Remember remember, the 5th of November… Or the genesis of all of this.
No, I’m not trying to create [or even transform] my blog in some sort of digital newspaper by putting dates always in the beginning. However, this one deserves it more than the previous two blogs I wrote.
5th November, no… not 2015. 5th November 2013, Manchester. Autumn Conference held by the Society of Forensic Sciences, Chartered Society of Forensic Sciences nowadays.
The evening was quite nice. My first time in the UK apart from London, and I can even say, touristic London.
My hostel, the Haters, predicted a very good stay for the music they were playing when I got there. Near Piccadilly, the hotel was just there, 5 minutes walking from my place, and before 9am, there I was, entering this hotel and getting ready to present a poster about forensic psychology from a part of my masters. I didn’t know what to expect from this conference, and maybe I was expecting more social scientists. I met several people, amongst them some that I remembered this year, who were quite nice to meet again. But there was one person that I met and changed in some extent the path that my professional life would follow the next months [and years I might say]. So, after talking with a huge number of chemists, physicists and biologists, and also a good amount of forensic practitioners, mainly associated with the previous fields, I was seated in a table not too in the front, expecting another talk about natural sciences, and from the blue I had in one slide a psychology journal. I thought it was just my head thinking, “oh would be so nice to hear something about social sciences in such important conference”. But, I was indeed hearing something related to psychology. Lisa Smith was the name of the speaker, and University of Leicester, was the name of the institution this forensic scientist was representing.
I took the mojo, and waited to speak with her in the end of her talk. I don’t remember quite well what I said, but I remember saying how good was to hear from psychology. Contacts were changed, and yes, the lecturer I hear two years ago in Manchester, is today my supervisor. The story between it, you can probably get it from my first blogs, and also from my colleagues’ blogs about the application to get this position. But, it’s not the application that I’m talking about right now, instead, is the nostalgic feeling when I’m allowed to transport myself two years ago, to this same city.
Of course, I’m telling you mainly the great part of this story. If I would tell you the story ipsis verbis, it might be somehow different regarding to the feelings associated to this change in my life. But in everything you do have goods and bads, ying and yang philosophy works amazingly well in here.
Well, two years later, instead of presenting a poster, I presented a talk with my fellows [in crime] from INTREPID Forensics. It was interesting to see how some things are the same, and how some changes are being made. I will write one post regarding one issue I think it’s important to take attention to. But the message[s] I would like to pass in this blog will be:
Expect nothing. If for some reason I was expecting [again] a talk that was not so focused on my field, I might had lost Lisa’s talk.
Always be ready. Even if you’re not, try to be. To talk and present yourself to others. Even to people you might think they will not have anything related to what you’re doing. Incredibly or not, I had this experience this year. Two years ago I met Hazzel Biggs from KTN. At the time, it seemed only a very social person who likes to know what younger people are doing and discuss ideas during a coffee break. This year I met Hazzel again. After the conference’s dinner, I was with Silke and Sofia having a coffee and a cigarette, Hazel showed up and started to talk with us about the INTREPID project. From the blue, we got the possibility to meet more fingerprint examiners that Hazel might know. Even if that’s not possible, it was already a win for the projects!
Enjoy your life as a researcher, but don’t forget to give some rest to your brain. And if you’re at Manchester, drop by Chapter 1 near Piccadilly Gardens, or during the night Matt n Phreds. They will not disappoint you regarding the music they have there!
See ya next time Manchester.