Reading:
Write it down! I’d solved the last theorem of Fermat But left my workings on the blackboard Overnight. The cleaner thinking to be helpful Wiped them off while I was eating breakfast. They sacked the cleaner but what good was that? The next to go was Gödel’s famous Theorem On the Incompleteness of Maths. He’d given Popes and presbyters a chink of hope. ‘There’s still room For God’ they said. Well, I refuted it. Two A4 sheets and God was dead. Now I cannot find them. Another time I’d solved the biggest mystery of all. Why numbers tell the universe. When I awoke I’d done all that need be said. ‘Darling would you make the coffee?’ My Theory of Everything faded first, then fled. Moral? You can never be too careful. Keep nothing in your head. Make six copies of everything and don’t drink coffee in bed!
