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A new year, a new start. I’ve been here before / It’s all new to me. Just the same old / A strange, different timetable, campus, ID, IT. Last year seems suddenly so far away as I walk into this new term, so Similar / Different compared to last...
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Any First Years wishing to subscribe to the C-card scheme – which allows you to collect free condoms from the Cripp’s Health Clinic – please wait behind after dinner and speak to the nurse at seven. A look goes up and down the long table in the middle of...
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For Day 2 of our Fresher’s Memoirs, Holly provides a touching poem of Night one at university, waiting for a message from her long-distance partner. Night one without him is not lonely yet, but too quiet. It is not yet cold, in fact it’s quite muggy, but I can...
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So here you are. First day of university life. Sat upon a freshly made bed, your mum’s parting gift, trying to get your head around the fact that you’re actually here. You made it. Months of studying, then a summer of anticipation, researching what to bring to uni, societies,...
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At the beginning of the month both myself and Georgia Butcher made our way down to Lakeside Arts for a private view of Manuscripts and Special Collections latest exhibit: ‘A Selection of Elections’. Curated by Kathryn Summerwill and officially opened by Val Wood of the Nottingham Women’s History group,...
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You might think with the amount of media choice out there these days that the past-time of reading is dying, and the publishing industry is slumped to its knees, drowning in a puddle of ink-stained tears and begging for mercy. Well – think again. In the US alone, publishing...
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She teeters. It will take 118 years until the global pay gap between men and women finally closes. She waits. One foot wedged on a crescent moon of a cradle, she rocks half the world to sleep. A basket of the deep Pacific sways atop her head, brimming,...