2014 — 28 June: Saturday

Not entirely to my surprise1 Peter and his g/f have yet to materialise, having 'misunderestimated' (as he told me quite late yesterday evening) the "packing and work exhaustion; going to need to be tomorrow. We'll pack tonight so all we need to do is jump in the car and go."

All I'm left wondering this morning is just what happened to all that thunderous rain and hail the Met Office actually issued a 'yellow' warning about for this neck of the Benighted Kingdom. Perhaps they need a newer 'puter'?

It would be...

... hard to disagree with this set of goals, surely? (Link.)

And who knew the Church of England has an Ethical Investment Advisory Group that was presumably 'cool' with the investment in Wonga? Why not use their direct line to the creator of the Universe2 for advice? (Link.)

My relative rendezvous...

... will now occur while enjoying a bite of lunch at a local hostelry. I've been promised a 30-minute warning to give me time to get there as their car is "jam-packed", so we would have had to take mine as well in any case. (Their ferry for the IoW leaves at 15:00 so the post-lunch chit-chat will be necessarily truncated.) I'm left wondering why they need so much jam, of course.

The forecast rain...

... eventually began to fall here shortly after 16:00 so I doubt they'd arrived at the country house they're renting with some of their chums for the next week.

I managed...

... to kill multiple avians with one burst of aggregate today. I used the neglected credit card to pay for lunch3 and was thus able to treat the youngsters to a meal for a change. What? Yes, I'm fully aware they earn more than I do — or ever did — but I'm still a parent.

I mentioned...

... a Heinlein novel a while ago and was powerfully reminded of both it and the film "GATTACA", too, while watching the excellent new film "Her" by Spike Jonze. A tour-de-force. "Being John Malkovich" was quirky. "Adaptation" was excellent. "Her" is compelling and fascinating. (A nice touch to have Brian Cox as the voice of a hyper-intelligent AI 're-incarnation' of Alan Watts, too. Created [autonomously] by a bunch of other AIs!)

  

Footnotes

1  After all, how long have I known my son now?
2  To adapt a comment I spotted from a rather different context (in the Spectator, of all places) earlier today:
Billions of galaxies, trillions of stars, literally uncountable number of planets: It really does beggar belief that this all exists so that on one part of an invisible dot of a planet, some over-dressed little ponce can tell anyone that will listen, payday lending is a mortal sin.
3  And petrol, just to make doubly sure.