Oh London, why do I only have three more weeks with thee?

Sadly I only have three more weeks here in London. Though I am not too sad because I know I will be back in the not to distant future. And I will continue to enjoy the time I have here up until the end.
I don’t have any tales of great adventure to write about in this entry. I have been a little more boring then usual due to my independent paper being due at the end of next week and having my final for my British literature class next Wednesday; though this hasn’t been drudgery. My independent paper, I think, is going quite well. It is materializing into a very interesting angle from which to view British social history over the last 150 years or so. If you don’t remember I am writing about the history of citizenship education in this country. I am looking particularly at the later imperial age, WWI and WWII and their aftermath (cold war, recovery, etc.). I feel looking at what was taught and was not taught to particular groups of students in the UK at specific times can tell us a lot about the mindset, morals, ambitions and fears of English society as a whole at those times. Also, I am trying to show that citizenship education has been used for furthering bias political and social prerogatives throughout history and this is something that those concerned with citizenship education should be aware of and try to prevent from happening in modern citizenship education.
Also, I am lucky in that I am getting to write my paper in some of the must unique libraries in the world. I have been going a lot to both the Senate House and British Library. Both of these are beautiful buildings, very elegant and inspiring places to work. The British Library has a massive glass column right in the middle of the building reaching probably 6 stories high with some of the rarest and oldest books held in any library in the world stored in it. It is an awe-inspiring sight
It has not been all work for me though; I have definitely left time for fun and decompression as well. My friends and I have a pub that we frequent that we call the “castle” as it is in an old stone building with little nooks and crannies all over that one can sit and have a beer or ale in. It has murals all over the walls of great writers and philosophers and many other loyal customers that we have mingled with. The guy behind the bar knows us and pours a round of our favourite, Samuel Smith’s Alpine Lager, without us even having to ask for it.
The last two weekends I have also gone to check out some local music, something I have neglected since I have been here. Last weekend I went with a friend to a very hip little neighbourhood surrounding the University of London’s art school. There was a little club nestled between two pubs that had like four bands playing that night. They were all great: jazz, progressive rock, fusion and such. It was a very chill club and everyone in there was having a great time. This last Saturday I went looking to here some blues in Soho and stayed out till the wee hours listening to a particularly unique and melodic blues band I found in another little chill club.
Well back to work for a couple hours. I have been writing funding requests to companies like Marks and Spencer and Carillian all day and now I’m about to work on some news articles for the giving nation page (it has news about charitable organization, happenings and people geared towards young readers). Then I think I’m going to the national gallery for an hour or so to relax before going to the library, then perhaps the ‘castle’ after that.