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1. Resist wide expanses of painted plaster, libraries with submerged calls, large volumes of code, lives built on side-effects. There adventures in wild thorns live! Beware the stoats! The weasels! Rewrite is to retest. Do you really want to re-wire the whole house? Be as timid as the wood mouse rejigging it's nest for winter. Measure and re-measure the smallest area or code coverage. Mark out the symbolic territory to be re-worked. Feel the fern-spike of concepts and dead ideas, the bones of someone else's architecture. Mark your way with thread in untended thickets.

2. Look, to get there from here you wouldn't want to start from here, believe me. It's a given but I don't have to like it. A piece of bloody turf I wouldn't use for a doormat. Review past mysteries. Any clue is worth having even if you end up as mystified as when you started. Evidence, the physiology of mysteries, advancing thesii to be examined, rejected or accepted. More Marlowe than Miss bleedin' Marple. See how the sleek theory wraps itself around the victims disjunctive corpse. Does that mass of data really contain a pattern? More probes, more log statements! Can you really trust that debugger?

3. Tenon saws a-go-go. Bite the lieutenant's hand, dear, he's no place being here. The domino castle, rather than delivering pizzas, casts jealously it's blood red eyes over a cumlech, a harness, a shield, some bones. Tenon dance sprightly! Bits bite at breezes over a fish-laden pool under the willows drift. Vices rest easy by the waters edge, a kingfisher darting from a convenient cast iron lip. Contentionless gravity screws make tentative fixes in gypsum, a vast plain of misunderstanding. Wild eyes of a jigsaw! Routers casting off the inhibitions of their trench-wielding lives, buzz happily with the thoughts of countless butterflies slipped to the scented air...

4. Long dead fingers keep sparking into life.

5. You don't want to do it like that.