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‘An extraordinary item of business’. So the Manchester Courier and Lancashire Advertiser described the decision to amalgamate Bolton Grammar School and the High School for Boys in December 1897. It went on to comment that ‘much will be said before it becomes – if ever – an accomplished fact’. Eighteen months later the first issue…

Last week I spent a glorious morning in Manchester with my husband, children and parents attending my graduation.  It was a lovely ceremony to share with my family, so I thought I’d share a photo of me in my silly hat (cue a few games of frisbee) and posh robes (“Mummy, you look like Hermione…

Today has been an unusual day: I went to help out the PTFA of my children’s primary school with the refreshments for the Key Stage 1 sports day. (Bear with me – I promise this post really is work-related). It proved to be an interesting social experience, because although these were people I meet regularly…

There’s something strange about commuting to Manchester.  I don’t do it often anymore, but on Wednesday I tootled in to visit the Whitworth Art Gallery with Bolton Historical Association, and the trip down the M6, M61 and A580 brings with it a lot of memories.  Foremost among them is the recollection of driving down one…

This post on the Thesis Whisperer’s blog managed to articulate much better than me almost exactly what I was trying to say in my last-but-one post. ‘Finished’ is a very strange place to be, especially when so many of us find it difficult to move into another role immediately upon completion. The Thesis Whisperer This…