Most years since 1982, the centenary of his Death, I have been celebrating Charles Darwin's birthday 12th Feb 1809 by baking pizza or a slab of flapjacks or purchasing a few dozen donuts and taking them into work.
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2019. With retirement looming, I suspect that this will be the last year I'll take anything extra into work on Der Tag. I seem to be the only person among my acquaintance who can reliably remember the 12th of Feb, so I suspect that nobody will notice next year when nothing un-toward happens.
Rap it! Baba Brinkman! And . . .
no one remembering Darwin Day seems gloomy. You converted me. It is a 'repeat forever' item in my ical, along with a very few birthdays (Bach) and other days of personal importance!
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