Custard creams, bourbons and jammy dodgers. With fruit shortcake as an honourable 1st reserve

Any skeeters with advice on where else I might freely share my work with the community, keen to hear.

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.

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.

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!