The nicest day of the year (so far)

20/4/2016 0 Comments

The nicest day of the year (so far)

A brief blog because I have to make hay while the sun shines. Well, to tell the truth my garden is not that big, and the grass cuttings will go in the green bin. Two weeks ago I put some ‘feed and weed’ down and it says on the packet to vigorously rake lawn in 2 weeks - good job I’m in the mood for a bit of vigorous raking, and nice of the weather to oblige. I just nipped to the Garden Centre and bought some plants (Alpines) on the spur of the moment - I’m not a gardener, but I like plants - so I have to stick those somewhere as well. Might get a spot of sunbathing in after.
(Autobiographical isn’t it)

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I recently completed an academic research project (MPhil) about working-class women’s autobiographies. Now I’m writing my own...

To cut a long story short:

My dad and both my grandads were coal miners. I was born in Coalville. I belong on this website.
I returned to education as a mature student: got a couple of A-levels, went to university; got a BA, an MA, a PhD, and an MPhil. It was not as easy as that. It was not as quick as that. But I did.
I have spent most of my adult-life studying something. Generally something to do with English literature: mainly something to do with working-class women. My MA is about Women and God – inspired by and emotively written through my experiences as a pupil at Catholic primary and secondary schools. My PhD and MPhil projects are about working-class women writers – inspired and emotively written through my experiences as a working-class woman in a materialistic and class-ridden society. When I was an undergraduate at university, there wasn’t a module about working-class writing. There just wasn't. I didn’t study any working-class texts. I just didn’t. I once gave a research paper about my PhD (ie: talking about my work) and I remember someone laughingly said, ‘Was there a recession in the 1980s? I must have missed that.’ That just about sums it up.
I have had no working-class peers. I found them in my reading and writing. In my reading and writing I found myself.

Welcome to my blog.
It's basically about me.It’s called ‘My Travel Blog’ (because I’m time travelling through my memories of the past). See what I did there?

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