How to Travel

With a salmon.

Umberto Eco should have written a book on how to spend a Sunday. I'm surprised that there have not been any particularly famous polls on the subject. They would probably turn up enough unexpected results to merit an inch or so on the front page of the Times of India.

I can guess what some of them would be... Lie in bed with a book... Loll on a sandy beach under a tropical/Mediterranean sun... Watch TV... Watch a movie... Play online chess against somebody in Honolulu...

OK, that last one is stretching it a bit. You get my point, though... The things that would feature high on the list would definitely not include, for instance, writing a paper about how reading four lines from Pygmalion filled one with the knowledge of how to be a better and more effective manager. A very edifying way to spend the holiday, no doubt, but not a particularly entertaining one.

With due apologies to HH Munro and Clovis Sangrail, what is needed at this moment is an Unrest Cure. I am now legally old enough to stand for a by-election in some out-of-the-way constituency, but somehow I do not believe that is quite the answer.

And whatever quiz there is tomorrow will certainly prove unrestful enough for anybody, up to and including Frederick Altamont Cornwallis Twistleton, Fifth Earl of Ickenham, so I guess that's taken care of.