n a rare burst of enthusiasm I have signed up for a ten-week Harvard University distance learning course in the history and theory of architecture.
It requires a commitment of three to five hours a week and comprises videos, online tests, rudimentary design and some model-making.
My reasoning is that I often commit that much time a week to watching a TV box set while sitting slumped on a settee with a bowl of crisps, so why not do something more worthwhile instead?
Another motivation is the realisation, stronger with every year, that I have so much to learn.
My ignorance is fathomless. First there is the random stuff everyone else seems to have ingested with their mother’s milk: classical mythology, rudimentary philosophy, Tudor history.