Death and football scores

Laid low at the moment. Resting, and hoping to not wake up to this view anytime soon. (Though I had a lovely conversation with someone who works with articulated skeletons, discussing their character of being mischievous and cheeky, always grabbing your hair or your jumper as you pass by. In her world, they stand together, giggling and conspiring... until exams when they are split up - and then they look so sad and lonely.) The last thing I did this week before needing to lie on the sofa under a cat for a week was dash to the library on Monday to consult books FAR too expensive for me to buy. But as I made some notes, I came across the BEST table of information (yes, I'm a data nerd). I'll s

Honey coloured bones

Quick post as I'm up to my eyeballs editing skeleton photos. The local friendly archaeologist has been giving me great access to be able to document normal and diseased skeletons from medieval times and earlier. And they are beautiful. I mean, ossicles and sutures to die for --> <-- Traces of tree roots leeching minerals from a skull. A beautiful retained frontal (metopic) suture. (I have one of those. It would be top of my osteology dating profile if I ever needed one). And then, vertebrae. I am getting to love how those guys stack, like demented pancakes. A whole portfolio will be coming soon. And prints will go on display at the upcoming event for death awareness week: "Things to do when

Bodyworlds Piccadilly

Not piccalilli. Not peccadillo. Not even Pickled Liver (though there might have been one). Thank you Siri and iphone autocorrect for trying to direct me to all of these places. Piccadilly. Bodyworlds Piccadilly. 1, Piccadilly Circus, in fact. Yes, Bodyworlds has a new permanent home in London. (one of quite a few around the world). It opened last month, and I had to rush down to see it. If you've not been to, or heard of Bodyworlds, then it is worth being forewarned that the display is basically lots and lots of preserved (by plastination), skinned and anatomised human bodies (plastinates), displayed in various imaginative and artistic ways. But don't make the mistake of thinking that this i

Best story of the month

This month I have been to a number of Death Awareness events: From Selfies to Runes, how do we want to be remembered? Face to Face with Medieval Cambridge (which had some wonderful re-enactors, one in full leprosy makeup!) and Living Well, Dying Well, (the latter organised through the wonderful - though I may be biased as I helped set it up) Dying for Life! All these events were at the Cambridge Festival of Ideas, 2018. Each of these events many new thoughts, conversations, exchanges of viewpoints, and personal stories. But my favourite came out of playing with others at solving the Skeleton Jigsaw (with my photo of one of my skeletons reproduced in full life size) at the Shared Frameworks e