Time

It occured to me I'm a time geek. At CTI an aspect of the system I was working on was to handle input, addition, subtraction and other operations on times - including the fact that they could be in different timezones. At Melbourne uni one of the main projects I worked on was time synchronisation for computers. And at Intelliguard there was a fair amount of trying to merge events (with times) from various sources. So its fair to say a large chunk of my professional carrier has been concerened with time.

With that in mind I was well overdue for a visit to greenwhich. At my grandfathers wonderful email advice i caught the DLR to Greenwich. Though I may add there was a slight diversion to flat white in soho for the first passable coffee since i left Melbourne - not quite as good as my usual kerekere brew, but pretty good all the same and for £2.3 i'd be spitting tacks if it wasn't.

So with coffee digested i arrived in Greenwich - I was planning to alight at the cutty shark station and begin my journey there. But in a cruel twist of irony that station was closed due to a fire alarm. The driver assured as that it was only a 100m walk from greenwhich station however. The brits sure haven't adapted to metric yet, it was atleast a km - though later i would find out that the non adaption was to spite the french after they agreed to adopt Greenwich if the brits would go metric.

The cutty sark was just a white marque - couldn't even do the disaster tourist thing and stare at the burnt out remains. So with that minor disappointment I continued to the Royal observatory and fulfilled my time geek dreams for a good few hours.

After that It was lunch on the hill overlooking london. I was sucked into the suasage stand and payed a whole £3 for a single sausage, but atleast it was a little more interesting than the bread and butter I'd packed.

Then I was off to the maritime museum to learn all about Nelson. Like salvador dali I can't say i knew much going in, but now have a wealth of information, including the names, professions, and history of all those who surrounded him as he died in the hull of the Victory.

Well the machine tells me I only have 5 more minutes, So I guess it's time to wrap it up. I've been room juggled again and am now back in my original room. Tomorrow I'm off to jersey!