One final note: your claim for “patiently explaining” is somewhat undermined by calling me “tiresome” in the same sentence, just another little bit of reader feedback for ya. The phrase you might be looking for is “passive aggressively.”

Oh, you’re BEING elliptical. Well, you go on with your pretentious self, then, Heidegger.

If you’re going to be using ellipses as much as you currently do, you really need to look up how they work and what they mean.

I know of a handful of pubs in central London that do this, actually.

Being an older student you are very possibly overestimating how well prepared your fellow classmates are in performing research. I’ve taught third year coureses at a very good university (I’m just finishin my PhD in the humanities), and I also always taught research methods in those, including the stages of…

Humour is subjective and cultural. The fact that a lot of people like them is because they find them funny. Just because you don’t find them funny doesn’t make it any kind of concrete truth, it just means that you don’t find them funny, that’s it. There’s no mystery here.

I think it was as kittenbunnypuppishfish (? lots-o-animals!) said, but also something clearly went wrong in the procedure. Because the fetus was dead, it was really meant to be a kind of surgical extraction, in the least invasive means possible, but she didn’t react in a typical way to pain killers. There was…

Jesus, that’s really heart-breaking — I’m so sorry you both went through that, and still go through that from the sounds of what you describe. Grief is a terrible, long-legged thing.