This cheered me up considerably during an otherwise low-key visit to [a] My sister and [b] Grumbling Stumps .... ..and this evening, as I came up the stairs to my "office", which, by the way, is now an even bigger tip that it was before I started " tidying" it, at 7pm-ish, I heard a huge racket going on outside, so I opened the skylight, and realised there was a massive number of geese careering around the skies and deafening the neighbourhood . It wasn't the usual noise a big flock makes when it takes flight normally... they sounded really panicky.I couldn't see any of them in the pitch dark, but there must have been many hundreds to make that much noise. Greylags mostly, some Canadas ..... and over the following 10 minutes or so the noise gradually dropped, the geese seemed to be moving away , and I started to pick up some Pinkfeet as well... presumably they had been totally drowned out by the others. A rather odd experience. ...so ... the "music" is going to be highly relevant ... The only thing is, my house isn't called " Winnetka". It isn't called anything. My sister gave me three big metal letters , Y, R and A a good while ago as a birthday present, so I wanted to use them to call the house "AYR" but The Sig Oth wouldn't let me. So it still has no name. I've never seen a house with a 3-letter name. If I was in France I'd call mine "CUL" or perhaps "FOU" And here in sunny Flintshire it should really be called " TIN." All solid 3-letter names. And here's another totally irrelevant thought..... There must be a house somewhere in the UK that has the highest house number. ... but ..... what is that number ...and do "they" realise it is the biggest ??? But what would happen is ... someone would build a cafe next to it to cater for all the rubberneckers would had come to see the highest-numbered-house in the entire country. But then it wouldn't be ...because the cafe would have the next number as its address. Then someone would build a hotel next to the cafe to cater for all the hordes of people who wanted to visit the cafe. And so on ...to infinity. That's the Hilbert House Paradox that is. Well, a sort of offshoot of it. And here's an infinity song ... ..and yet another infinity .. gorgeous song too .. a bit better than the first one .. and then ... hang on ... this could go on for ever ...
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