Have I, perchance, (what fun to have an opportunity to use that word!) come across yet another means of divination? Yesterday I discovered that an ice cube, tossed idly (while waiting for lunch in a lunchtime-busy cafe) onto a hot sidewalk, melts quickly and forms a pattern. Now, depending on which way was up, the resulting picture resembled either a mouse ballet dancer holding a torch or a dog spread out lazily on the ground with a bushy tail. Of course, since then, I have been on the lookout for either.