Although I am thrilled to be joining my new colleagues at UC Davis, I am also so sad to be parting from my colleagues at Nuffield. I am so grateful: to Andreas and Maxime, my cohort-mates (pictured here), for their laughter and friendship; to my housemate Jonas, for his kindness and care; to my fellow politics postdocs Solé and Asli, who brought so much joy into my life; to Andy, Ben, Jane, and Ezequiel, who mentored me through a rocky year; to Caroline, Eleni, and Andrew, for allowing me to join such a warm and passionate community; to Dave, Mara, Stathis, Anja, David, Ray, Alex, Robin, Cécile, Pepper, and Charlotte, who welcomed me into the wider world of Oxford; and to Ole, David, Bastian, Aluma, Barbara, Juan, Elise, Sonke, Lucie, and Kevin, who made room for me in everything from a Great British Bake-off to the Women’s World Cup Final in Lyon. As A.A. Milne wrote: “How lucky am I to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.”
An unbelievable 24 hours in Lyon...
I lost one of the great loves of my life today. After almost 17 years, Phoebe has gone to join her older brother Luke. She was sassy, and a ferocious hunter, and loved snuggling in the morning. She used to cry with delight when I walked in the door, wagging her tail and gently holding one of my fingers in her teeth while she told me about her day. I will miss her so terribly much, and although she’s in a better place, I wish she could’ve waited six weeks for me to come home and let her hold my finger one more time. Phoebe, darling, my heart is full with you. I can’t wait for the next time I get to see you.
Beautiful sunset in London this evening.
What a city
@tashsultanaofficial with my faves #latergram
A little bit of peace.
Splurged a little today and got these flowers. Makes me happy.
Heading home from the trip: a genuine no-filter photo over Greenland.
From Wales to London: in which we encounter a henge that is not a henge, what appears to be the magical field of poppies from the Wizard of Oz, and vintage Lotuses.
Belatedly posting the rest of the Scotland photos. The deer photos were taken with a special filter, commonly referred to as the "windshield of a 2016 Vauxhall Astra." Highly recommend. Other photos are from Glen Etive, where Skyfall was filmed.
Tragically, Scotland turned out to be hideous, and full of Scotch.
The horrible weather followed us from Scotland down past Hadrian's Wall and well into the Lake District.
It just keeps going...
Textures of Edinburgh...
Edinburgh, better than your city.
Public art in Edinburgh (and a cool motorcycle).
In which Sean plays the world's tiniest bagpipe in the Red Light District of our Airbnb, a little girl meets a floating witch, and the sign outside our apartment building causes some confusion.
If Edinburgh were a person, she'd be the kind of person who wears all her jewelry at the same time. #prettiestpansyattheball
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