The only thing worse than battling through a university subject in the summer break (the first of two, why oh whyyyyyy do you do this to yourself?!), is a take-home exam for said subject in the summer break. You’re only just easing back into the whole study fandangle. Essays you might just deal with. You’ve written enough of those. But a take-home exam? No thank you. They say kindly the day before ‘it’ll be easy. If you’ve done all the readings and attended all the classes you’ll be just fine’. Hah. Liars. When on earth did we learn about the physiognomy of nature? Oh. Maybe that’s when you were daydreaming about what to cook for dinner. Mm that’s right. Big-whoops there. Continue reading
Taste Without Waste 