Well, I've finally met the fella who is going to drag me kicking and screaming through my dissertation. I was just entering the university building when I ran into one of my old tutors 'A'. She asked who I'd come to see and I told her "J, I've never met him before."
"Oooh, he's very modern," was her reply.
Not knowing what to make of that statement, I entered the building with some trepidation. I was a bit early for my appointment, so I mooched about a bit and got a cup of coffee. At my allotted time I made my way to his office...
My fears were unfounded, what a lovely guy. He only looks about 18 and has just finished a degree himself, honestly I have food in my fridge older than he is. He actually has dress sense, which I've never before seen in a university lecturer and his office had photos of himself and his partner, who looks like a younger Andy Bell with a vaguely Flock of Seagulls haircut. I assume from the way they were posing for the pics that this is his partner.
We had a good chat about how I am going to formulate my dissertation. He had photocopied loads of articles for me on HIV and let me borrow a video from him. He said that he would look out for more stuff which may be useful and offered to lend me a book when he has finished reading it. All in all a productive afternoon, at least some of the legwork (gathering articles and data) has been done for me. I have arranged to e mail him draft copies of my introduction and the chapters when I have done them. He wants my introduction by the end of Feb and also our next meeting will then be arranged.
Despite the obvious youth, he appeared to know what he was talking about. He shares an office with the tutor who is marking my last assignment. The results are due out at the end of this month. She did hint that I had no need to throw myself off a cliff because of a bad result.
"Oooh, he's very modern," was her reply.
Not knowing what to make of that statement, I entered the building with some trepidation. I was a bit early for my appointment, so I mooched about a bit and got a cup of coffee. At my allotted time I made my way to his office...
My fears were unfounded, what a lovely guy. He only looks about 18 and has just finished a degree himself, honestly I have food in my fridge older than he is. He actually has dress sense, which I've never before seen in a university lecturer and his office had photos of himself and his partner, who looks like a younger Andy Bell with a vaguely Flock of Seagulls haircut. I assume from the way they were posing for the pics that this is his partner.
We had a good chat about how I am going to formulate my dissertation. He had photocopied loads of articles for me on HIV and let me borrow a video from him. He said that he would look out for more stuff which may be useful and offered to lend me a book when he has finished reading it. All in all a productive afternoon, at least some of the legwork (gathering articles and data) has been done for me. I have arranged to e mail him draft copies of my introduction and the chapters when I have done them. He wants my introduction by the end of Feb and also our next meeting will then be arranged.
Despite the obvious youth, he appeared to know what he was talking about. He shares an office with the tutor who is marking my last assignment. The results are due out at the end of this month. She did hint that I had no need to throw myself off a cliff because of a bad result.
