Friday, 24 June 2011


It is extremely unusual for me to be accused of 'exemplary practice' at exam time. If my exemplary practice is getting up late, sitting in the pub staring at girls, drinking too much, generally being disinterested in those who run around in circles with no time to read a good book, wondering what to cook for supper, then clearly I'm on to a good thing. Maybe I'll get an accidental knighthood one day (wouldn't accept it).
In the old days my 'design' students all suffered from the imminent threat of failure, it tore me to bits, but in general they had a happy time failing. This is no longer possible. Now my 'theory' students rejoice and pass happily saying everything is shit. It was a very sensible change in career path.

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