Cambridge... really?

www.theguardian.com/uk-news/2019/jul/04/cambridge-teaching-staff-to-protest-over-insecure-work

I wonder what the pay for folk higher-up the Cambridge ladder is? I mean, I don't see many Vice-Chancellors with the same money problems.

Turn them all back into monks with vows of poverty. Especially the folk at the top. Or maybe be a bit more reasonable.

I'd love some of those Dons, Chancellors, and those with tenure to be forced into Chastity, Abstinence, and Poverty; just like all the Junior lecturers and teachers at Cambridge U who haven't got private incomes.

About time there was a bit of a row about this. And about time that folk from abroad were appraised of this circumstance before investing in their kid's tertiary education.

We value education so much in this country that we are happy to let our teachers starve.

And now to more important stuff...

Today is the 4th of July.

On this day, a couple of centuries or so ago, the American colonies declared independence. Shame and all that. Still, congratters to the Yanks for sloughing off the colonial yoke.

But rather more importantly to me; on this day, six years ago, Æ was born. Whatever else has happened between Fred and me, how can I ever be other than grateful for the unexpected onset of fatherhood in late middle-age? (When the knees don't creak, obvs, and the worries about incipient mortality don't overwhelm.)

In my world today is Millie's day. Alas, it is a school day and I shall not see her until this evening. And she is going to be spoiled rotten with presents from everyone. Must make sure H doesn't feel left out.