Thursday, August 09, 2007


One of Stefan's business cards was washed into tiny lumps like hand-made confetti (maybe expensive artiginal confetti) - it must have no tensile strength whatsoever.

Fifty ducks, the most I have counted so far.

I appear to have given away my tilecutters, probably thinking I would have no use for them again. Maybe my actions are not informed by past experience and are in fact random, neither wise nor foolish, and behaviour has no rational coherence so I will never, ever, be old and wise. Or more likely, I shall be both old and wise and old and foolish, and incapable of distinguishing between the two.


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