First things first. If in five years' time anyone thinks that what is aerating everyone today will be remembered as significant, I will eat my hat (1). I think part of our (my) fascination with what is unfolding is only in part a "they cannot be that incompetent, can they?" reaction (2): it is more... Continue Reading →
Goslings, Allende, Calvino, Moorhens, fucking Captain Planet, Orwell and Weil (podcasted yomp on canal)
Four hours 34 minutes with weighted jacket (11ish kilos) and 2 bricks in a daypack. Also, sensibly for once, 2 litres of water consumed in hour 3. Goslings - 18-20 of the blighters, cared for in a "creche'. I will put video footage on Twitter and then link back if I remember/am asked. Podcasts (in... Continue Reading →