I am quite monstrously stupid

Yesterday I had a great day with stonehan. We went shopping in Camden (easier than I expected with a pushchair), I bought some trousers from Jupiter that I'd wanted for ages and were heavily reduced, then we walked up Primrose Hill and admired the view. Etc.

This morning I saw the "hob hot" light was on on the cooker (I didn't know Hannah had been cooking Ready Brek) and I decided to feel which hob it was that was warm.

After running my hand under cold water for ages, I dribbled some cold water on the hot one and it boiled instantly. I now have a primitve bandage made up by Nurse Stone from baby moisturiser, kitchen towel, and sellotape, and have to go to the chemists to get something more permanent...

Almost poetic

This place is not a place of honor.
No highly esteemed deed is commemorated here.
Nothing valued is here.
This place is a message and part of a system of messages.
Pay attention to it!
Sending this message was important to us.
We considered ourselves to be a powerful culture.

-- Excerpts from Expert Judgement on Markers to Deter Inadvertent Human Intrusion into the [nuclear] Waste Isolation Pilot Plant, Sandia National Laboratories report SAND92-1382 / UC-721, p. F-49