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Dr John Tillotson has recently retired from his position as a Reader in medieval history at the Australian National University in Canberra, Australia. He has been teaching in this area for over three decades and has become so absorbed in medieval culture and society that some students regard him as oral testimony for the middle ages. |
| His contribution to this project has been to periodically announce that it would be very useful if somebody devised an interactive computer program to teach paleography. He has ransacked the Pandora’s boxes in his office for useful materials and provides a bottomless pit of expertise, when he has time. He has a great array of reference materials and can always produce a Latin dictionary or a book of dates when what you want is a translation. Without him, this project would never have been nagged into existence. Now that he has retired, we expect a more proactive contribution to decoding some of those esoteric documents in which he excels. | |
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Dr Dianne Tillotson has been married to the above for over three decades. Originally a science graduate, she embarked on a long educational enterprise in archaeology and anthropology in order to escape from medieval history. She did not succeed in this last endeavour. She thinks there are amazing similarities between the cultures of Southeast Asia and medieval Europe, but some of her friends and colleagues just don't get it. However, she never can remember who came first, Henry I or Henry II. |
| She has been devising interactive multimedia for medieval history teaching for some years now and is nearly good at it. Nobody pays her for it, but then she doesn’t have to shift the contents of an “in” box to an “out” box every day, or mark essays. She is getting quite good at practical paleography and thinks it ought to be more fun. | |
| The Drs Tillotson live on a small acreage just outside Canberra. They now have three grandchildren. They are trying to save the Earth, or at least a teeny little bit of it, by planting native trees and shrubs on the coldest, windiest, driest, most soil-deficient piece of flogged out sheep paddock in the southern hemisphere. Some of the trees are now bigger than they are. They are hoping that the rural retreat from reality that they managed to raise their own two boys in will survive long enough to be enjoyed by the grandchildren, but the evil capitalist protagonists of development are breathing down their necks. They have a dog, a Welsh pony, and since their old horse died they have acquired two donkeys, confirming the suspicions of their friends that they are slipping into their dotage. | |
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