I sat in a pub last night in a group of six people—we were all enjoying each other's company, happily; and then we realized that none of us knew the whole group, in fact no on knew more than two other people, so our relationships were linked strictly in a chain, like this:

V — E — Al — B — C — An

We were six degrees of separation, spanning the social globe at one pub table.

I was quite pleased at this—not for the geekery of the number six, but for the pleasure of connecting up people who enjoy one another. August in Edinburgh is lively and everyone seems to be having a good time.