Yesterday I switched WP on to find that my Comments screen was subtly different. Not better, not more efficient, not easier to use/read, just different. It is rather like one of those 1950s black and white films where the group of beleaguered actors hear war drums in the distance, or see smoke signals in the sky. You know that things are going to become worse before they got better. At least they did generally get better in the films, there is no such guarantee in modern technical matters.
Summer Pudding
I also blogged a little and, having had a bad night, slept. Mostly I slept, watched TV and read crime fiction. Having had a slow start I decided to call it a day of relaxation. I did that to differentiate it from all the other days where I slept and watched TV but didn’t give the day a name. My sister called and went shopping with Julia. We had pasta bake garlic bread and summer pudding in the evening, followed (in my case at least) by a game of “Hunt the Seeds” There were a lot of seeds in the summer pudding but I think I may . . .
No, a last minute prod with a toothpick/flosser has just brought more to light, despite two sessions with an electric toothbrush and a previous attempt to floss.
There are two ways I could see this. One would be to discuss age, teeth and the nature of summer pudding. This could go the gastronomy route, the philosophy route or the moaning old man route.
Summer pudding after the first slice
Or I could develop a whole new technology based on the ability of seeds to conceal themselves in dental gaps. I’m not clear how I could harness this property of seeds (super-concealability, I’m thinking of calling it) but I’m thinking if you had the right set of teeth you could conceal a lot of small things. It may have implications for future computer design or AI. Or it may just be a way to set up a joke about the consciences of politicians or the brains of influencers.
Today, the comments screen seems to have returned to normal, leading me to think that there are changes afoot, or that I dreamed the whole thing. Which, I wonder, is the most likely?
I’m going now. I may be back later.
A slice of Summer Pudding
Have you spotted the photographic theme yet?
Despite the seeds, that summer pudding looks delicious. Oh, aging teeth. Mine have given me plenty of trouble, and at the rate I am going, I am headed for dentures. Dental work is quite an expense in this country.
It can be quite an expense in this country too as many dentists only do private work. There are no NHS dentists in Peterborough – Julia travels to Nottingham to her old dentist and I just take very good care of mine.
Very entertaining and funny to some extent. 😀 So many things change as we get older, do you find you avoid certain things. Granary bread is a definite no go for me.
I persist with granary bread because I like sandwiches, but avoid caramels after a number of unfortunate occurrences with my crowns. 🙂