My nightly wanderings under shining stars and darken skies

A man makes a bet at a damp Christmas get-together. He bets a female academic that he can write a book too, even if he is not an intellectual. And then, of course, he is going to have to write that book, so as not to loose the bet. The book turns out to contain a little of each about his daily life. And a bit of philosophy about living in the modern world, as he sees it. Among other things digital...