Granny sent me a newspaper cutting about some travellers who were currently in NZ and finding their £20 a day budget severely stretched. They had estimated £6000 for 5 months (including spells in USA and Mexico, too).
They talked about sandboarding in Opononi. Did you do that, Jul?
We’re considering excluding Minion from the house. Liv claims he is allergic to her.
Yes it is in fact stars, not planets which also actually makes sense unless there are fourteen known grains of sand on planet earth which sounds slightly low to me.
Jul my suggested retort from you to Liv is that at least you have someone to share his bed with you. haha hahaha bwaaaahahahahahahahahahahahah!
the quote i’ve heard before involves stars, not planets.
Sheesh. Scientists may not know exactly how many planets there are but they can make a pretty damn good guess that there are more than a certain number, based on probability and the, as you say, the gravitational pull on the host star (from which they can work out whether it has planets orbiting it). And they can estimate how many grains of sand there are on earth fairly easily, though roughly. Find out what areas are covered in sand, depths etc. Grab a manageable section of sand. Count. Estimate.
on the bed front, my new bed is quite epic in its comfort and style qualities. I do hope you like my old one jul… haha hahaha bwaaaahahahahahahahahahahahah! 😀
I am Dirty Roger Rackham. Arr.
As many planets as there are grains of sand on this planet?!? Firstly I bet scientists haven’t got a clue about how many grains of sand there are – secondly they CERTAINLY haven’t got a clue about how many planets there are. They have detected about 4 planets all gassy and bigger than Jupiter but are still just too crap to be able to see them; they just can note the gravitational pull on the planets host star (they can see stars wobbling slightly).
I have been in London where the hottest place yesterday was where I was 36.4c (Enfield and Southgate) and today on my way back I passed Heathrow on the m25 as it reached 37.9c (100f) a new all British record don’t ya know. I had the window wide open but it was just blowing hot air at me!
Ahem, on the bed front, there’s been a new development. Liv’s got a new one, and you’re getting Liv’s old one!!!!!
The high level Argos bunk I was going to get you is rather insubstantial; so I plan on resurrecting the original stilts and pinioning the ‘Durham Double’ to your wall.
Yesterday evening at Climping was positively tropical. Sea of glass, water like warm milk, tiny fish darting everywhere, glowing sun in the blue sky. We cycled there and back, without the ‘boxman’ (he’s always popping out of his ‘box’, offering opinionated comments, not allowing anyone else to have the last word) who elected to check his emails instead.
A new habit I’ve acquired during this sultry weather is buying a 400gr block of chocolate at the Trading Post, leaving it in the sun for half an hour, snipping off the corner of the packaging, squeezing the molton insides into a cup, and eating it with a teaspoon while supping my after luncheon coffee.
Granny mentioned a top you sent her from Bali which she is wearing during the exceptionally hot weather and finds most comfortable. She remembers James Oliver (and Rory).