Bread Box

 A month, and more, after dropping Boo off at her college, we're thrilled with how things are working out for her.  She's swiftly ma...

 My.  Three years since I last posted here --- I knew it was a while, but didn't think that it was quite that long.  Time has passed, th...

I'm sitting watching Boo and Skibe sitting, crosslegged, on the living room floor, peeling protective plastic from the pieces of a mode...

Every two years, for a little while now, I've attended a conference of mathematicians, puzzlers, juggles, sceptics, neuroscientists, ma...

Here in the wilds of the slightly rural deep south, we see raptors on a fairly regular basis.  LOML, of course, being a naturalist, is bett...

I remember, growing up in Britain in the 60s and 70s, that food was beginning to change.  At some point, when I was around 7 or so,...

I sometimes  wonder about blogs that appear to die, for months without a post.  I'm well aware that this one has gone for stretches lik...

This weekend, I've been playing with some things that I haven't made before.  Yesterday, at LOML's urging, I tried my hand at ...

One of the things that I miss most about living in the US rather than the UK is food and drink.  Not that anything is necessarily better o...

I've been enjoying playing with Geni.com for a few years now: Boo's particularly delighted that it claims (with several dubious l...