On the train to work...

... I fell to wondering about the strange compulsions cell phones put on us to make us lie. Some bloke headed for Loonybin Village (obviously, as he had some knocking tic in his right foot) was telling some person already there that he was immediately forthcoming. And he claimed to be one stop further than he actually was. One!! It makes a difference of two minutes. But the cell phone made him lie, regardless.

... I saw the Clint-Eastwood-esque bloke with his lovely, loving, adoring sheepdog again. The dog consented to lie on the floor today, but kept an elegant, possessive paw draped over its master's rough work-shoe, with a message of 'My human! Get your own!' to all potential canine competitors.- It's too cute for words!

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Those of you who've know me since before I started this blog, when we met up in Stafford in the autumn of 2003, might be interested in this new article about Göbekli Tepe, which I found via blue_cat.

It's not 'just' 9,000 years old, but 11,500.