In the toilets of a service station Dr Val Curtis is waging a one-woman war on dirty hands that spread disease:
Curtis, the director of the Hygiene Centre at the University of London, a co-founder of the Global Partnership for Handwashing with Soap, and all-round hand-washing aficionado, has not collated the final results yet. But even the most disgusting electronic message she could think of, “Soap it off or eat it later”, has failed to elicit a scrum for the soap. “I think what we need to do next is put up a poster with a big photo of poo on it,” she sighs.
Just in case anyone needed any further encouragement (!) to wash their hands:
Absentee numbers have plummeted at one school, George Watson’s College, in Edinburgh after it introduced mandatory hospital-style handwashing for all its pupils in January.
I do have to admit to having previously thought that the computer labs at uni could do with a decontamination chamber at the door. I’m not bothered by dirt in the slightest, but germs are another matter altogether given my complete lack of anything approaching a functioning immune system, and you only need to look at the state of the monitors to deduce the state of the keyboards. Maybe I’ll just borrow that poo poster…
“No matter how much they insist, never ever let your hamster try to drive your car.”
I don’t see why not — it would be totally cute. In fact, it would probably look something like this…
This idea — that excellence at a complex task requires a critical, minimum level of practice — surfaces again and again in studies of expertise. In fact, researchers have settled on what they believe is a magic number for true expertise: 10,000 hours.
This extract from Malcolm Gladwell’s next book, Outliers investigates what it takes to become the best. In short, it appears to be talent, drive, time, practice — and a massive amount of luck.
The previous evening, my wife had presented me with one of her quarterly assessments of my progress as a human being, and the results were, as they so often are, disappointing.
Tim Dowling makes me read his whole column out loud, Saturday after Saturday. I suspect his wife may be the most amazing/terrifying human being known to mankind.
Every day on my way to uni I pass a charity shop. Outside it on Tuesday, was a big box full of hamster toys and, despite the fact that I was already late, I headed in and nabbed it for Fritz. In the end it turns out that I paid £7.50 for about £100 worth of hamster wonderland (there was a huge amount of Rotastack stuff that I might one day set up as a cage but in the meantime will just make tube mazes with. It’s like Lego for hamster owners.) including a hamster car. If you’re wondering what a hamster car is, exactly, let me tell you: it’s a device for making humans happy. Witness exhibit A:
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Clearly, hamster cars are the best things ever. Clearly, making films of hamsters is an excellent way to avoid working. And clearly, I giggle like a maniac.
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