Low-down Sky
December 24th 2007 07:58
Cat 5 isn’t the fifth cat we’ve owned (think there have been more of them than that) but a kind of cable that’s used with Ethernet and is designed for high signal integrity. (I know that because Wikipedia told me so, so blame them if it’s wrong.)
I came across Cat 5 because it was being advertised on a site with the name Norfolk in it, and anything that has Norfolk in it at the moment is likely to attract my attention, since that county has been my second home for the last few months.
I remember that Oscar Wilde is supposed to have answered, when asked what he thought of Norfolk, ‘Very flat.’ Yes, it is, but surprisingly that’s a plus rather than a minus. I’ve never enjoyed cities (like Christchurch) that are all flat; they’re hard to find your way around in, and being used to using hills as landmarks, the lack of them makes me uncomfortable. However, Norfolk somehow overcomes that. Maybe it’s because it’s mostly countryside, and very pretty countryside too, with its endless hedgerows and lanes and trees hanging over the roads, and sudden open skies. There were certain spots that made you gasp with their beauty: one particular place we drove through a number of times had recently cut-down corn in the fields, and the sky felt as though it was just about to fall into your lap. I remember that feeling in Ireland too, when I was hitchhiking there years ago. The sky seemed low enough to touch. (I don’t think we get that kind of experience in New Zealand – certainly not in Dunedin, where the sky is always definitely above the hills.)
Well, I haven’t managed to say anything about work in this post – except perhaps that it’s no work to write about such beauties.
I came across Cat 5 because it was being advertised on a site with the name Norfolk in it, and anything that has Norfolk in it at the moment is likely to attract my attention, since that county has been my second home for the last few months.
I remember that Oscar Wilde is supposed to have answered, when asked what he thought of Norfolk, ‘Very flat.’ Yes, it is, but surprisingly that’s a plus rather than a minus. I’ve never enjoyed cities (like Christchurch) that are all flat; they’re hard to find your way around in, and being used to using hills as landmarks, the lack of them makes me uncomfortable. However, Norfolk somehow overcomes that. Maybe it’s because it’s mostly countryside, and very pretty countryside too, with its endless hedgerows and lanes and trees hanging over the roads, and sudden open skies. There were certain spots that made you gasp with their beauty: one particular place we drove through a number of times had recently cut-down corn in the fields, and the sky felt as though it was just about to fall into your lap. I remember that feeling in Ireland too, when I was hitchhiking there years ago. The sky seemed low enough to touch. (I don’t think we get that kind of experience in New Zealand – certainly not in Dunedin, where the sky is always definitely above the hills.)
Well, I haven’t managed to say anything about work in this post – except perhaps that it’s no work to write about such beauties.
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