THE TIME OF MY LIFE

I met Shaffer in a pub quite by chance. He came over and stood next to me at the bar and without warning picked up my fresh pint, raised it in front of his face and let go, catching it in his other hand, between his hip and his knee, without looking down or spilling … Continue reading THE TIME OF MY LIFE →

THE PITILESS PERFECTION OF BINARY

I was in the West End recently with elder son Jake and wanted, for reasons too woven to explain, to verify the distance of the Sun from the Earth. I could have asked Siri this most simple of questions but as he is as dim as a box of squirrels I couldn't be arsed. Besides … Continue reading THE PITILESS PERFECTION OF BINARY →