Wind and breakage.

The monochromator's back off to Germany - again - and it's starting to get a bit breezy outside. Maybe this time the forecasts are right? Watch this space.

It was interesting getting the mail from the makers yesterday. Even through the language barrier and the transcription to electrons and back, you could hear the scraping of fingernails as they fretted over what the problem could be.

It's very quiet here.

Looks like I've got the Genetics Society membership sorted. That's the 28th nailed, then.
Very wise, chief. As a bouncer at the Astoria said when he searched my bag and found not drugs or booze, but bogroll.
I know the food in there's expensive, but not enough to make the roaches seem palatable. Anyway, i'm vegetaran.