And a happy Pi day!Back when I attended St Enid's School for the Unbearably Middle Class, "pi" was short for "pious", and referred to those know-it-all uber-self-righteous types that the better sort used to loathe and despise.
But that was a different, and simpler universe. And these days we have to tolerate Drayton Parslow. No longer being at a single-sex school, we're not even able to staple his bedsheets together with an industrial staple gun so he can't get out of bed. Or not again, at any rate. Not since the court injunction.
But today, in any case, we know better. And "pi" is the number that - literally - makes the world go round.
We've realised that there's almost nothing more like real prayer and meditation than chanting meaningless things at great length. And that's why, at 9am in the Moot House, we're starting the day with three hours of chanting Pi. And please don't go getting confused like you did last year when you reach the Feynman point, and endlessly repeating "nine". It changes.
After the chanting, Young Keith has very kindly promised to re-set pi to the value of 3.0 for a little while, just so we can see how the world looks. This may have a bad effect on the shape of your eyeballs, so I suggest everyone brings dark glasses just in case they look hideous.
So it's Pi Day! Let's all have a ball!
...zup?
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