Master of One...
It seems that I have now graduated from my eternal studentdom with a Masters in Arts Administration and Cultural Policy.
With Distinction.
Hand on heart...
This (left) wasn't quite my reaction, but it was close. Relief, a very much lower bank balance, and a masters.
Not bad for one years' work.
Image taken from my impromptu sesh with the wonderful Seamus at Sunday Shoots on Columbia Road, now forming the basis of the Boy's birthday present. Now aren't I generous?!
5 comments:
Congratulations my dear. Quite an accomplishment (spoken as someone who doesn't even have an undergrad degree). And the photo is adorable. Really captures your personality. The boy will be happy.
Berry nice pic.
This comment is from Jonathan whom you had dinner with last December in London, with Dennis.
- Jonathan
thank you both! Jonathan, of course I remember you and thanks for the clarity, though to outsiders that does look a bit suspect!! :-)
x
That is a gorgeous pic. What more could a Boy want?
And very many congratulations on the Distinction (I knew the Masters was a done deal). I'm so glad endless wrapping of bathmelts wasn't enough to sabotage things...
"Berry nice" is a colloquial version of "very nice" that I made up to emphasize how great berries (straw, blue, rasp, etc) are and then to impart that sentiment to other things that I consider equally, if not more, good.
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