Extreme Librarianship
Tomorrow Right Foot and I are off to the South Island of New Zealand, where I shall avoid Queenstown for fear of being persuaded to jump off a cliff, go white-water rafting, or endure looping loops in a light aircraft. We are Winnebagoing our way around like a couple of Grey Nomads in training, taking it easy. But before I do that I have to finish another submission about why the university will come to a sticky end if our unit on Information Literacy is not found a new home in another core compulsory subject, the previous one having been voted off the campus. Everyone else is jostling for position as well, trying to ensure their special interest makes the cut. I rather enjoy a bit of a barney.