Its that time of year when all of our beloved students piss off, and once we have completed our marking (you laughed at my jokes in class 2:1 BAM! You never ever had a pen or paper 3rd BAM! This has a lot of long words and detailed references and Hollyoaks is about to start 2:1 BAM!) then it is time to look forward to CONFERENCES. :D Conferences are to academics what spa breaks are to the diamond studded whores of the oligarchs. They're a chance to size yourself up to the competition, get your name out there, passive aggressively (or just aggressively if you have made it to professor or above) tear into your competition, and fall asleep in homogenised hotel suite surroundings. I don't think any of us particularly wants to be there. But it does bring the perk of an all expenses Ryanair flight to an international-adjacent airport. And if you're lucky you might get felt up by a randy editor at the gala dinner and a 3* publication ought to be in the bag. This year I have ...
