ABSTRACT
In 2012, I visit Brussels to attend a conference. When having breakfast at my hotel, I glimpsed a newspaper that is among the other newspapers laid out for guests to read. On the front page, I see yet again an article about the wonderful women of Iceland who have so successfully rescued Iceland from crisis. I should have cut out the article, photographed it with my phone or at least noted where I could find it again so I could use it for my ongoing research. But at the moment I just felt a sense of annoyance.
