Coming back last night an elderly man on the seat across the aisle was busily writing in a note book. I made out the words OPERATION COGNITIVE ADVANCEMENT in bright orange felt tip surrounded by those rays cartoonists use to emphasise words. I thought it might be part of a children's book he was writing. Apart from the words in orange the note book was crammed with tightly written lines in the usual black ink. But in further surreptitious glances I made out RESILIENCE, ENERGISATION, SHAMANIC and other New Age jargon, all in capitals. New Age for old age. It was a disappointment, I'd hoped for a more interesting form of madness.
Meanwhile I had been busily tapping away on this laptop comparing the merits of mulberry and bilberry pies.
But now I have a new car. I have taken a test drive, but have yet to make a real drive in it. It is called a Clio Campus Sport DCI - I don't like that DCI. It makes it sound as if I have joined the police force. What Clio, the Muse of History, has to do with cars I don't understand. But Campus and Sport I do.Though the words smack of college football team, and although I would have preferred something like Arctic Explorer or Gentleman Adventurer, Campus Sport will pass. Naturally the car is red.
Next time I shall write at length about the pain in my shoulder.