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!


Roddy said...

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

Kris said...