I can recall being in the cot under the window in my parents room, but there is nothing else attached to that memory.
I can also very clearly recall being put onto the floor in the back of my dad’s dark blue side opening van, which had an orange tinted skylight, and crawling across the corrugated floor panel to pull myself up against the wheel arch - since this was evidently before i could walk - whilst my parents were talking just outside, and the van itself was parked across the road from the entrance to our garden.
However, apparently my dad never owned a van of that type, nor anything like it, and nor did anyone that either of my parents or my - significantly older - siblings are aware of. So despite the clarity and detail of that memory, I have doubts that it is at all real.
What exactly does ‘should’ mean here? Should in order to achieve what?
If you want to know what the word means at the expense of interrupting the flow, then yes.
If you want to stay with the flow, then no.
That said, it is so simple in almost all situations these days to look a definition up that I almost always do on the odd occasions that I find a word I don’t know. And the more you do, the less you will need to in future.
Finnegans Wake. I read it across the year with an online group. It was always on the edge of incomprehensibility - often well over the edge - but it definitely had a impact.
This year’s ‘big read’ will be the Chinese classic Romance of the Three Kingdoms I’m just about to make a start.
Typist Artist Pirate King (2023) - biopic of Audrey Amiss with a very effective portrayal of her paranoid schizophrenia.
The Creator (2023) - looked great but totally predictable and unoriginal.
A Field in England (2013) - surreal, low-key folk horror with some memorable BW cinematography.
Oppenheimer (2023) - powerful and great performances, but it could have been just as effective with 20 minutes cut IMHO.
The Miracle Club (2023) - nothing outstanding here, but a solidly told tale of forgiveness.
Lair of the White Worm (1988) - as messily uneven as ever. Amanda Donahue seemed to know what Loach Russell was aiming for. Not sure about anyone else.
Depends whether I am working or not. If it has been a workday, then often the half hour or hour that I set aside at the end of the day for reading before I go to sleep.
If I am not working, and don’t need to get up do things immediately, then the time just after waking and before I get breakfast. Maybe read a little, plan the day and check the Web.
I suppose that I have had some kind of alarm with a snooze capability since about 1980. When I first had a clock radio with that option I recall trying it a couple of times, but I have never touched it since. I was just lying there waiting for it to go off again. Nothing in any way restful about that.
I am fairly happy with mine. It varies across the week, since I work at a number of different sites each week. Shortest is 10 mins, longest 40 mins.
I live rurally, the sites are all rural and the drive takes me through some beautiful (officially beautiful: designated as an Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty) countryside: woodland, heath, farms and villages. It is enjoyable no matter what the season.
I don’t think that hate anything about it. Getting stuck behind tractors is fairly common and is a bit of a slog sometimes, but it goes with the territory.
Sometimes I will have a podcast on (Philosophise This, In Our Time, Thinking Allowed etc) other times I am happy without.
Obviously it is driving. Usually just me in a car and there are all the pollution issues around that. The nature of the sites means that it is unlikely that there is going to be public transport at anything like the appropriate times anytime in the foreseeable future - there certainly isn’t now. I could, sometimes, cycle to the closest one. But both the public transport and cycling options then make if difficult if and when I am called to one of the other sites during the day - which doesn’t happen every day, but is unpredictable.