Saturday, September 10, 2011

Miles, whatever...

Miles - the first thing that pops in my mind is Davis that great, eclectic jazz musician. The other miles is Miles Elliott, a good, nay, great friend of mine I subsequently lost contact with him. I last heard that he's living in Mauritius with his wife Annick... If anyone has any idea or suggestion on how I may be able to get in touch with him - that would be very appreciated.
So, when the news commentators mention miles per hour during the F1 races or Wimbledon (via BBC, where oddly enough they converted to km a long, long time ago) I just cannot think of velocity per linear distance - whatever.... Quirky and archaic and oh so wierd. Yards, furlongs, stone, hundredweight - yikes!