New Article: Computer-aided qualitative data analysis of social media … in legaled

RALT_COVER_50-01.inddComputer-aided qualitative data analysis of social media for teachers and students in legal education

I am grateful that my article was included in a special edition of The Law Teacher, edited by Professor Paul Maharg.

The article addresses a new field for legal education researchers. It describes and discusses emergent methods for computer-aided qualitative data analysis of social media in legal education. You find the article here.


Some free eprints available…

Update: all 50 free eprints were downloaded over the last day. You can still access the article via your library’s account at:

Further to my previous post regarding my article recently published in The Law Teacher, ‘Is scholarship of teaching and learning in PLT a professional responsibility?’ – some free eprints are available via this link.



SoTL, PLT, and the paramount obligation proposition

LawTeacher2015The good people at The Law Teacher have published my article about some insights I gleaned from interviews with PLT practitioners. The Law Teacher is an international legal education journal well worth a subscription. Click here to find an online version of my article, Kristoffer Greaves (2015): Is scholarship of teaching and learning in practical legal training a professional responsibility?, The Law Teacher, DOI: 10.1080/03069400.2014.991203. This article is paywalled, but hopefully you can get access to it via your institution’s library.

In précis, during interviews with Australian PLT practitioners in mid-2013 I used a question about lawyers’ paramount obligations to the court to provoke discussion about institutional and extra-institutional forces affecting scholarship of teaching and learning in institutional PLT. The article is a necessarily brief analysis of interviewees’ responses to the question. The interviews form part of the data collected for  my PhD thesis, which I hope to submit for examination around the end of March this year.




ISSOTL14 Award and ISSOTL15 Call for Abstracts

Further to my previous post about my presentation at ISSOTL14 in Quebec City, I was honoured (and surprised!) when my oral presentation received an ISSOTL Award for Best Presentation Led by a Post-Graduate Student.

It was an excellent conference, and several of the sessions were very helpful to my research regarding PLT practitioners’ engagement with scholarship of teaching and learning.

Next year’s conference, ISSOTL15, will be hosted by Monash University and RMIT University. Calls for abstracts open 27 October 2014, and you can learn more about ISSOTL15 here.


Site Update

hikingI am sitting in the airport lounge awaiting my flight to Singapore – so what does one do? One installs the latest WordPress (v4) self-hosted blogging software – all via an iPad. For someone who cut their ICT teeth on Commodore 64s and the like decades ago, the mobility is still a wonder.

If you encounter any problems with the upgraded site, please let me know via the comments or the contact form, I would be grateful.


A Brief Break in Transmission

I am travelling in a fairly remote part of South Australia for 14 days. No mobile service, and few internet connections available, so blogging will be interrupted during this time. See you when I get back!



I’ve just updated my WordPress to version 3.9.1 – it has taken a while to debug the auto-update process for my site, but I think this is finally sorted. I’ve also re-installed the Twitter updates widget in the sidebar. I think everything is working properly, but if you notice something is awry, I would be pleased if you let me know.


Remembering Aunty Audrey

Remembering my aunt, Audrey Allen, passed away 20 March 2014, funeral at Coffs Harbour Audrey Allentoday, 25 March 2014. She would have reached her 88th birthday in June.

In recent decades I would see Audrey once a year at most, when I visited my mother at Christmas, or for birthdays. Audrey was, however, a pivotal influence in my infant years.

Around 1964, my parents asked Audrey to look after my brother Sebastian and me in the dairy town of Benboka, near Eden on the southern coast of New South Wales. I cannot remember how long we were there, but it was long enough for Audrey to start me at the tiny school in Benboka. I think it is likely that Sebastian and I nearly drove Audrey to distraction.

I remember:
Walking with Audrey to fetch a pitcher of milk from a very elderly couple in a tiny timber house, down the road.

Walking with Audrey, her husband Vic, and their children to herd dairy cattle along a road. I was given a piece of green garden hose to “encourage” the cows.

Vic took me fencing with an old codger. I was fascinated by the workings of an electric fence. At morning tea, the codger gave me a rolled fag and a cup of bitter tea. It made me ill; Audrey was furious with Vic.

I would walk to and from school. I had a tendency to wander. One day I stopped by the clay tennis courts to watch my cousin play. There were translucent green and red “soaker” hoses snaked along the grass outside the tennis court. They looked delicious, and I tried chewing on them.

There were dried dog scats on the tennis court, bleached chalky white in the summer. There was a delicious delight in crushing them with my bare foot.

One day I took so long to walk home from school, it was nearly dark when I arrived. Audrey was waiting in the dusk-shrouded doorway, which seemed lit up by her radiating fury and worry, a dog leash in her hand. I knew trouble when I saw it, and realised I had to run the gauntlet. I took off through the doorway and Audrey managed to get in a couple of good whacks across my calves as I crashed through.

Vic and Audrey had one of those lobe-shaped hand-built plywood caravans, that enjoy a retro distinction today. We sometimes used the caravan as a cubby house – I thought it was the most luxurious and amazing thing ever.

We went swimming in an icy cold local creek, stained with tannin from the state forests. I was simultaneously repulsed and attracted to the frog spawn foaming at the ragged banks.

Audrey was an enthusiastic collector, with many interesting treasures. One item that fascinated me (and I still think about it today) was a pressed metal typewriter toy that could actually type. You rotated a dial on the top of the typewriter shaped box, to select a letter to type, one at a time. It was brightly coloured as pressed-metal toys are. I desired it with all my heart (and still kind of want it now).

Audrey was always really well turned out. She had an excellent eye, and a keen intellect revealed through incisive quips. She liked a bit of verbal thrust and parry. She was both sharp and kind.

I miss her now, selfishly, an embodiment of my distant infancy.