I don't often do the proud parent bit. But on Thursday we went up to Durham to watch the daughter getting her PhD (within 4 years!) for her thesis on, and I quote, "The making and remaking of Gogrial: Landscape, History and Memory in South Sudan". I'm a real toughie, but I was dead moved.
And it couldn't help remind me of the struggles to get my own PhD, which took rather longer than hers, it must be admitted. I still remember how cross I was when I got the "your four years is up" letter from Cambridge and my wise supervisor said he would only recommend a 6 month extension. (Good on him, in retrospect, else I'd still be doing it now.)
Anyway all this came flooding back, as we sat in Durham Cathedral (what a brilliant place for graduation) and then talked to the daughter's excellent supervisor (on right, below!.. that's Cherry and Zoe), and departmental colleagues, those she had worked with in the Oriental Museum, and in the whole visual culture outfit, including Ludi Jordanova. Blimey, I say, what a place. If you want a mother's view, I'm giving it total full marks...(by the way they have some visual culture doctoral studentships coming up if you are interested in PhD work).
But then there are all the other things about graduation ceremonies that amuse.