Since writing the last post, I have gotten two emails from long lost friends, another from an author discussing the role of footnotes in histories of beer and phoned Ross about the Sox in the playoffs...and about how lazy we are about getting our daughters together for play dates despite the 800 kms between them. Stayed up half the night working out in my mind the order of all the flops and sofas where I lived from the time of the photo in '84 to '92, the start of lawyery and husbandry. Then I read Ian's blog this morning about the gulf between doing and achieving - and what I've heard called "busy work." I thought about Jean's blog which can be read now as being about doing and perhaps not achieving as much as was wanted. That year of the photo below - actually my fourth of undergrad - I first heard one of the few ideas that has stuck with me from any BA class: you have no right to the fruits of labour, only the labour itself. I don't know if I actually believe this line from the Hindu text the Gita but it does pop back into my mind enough. My point? Dunno.