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Same Desert, Same Day
Two places we visited in the Atacama Desert, yesterday.
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This seems to be my personal altitude limit, though:
Can’t wait to get the photos off the big camera and see what they’re like on a decent screen.
Dreams Before the Start of Time by Anne Charnock wins the 2018 Arthur C Clarke Award.
Trumping Through London
On Friday I went for a walk through central London with a couple of hundred thousand of my closest friends.
The march was due to start at 2pm from Portland Place. I was a little late. I went straight to Oxford Circus. I came out of the tube station and just stood and watched the people walking down Regent Street. It was amazing, and seemed endless. Then I saw these two with great signs:
A Clash quote and a bad pun? Count me in.
I walked down the pavement alongside the march for a bit, taking more photos.
Before long we got to Trafalgar Square.
There were many speakers and a few musicians. Len McCluskey told us that the police had estimated the crowd was over 250,000, which was surprising, since they tend to underestimate. Anyway, if so, it was the biggest since the Iraq war demo. More amusingly, we were a bigger crowd than at Trump’s inauguration.
That said, I looked around and it didn’t feel that crowded. I’ve seen the O2 full, and I would guess that there were a similar 20,000 in the square.
But it turned out when I left that there were many, many people in the streets around the square. I guess they didn’t want to push forward because the square looked full. I’m quite glad about that.
The atmosphere was fantastic all day. The police presence was pleasingly low (or at least low-key), despite the stories of leave being cancelled and people drafted in from all over the country.
Did it do any good? Probably not, in the sense that it won’t have any direct effect on Trump. But it made a lot of people feel good, and it showed the world that we care.
In Clapham for the BSFA/SFF minicon and AGMs. Signal v poor. Are there no cell towers south of the river?
Brix & The Extricated at All Points East.
I’ve never seen this before: my iPhone’s dock is missing this morning. Everything else is working fine, though.
My wee boy turned 21 today.
How the Seasons Change
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This was a test of the Sunlit iOS app, though it has long since been edited from that original version.
Croydon looking colourful and futuristic, yesterday
I Never Thought I'd See the Day...
When Gmail launched several years ago offering a free gigantic storage plan of, I think, 1 gigabyte, it seemed impossible that anyone could ever fill that much space with email. Since then, of course, the free allowance has quietly grown and grown. So too has the volume of email, and the average size of individual emails.
Until today, when I see this:
99% of 15 GB. Whoops! Of course, seven years of using it as a repository for daily backups from WordPress will do that. (It’s not the most elegant of backup solutions, but it’s easy and it works.) I deleted everything before 2017 and now it’s down to 60%.
Look at that, I’ve crossed the line. I’m now above the NaNoWriMo average daily word count.
The trees are afire in Clapton Square. (OK, with a little bit of help from Photos.)
Start at the top: Billy opens with ‘Sexuality’.
Carrot Weather is hooked into the news today.
Walthamstow Wetlands: London’s newest Park. Just opened.
Reread the originals first, or dive straight in…?
