2011 — 11 March: Friday
There's a saying "Laughter is the best medicine."1 If that's true, the lingering remnants of my cold should have been dispersed by watching the film "RED" when I returned from a splendid evening meal. It's a delightful romp based on the graphic comic by Warren Ellis, who earlier wrote the amazing "Transmetropolitan".
It's now 00:13 and I've lined up a walk in a few hours, so it's off to the Land of Nod I go. G'night.
I can't begin to...
... imagine what it must be like to experience either an earthquake or a tsunami. I wonder how these were explained before the theory of plate tectonics. And, equally, how they can be described as acts of God. I read somewhere not long ago that Einstein never gave much credence to modern geological theory. And, of course, he also remarked that God did not play tricks with the Cosmos.
On this side of the globe the sun is shining and breakfast is energising me for a short, local walk. It's 09:35.
Back...
... from nearly seven miles strolling through a peaceful, sunny English countryside in time to catch the updated news coming in from Japan. The thought of an earthquake some 8,000 times more powerful than the one in Christchurch last month is almost impossible to imagine. It must be terrifying.
Supplies gathered in. Tea and a chat with my neighbour. The Kermode and Mayo film programme. Before you know it (before I know it) it's already 19:02 and time for my evening meal. I wish it wouldn't sneak up on me like that :-)