Thursday, 28 October 2010
Monday, 25 October 2010
On a recent trip back to Dorset, I passed in the same day a board advertising the model village in Wimborne, with the slogan 'Not Just a Model Village!' and a banner advertising the model village in Corfe Castle, with the slogan 'More Than Just a Model Village!'
I have a strange compulsion to give up my job and go and set up a model village in, say, Wareham; roughly half way between the two, simply so that I can advertise it with the slogan 'Just a Model Village!'
Thursday, 21 October 2010
Tuesday, 19 October 2010
I'm looking for a flat to rent at the moment. One of my least favourite things to do in the world, because of exchanges like this one:
Me: Thanks, but it's not quite what I'm looking for.
Estate Agent: It's been on the market a while now, I think they'd be prepared to take an offer.
Me: Well I'll think about it and let you know.
Estate Agent: Ok, but places like this tend to get snapped up pretty fast.
...But... you... just said...
I'm resigned to estate agents lying to me, but it would be nice if they at least listened to their own lies. Instead, they're like goldfish who think the conversation only began six seconds ago. Sure enough later on, when I asked him if he had any of such-and-such a type of flat on his books, he said no; and there was no point me waiting for one, because this was the slowest time of the year. Evidently the jostling crowd of eager flat-snapper-uppers had already vanished back into the mists from which he had conjured them.
Monday, 18 October 2010
Meanwhile, exciting news from the twin worlds of toys and theoretical mathematics:
A 4D puzzle! Because after all, 3D is really in right now, and 4D - well, that must be one better! I wonder what the fourth dimension in which this eighteen piece plastic model of a clownfish exists is? Hopefully, the makers mean that they have discovered a method of imbuing this plastic fish with an extra coordinate axis, orthogonal to the other three, allowing it to inhabit a previously purely abstract geometric reality, all whilst maintaining its famously Highy Detailed Finish. On the other hand I'll be a bit disappointed if it just means that the fish exists in time. Like the Archers.
Posted by John Finnemore at 4:39 a.m.
Friday, 15 October 2010
Have just shared a lift at St Pancras station with two teenage boys from Yorkshire, who were apparently scripted for the occasion by Alan Bennett. My favourite exchange was:
First Boy: I tell you what: I've never seen a lift as big as this.
Second Boy: (scornfully) Well you won't have, in Bradford.
Obviously I have no way of knowing their relationship or circumstances, but I dearly hope the first boy left Bradford a couple of years ago, made good, and has now invited the other to visit and be introduced to his glamorous new life of London sophistication and massive lifts.
(Since you ask: It was a fairly big lift. I have, however, seen bigger.)
Thursday, 14 October 2010
Posted by John Finnemore at 2:12 p.m.
Wednesday, 13 October 2010
Hello. Sorry it went a bit quiet, I've been a little busy. And here's news of one of the things I've been busy with: