Common People

I dreamt, oddly, of Jarvis Cocker the other night, and am now filled with nostalgia for the days of 90's BritPop.

Moo

Driving home on Scotland Road tonight, the herds of cows in the adjacent fields were joined by tiny baby calves, all spindly legs and endlessly flicking tails. The farm owners had also put up an easel sign by the road: Drive Slowly and Carefully -- Goslings and Turtles cross here.

I love my evening commute.