UCU Strike: reflections and resources

Thank you to everyone who stopped by and liked or commented on yesterday’s blog post about the UCU strike action … More

UCU Strike: a list of poems about work

Today was not a normal day of work for me. Instead of teaching my amazing students, I chose to participate … More

Once again I find myself in a place that I hoped never to revisit. In 2018, the union I belong … More

These are some of the things I have learned during the recent industrial action taken by my union, the UCU, … More

Diving into the Wreck First having read the book of myths, and loaded the camera, and checked the edge of … More

An Horatian Notion The thing gets made, gets built, and you’re the slave who rolls the log beneath the block, … More

from A New Guide 7 Look at this arch. It is part of a building more than seven hundred years old. … More

from Cats and a Cock We walk the streets of the dark city, placards at back light in our heads, … More

One of the most inspiring things about being involved in the UCU USS pensions strike has been the outpouring of … More

Five Minutes Of Work 4.23.2009 Attending the PMDS workshop today a 46-page page performance document to be discussed in … More

Monday: people are starting to recognise each other on my picket line. They exchange news of how the strike is … More

Try to Praise the Mutilated World Try to praise the mutilated world. Remember June’s long days, and wild strawberries, drops … More

The Way Things Work is by admitting or opening away. This is the simplest form of current: Blue moving … More

Day of Song, Day of Silence The strange crying sounds of the peacocks on the private school grounds … More

Things I Learned at University How to bike on cobblestones and where to signal right. How to walk through doors … More

A passerby comes up to my group and hands us a brown paper bag. ‘It’s full of flat whites,’ she … More

Calling Him Back from Layoff I called a man today. After he said hello and I said hello came a … More

Invisible Work Because no one could ever praise me enough, because I don’t mean these poems only but the unseen … More