One of my great heroes, Dr Jacob Bronowski, once said "knowledge is an unending adventure at the edge of uncertainty" It's a fine quotation because it devalues neither knowledge nor uncertainty but recognises the continuum between them. As another of my great heroes, the Sainted Leonard, once sang, "It's just the way it changes like the shoreline and the sea". "Where is this going?" you might well ask. "I have no idea", I might well reply.
I still have no answers in the strange affair of the prescient David Cuthill and the wedding of George and Queenie Obey. My best theory at the moment is that the said Cousin Dave is lying about his age and in fact he was born in 1938. The bad news for him is that he is unlikely to be able to take advantage of escape velocity in relation to regenerative technology, the good news is that he is owed a fair amount in back pension payments.
My efforts to play around at the edge of uncertainty are a little constrained at the moment because we still have visitors and I once again find myself having to apologise for both the lack of posts and the even more lamentable lack of visits to other blogs. Things will return to normal soon and I intend to re-launch myself into Blogland at the eagerly anticipated Willow Ball on September 30th (at which, I am pleased to confirm, Dorothy Parker will be my guest). In the meantime I will try and post the occasional recce into the Land of Uncertainty.