Deep: deep down to-the-bone tiredness. I know I have talked of this before, but the feeling stirs memories of previous end-of-term feelings. My whole being seems to know there is only a few weeks to go.
With all that, writing up a risk-assessment is the worst thing to do – at the best of times it saps all of your verve. We all have to do these, but consider the numbers, the hours spent and multiply by the payrate. It’s a privilege to live in a country with such overflowing wealth.
A recession; there can’t be?

Crane fly- what are you doing here two months early?

Wild Orchids: Looks whiter in the photo than on the ground. A good find Mum.

Last few days have been plagued by punctures, on the bike this time. What do you know… you have none for nearly a year then several in one week. It’s so
r a n d o m ! Note the use of the teenagers’ "random".
If it wasn’t, the puncture rate may be more evenly spread over time. Reminds be of the doodlebug paradox (which isn’t one).

Beech in full bloom and humming. Ideal is this weather to hear the throngs working at these flowers. The still air only carries the soft buzzing of thousands of insects, mainly bees. An evening to listen to the quietness in its minuteness.

The heat is building, hot is coming here next week
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Stay in, relax, read and do some computer graphics. Here is a figure rendered with a normal map, and global illumination.I don’t do that much rendering these day, mostly building objects for the flight sim.Can you guess what a small nuance of a passing thought was when this came out?

MJ RIP: no, it’s never going to happen. Michael Jackson will never be allowed to rest in peace. There will be an endless cycle of conspiracy theories, legal wranglings, court cases, re-issues, writs, biographies, films, documentaries and autopsies. The media will canonise him; in the way that Elvis, Diana, Marc Bolan, Lennon, ML King, the list is long, but perhaps a list of names at surprisingly even intervals in time.