Not quite the right message
More or less opposite the spot where I wait for the Tube of an evening, there has been for quite some while now a poster in the excellent cause of research into leukaemia and blood cancers.
I'm just not sure that the slogan that 'We're not going to hang up our white coats until we have the answer' is one that I'm wholly on board with.
Because, er, those unhung-up white coats will not stay white for long and that would be just a leeetle insanitary, no?
But even more, I would like people researching life or death conditions to get adequate amounts of sleep and the occasional holiday, not to mention weekends off, as very likely a more productive course. Or at least not hallucinating from sleeplessness over their microscopes.
(If Fleming had been regularly and obsessively hovering over those petri dishes, would the mould ever have taken hold?)
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Also, somehow incongruous:
The Bloomsbury Festival. I do not see the shades of V Woolf, L Strachey, et al merrily rollicking at this event, but perhaps I'm wrong.
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And, just because Remember, remember: A history of fireworks in Britain, is at the Compton Verney gallery until 11 December.
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