tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post1185101011751962463..comments2023-10-30T09:26:32.732+00:00Comments on Now's the time: drey, meeting, jobAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06972049290586377462noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post-19682549743904687432009-02-25T16:09:00.000+00:002009-02-25T16:09:00.000+00:00A charming description of your meeting! It is str...A charming description of your meeting! It is strange (but gratifying) to fill in the shadowy outline of how you imagined the person to be.<BR/><BR/>I never realized that squirrels lived in nests. Which reminds me: I saw the most enormous squirrel when traveling up a ski lift in New York last week. It was as big as a good-sized cat.Beehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02375981493145612394noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post-91163590433011616062009-02-19T20:28:00.000+00:002009-02-19T20:28:00.000+00:00Well met in London!Well met in London!herhimnbrynhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01182397064631016552noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post-18597722051076798552009-02-19T17:05:00.000+00:002009-02-19T17:05:00.000+00:00I think I did what you have advised, BB. But could...I think I did what you have advised, BB. But could not restore the original font. As you will see it now seems to be back to normal so that we may all sleep peacefully. I quite like this serif face which seems to be called Font, which I suppose is like calling a pet cat, Cat.<BR/>Sometimes I see people in the windows of offices, having meetings. When I do the memory of those tedious occasions make me think that growing old, rather than a consolation, is a positive blessingAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06972049290586377462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post-9188978525696164642009-02-19T15:28:00.000+00:002009-02-19T15:28:00.000+00:00Oh wow! You've finally met!Oh wow! You've finally met!Rashmihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05725115915969270776noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post-22132651126487496752009-02-19T12:22:00.000+00:002009-02-19T12:22:00.000+00:00I hesitate to offer a recommendation since I feel ...I hesitate to offer a recommendation since I feel I've profited from this fault. However if you are inclined to extirpate randomness, approach your blog via the Google toolbar:<BR/><BR/>My Account>Blogger>Edit posts>Tick edit>choose HTML. Close inspection of the HTML should reveal the code for a changed typeface. If this doesn't provide a potential solution try first Bloggers FAQs. If there is no solution try Blogger Group Help: they've solved everything I've thrown at them. Or simply sit back and let it happen.Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post-27994844134970199262009-02-19T11:27:00.000+00:002009-02-19T11:27:00.000+00:00Threads still blowing. The typography question is ...Threads still blowing. The typography question is beyond me. There is nothing deliberate about the switch in typography from serif to san-serif. There is a font fairy at work which seems to take control despite my protestations.Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06972049290586377462noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post-66933750976064819222009-02-19T11:05:00.000+00:002009-02-19T11:05:00.000+00:00Congratulations on harnessing typography as a mean...Congratulations on harnessing typography as a means of describing your state of mind. When the typeface switches, mid-para, from sans-serif to serif it's as if something became clearer (or possibly more obscure) about the bowing and dancing facts.<BR/><BR/>As to the distant sight of a woman waiting to be interviewed, I fear for me she would helped feed my post-retirement <EM>schadenfreude</EM>. Here in Hereford the condition enjoys slim pickings. But when I visit London the sight of men in suits, carrying leather-clad laptops (they've replaced briefcases), with plastic dingbats hooked into their ears, elbowing aside tourists and generally radiating irritation - these sights remind me that getting old isn't all that bad.Roderick Robinsonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16828395545197001637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post-79532285166143528092009-02-19T06:12:00.000+00:002009-02-19T06:12:00.000+00:00Those threads in the breeze tickled me too!Thanks ...Those threads in the breeze tickled me too!<BR/><BR/>Thanks so much, Joe.Lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09764296105901909328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13609842.post-71814649651817048242009-02-18T22:30:00.000+00:002009-02-18T22:30:00.000+00:00How wonderful to meet the lovely Lucy!How wonderful to meet the lovely Lucy!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.com