This term I was studying the Knowledge Management module rather than teaching it. The new tutor brought in a number of major changes. For example, most of the classes were taught outdoors in the melting snow, and the regulation module footwear was a pair of white ice-skates.

I was looking forward to the advertised guest speakers until I heard that my father-in-law was one of them. His (supposedly) fun teaching method involved quizzing the students on the “missing word” from the statements about knowledge management that he copied from the literature on to the white board.

I was grateful at least to have the company of recent graduate PN. He had grown enormous in stature since his return to Germany at the end of last academic year.

Whenever I fancied a day off I headed to the wooden hut by the seashore. Here I sat on the upper level whiling my time away with my lovely niece AF.