"Geoff Ryman - Everywhere" - читать интересную книгу автора (Ryman Geoff)Take the train to Newcastle and walk along the river until you see on
the hill where people keep their homing pigeons. Muck out the cages for readies. ItтАЩs useful when youтАЩre a bit short, it comes up with ideas to make some dosh. ItтАЩs really clever. It takes all the stuff that goes on around here and stirs it around and comes up with something new. Here, listen: The laws of evolution have been applied to fun. New generations of ideas are generated and eliminated at such a speed that evolution works in real time. ItтАЩs survival of the funnest and you decide. They evolve machines too. Have you seen our new little airplanes? TheyтАЩve run the designs through thousands of generations, and they got better and faster and smarter. The vicar bought the whole church choir airplanes they can wear. The wings are really good, they look just like birdтАЩs wings with pinions sticking out like this. Oh! I really want one of them. You can turn somersaults in them. People build them in their sheds for spare readies, I could get one now if I had the dosh. Every Sunday as long as it isnтАЩt raining, you can see the church choir big embroidered Mexican hats. They rev up and take off and start to sing the Muslim call to prayer. They echo all over the show. Then they cut their engines and spiral up on the updraft. ThatтАЩs when they start up on Nearer My God to Thee. Every Sunday, Granddad and I used to walk up Shibbon Road to the Dene. ItтАЩs so high up there that we could look down on top of them. He never got over it. Once he laughed so hard he fell down, and just lay there on the grass. We just lay on our backs and looked up at the choir, they just kept going up like they were kites. When the Travellers come to Blaydon, they join in. Their wagons are pulled by horses and have calliopes built into the front, so on Sundays, when the choir goes up, the calliopes start up, so you got organ music all over the show as well. Me Dad calls Blaydon a sound sandwich. He says itтАЩs all the hills. The Travellers like our acoustics, so they come here a lot. They got all sorts to trade. They got these bacteria that eat rubbish, and they hatch new machines, like smart door keys that only work for the right people. They make their own beer, but you got to be a bit careful how much you drink. Granddad and I used to take some sarnies and our sleeping bags |
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