Tillings genius Ferren
MacIntyre was at home
yesterday when the
Captain and I
dropped in to see
his palace.
He has an engaging
map of California's
earthquakes; he used
to watch tremors
undulating across the
dessert like giant
submerged snakes.
Funny what people
miss about their
homelands. I miss
the darts team in
Woolwich, also a mighty and natural force.
Ferren is keeping warm by sharing his eco house with a 12 Watt
cat.
Its still rather warm here with brilliant sunshine, though
the Captain is currently waiting at Carcassonne airport to
fly to Stanstead. Planes are not flying; something up with
the weather in Blighty, apparently.
