Spring had come again to Oxfordshire. The walls were thick with new green, the estate heavy with blossom. In a small, light- filled room at the reverse of the old house, Rosemary sat reading. She looked up at the sound of gentle horselaugh. Tim Berners- Lee was at his office, videotape calling with a dozen faces from around the world. The discussion was chaotic in the stylish way — multiple languages, accentuations, interruptions, jokes. They were the Solid community inventors, activists, preceptors, croakers , artists.