Completing the MW exams wasn’t quite the death of me, but a post-mortem is nonetheless the most apt phrase. The lurid task of picking over the bones of such draining work proves morbidly irresistible. It began within moments of our final paper, when our corpus of students staggered together, half-zombies, half-vultures, to be anointed with a…
Written by 13 Jun 2011
Diary of an MW student - part 26, the exam!
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