Winter Church

One of the highlights of my January visit to Washington DC was a side trip to Richmond, where I met the delightful sparky-redhead and had an all-too brief tour of the historic city, releasing a few books along the way, including inside the church where Patrick Henry made his famous "liberty or death" speech. I rarely get the chance to stand where history was made, but perhaps that one speech made all the difference to our modern world, swaying the delegates of this Virginia convention to vote for resistance to King George III, with all the consequences following. George Washington and Thomas Jefferson were in the audience.

As you know, I'm a frequent contributor to Wikipedia, where my tastes lie more in the direction of stamping on errors and egos than in adding to the body of knowledge, but I discovered to my surprise that this church had no specific article written. Usually if I think of something, I find that some other editor has been there before me and done the job with pictures and references, but I got in first with this one. It's not the greatest article in the world, but it is linked into the rest of Wikipedia and contains a picture I took during my visit.

If anyone wants to know why I have "itchy feet' it is because I enjoy seeing the places where history was made, the places mentioned in my favorite books, and above all, meeting my friends.

Theft at work

Kerri has been complaining about people stealing food out of the lunch room fridge at her work. She had a small tub of yogurt go missing recently. Kerri loves her yogurt and she made some pretty pointed comments about people having to be careful of food thieves. So everyone at her work is on the lookout for whoever it is who has been lifting food.

OK. Now remember that meal that I crunched up recently? Kerri reckoned that I'd eaten all the glass in it, and she put some leftovers into a plastic container for her lunch the next day. She also took a small tub ofAldi yogurt because she loves her yogurt. She put both items in a blue plastic bag so that the food thief wouldn't have an easy target, got to work, put it all in the fridge and went off to her office.

Comes lunchtime, and she's not feeling that hungry and doesn't want the crunchy pasta, but she needs her yogurt. She loves her yogurt. So she goes to the fridge, grabs the Aldi yogurt on the shelf, eats it up and sails through the afternoon. Comes to going home time and she goes to retrieve her leftovers in the plastic container.

She goes to the fridge, pulls out the blue plastic bag and looks inside. Yup, there's her leftovers in the plastic container. And the tub of Aldi yogurt beside it, both exactly as she left them there that morning!