I am writing late in the day at our new home. Since my last blog a whole load of sweat and strategy, tea and solidarity has wrought a whole new […]
Odd objects found at Glasgow Women’s Library during the final days of packing: A large, yellow unused inflatable chair Fourteen pairs of unused brown shoelaces A fourpack of decorative toothpicks […]
Hello, Even my blogs have an echo now at 109. 412 boxes have been dispached and there is one final uplift scheduled for Friday. Next Monday the Library will start […]
The Library’s growth is both strategic and yet still reassuringly organic. Intuition, tapping into (and on spectacular occasions appearing to anticipate and influence) the zeitgeist, working with the knowledge that […]
Further musings. I am itching to write up the KnowHow materials for all interested parties on my return to Glasgow but some fragments are surfacing as I am sending my […]
Day 3 in Oaxaca where the burnt-out cars and buses still partly blockade the streets after 90 days of demonstrations, shootings and city-wide trauma. Today there is strike by all […]
To the staff, Board and ever vigilant blog visitors of this site (and my parents who may reasonably have imagined me hostaged or taken with the idea of joining the […]
Our next door neighbours at 109 have been Klass Leather shop and Mitchells Amusement Arcade. Mitchells are located on the ground floor of the magnificent, crumbling, neoclassical Panopticon Theatre. Stan […]
Hello again to the patient readers of the Liblog. The metaphorical tides of journals and shelves, files and books have been swept up and reconstituted into the lovingly labelled, serried […]
The Library is moving. I mean that in two senses as I write. Yards of books and files are morphing into piles of boxes, furniture is being displaced and recycled […]
