It’s been a busy week – so much so that I can barely remember Monday. Oh, yes, that was when I had my work colleagues around for dinner (my attempt at Tom Kha Pak – that’s Thai for Galangal and veg soup, which probably leaves you none the wiser). There was a fair representation of nationalities – British, Spanish, Italian and Burmese, so I had to be quite careful in choosing a menu that no-one would recognise.
I think Tuesday was the day that Joel passed his PhD, so we humored him by watching a French film about a depressed, aging Gigolo. Honestly, it was not bad. Quite an eye opener.
Wednesday’s coming back to me (that was yesterday, right?). We watched Tangle at Warwick Arts Centre. This was a half devised, half scripted show about, you guessed it, quantum entanglement. All pretty straightforward stuff it turns out. However, just to be sure, we stayed on for the companion show, a multimedia assisted lecture about quantum physics and it’s possible future repercussions, Ethics of Progress, which dealt with the ethical dilemmas posed by teleportation.
Now do you see why I’m struggling to come to terms with the fact that its Thursday.