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desperanceWell, Mac is. Baz has been chewing at cables again; I think the general disruption and boxiness of everything is getting to him. But Mac gets extra snuggles in the middle of the night, and is quite content with this.
3.30am, I have been awake since. This is ridiculous. I kinda like lying in the dark and listening to the radio and thinking "I don't have to get up yet", but honestly. 3.30am? What's that about?
The only good thing about it was that I got to listen to a World Service piece about shared space. I've been saying for years how there was this town in the Netherlands that was experimenting with taking out all its traffic control measures and letting cars and pedestrians negotiate priorities; now I know what it's called. And that the statistics say it works. (Apparently blind people hate it, though, as that kind of negotiation does depend on eye contact; lacking that, they feel terribly unsafe with no kerbs and no controls.)
Before I woke, I dreamed that I was in San Francisco, in the Mechanics' Institute; and it was terribly confusing with stairs everywhere (which is kind of true, actually), and they kept giving me old things to take away and I kept putting them down and not being able to find my way back to them. Oh brain, what message are you trying to convey here?
3.30am, I have been awake since. This is ridiculous. I kinda like lying in the dark and listening to the radio and thinking "I don't have to get up yet", but honestly. 3.30am? What's that about?
The only good thing about it was that I got to listen to a World Service piece about shared space. I've been saying for years how there was this town in the Netherlands that was experimenting with taking out all its traffic control measures and letting cars and pedestrians negotiate priorities; now I know what it's called. And that the statistics say it works. (Apparently blind people hate it, though, as that kind of negotiation does depend on eye contact; lacking that, they feel terribly unsafe with no kerbs and no controls.)
Before I woke, I dreamed that I was in San Francisco, in the Mechanics' Institute; and it was terribly confusing with stairs everywhere (which is kind of true, actually), and they kept giving me old things to take away and I kept putting them down and not being able to find my way back to them. Oh brain, what message are you trying to convey here?