Our new office is in an interesting area on the edge of the City Centre, surrounded by other engineering-type businesses. I look through the windows from my desk and see everyone who walks by. I realised yesterday that there are really only Two Types of Passerby - engineers and people who live in the local halfway houses/hostels.
I’m starting to have favourites. My bestest favourite is Waiting-For-the-Mothership-Dude. He wears one of these.

Peter tells me it’s a radio, but I know different. I know he actually waiting for contact from Beyond. And when that Mothership comes, he’s going to be ready. I hope he’s happy in Space.

I met another man this week, who at first glance is very unattractive. Now I am a firm believer that there are very very few truly unattractive people in the world, but he NEARLY qualified. Within minutes, however, I found him to be one of the most appealing people I have ever met - intelligent, charming, witty, principled and, above all, kind. And I swear he became better looking with every passing moment. I remember a teacher at my (girls’) school telling us fourteen year old fools, “Handsome is as handsome does”. We were a little too vacuous, a little too dumb to really understand. She was right. And Fine Character is a powerful antidote to having missed out on the Cute Gene.