Storm Arwen has gone galloping off over the horizon- and the temperature has stopped fluttering around zero and raised itself into double figures. No need then to go check the horses' water butts for ice.
November has gone racing by. I was reading the other day that time is actually speeding up. It's all to do with the Schumann Resonance- the heartbeat of the Earth- which sounds like metaphysics but is actually stone-cold mechanistic science of the kind that Richard Dawkins approves. The result is that 24 hours in 1980 is equivalent to 16 hours today. No, I don't pretend to understand it, but if the physicists do- or say they do- I'm happy to take it on trust.
No estate agents today, but a solicitor has been engaged and- sooner or later- sooner I hope- someone will be coming round to take photos of the property- in anticipation of which I've been wandering about with my tidying head on, putting things away in drawers or into the the recycling or into the box for the charity shop or- as a last resort- into the bin. I like to think I'm moving things forward, however feebly.
November has gone racing by. I was reading the other day that time is actually speeding up. It's all to do with the Schumann Resonance- the heartbeat of the Earth- which sounds like metaphysics but is actually stone-cold mechanistic science of the kind that Richard Dawkins approves. The result is that 24 hours in 1980 is equivalent to 16 hours today. No, I don't pretend to understand it, but if the physicists do- or say they do- I'm happy to take it on trust.
No estate agents today, but a solicitor has been engaged and- sooner or later- sooner I hope- someone will be coming round to take photos of the property- in anticipation of which I've been wandering about with my tidying head on, putting things away in drawers or into the the recycling or into the box for the charity shop or- as a last resort- into the bin. I like to think I'm moving things forward, however feebly.