Had some friends visit. That was nice. We went to the cafe at tynemouth beach for lunch. And Ruby my 20 month old daughter cried for the following reasons:
- she has a cold so everything is traumatic
- she wanted to go and play on the beach before we ate
- she was told to wait so she cried even more
- she was tired
anyway the trip to the beach was nice and seeing the sea is always a good thing + Isaac loved it. Unfortunately on returning home Ruby did not realise that her coffee shop pusch was over and had to sit on the naughty step a whole 5 times before bed.
After she went to bed I stayed up watching a Paul Newman (excellent actor but why the salad dressings?) film and reading about generalised joins and Cartesian Product in SQL. The following formula floated my boat R Gen [A >E And B<>D] S
Then I went to bed and dreamt the following:
' I was a spin doctor that had been given some important documents that were politicaly sensitive. I was due to hand them over to another member of the government at a kids Bach recital. But I accidentaly mixed them up with the score and words for the singers. You can imagine my embarrassment when they started to sing'