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If we are to teach real peace in this world, and if we are to carry on a real war against war, we shall have to begin with the children.

Spring-loaded box traps. A fool-proof way of dealing with troublesome children! Everything that I learned about parenting I learned from Raiders of the Lost Ark.

The future is not what is coming at us, but what we are headed for.

Late afternoon, just finished the gardening, time to kick back with a cold drink and a muse on vital metaphysical conundrums: "Why [indeed] don't we do it in the road?"

If economists wished to study a horse, they wouldn´t go and look at one. They´d sit and say to themselves, "what would I do if I were a horse?"

Henry here is taking a break from helping out with the gardening to get some practice in on his horse-riding. All we need is a saddle. And a horse. And some jodhpurs. And a whip. Hang on a tic, I don't even like horses. They're too gamey.