
There was no interference
It was a news report this morning that suggested a song with refrain to Auld Lang Syne:

There was no interference
It was a news report this morning that suggested a song with refrain to Auld Lang Syne:
Sometimes Coco’s posts are far too wordy, so he thought he would keep it simple today. See, there are already far too many words!
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Spero meliora?
Thinking about the new year, Coco had been locked in a discussion with a linguistical friend, who could turn your Latin homework into better Latin than ever Pliny’s grandson would have even dreamed he could write, trying to find a better expression of ‘Spero meliora’ than is offered either by Google translate or by the owners of the motto. It seemed to Coco to be far too weak to be a good motto, though Coco had no doubt that to the literate Roman it carried much more weight that Micawber’s ‘Something will turn up’, which is all the poor English language can muster. Coco had hoped for better. ‘Semper ad Meliora’ is hardly an improvement, though ‘Semper meliora’ may be closer to that for which Coco had hoped. It was inevitable that Coco should come out of the discussion with a turnip nose, as in cauliflower ear, of which Coco had learned from the Third Programme’s heir at about 1845 this evening¹. Beware if you have such a thing lest when you use tobacco and blow smoke from it the fire wardens are not called out!
Continue readingSpecial rendition
Just before 11h yestermorn, the BBC played Silent Night by a composer whose skills excelled in the use of the propensity of violas to play in unison with themselves. Alfred Schnittke was a master of the improbable and novel, even taking into account the built in weakness of the tuning system of the instrument. Viola players are well known for overcoming the stiffness of the tuning pegs in their instruments by applying wax rather than chalk to their stems. They are also one of the boldest and most brash of musicians, outdoing even the infamous ‘bonists, in their ability to overcome what may appear to the untrained ear to be a mistake. In a word they are the toreadors of the musical world.
Continue readingA short collage of bells, whistles and shadows found between the first and last twenty-fifth meridians.
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Continue readingSlave catchers galore
In Nigeria, I remember my grandmother saying that when she was a little girl her great grandmother always said, ‘be careful how you’re behaving, if you’re naughty I’ll give you two the slave catchers’.
That must have been a terrible, terrible thing to tell a child…
Continue readingA warning to Wiebo users: do not share this. And yes, Coco does know that word this is miss-spelt as Coco does incorrectly spell ohters.
Continue readingIBM claims advance in quantum computing
Coco finds it most appropriate that the BBC has reported that the Eagle has, at 127, twice as many qubits as the previous IBM processor.
Now 127 is an odd number, so it is impossible, so his simple understanding of numbers tells him, that it should be exactly twice another integer.

However, being a quantum processor one may safely conclude that the previous one had 63 or 64 qubits. Shrödinger knows why.
Carpenters, Cleese, Cambridge and Christmas
Coco was not sure what was the most astonishing the Carpenters, Cleese or Cambridge and Christmas.
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