Thursday, January 17

The girls both needed to be at school at 10:00, so I got up with Irma at 7:15, had breakfast, got ready, and left. I walked down to Alepa and waited for the bus.

The morning passed by without anything specific being achieved. I answered questions, wrote mails, failed to concentrate over the hubbub of conversation going on around me. I googled and found that my bloodshot eye in Kerala and the patterns floating in front of my left eye now are in fact conncected. According to WebMD, “The back compartment of the eye is filled with a gel-like substance called vitreous humor. As you age, the vitreous and its millions of fine collagen fibers shrink and become shred-like. Shreds can accumulate in the vitreous.” Another site was blunter: “these symptoms could mean that the vitreous is pulling away from your retina or that the retina itself is becoming dislodged from the inner back of the eye”.

At 11:30 I held two tutorials in succession. The first concerned a report for a course, and the second was an initial meeting for an interesting thesis concerned with the use of PhoneGap, and the relative merits of native and web-apps.

After lunch I wrote an initial set of suggestions for the project I am calling PxCubed. Whether anyone else will agree to call it that is, of course, a moot point.

Now I am waiting for the bus, after a delayed tram and bus journey. I just missed the previous bus, which was one of the fleet of brand new buses that appeared this week. This one, which I am photographing anyway, is definitely not new.

When I get home I will spend almost an hour clearing the snow that the snowplough has piled along the front of our drive. It will be very hard and compacted, and as the temperature has dropped and will continue to drop further, it will become immovable if I don’t get rid of it fairly soon.

Later I will do some ironing and cleaning while Auo and Irma are at Auo’s cello lesson, before having a shower and going to sleep.