Friday, September 10, 2010

Instruction does not prevent wasted time or mistakes; and mistakes themselves are often the best teachers of all.


Playing silly buggers in the snow. Mount Wellington, August 2010.

Circumstances yet again conspire against me!

I had intended to make this post the very first in a Friday Book Club [of one] mediation on what I have reading of late, but alas, today I do not have the time to do it justice. That said, I promise that next week I shall ruminate on whatever it is that has occupied my bus journeys and lunch breaks during the week.

So dear reader, expect a treatise on George Orwell’s slumming it Down and Out in Paris and London; Evelyn Waugh getting amongst it in Abyssinia and Muriel Spark’s loitering with intent amongst a band of lunatics.

To ease the pain, here’s another shot, this time in vivid colour panoramic surround sound!

2 comments:

Roddy said...

On top of your world.
Do you think that you could live there permanently like the Inuits?

Kris said...

No.