Poem: ‘Applied Mathematics’
Paul Groves, 23 January 1997
‘0.0133333. What does this mean?’ protests my meat- packer uncle, slumped in his threadbare armchair. I advise him to start again. He stabs the calculator’s Cancel with a coarse digit. He has read that French starlet Tabatha Cash has made 150 pornographic movies in 2½ years. How many, he wonders, was that a week? His first hurdle is finding the ½ button, which...
