
I thought you might like to see today’s celebratory modifications to Caroline, my 1996 Volvo 850.
Here’s one …

… and here’s the other.

Caroline’s now an Evolvo!
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I thought you might like to see today’s celebratory modifications to Caroline, my 1996 Volvo 850.
Here’s one …

… and here’s the other.

Caroline’s now an Evolvo!
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Be careful when she tries to speciate. It could get ugly.
Did the “creature” eat the “1” from in front of the 850?
Very nice!
And I’m bringing my jacket with the Thinsulate lining to England next week ….
Gloves, scarf, and wool hat, too.
Cromer?
Wear the fox hat
Wear the fox hat
This one, perhaps?
That looks nice. While we’re here, Kristi, have you sorted out your accommodation and transport yet? Might the Evolvo be of assistance?
Careful, you might end up being pursued by a pack of unemployed hounds.
Henry, I’ll be traveling from Cambridge to Cromer on the Friday, and I’ve made reservations at the Cliftonville. How far is it from the Cromer train station to the hotel? I’ll have a backpack and a medium-sized rolling duffel bag, so I plan to be pretty mobile.
Kristi – not very far at all. Why don’t you contact me offline and I’ll see if I can meet you off the train in the Evolvo? (I am on single-parent duty that day so there might be the ocasional stray child).
Henry, I’ll send you my iPhone number; I bought one of those battery chargers so that I’ll have extra power for my newest gadget. And of course I’ll be just up the road (by Texas standards) for the week prior to CISB ’09.
I don’t mind children, stray or otherwise … in fact, I’ll have some crocheted invertebrate pieces ready, so that Gees Minor and Minima can start planning what they want to do in the workshop. Be sure to warn them that I talk funny (though my accent is so plastic that I might have
become comprehensibleadapted after a week in the UK).Unrelated:
I just came across this phrase, while reading over lunch:
“Shaken by this quandary, I turned my back on a panorama I could no longer bear”
I couldn’t help picturing the author being assaulted by a pantomime horse…
I’m more worried about the bear. Bear meets quandary? No contest.
That’s why the bear is no longer.
I guess it might be a good deal shorter, though. You know what quandaries are like.