It’s a well known fact: alpha males with money drive silver Teslas. It’s also a tongue twister.
There are two in Margravine Gardens (gun-metal silver Teslas). I was taken for a ride in one in Wiltshire this week and took a photograph of the onboard computer. It’s a very good picture, recording the external temperature (22C), the radio station (Jazz FM), the time (after lunch: 16.39), the battery life (46%), where we were (A303), my friend’s name and crucially the speed limit and our actual speed. Suffice to say that the latter exceeded the former. Could my picture be used to prosecute my friend for speeding? I think so. It has more data than a speed camera, recording the driver’s name. Tesla drivers should confiscate passengers’ cameras or drive slower.
Lutyens is still building Delhi and I wouldn’t mind a pause so I’m pleased to have received four very different books in three days.
I don’t know in what order I will read them – or should I do some gardening?
I have been binge-reading Sybille Bedford and highly recommend her novelistic memoir (“Quicksands”, 2006) which of course overlaps her memoirist novels (including “The Legacy”, 1956). I am going to get into Bedford’s writing about legal systems and trials, especially now I have been reading Rebecca West’s, “The Meaning of Treason” (1952) concerning the lives and trials of (especially) William Joyce and Fuchs. It means something (I am not yet sure what) that three women (West, Bedford and Hannah Arendt) were all so fascinated by and interesting on issues of disloyalty, evil and justice.
Paris Between Wars is quite readable. It has been a long time since I read it through, but I have dipped into it now and then over the last few years. I have never heard of the other books.