I had a brown-trousers
moment this morning: whilst driving along the A28 I found myself
faced with a car coming head on at me. For no adequately explained
reason the bloke was driving on entirely the wrong side of the road.
He eventually noticed me, and drove off to where he should have been.
But for a moment it was all rather nerve-wracking.
Meanwhile just down the
road from where I live science is trying to re-introduce
the short haired bumble bee. Once native to the Romney Marsh,
it's been extinct there for twenty odd years. Today fifty queens got
released (oo-er!) to see if they can make a go of it. I wish them
well- and I might just see them if and when we do the sound mirrors
in the autumn. I say "if" because the only dates I can find
on the Internet clash with the kite festival at Teston, and I'd like
to do that festival one last time before it packs up.
And talking of Romney
Marsh, here's a chilling thought. Apropos of nothing I was smurfing
about on-line and I found this article about cyber-warfare
which claimed that the lap-top I'm writing this blog entry on has got
more anti-virus capability that the average power station. Let's just
hope that the power station in Dungeness has more protection than
average.
It's rather obvious that
today was on the dull side. So having had a really good weekend I
spent a little while trying to see that next weekend will be as good.
I started off by trying to firm up the arrangements for next
Saturday's air show in Folkestone. I have a plan that we might park
up near the Admiralty and walk down and set up on the beach by the
coastal park. That way the littluns can play on the swings, the
bigguns will have a good view of the planes, and given decent
weather I can have a swim in the sea. I've not done that for years.
If any of my loyal readers are up for this, then the details
are on the internet.
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