Sometimes I question what randomness means. I took my son out for a walk on a 'boys day' with a view to taking a walk along my favorite canal which links Bristol, Bath and goes on to Swindon. In my efforts to find a new starting point I got lost, so called, and we found ourselves driving amongst villages of three or 400 years old with street names like wool street'. I did not know where I was...
So called ‘randomness’
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