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A room with a view
Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 3:21 pm
by storeynicholas
A good view out of the window, at home or at work is life-enhancing, especially when it is alive with movement - a harbour view might be more interesting than just the ocean. Anyway, I thought that it might be interesting to share our views from our homes and offices - in town, country, mountain and seaside. Here's our view from the house, from the top back and top front:
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Posted: Tue Nov 11, 2008 1:11 am
by marcelo
Such a beautiful sea-side view! I suppose as pleasant as the view itself, the sound to the waves must have a lulling effect… Magnific!
Posted: Tue Nov 11, 2008 6:30 pm
by DonB
I suppose I could have fared worse, being a student:
Regards,
Don
Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 12:46 pm
by storeynicholas
marcelo wrote:Such a beautiful sea-side view! I suppose as pleasant as the view itself, the sound to the waves must have a lulling effect… Magnific!
The sound of the sea here varies quite enormously - far more so than around the British coast (except during storms) - sometimes it is gentle and lulling but sometimes it sounds like artillery fire and shakes the doors!
NJS
Posted: Wed Nov 12, 2008 12:47 pm
by storeynicholas
DonB wrote:I suppose I could have fared worse, being a student:
Regards,
Don
Great view there must be a great variety here - from New York skyscrapers to Sydney Harbour!!
NJS
Posted: Thu Nov 13, 2008 1:08 am
by NCW
NJS wrote:Great view there must be a great variety here - from New York skyscrapers to Sydney Harbour!!
Not to mention my beloved quads, with the loose cobbles, and rowdy students in the middle of the night declaiming Milton, or arguing on whether the lamp-posts are post war or not ('But they were
pre-war you see, even though they are not in the war-time pictures, because they were not only not lit, but actually removed for the blackout...'); or again, the awkward tourists flitting into silent courts, pursued by picture-stuttering friends, eagerly recording the moment already timeless, as amused students nonchalantly saunter past with the paraphernalia of day-to-day life, carrying either dirty washing, or piles of books on 'Foundational deconstructive analysis'.
The past is a foreign country: they do things differently here. Where else indeed do mathematicians treat with prose?
NCW