Lark or Night Owl?
OK let's skip the heartfelt apologies for my lack of posts. I'm here now dammit so quit whingeing!
I had to share with you an item from Focus magazine:
Night Owls can work longer and harder than early risers, according to scientists. A study at the university of Liege in Belgium found that a group of early risers were slower and less effective in performing complex tasks than those who love lie-ins. In the test, the brain activity of early risers and night owls was measured using a scanner as they performed tasks.
So I no longer have to apologize to the world for still being in my dressing-gown when the postie knocks the door at 11.30 a.m. to deliver obscure science fiction DVDs from EBay. Yes!
I had to share with you an item from Focus magazine:
Night Owls can work longer and harder than early risers, according to scientists. A study at the university of Liege in Belgium found that a group of early risers were slower and less effective in performing complex tasks than those who love lie-ins. In the test, the brain activity of early risers and night owls was measured using a scanner as they performed tasks.
So I no longer have to apologize to the world for still being in my dressing-gown when the postie knocks the door at 11.30 a.m. to deliver obscure science fiction DVDs from EBay. Yes!
Labels: Lark; night owl;
posted by Kay @ 3:30 PM
5 Comments:
At October 01, 2009 11:49 PM,
Westengland said…
This seems to have become a Slow Blog ("Slow" as in Slow Food) - even your commenters don't comment as often as they used to.
Maybe you could speed things up if you followed up your earlier self-suggestions referring to "an appropriate time to take stock and look back..before I forget how things used to be...("halcyon" or otherwise)". Writing about a shared past usually produces responses ( especially if you name and ?shame).
Meanwhile, it's interesting that you mention science
fiction (or should that be capitalised or abbreviated or initialed?); your correspondent has been reading a serial in that genre: it's about this Australian woman who is unaware that the ice cream she eats by the bucketful is not, in fact, ice cream but something else producing changes in her body that are not due, as she thinks, to age and over-indulgence but because she is, for as-yet unexplained reasons, actually morphing into a wombat..(do you know this story?).
I will understand if you don't have time - or inclination - to reply. It's been interesting, for me,
to see another example of:
"The child is mother to the woman"
And mine:
"A tale told by an idiot..signifying nothing"
At October 02, 2009 6:08 PM,
Kay said…
Westengland, thank you for you remarks. I love the idea of morphing into a wombat. I've always assumed i was a sloth in some previous existence.
I keep the blog open in the hope that I will have the time to return to it at some future date and give it the attention it deserves.
If you'd like to correspond. Send me email.
At October 04, 2009 12:14 AM,
Westengland said…
Thanks for your very unexpectedly quick reply, that I will try to answer as soon as I can.
I have thought of plenty of remarks that will provoke comments from our past and present domiciles, so I await your return to regular blogging.
Meanwhile, my regards to Little Sister and Littler Sister, both of whom I met, once upon a time, long ago and far away.
At October 06, 2009 4:13 AM,
Unknown said…
This comment is for the mystery blog commentator -Westengland.Interesting name, although personally, I don't care for it. Far too endocrine system for my taste. Declare your identity so that we three can dredge the depths of our memories to know you in older age!
Regards
Little Sister
At October 10, 2009 11:46 PM,
chrystaltipps said…
Oh come on Westengland, must we continue to deliberate over your potential identity? Assuming I was about 11 then that would put big sister in the region of 14. She was incredibly popular... so many possibilities to choose from!
Little Sister
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