A boy just turned 9.

A boy, a horse.

INTPs are introverts, meaning they tend to prefer relatively solitary lives. They are often uncomfortable in social gatherings, particularly large ones, which can leave them feeling somewhat drained. Although some may have many acquaintances, INTPs usually have only a few close friends, if any at all. However, this also means they tend to be nonchalant about their public image.

INTPs favor iNtuition over Sensing. As such, they tend to be more introspective than attentive to their surroundings. It is common for an INTP to daydream, or simply become lost in his or her thoughts. INTPs often enjoy contemplating interesting ideas, concepts, and possibilities due to iNtuition—their curiosity drives them. However, their senses are somewhat less refined than in other types. They may overlook details (INTPs are prone to “careless errors” in math), and are not often completely attuned to what is going on around them. An INTP deep in thought can be oblivious to all sorts of things, ranging from a missed meal to a cap being stolen from his or her head.

An INTP prefers Thinking over Feeling, meaning he or she tends to value logic over feelings. Although INTPs experience emotions as powerfully as other types, they almost always must see the logic behind them before acting on them. All decisions must have good reasons behind them, and INTPs rarely make good decisions without considerable thought. It is usually very important to an INTP to be as logically and grammatically accurate as possible. However, INTPs are somewhat inept at expressing feelings outwardly, sometimes causing misunderstandings. Sarcasm and cynicism are occasionally observed in INTPs.

Since INTPs have a Perceiving preference, they don’t enjoy being limited by schedules or decisions. They tend to have bursts of creative energy, which can lead to extraordinary efforts, but the energy can also be short-lived. After the energy is expired, attention may be directed elsewhere, where energy may be regenerated. In other words, INTPs may have many interests due to their preference for perceiving, and these interests may come and go, or change altogether.

Being introverts, INTPs are usually very reserved. Their iNtuition allows them to rapidly understand new concepts and to pursue a wide variety of interests. Their Thinking helps them to find the logic in a situation from an objective point of view. INTPs’ Perceiving causes them to be open-ended; often thinking about a task is more rewarding than executing the task.

INTPs often feel like misfits and are not necessarily always appreciated. Many INTPs complain of boredom, as the real world fails to measure up to the vivid experiences of their imaginations.

We are in Pembrokeshire, again.

Viola and I took the train. It was packed. It is probably the best part of two decades since I took a train from Reading to South Wales. I used to go regularly as child to visit my grandparents. Julia and I would get the train from Reading to Cardiff Central where GG (or Grampa as he was known then) and Grandma would pick us up in their VW camper van before taking us out for a pub lunch (invariably the Fox and Hounds in Llancarfan) where we would be forced to eat things because we once expressed some preference for them. For Julia this resulted in having to*always* have a prawn cocktail. I digress.

Twenty years ago there weren’t mobile phones. Need I say more?

Anyway we had a fairly standard day at ‘number 6’. We started the day without bacon sandwiches but never mind. After much pottering, a spot of lunch, and the realisation that my netbook had developed an annoying fault, we headed down to the beach; Newgale. We walked, we threw balls, for a lovely couple of hours in the glorious autumn sun. Dylan behaved himself for *most* of the time.

After a brief rest we headed out for dinner. To the legendary Arberth Narberth or as it known in Wales, Arberth, or as it is known in England, Narberth. Out destination being The Carreg Restaurant. A novel restaurant, to some of us at least, where the unique selling point is cooking your food yourself on a bloody hot slab of rock. A variety of meats and fish are available. I had kangaroo, Sheila had ostrich, some had swordfish, and some had bloody expensive fillet steak. A fantastic meal - at £300+ it should have been.

And now we sit. Five adults spread across the three sections of the lounge. Some of us drinking pink cava mixed with sprite.

A good day.

*Probably* only of interest to regular users of the sometimes flooded Marston Cycle Path.

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