It was a bit mesmerizing. With the pale legs underneath and theblack skirt waving above, she almost looked like the inside-outumbrella.Oh! The umbre...la! I quickly remembered that I needed to put it right,and pulled at the spokes to get it right side-in again. As I finished,though, I saw that the woman's skirt had fallen back into its properplace. I poked Edward with my elbow, and he looked too. We were bothamazed: aside from the skirt, the woman was wearing the same clothesthat Vincent. Sometimes she wished she could just be a little girl again, curled up under a blanket on the couch with her doll while the boys watched the game on TV and her mother rocked the baby to sleep. "Alright everybody, it's lit! Now let's hold hands." "What a funny light! It's not that bright but it seems to be filling the whole room!" "Look at those colours! Blue and green and brown. They seem to be switching around." "Okay, girls, let's close our eyes. That's what the old woman. “Want to build a computer? First you’ve got to have the transistors, the wiring, the chips. To have those you need to extract the petroleum, the metals, and make the precision equipment. For that you need machinery and equipment that requires more machinery and equipment to build, and on and on back through more steps than I can begin to describe.“But the process had to start somewhere. And where was that? Right here“—he flashes up a photo of the interior of a cave on the big screen—”in the. I really should be grateful to these two for what they put me through and I would like to tell them so. I think that would even the score between us and the laugh would be on them. Trouble is it would just make them more mad!" But forcing you to drag those two women around that estate - you couldn't have found that liberating." Strangely enough it was in a nasty kind of way. It was a chance to test my physical limits, but you are right - I would just love to catch up with those two fat old.