Just after I’ve been stuck for a subject, several come along in one go. There is actually a logical explanation of why this happens with buses, but I’m not sure it applies to thoughts.
For today, I thought I’d give you an idea of how my mind works. It came to me as I was putting on a blue and yellow check shirt. Subtlety and fashion are not really thing.
Blue and yellow is a favourite colour combination, and was even before the Ukrainian national colours became prominent. I used it as a colour scheme when I made an Airfix model of a Fokker Triplane. The colour scheme they recommended ws the all red colour of Manfred von Richthofen, the Red Baron. Frieda von Richthofen, a distant relative of Manfred was married to D H Lawrence. I had, at this point, a thought that I should read some more of Lawrence’s books, but I have read several (though not Lady Chatterley’s Lover) and the thought withered before becoming strong. My reading of The Canterbury Tales has ground to a halt as a lot of the tales seem to be much the same. It is, to be frank, a test of endurance rather than a literary delight. I wrote a poem about Lawrence once. I think I already posted it. I will look. I found it.
Lawrence and Albert Ball both went to Nottingham High School – Lawrence with a County Council scholarship. Albert Ball was killed flying in 1917, supposedly shot down by another von Richthofen, though this was later disproved.
Farmer Ted – one of our teaching assistants on the farm
The Finns have abolished private education, such as Nottingham High School. There is an argument for that, as the theory is that all educational standards will rise. There is an argument against it, as some people see it a dumbing down an entire nation. However, I don’t see that happening as the people who send their kids to the High School still pay for private tutors on top of that, and will continue to do so. The thing that worries me from the above article is that the British system has, for years, been moving towards the American system described in the article. What do you think?
Then, as I reached the ground floor I had a brief thought of Snoopy and his struggles with the Red Baron before going to see Julia in the kitchen.
My next thought was “Breakfast!” and my original train of thought ended abruptly. My thoughts ae like that, wide ranging and random, and easily diverted by thoughts of food.
However, despite the transfer of my energy from thought to eating, I now have a list of things to write about later in the day, and as a result of looking for references for links I have many other ideas for further projects. Thoughts are like that, once you start them they just keep going.
Buses, you say? Well, if you insist. The theory is that if the first bus along a route is late, it has extra passengers to pick up. This means that it takes a little longer to load and the second bus loads quicker as it has fewer passengers. Same for the subsequent buses. As they progress along the route the first bus gets later and the following ones catch up. If you are waiting somewhere towards the end of the route it will seem that you waited a long time for your bus (which is late) and that several turn up at the same time (because the following ones have caught up. Not sure that is useful knowledge, but read the whole post – 600 words and very few of them useful. That is how my brain works.
Gingerbread Men