You know how it is.
Yesterday's journey was an interesting one on the train.
Maybe it is only in the second class Master Cutler carriage that one gets a proposal of marriage from a perfect stranger.
As I am not really into polygamy, I felt I should refuse.
The guy already had two wives and six children.
(But maybe he was just trying to impress me with numbers. It is a common gambit.)
Perhaps if I had read this book I would have seen things differently. After all, as we multi modal, post structuralist, post modernists, post academic, post haste blog posting bloggers know, relationships are just a social construct.
Certainly as research into female baboons clearly shows, the more wives there are in a household, the more help you can get with picking out fleas.
Mmm hmm.
......well anyway .... that was a bit of a digression,
The conference I went to was a rather flashier affair than I am used to.


I came home really tired and not a little unhelpful to my family. This is where maybe I could agree that polygamy is a feminist act.
And maybe `I should think more about whether I want to be a soup maker or write papers.
Either way, boys and girls, tomorrow I will be exploring more about identity, journeys and maybe a little 'Je ne sais pourquoi'.
I am not kidding you mate, this is the space to be.
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