Formic Invaders Returned...

...through a different point in the skirting board, rather confirming my suspicions as to the location of their home planet (sorry, nest). They were "discouraged" once again. So the collective has learned not to go one way, very rapidly. They'll run out of possible exits along the wall eventually,... or colonists. I just wonder where they'll try next.
Must buy more ant powder.

Interstitial Musings and Heaped Associations (also Theatre Review, brief)

Interstitial Musings

Sitting in the Corn Exchange (with its stacks of past memories, discussed below) Saturday lunchtime in the brief moments before the Playdays show started (oh, the exquisite balance between arriving with just enough time to get a jiggly child settled and rushing in late and flustered) and a similar small breather during the interval, I hit the calm of an interstice.( this is going to ramble )

Heaped Associations

The first time I went into the Cambridge Corn Exchange... ( this is getting too long too )

The Review of "Playdays Summertime Singalong"

There's so little art in the construction of a show aimed at pre-school children that I think I'll have a go at writing a program to generate a (could this be lucrative?) pile of the things with minimal human input.

It amused its target audience, though. Eyes that round I wouldn't have believed if I hadn't actually seen them. Add that memory of a small child's rapture to those associations.

I got to eat two ice creams too!