online: 11 august 2012 modified: 17, 18 july, 11 august 2012 17 july 2012 evening light... other voices
at the highest point
...a voice behind me... the voice of a young boy... speaking (as if already grown-up) of 'the whole of London'... and of 'the last 30 years'...
...and now he has gone... to live the rest of his life...
...and as i sit here on the highest seat... writing what i heard of his words... and looking mainly at the tall buildings near to the horizon... i notice a swift or a swallow moving quickly as it zigzags in the dusk...i estimate that it flies hundreds of metres in a few seconds... over the rooftops of the village below...
...then a young man comes to sit beside me and immediately begins to write on a handheld...
...when i ask what he is doing he tells me he is studying engineering and wants to become a software developer... and i told him i'd studied engineering and now i'm writing this
...we exchanged web addresses and he told me that his website is already attracting replies from computer companies...
...then he reappeared at the bus stop and told me that he went to school near to where i now live
...i miss a bus through attending to all this...so i continue to write until another one arrives
...looking now at his website i see that his ambition is to design computer interfaces that are 'intuitive'... (a new name for the 'zero-learning' interfaces that i attempted in the 1950s and after... and now they have become the norm though i suspect that they are still far from providing the people-enhancing neworld that i still have in mind)...
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