There’s a bloke out there who makes cheese. Cheddar, I believe. He has a website about cheese, and a webcam of a particular cheese, so you can watch in mature in real time.
I read somewhere that there’s another bloke who logs on every night to see how the cheese is getting on. He finds it soothing, something peaceful at the end of the day.
Meanwhile, I have my one remaining tree that’s not quite out in leaf. This week, it’s finally started sprouting. Soon, the leaves will droop like normal leaves do, and it’ll look like the rest of the trees, where you can’t quite believe they haven’t been in full leaf for ever.
Trees look mighty permanent at that stage. (If you really want to know, it’s the big tree by Mansfield Traquair church, just by the bus stop. Eye level view if you sit upstairs on the bus.)
So I shouldn’t really complain that there’s another season of Big Brother starting…and Dan working his way through episodes of The Apprentice. We all like to see how something’s going, little by little.
We’re also quite keen on big changes, out of nowhere. Why else would we watch sport, if not to think that any minute, it could all change…or something of that kind. (You can probably tell I don’t watch a lot of sport. But I do make an effort when the Olympics are on, or something of that kind. Life achievement stuff. Theirs, not mine, I mean.)
We like to see the passing of time, I suppose, in ways that help us feel we are in control, rather than having it happen to us. The tree blooms, the cheese matures, whether we’re watching or not.
But spectators that we are in this day and age, we like to take part a little. If only to have something to write on our blog.