work with colleagues and students just for Academia to stitch you up. Hoping this is a water-tight account setting and not just more smoke-and-mirrors.
I'd already had two "podcasts" created from MY work before a kind skeet in my feed pointed me to these instructions. Absolute liberty, this whole thing!
Whoa! Thanks for the tip. For other folks wanting to do this, here are screenshots of what I just did. Start by going to you "Account Settings." Then follow the screenshots below. And yes, when given the option "Are you sure you want to proceed?," you better believe I hit that sucker!
So, my memories of 10 days of "observing" the country like an experiment, wondering if we'd ever before or would again get such an atmosphere of collective momentum
On the train there on Saturday morning, guard announced a minute's silence over the tannoy (presume when coffin leaving Abbey??) and the then-boyfriend and I didn't dare look at each other or even glance around the carriage for fear of being lynched if we weren't looking suitably distraught.
My funeral day experience was very different. A dear male friend's wedding, long booked, with the bride getting increasingly narked at relatives asking if she was going to cancel. I think she said something like "if anyone turns up in black, I'll not be responsible for my actions"
I'd have counted myself as a never-gave-her-a-thought person beforehand but, by Thursday, was getting sucked in to the national zeitgeist - to the extent I sent a message to Nicky Campbell's afternoon show, saying much the same as that but chucking my own 'have a good cry' request into the mix!
Possibly the lack of sleep over the next week, and being in my own deadline-driven bubble, but every day and the 'sad music' playlist plus listeners' emails or messages telling their Diana stories, hour after after, DJ after DJ on Radio 1, became increasingly surreal!
I'd booked a train home to Bristol for 2 days, left Reading about 8.30, and Mum picked me up from the station at 10.30 having not seen or heard news before setting off. Very odd conversation back to the house before we switched the TV on and watched, like coverage was a movie, until lunchtime.
So I listened, whilst banging out close analysis of my transcripts of 15thC royal household account expenditure, from broken collar bone and 'talking to rescuers' through to the eventual announcement of her death as day broke and the rest of the house slept.
Worked from 5am to 1am, sleeping a medieval-style First Sleep (with no second!) from late July through to the morning I had to submit in order to give examiners the rockbottom minimum days to read before viva. So I was already working with through-the-night radio when news first started trickling
It was a very strange time. I'd already been awarded a postdoc grant for study in Paris starting 1 January 1998, so had booked in my PhD viva in mid-November with, now, a hard deadline to finish writing up and was pretty well only halfway through. More than one chapter not even planned out!
Diana and Dodi Fayed, her boyfriend of just six weeks, as well as their driver, Henri Paul, died in a car crash on this day in 1997.

I was working as a teacher at a summer school in Kent, and the burly ex cop who told me the news was crying so hard that I couldn't understand a word he was saying.
A lovely few hours of sea air, stroll on the prom and a lush chippy lunch with Mum and Dad