No, Not Another Dodecahedron!

It was a well meaning project to begin with: To make origami models of all of the five Platonic solids with each of my primary school tutees. They would enjoy it, I thought, and was right. However, the five Platonic solids require a total of twenty seven pieces for each tutee, and if I ever have to make another twelve-component dodecahedron after this week, madness might ensue! Thank goodness that the ending is in sight! Only two dodecahedra and two icosahedra await, and only ten pieces remain to be made, with a possible hexahedron or to in addition to display a non-Platonic solid. My hexahedra keep vanishing for some reason. They might be disappearing into an interdimensional void or secretly enfolding the secret names of the secret international overlords, and thus being confiscated at every opportunity. Anything might be happening to them. Do you think there's an underground market in origami hexahedra? Could that be it? Are they even now being smuggled into deepest Ruritania inside copper-lined urns?

Actually, the dodecahedron is a marvelously silly model, and quite an adventure to make for the first time. It's the second and following cases that become a bit tiring, as each one requires twelve individually made components. However, ours is to moan and whine, but to delight, covertly explain regularity in shapes, and support invisible tape manufacturers wherever they may be.

Here at the Quirky Muffin, you are safe from football. There will be no football mentioned here, nor will there be much on politics once this accursed referendum is over, and the Olympics will be but a barely mentioned shadow. Last time, the Olympics were mentioned only because of a strange fascination with the women's basketball tournement, which was wonderfully free of the hype and corrupting money you might have found in lots of the other events. The women's basketball was endearing and fun. Ah... happy times... It's hard to believe there was a time when this blog could have been about cricket, snooker and golf. And 'Star Trek', of course, always 'Star Trek'.

Now you, the imaginary reader, are returned to your regular existences. Nest time: Another story segment, or a post about the ridiculous episode of 'Star Trek' that was entitled 'The Alternative Factor'. There was much falling off of cliffs by people with dodgy moustaches in that one. It's an utterly daft show, but kind of fun.

O.