{"id":250,"date":"2009-04-23T09:20:14","date_gmt":"2009-04-23T09:20:14","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/rpg\/2009\/04\/23\/on_differences\/"},"modified":"2011-11-27T19:36:16","modified_gmt":"2011-11-27T19:36:16","slug":"on_differences","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/rpg\/2009\/04\/23\/on_differences\/","title":{"rendered":"On Differences"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;It&#8217;s too bright,&#8221; Sophie said. &#8220;The sun won&#8217;t set!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>\nI thought we had some sleep masks from the flight over (when, on a four-fifths empty 777, we had a row each and those of us who weren&#8217;t so excited that we photographed Iran in nauseating detail could actually lie down), but by the time I got around to looking for them she was asleep.<\/p>\n<p>\nOne of the things that struck me about living in Sydney was the length of the days. Being closer, much closer, to the equator than we are in the UK, the days were of a more uniform length, and it never stays light long enough to keep children awake much past their bedtimes. I missed the drawn-out crepusculum; twilight in Australia being almost non-existent. (Incidentally, next time someone complains about the weather in the UK, point out to them the difference in rainfall between Sydney and London, and then\u2014especially if they complain how cold it is\u2014compare London&#8217;s latitude with, say, Nova Scotia.) <\/p>\n<p>\nI don&#8217;t ever recall seeing anyone famous in Australia either\u2014by which I mean someone who would be recognized by an average person on the street (Peter Doherty doesn&#8217;t count; and if you want a real chuckle at the desperation of Australian science read this <a href=\"http:\/\/www.whitehat.com.au\/australia\/people\/NobelPrize.asp\">attempt<\/a> to re-define &#8216;Australian Nobel Prize winners&#8217;). I <em>heard<\/em> U2 play from a couple of miles away, but that&#8217;s about it.<\/p>\n<p>\nOn the other hand, within three days of arriving in London to live, this conversation took place as a certain shock-haired gentleman was herded, surrounded by television cameras, towards the Tube:<\/p>\n<p>\nKate: &#8220;Who&#8217;s that, Rachel?&#8221;<br \/>\nRachel (12): &#8220;It&#8217;s the Mayor of London, Boris Johnson.&#8221;<br \/>\nKate: &#8220;How do you know that?&#8221;<br \/>\nRachel: &#8220;I saw him on <em>Top Gear<\/em>!&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>\nI&#8217;m so proud of her.<\/p>\n<p>\nSophie, too, is settling in. It was her first day at school yesterday, and she was mobbed by her new classmates. They&#8217;re doing a project on Natural Disasters this half-term: this week it&#8217;s &#8216;Earthquakes&#8217; but after that it&#8217;s &#8216;Volcanoes&#8217;. <\/p>\n<p>\n&#8220;Oh,&#8221; Sophie said, &#8220;I stood on a volcano in Auckland.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>\n&#8220;Cool!&#8221; chorussed the class. &#8220;Impossible!&#8221; according to one smart-arse.<\/p>\n<p>\n&#8220;It was <em>dead<\/em>, duh,&#8221; Sophie said.<\/p>\n<p>\n&#8220;Cool!&#8221; chorussed the class.<\/p>\n<p>\nAlso yesterday I had coffee with Ishta&#8217;s wife, and talked about schools and how her son loves science (his science teacher is apparently <em>amazing<\/em> if somewhat unconventional), and how it might be possible to get him or his class to see a real lab. In the afternoon I met up with a TV producer (thanks to Matt Brown), and talked about doing green-screen interviews for a graphics-heavy science TV show. <\/p>\n<p>\nMy feet haven&#8217;t touched the ground. The only down-side is Vista&#8217;s propensity to lock me out because the &#8216;security log is full&#8217; and to randomly reboot at least once a day. I really wish they&#8217;d let me connect my MBP to the network at work.<\/p>\n<p>\nAnd a final difference. It does my cynical heart good to see this:<\/p>\n<p>\n<img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/rg-d.com\/nature\/george.jpg\" alt=\"Happy St George\" width=\"800\" height=\"600\" \/><br \/>\n<em>Cry \u2018God for Harry, England, and St George!\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>&#8220;It&#8217;s too bright,&#8221; Sophie said. &#8220;The sun won&#8217;t set!&#8221; I thought we had some sleep masks from the flight over (when, on a four-fifths empty 777, we had a row each and those of us who weren&#8217;t so excited that &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/rpg\/2009\/04\/23\/on_differences\/\">Continue reading <span class=\"meta-nav\">&rarr;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-250","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/rpg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/250","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/rpg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/rpg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/rpg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/rpg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=250"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/rpg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/250\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/rpg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=250"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/rpg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=250"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/occamstypewriter.org\/rpg\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=250"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}