Lucky kids. While I work at my computer, they sit cross-legged in a hazelnut grove with our neighbour, tending to her cows. They’re living the good life, playing at being rural villagers. That’s the life for me too, but I have bills to pay. So on with project tasks and meetings, grateful for these technologies which enable me to sit here and them sit there, reunited in person at sunset. Better that a three-thousand mile commute.