Author: Suzanne Conboy-Hill

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Science Fact – NASA’s mars rover live lab

Suzanne Conboy-Hill

I watched the first moon landing on a grainy TV up in a loft in Brighton and now I’m watching NASA on live streaming video building a rover that will be going to Mars in 2020. The lab is in a different time zone so often there’s no one there but one night there were two men in an office at the back – and they waved. Totally freaked. Couple of days later someone at bottom left looked up and waved and it was all I could do not to wave back. This thing is one-way. Not to mention I … Continue reading Science Fact – NASA’s mars rover live lab

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Margaret Fleming

Suzanne Conboy-Hill

This woman probably died in 1999. That’s when she was last seen by her GP and by anyone at all who wasn’t her carer. Until 2016 NO ONE NOTICED. Margaret had learning disabilities. Her carers claimed benefits on her behalf until 2016 when benefits officials FINALLY paid a visit to her home. Her carers, I use the term loosely, claimed she was at the house in 2017 and ran off when police arrived to search for her. They’ve now been convicted of her murder. This report and image come from the Scottish Daily Record, but it’s not the only instance … Continue reading Margaret Fleming

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Time to wrap up the science blog?

Suzanne Conboy-Hill

I have another blog; actually there’s a small flotilla of them due to special interest like literacy and interviewing for decisional capacity and the discovery that each module of the fine art course requires its own. It’s a blog zoo and it has a successful breeding programme. But there’s a particular one that served a purpose at its inception by separating my science identity from my more, what shall we say, relaxed? persona and which, now I’ve been out of that world long enough to have lost contact with any direct expertise, is getting little attention. I haven’t lost interest in … Continue reading Time to wrap up the science blog?

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Getting all sheepish at the Basement

Suzanne Conboy-Hill

Joining the flock at The Basement93 today, and giving those cats a run for their money, Her Royal Woolliness of the House of the Red Wellies. The print is from an original pencil drawing coloured digitally in Rebelle software made by Escapemotions. Her Woolliness appeared originally in Not Being First Fish and other diary dramas as an adjunct to a Michael Fish anecdote (obviously), and if the wind’s in the right direction, there’ll be a copy nearby for a browse and possibly for sale. Several other illustrations are also available as prints so if you see one in the book … Continue reading Getting all sheepish at the Basement

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‘Tis the season

Suzanne Conboy-Hill

Somehow, normal time – the sort that plods predictably slowly during tedious meetings and gallops along through anything enjoyable – ties itself in knots come November. October is October – sensible and operating within the rules, as is most of November. Too early to think of Christmas so I don’t. Next thing I know we’ve been through a wormhole and here we are heading down a temporal waterslide to the last posting day for second class and no chance of parking in town without a scrap. To add to the mayhem, I started a Fine Art degree in October and … Continue reading ‘Tis the season

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Black Cat Stories: hard to home and just as likely to honk in your shoe as purr in your faceLeave a comment

Promotion

Suzanne Conboy-Hill

Fliss compressed her short, squat, frame further into the burned out hollow of the hull, shoving Hennessey’s evacuated carcass aside and flicking indeterminate debris casually off her weapons harness. She holed up to consider strategy. Fliss was a soldier; a grunt on the peri-solar defence ring where killing aliens, not caring platitudes, got you through a shift. She looked down at her uniform, or what passed for one after this morning’s skirmish, and scraped off the residue it had collected from the blast that took out her unit’s communications array. Most of her squad had gone with it and some … Continue reading Promotion

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