Tales from the CDG Tardis

Level 5 Computing Subject Assessment Board. Not a meeting I’ve been invited to before, but in the current climate of strategic visibility, yada yada yada, I thought having been invited I should probably turn up. Spent most of an hour and a half listening to the shipping news… Smith, Fred. Fail. MF7. Bloggs, Joe. Fail. NS0. And so on and so forth until I really was drifting in and out of consciousness and was in every danger of falling into the upright nap, you know the one where your head lolls against a stranger’s and you wake up with your mouth open?

Trying to write programme report for biomedical science. It’s already about 7 pages and it was supposed to be succinct.

Finally start writing a resource evaluation for a new e-book collection and discover can’t get into said collection. Again. Gah. That’s them off my Christmas card list.

On plus side, indulge in end-of-year spending bonanza on market reports, precious things that only savvy printwise students discover (unless they come to our sessions).

Time to brave the June showers, Tesco and all manner of other obstacles before I get to the weekend proper. Off to the wedding of hubby’s PhD student tomorrow: will we be the oldest people there? Should just be pipped by parents of the B and G so that’s something to be thankful for. And finally after 4 years I get to see inside St Salvator’s Chapel.

Happy weekend everybody, go out and do something less boring than reading blogs…

Just back from Scottish Division’s AGM. Arrived early and was joined by a few faithful souls, but at the designated start time we were still several officers short of a meeting. Very strange. After 15 minutes we invoked the power of mobile to find our trusty colleagues. They were at the right University, in the wrong building, looking for the right room. (I’m not sure exactly what part the desk staff at said institution played in this mix-up). We were reunited - quite a large crowd as it turned out - and the meeting duly took place. Butted in too many times and now feeling I should have kept mouth shut.  No one likes a bossy britches!

Amuse myself on the train by brainstorming ideas for ‘The Timelord’s guide to CPD’ session for the Branch & Group day at Peebles in June. Hope to make it fun, relevant and interactive. So many things to prepare, so little time - concentrating on keeping all the balls in the air, eggs in the basket, general spheres in orbit.

I find myself constantly having to switch between modes. Today I go to two big meetings of different sections of the same Division. We’re negotiating the content of different modules for next year. I’m horribly confused as everybody has different ideas about what’s happening to a particular module which has always been the biggest piece of my information literacy jigsaw. Is it getting scrapped? Updated? Left alone? Feel like I’m at an auction, primed to bid at every possible opportunity. One meeting ends up with a free for all on library issues - seeing me there has reminded everyone that they haven’t answered my several consultations about trial resources, budgets, stock edits, etc etc.

Decide to have the evening off professional stuff - but have a Bible study to prepare for a housegroup tomorrow. Decide on a sort of existential theme: what are we doing at that group and what is it for anyway? Is this the SIG Presidency affecting my judgement? Put in seven Scripture readings so that no one will notice I don’t actually have a sound hypothesis - just more questions than answers!