Extra! Extra! Read all about my day!

There is a strike on today at my uni!!  Three major education unions collaborated a strike today to demand a pay raise for professors (or all university staff?).  University staff across the UK have seen their pay decrease by 13% over the last 4 years, yet more and more is asked of them.  The money is going elsewhere, to building refurbishments, for example.  I support the strike, but I am sad about a couple disruptions it caused: 1)the library and bar are closed today and 2) a lecture that was going to be given by Jeffrey Weeks was canceled.  Jeffrey Weeks is a sociologist who specialises in sexuality, and is widely read within my discipline.  I currently have one of his books out- Sexuality: Key Ideas.  He’s a dean at London South Bank University, so there’s a good probability I’ll have another chance to see him speak.

Protesters speaking out -I heard part of Audre Lordes "The Master's tools..." and the Communist Manifesto read- and asking students to support the strike by not entering the building.

Protesters speaking out -I heard part of Audre Lordes “The Master’s tools…” and the Communist Manifesto read- and asking students to support the strike by not entering the building.

This morning I met up with Suri in Borough Market.  I love this market and the whole London Bridge area.  Everything is up and down stairs, over and under train tracks and the Thames (pronounced: Tems)… parts of it feel like a secret garden, especially among the massive centuries-old churches.  There are all kinds of vendors, from Teds Veg selling cheap veggies to Gluten Free bakeries, tons of meats and cheeses and chocolates, and…a fancy beer shop!  So many free samples, too!  My lunch was basically samples of bread, meat, and cheese with various oils, vinegars, and sauces.  Nom. The beer vendor had a display of pumpkin ales. Well kind of- they had three kinds of pumpkin ales.  Pitiful, but that is the most you will ever see in one place in London.  (What is wrong with this country?!!).  Suri bought me one 🙂

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Happy Halloween to meeee, So thankful to have wonderful friends and even moreso when I’m broke. (She knows gluten free nutty brownies are in her future…).  This shop had a full rack of Flying Dog!  Flying Dog is taking over the worllddddd.

Flying Dog makes rul IPAs. That is why this country needs them.

Flying Dog makes rul IPAs. That is why this country needs them.

There is a Hare Krishna man who gives out food near my uni on most days, if not everyday, around lunchtime.  Usually there’s a massive queue, like for everything and anything in this blessed country. (I swear they actually love queueing.  The joke is that it’s Britain’s national pastime.  But it’s not a joke.)  I wandered by around 14:30 and the man said, “Here, come for lunch.” So I got the free food without any queueing!  It was a plate full of lentils and a piece of cake. Healthy and filling.  Yumm, thank you for lunch Mr. Person. 

Overflowing with lentil-y goodness, sitting on a park bench (older than my country?) in Russell Square.

Overflowing with lentil-y goodness, sitting on a park bench (older than my country?) in Russell Square.

This pigeon wanted free food, too.  But I wouldn't give. Nasty pigeons.

This pigeon wanted free food, too. But I wouldn’t give. Nasty pigeons.

 

Then I went to work and from 5-6pm almost everyone who picked up the phone was in the middle of tea time! 😀 Oh you British and your tea!  Also, why pick up if you don’t want to take a call?  Anyways.
Off to do the time warp again at the Rocky Horror Picture Show! 

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