I’m at my Mum’s this week, in deepest, darkest Yorkshire. So far I have done little but sit in the garden (in between the short, sharp showers) and talk to her new cats. Sitting out in the garden is really rather pleasant; makes me regret that I inherited neither my Mum’s enthusiasm nor her ability [...]

To take, or not to take: that is the question: Whether ‘tis nobler in the mind to suffer The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune, Or to pop a pill and have them fade away Into that grey where all emotion dies.

Today’s XKCD comic provoked a wry smile:

Understand that friends come and go, but with a precious few you should hold on. Work hard to bridge the gaps in geography and lifestyle, because the older you get, the more you need the people who knew you when you were young. (The Sunscreen Song, lyrics by Mary Schmich) I drove to Staffordshire this [...]