Some say that engineering marvels such as the Millau Viaduct, the Large Hadron Collider or the bridge over the Colne in Colchester, which took so long to build my brother got to write a sarcastic letter to the Council, are the pinnacle of human endeavour. Others prefer to point to Mozart and Richard D James. Yet others consider the evolution of moral philosophy, and society itself, to be where it's at. Still more think of the incredible sacrifices and acts of bravery required in war-time, or during some natural disaster, asking people to go beyond what they could have imagined themselves capable of.
I say, "Balls!", to all that. Yesterday I stripped and remade Kate's bed entirely one-handed, and put the laundry on. I'm not going to beat that. I've peaked.
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