Week 288: Lost baguette

This comes to you from a field in Gloucestershire, at the end of day two of my human-powered journey to Electromagnetic Field. Much of the week has been taken up with polishing my talk for the festival. I find writing a talk to be one of those things where I’m always nearly done, like Zeno’s paradox approaching but never reaching 100%. As I was walking back from Tesco with a bag loaded with several kg of flour, etc., the baguette I had put at the top of the bag for my lunch slipped free of its polythene sheath, fell onto the pavement, and rolled under an idling van. I abandoned it. There were also things that I had to get from Lidl – perhaps not so much “have to” buy there, but they cost significantly less – so I cycled there and picked up what turned out to be a much nicer baguette. I just had to wait longer for lunch than I’d intended. I should have cycled to Tesco in the first place, and saved myself a laden down trudge home, and a lost baguette. I renewed our house insurance. The…