The number of posts I put on this blog is inversely proportional to the amount of time I spend in the lab. Curious. Currently we are waiting while E. coli are frostily lulled into a false sense of security, so when there is a knock on their door and a genial looking plasmid salesman is revealed on the doorstep to say ‘Hallo guv, would you be interested in some new genes? Innit?’ they will foolishly invite him into their home. And offer him fruitcake. Ha. Ha. Ha. Ha.
The human practices panel was…a mixed success? It didn’t go as cleanly as hoped, mainly because we’ve never done this before. On the upside, A Great And Mighty Horde of eminent staff members appeared, and their feedback was essential. Tom assures us it is a good thing. We have learned much from their challenging questions, and are gaining ground on the winding road to wisdom.
Freddie is giggling to himself from the other computer; I think he may be mad. It is depressing that I have to work with such weirdos, they are incompatible with my high level of seriousity.