2012 — 28 November: Wednesday
By their soundbites shall ye know them. As if any of our largely irrelevant guvmint ministers, no matter where located on the hapless / helpless spectrum, can ever actually solve the UK's perpetual housing crisis simply by building more houses.1 Why, the very idea.
Two, or possibly three, of us are going to attempt a walk this morning. Finding a mud-free patch uncluttered by beautiful new developments will be the tricky bit. Gollum hates mudses.
Back...
... muddied, but unbowed, in time to set about foraging for a stale crust and a rind of cheese. It was cold in the wind, but I'm sure the layer of mud will brush off the trouser legs when it's dried out. A shower helps take the chill off. As will a nice, hot cuppa. It's 13:09 and rather too grey out there.
Here are my just-delivered afternoon listening and reading choices. It's a tough job being me, but someone has to do it :-)
The CD was made from tapes originally home-recorded on a second-hand Revox F36 and, apart from some minor distortion here and there, sounds incredible. Track 16 (which is the second of two versions of "I talk to the wind" on the album) also features Ian McDonald and Judy Dyble and first appeared on "The Young Person's Guide to King Crimson" in 1975. Amazing. After my first listen I'd rate it alongside the "McDonald and Giles" album. Very enjoyable.
Out for the count?
I spotted this mere moments ago atop one of my email subfolders as displayed by the Chrome browser that I sometimes use for my Google Mail access:
Notice how so many (many) programming errors occur in the vicinity of "boundaries" or "limits" of one sort or another? (Or maybe they were just counting from zero?)