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Why is it harder to blog when engaged in manic form-filling than when engaged in almost any other manic activity? Why do my attachments to said forms currently number more pages than the forms themselves? And why is summer hot?

All these imponderables and more flood my life.

I'll leave you with the difficult questions: I'm going to read a book. If I don't read a book then forms will invade my sleep. Hopefully the forms will be gone tomorrow, or ready to go tomorrow.

Proof-reading isn't gone because it didn't happen. It lurks in my future, somewhere, waiting to pounce.

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I have a new method of beating heatwaves. I need one. It's getting on towards 11 pm and the Bureau of Meteorology (my trusty friend) tells me it's still over 28 degrees. They also insist a change is coming, but might take a little time.

What I intend to do is leave home at about dawn and travel south for a day and see if it's cooler there. If it isn't, I shall say wildly inaccurate things about Melburnians and the hot air they produce. If anyone complains, I shall announce (yet again) that my brain has melted.

And that's not the only interesting aspect of my future. My life has turned back to the Medieval again. This may well mean a rise of silly history on my blog. I used to blog the insaner side of history a lot, but all this editing and tussling with paper has eaten away my history time. The Middle Ages wouldn't let themselves be dismissed so punctorily. Bumptious, that's what they are. Not as self-seeking and vain as the Renaissance, but bumptious nonetheless.

If you want to prepare yourself for the rising of the Middle Ages (a reverse Huizinga joke! this is an auspicious start) then might I suggest reading something that will raise your Medieval consciousness to places it has not gone before. The Roman de Fauvel ought to do the trick, or, if you want dance tuition as part of your erudition, the Jeu de Robin et Marion. If all you want are bathyspheres and adventures in space, try the life of Alexander.

I'm sure I can come up with more suggestions, if you just let me know what direction your yearning takes your learning. It's the heat: it turns me educational.