People in I meet in Cambridge rarely seem to be from England, or even the UK. Last night I was at the pub with a Lithuanian, a German, a Sri Lankan, a Dutchwoman (Netherlander?), two Turks, a Spaniard and a guy from China. They were fairly impressed that my PhD., at least nominally, is about beer. I was much more interested in the work they're doing on characterising the steps involved in stem cells becoming committed to becoming certain types of cells. It was pretty cool, sitting by the river watching drunk people in punts while talking shit. It's also been interesting to find out that even people who are demonstrably astoundingly good worry that they may not be very good at this whole science business.
I have almost finished my epic metabolite extracting mission, and will be able to move on to sorting out this lipid analysis method. So yeah, I feel like I am actually achieving stuff, and may not end up working at Liquorland when I'm done. More than that, I may actually be done at some stage. Now there's a reassuring thought.
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I wonder: what part do metabolites play in the determination of how stem cells proceed? Long, long ago, I sat in embryology lectures, watching a whiz-kid go um, ah, somehow, and wave his hands while trying to account for early-stage differentiation. Blaming the metabolites seems a workable hypothesis . . .
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