Surpasses.moisture.winds

I’m probably going to tell you something you’ve known about for ages, but as I’ve only recently discovered it, and because it’s quite interesting and really quite useful I thought you ought to be made aware.

Surpasses.moisture.winds is the address of my bonfire site. Where I’m sitting typing this blog my address is bubble.nuptials.ramp and where Rosie is making supper at this very moment her address is powder.spent.windpipe

It all sounds rather far-fetched but I assure you it’s not. This method of pin-pointing an address has been adapted world-wide and is called ‘What3words’. It was devised by a very visionary fellow called Chris Sheldrick who took it upon himself to divide the world into three metre squares. And then he counted them, all 57 trillion of them. And here’s the clever part, he gave each and every one of the 57 trillion squares an individual address. Comprising just three words. And in the process used only 40,000 words to create those 57 trillion addresses (40,000 x 40,000 x 40,000 = quite a lot, more than enough to put address labels on 57 trillion squares).

Think how useful it is: if I were to break a leg in the middle of Friston Forest I could call 999 for help on my phone and pinpoint my position precisely. And that’s also why the local fire brigade know about surpasses.moisture.winds because it’ll save them fruitless call-outs in future.

That’s enough of that. Anyone would think I’ve an axe to grind (giggles.herb.bombshell is where I chop my logs). What about Sussex in the spring? This time last year it was spring with a vengeance…warmth, birdsong, blossom, green leaves. This year’s chilly winds and early morning frosts have put paid to all that and we’re at least a fortnight behind schedule. Here at refrained.downs.providing you can see the difference: both photos taken on April 21.

Here’s a few more pictures of our delayed but still glorious spring. From left to right: muffin.crispier.maple, passwords.dries.painted, annotated.flamed.horseshoe, boards.wriggle.rungs. Thought you ought to know.