Many of you will have noted that I regularly gripe about my degree; lectured by lack-lustre geniuses who haven't seen a hair brush since 1900, and coaxed into remembering things by eager-yet-batty PhD students who can't tell one end of a board rubber from the other, it is hard to maintain a semblance of interest... Occasionally (very occasionally mind) I get lectured by someone with an ounce of verve on something that fires me up or intrigues me. Today was one of those days. Sex... read more
