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 three booked into my calendar (departmental funding permitting - the entry fee makes a Glastonbury pass look reasonable). Leuven, Kingston Upon Thames and Portsmouth. You're perhaps not going to see those three names above the door of a high end handbag shop frequented by those oli-whores, but trust me, if you are into sustainable small island tourism culture niches, then they will be the place to be.

I'll keep you posted how I prepare and how I get on.
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 three booked into my calendar (departmental funding permitting - the entry fee makes a Glastonbury pass look reasonable). Leuven, Kingston Upon Thames and Portsmouth. You're perhaps not going to see those three names above the door of a high end handbag shop frequented by those oli-whores, but trust me, if you are into sustainable small island tourism culture niches, then they will be the place to be.
I'll keep you posted how I prepare and how I get on.
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