Its 12 years since I first arrived at the University of Nottingham as a fresh-faced undergraduate. I didn’t think back then I’d still be here 12 years later, having studied two degrees and worked in a number of jobs across the university. Now it is time to move on (more on this in a later post perhaps), so I thought I’d look back on my time at Nottingham with a photoblog.
My first home in Nottingham was Willoughby Hall. I was a resident of the ground floor extension (bottom right), which I later found out had an infamous reputation around campus (not of my making, I hasten to add).
Like most of my fellow undergrads, I moved into a house in Lenton, directly underneath the brooding blocks of Lenton flats. When I moved in Sainsbury’s Local was still Jacksons’ and the Dog n Topper (now Tesco’s Express) and Grove pubs (now nothing) were still open.
I was fortunate enough to be lectured by a certain Professor Martyn Poliakoff and his 1st year lecture course on Green Chemistry was influential in encouraging me to continue in chemistry after my first degree.
After four years, I graduated with an MSci (Hons) in Chemistry, then decided to return to study a PhD with Pete Licence.
My PhD saw me grapple with pieces of kit a little bit different to what I’d been used to as I learnt a number of techniques in order to study ionic liquids at very low pressures.
From time to time, even the Professor (Rob Jones) was happy to get his hands dirty.
Four years later, I was graduating again.
Although I may lived and worked in one place for over a decade, there were chances to travel, especially to international conferences.
It wasn’t all sight-seeing and tourism, work had to be done too!
and take part in games of tug-o-war.
Outside the lab, I enjoyed relaxing at the cricket,
walking in the Peak District,
and sampling the local music, err, talent.
In case of a late night thirst, there was always one establishment that could be relied upon,
although the University itself is well equipped for those seeking refreshment.
There were sporting successes
some bad times
but plenty of times to celebrate.
So thanks to the city of Robin Hood
and to all those I’ve met, worked with and befriended there over the years.