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Heaven knows why my 72nd brithday should gets its own web page but it has and its here:
Part of the reason for the above is best explained by the picture that Janet bought me for my birthday - at my request. The place was a gallery in St Remy de Provence. It won't be to every taste but it represents a key moment in my life. They say we all regress as we grow older and this provides proof in my case. For I would have been around 10 years old when I first read Jules Verne. It was not From the Earth to the Moon which this image suggests but I was soon immersed in Verne, and then HG Wells. Of course I went on to cut teeth on Stevenson, Ballantyne, Scott and more. Later I would graduate to Clarke and Asimov, Heinlein and Pohle, Bradbury and Herbert and more. So my sci fi credentials are intact if inexplicable.
And then we went for lunch and to the excellent Library Restaurant in Norwich where we took advantage of their Lobster Week and had Cromer crawlies, grilled and delicious. We started with calamari (moi and what else!) and for madame a tempura of artichoke - which was so good I wish I had chosen it. We ended with a chocolate disgrace which left the plate too fast to be photographed.