So this will be a kind of rambling narrative on events over the weekend that were not directly connected with how I earn my salary.
I went birdwatchingphotoing with Itamar who is here from Weizmann. He was packing a 600mm lens that is very butch. Mahesh came too and between us the photo equipment inside was worth at least double the value of the car – rich boys games.
Later I went for a beach clean up. It has been very typhoony over the last couple of weeks. Nothing worth getting excited about but a lot of jetsam is normally deposited and I must have a clean beach.
I then notice that the butterflies have come out of their typhoon hidey-holes and spend a delightful hour following them around.
It is now Sunday and I talk to some goats.
Then it is music at the Grand Line.
Is that the same May Frawley that used to play with Feckle Matta? Distinguished company, indeed.
Ah Feckle Matta, the band that brings its own stools.