The Bullshit Threshold

Cannes and Marseilles this week which explains the lack of posts, it’s not that I’m getting lazy, more that our business and civilisation has become so complicated there is no time for recreation nor relaxation.

The trade fair was actually quite fun for a change (“been there, done that”), because loyal friends and human communication is always better than the fucking internet. However the bullshit threshold descends as we get older, I just cannot tolerate idiots in the way I used to be able to do. Sadly this bloody business has a very high proportion of imbeciles.

Marseilles is a nice city, photo taken from the car with my mobile phone just to prove I was there, this is a church just near the old port.

Of course I missed the exit off the autoroute, had a very undercooked and unpleasant pizza, ruined a shirt and tie by splashing greasy pizza topping on it (the waiter actually said “I think you’ll need to by a new shirt, sir”) and generally got tired by driving 500kms in the day. This was all forgotten upon arrival back home, I cooked a wonderful Roghan Josh for our guests (recipe to appear here soon, maybe) and everyone was happy.