The devil is often in the detail.

There are several permanent records held on the internet: Patents, Companies House, and things like Scholar GPS. There are many more.

This is my GPS graph referenced today.

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It is weird to see that from time to time someone might still cite one of my cobweb papers. I don’t know if an h-index of ~15 is any good or not.

Truth is we all leave paper trails, data trails which might come back to bite us on the bum. These days the world is very interconnected, what once might have lain hidden in a paper archive can be cross-linked and cross-referenced electronically. AI might be good at that. Data may be traded between organisations.

Scholar GPS says that I have 43 papers but there are more than that. Back a layer behind a Google search I am linked, in perpetuity, in the literature, to various individuals if only for a fleeting moment. My erstwhile affiliation is evidenced by the claimed institutional address.

Our answers on official documents are no longer in musty filing cabinets, they are electronic. Even paper here in France is converted into machine readable PDF. There are some things upon which I am very mindful for the need for accuracy, particularly in detail. These are tax and medical related. I would never make even a semi-manufactured insurance claim.

You never know when something might turn out to be important. A forgery in the heat of the moment could resurface, a lie in an official document could result in prosecution. False claims made to secure funding can be seen as fraud.

It was just a detail… ask party-Boris how details can impinge.

Family law in France differs significantly from UK, here the children can be liable for the care home fees of their parents, seems only fair if they get a slice of the property on death.

It is usually the things which we do not face or try to avoid which keep on coming back. Pretending that we don’t need to do anything is rarely a wise strategy. The universe has a habit of re-presenting the things which we sought to avoid or escape from.

Things that come back to bite us on the bum can be very, very persistent.

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