Christmas tree composed of red soled shoes in a shop window in Mount Street, London
It takes five or six days of uninterrupted cloud and rain to make you appreciate the sun which rises this morning rather warily I think from behind wispy clouds.
Looking for a new pseudonym, which I am not, I would choose Random, Joe Random. Let randomness be my guide in 1213. The philosopher Nassim Nicholas Taleb has written a book about it called Fooled by Randomness - The Hidden life of Chance in Life and in the Market. I haven't read it yet but I have a feeling it will help. Randomness is what underlies the order of images which I have been pasting into my scrap book for the last year or so and it is already yielding unexpected delights. Random exploration often lead to what you need need most without knowing how much you need it.
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When I was a tea-boy on The Telegraph & Argus one of the reporters was pleased to call me Roderick Random. It never caught on.
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