Godel Meets Einstein: Time Travel in the Godel Universe Book

Fred's been my companion at breakfast so often this year that I suppose I shouldn't be surprised Manny's been a bit testy at times. I expect that question's been at the back of his mind 'If he's here for breakfast, where was he last night?' In fact I haven't taken Fred to bed, not once. It hasn't been a question of primness, loyalty or even the bed not being big enough for the three of us.

It's more Fred's unflagging enthusiasm, energy and opinionated observations of everything, bombarding the reader as an independent thinker might. One finds oneself stopping to reflect every few pages of a rather long book not because you reach some sort of sciencey stumbling block but because he's just presented a theory about 1920s hat fashion, or the efficacy of geese as domestic lawnmower or the reasons we organise into society. He carries you along in a way that is infectious, thrilling - and tiring. I love reading in bed, but this is more theoretical than practical. Mainly I fall asleep by the time I find my place. In the mornings, however, I'm irritatingly bouncy and chirpy and happy. That's the time to pick up Hoyle.




Hoyle was nothing if not stubborn. I'm thinking of something that plays only a small part in his chosen story....

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