It’s swelteringly hot (100 degs in old money) and Emmy Lou Harris is singing.

New computers today - and what a total pain it is. Plug and play? Plug and swear a great deal.

To make room for the new stuff and fire up the network we have to shift stuff. What stuff? Opening long closed boxes and saying - ‘Grief!’ The Tip is going to get a battering when we get all this old stuff down there. BUT - Wait a moment. Some of this stuff may be of historic value (well a bit, anyway) aaargh. Would my dear offspring like to have this? Oh Hell.

It’s too hot to say much. But - Dad thought -

‘To thine own self be true’ Shakespeare and Hamlet. Yup. What self are you? Perhaps a mix of attentive nature and assertive behaviour? That’s quite good.

Your Self?

Go on - think about it and then LIVE IT!

May your God go with you, friends - Dad

My Father died when I was in my thirties and knocking myself out with my career. So I never asked him about his life - because I know he’d always be thgere and I could ask him next week. Phut. Will my offspring feel the same?