On a completely unrelated note, I've been reading about life lately. Biology was the one natural science that never really interested me at school. Nevertheless, discoving it later in life is just as good. There's some really screwy things that go on. The conclusion I've reached is that nature is really, really fucked up. You see, it's not quite as simple as classifying things as animal, vegetable or mineral. It turns out that the dividing line is somewhat blurred. In some places, very blurred. Even the very concept of what constitutes "life" is up for discussion, let alone how we should classify any given entity. All of which tends to make vegetarianism even less defensible as an ideal than I thought it was previously.
Happy solstice to one and all. Yes, I know technically it's not until the early hours of the morning, but it's easier to celebrate on the 21st each year anyway. Besides, were we in Scandinavia, then it would be on the 21st. With the money not flowing as freely as it once did, our celebrations were scaled down a bit. But we had a real tree this year, the first for many years. Given the limited space, it's only a tiny one, but it's a real tree nonetheless. Royal Mail have claimed that their guaranteed delivery doesn't actually mean guaranteed, and despite the fact that my other third's present still hasn't turned up, even though I paid extra for the guaranteed delivery, and they're not going to refund me any money. It's not much of a guarantee, then, IMHO. On the receiving front, I got a few CDs (including Persuader's "The hunter" that I've been after for years), a book, "Serenity" on DVD, and Das Keyboard II. Which is nice.