Early doors saw yours truly in deep thought on the Bonsai Mountain
where the view of the shire was nothing short of Middle Earth.
So while the clan frolicked with gay abandon
or wandered over the rocks
yours truly was number crunching, here is a screen shot of half of the mornings deliberations
which does indicate some progress in data production but as interpretation is the key to success, success is still somewhat elusive. My CSE maths gained over 35 years ago is being sorely tested by this whole exercise. What is more successful is the containment of the four horses of the apocalypse +1. Here is Apollo the wonder foal plotting with Pronto another breakout.
Thick as thieves these two. Just good friends and all that jazz.