So long LCC and hello Bournemouth

Well, there we go. I'm sat in Paddington outside the Mad Bishop munching on a "Paul" sandwich waiting for my train back to Cardiff having spent a lovely hour with drinks and some of my Advertising students. I'd intended to write this post with a snappy beginning and a snarky snipe at those who caused my departure (for those not familiar with the goings-on at LCC, have a look at Paul Simpson's blog here). To be honest though the impetus is not there. Although a story worth telling, there is a better one and that of course is of the students. Without getting too slushy, they're the best bunch I've had the pleasure to teach and I leave knowing in the long run they are all going to be fine (although disso/assignment pressure is on right now!). Kind, understanding and a giggle to teach, they indulged me on what at times were garbled explanations of hard ideas. Sorry! Teaching at LCC was never a chore or routine, and I'm exceedingly glad to say I never received blank uninterested stares. Befuddlement sometimes, but never uninterested. So rather than say goodbye, I'd rather say thanks.

As well as the students, I've also made friends amongst colleagues. I've already said my goodbyes so I won't repeat here, but again, thanks. It's been, umm, educational!