variable entity

Sixty nine years old today, and awakening is like any other day. The day is cool and wet, and there is an invitation to go and have some cake at a friends place in Munich. It is the only birthday cake for this year, so after breakfast take the car in to Munich, or be taken by the car to Munich. The rain is very heavy indeed, there are repeated warnings that the roads may be flooded. The illuminated signs are all showing speed restrictions.

The cake was very good, the man is his usual egocentric self, but that is all in order.

The return journey two and a half hours later is much the same, the rain seems to be coming down in a long continuous downpour.

There is a card in the postbox in Landshut, it is the collector and he wishes well. His daughter is overcoming her bout of melancholia, that is good news.

Talk to the son, and ask him out for a meal at the local Indian restaurant. It is pleasant food, and he is pleasant company. The good news is that he has been successful with his examinations, he has passed. This means that his studies may continue at a good pace, and that really is a fine thing

Later, enjoy a cup of coffee with him in the café, he tells me his views on the politics of the extreme right. It is a little bit difficult to follow,  and there is room for further study. Humans have become intellectual about being primitive, and for this people on the extreme right the truth seems to have become a variable entity.