Life slipping past

There was an interesting article in today's paper - allegedly the hundred most influential environmentalists. The usual suspects were present - Rachel Carson and Schumacher top it, but we also get Prince Charles, William Morris, Ansel Adams, Arnie, Malthus, David Suzuki (who wrote one of my genetics textbooks), St Francis, Stephen Jay Gould, Ghandi, Darwin (and Wallace), the Dalai Lama, Tom and Barbara from The Good Life, Coleridge, Joe Strummer and Father Christmas (this last for services to carbon-free delivery).

In other news, I'm just beating Phil in the phlegm-clearing stakes, but not by much. I think I can safely say that the neighbours are still awake.

Some bugger jammed the front door lock and hadn't bothered to get it fixed, so I've just done it. Joe upstairs left a note asking whoever it was jammed it to have it fixed, and got nothing but a sarcky comment in return. I shall resist the temptation to point fingers.

Meanwhile, from the public-service department:

Saint Patti on New York was on Radio 3 tonight, talking about her poems. It can be ListenAgained here, which is http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio/aod/shows/rpms/radio3/nightwaves_tue.rpm or rtsp://rmv8.bbc.net.uk/radio3/nightwaves/nightwaves_tue.ra for those of you who have to jump through the same hoops I do. After la Smith, there's some discussion on whether HG Wells was an influence on Churchill, and then Bill Thompson and Bruce Sterling talking about Google . . . and blithely assuming that everyone is familiar with The Monkey's Paw.

Hmm. The intro to this often makes me think of Life On Earth.