July 4, 2009

Cook-Off Day

There are the Fires of Hades to be stoked and Scotch Bonnets to be prepared, see you later.

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July 3, 2009

Friday Night is Music Night (Red Hot Edition)

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July 2, 2009

At the Sign of the Barber's Pole

Deep joy - I have at long last found a decent Barber's shop in Wiltshire. For years I have put up with an ever changing rota of feral youths in my local establishments who having passed an NVQ in holding sharp scissors in their pudgy white tattooed paws believe they are doing you a favour in randomly snipping bits of hair off. Unless you want a bleached cockatoo for a hairstyle you end up looking like Nick Griffen.
But tucked away on Winchester Street, Salisbury, I found a proper Turkish barber. Not only did he cut my hair properly in silence, I had the pleasure of him scraping round my neck with a cut throat razor, (maybe that is why Nick Griffen doesn't use a Turkish Barber), and the old flaming wand was produced to singe off the hairs in and on my ears and nose. If you have never had a Turk gently blowing a flame into your ear, and balming it with unguents of the orient, you have never been properly prepared to face the rigours of the day.

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June 29, 2009

I've found a new website

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No more typing until my trapped nerve stops throbbing and I can go back to using my right fist. I even had to use my other hand to clean my teeth, made a change, almost as though someone else was doing it to me...

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June 28, 2009

Halcyon Days

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Punting on the Cherwell and a Garden Party at the old Oxford college, eating and drinking with friends on a sunny English weekend, it doesn't get much better.

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June 26, 2009

Chilli Cook-Off Reminder

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How am I going to top my Banana Chilli Recipe from last year? If you have a recipe to suggest please put it in the comments below as I believe the Devil is coming to sup with us and I need all the help I can get.

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Friday Night is Music Night (Black Genius Died Too Young Edition)

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A Million Bedsit Walls Mourn

It's my age...

Other celebrity death news today only induces huge indifference..

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Oz threat to ancient Wiltshire Craftsmen Jobs

'Stoned wallabies make crop circles'
Australian wallabies are eating opium poppies and creating crop circles as they hop around "as high as a kite", a government official has said.

Oi! That's our job, I wonder if all those Glasto travellers stuck on the A303 at Amesbury realise that the pretty field to the north of Solstice Park is full of Papavar Sominiferum out in flower....

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June 23, 2009

Night Jacks and Finks

I hadn't blogged before about The Times and its unmasking of Night Jack as I was sure there must be a justification for it that I was missing. I am therefore grateful to Mr Devil for providing the definitive article on the affair and putting to rest any idea that The Times' action was anything other than mean, petty, damaging and plain wrong.

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Which Nanny Plates

I had the misfortune yesterday to be stuck with only a copy of Which to read. They were moaning on about how easy it was to get forged number plates and steal their members' beige Skodas. They were campaigning for, I think, the Swedish system were there is one government monopoly that supplies all the plates and everything is tripled stamped. They were also pushing for number plates to be electronically chipped, an idea the DVLA is already considering. It is already bad enough in this country to get replacement plates, you have to bring the blood of your first born and a note from your mother, and they think it will help the consumer to make it worse? Criminals will continue to bypass the system, only the poor bloody consumer, who Which are meant to be helping, will be inconvenienced.

Luckily Mr Internet helps and you can buy plates online from Ireland without any hassle, and cheaper than your local registered dealer. Now that is the sort of information consumers need.

Not an advert or recommendation but my car's plates came from these boys in Kilkenny, and I was very happy.

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June 19, 2009

Friday Night is Music Night (Hippy Edition)

With Stonehenge just down the road it is a target rich environment out there for Mr FM as we set out cross country in Landie tonight....

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June 17, 2009

Ah Ha My Lads!

'Come to Portsmouth – it's just like Malta' - Telegraph
Portsmouth has been hailed as the "new Malta" in a bizarre summer advertising campaign.

I'd be tempted if it was like the "old Malta", I first went there aged 16 wearing Her Majesty's uniform, trousers neatly ironed with seven horizontal creases. Bottle of wine seven pence and liberty boat to take us to The Gut (Strait Street) from our base on board HMS St Angelo. Now I guess it is just another fly ridden lump of rock poking out of the greasy sea....

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I'm only carrying a few extra pounds because...

Sleepwalker put on nine stone with nightly snacks - Telegraph

Dr Eveloff said: "Sleep eating is more common than most people realise but if the person has a mild case - not eating much or only doing it occasionally then they may not even notice.

Up there with I've got heavy bones or a gland problem, there is an excuse to use when you are found shoulder deep in the fridge scoffing the chocolate...

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June 13, 2009

Chilli CookOff 4th July 2009 King's Arms All Cannings

Reminder for your diary, you wouldn't want us to come looking for you if you didn't turn up now, would you....

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June 12, 2009

Hi Honey I'm Home!


Marriage bed makes for a better sleep - Scotsman.com News

MARRIED women sleep better than single ones, according to a new study of 360 middle-aged women.

Too true, I'm back from the pub and Mrs Englishman is unarousable...Tempora mutantur, nos et mutamur in illis

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Ve have vays of making you sing

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Telegraph
Susan Boyle tonight vowed fans during the opening show of TV's Britain's Got Talent live tour.

Once is a typo, twice is vorrying.

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Friday Night is Music Night (Dated Glamour Edition)


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June 11, 2009

Vodafone Fail To Deliver

Despite the promises on "immediate" action and "within 24 hours" no sign of my replacement dongle.....


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June 10, 2009

Dongle Mating Worries

My USB broadband dongle stopped working. Plug it in and the computer doesn't know it is there, a bit like a night at the Milibands where the question of "Is it in yet?" is often heard. Tried it on two other computers and the same, no "da-dum". Its fried.
First hour on tech support with Vodafone show that the Sim card and software is OK, I knew that. I was left on hold for twenty minutes. Second hour, I tried to tell them the problem but it wouldn't compute but eventually I was told to take it to a Vodafone shop for it to be tested. Off to bloody town, pay through the nose to park, wait in the shop behind one dim breeder with her screaming kids who spends twenty minutes deciding whether to buy the £20 or £30 phone. As she finishes a scowling muffin top tart waddles in, pushes past me and demands her repaired phone, which wasn't as the stupid bint had spilt her Barcadi Breezer over it and it wasn't insured. Cue another twenty minutes as she tries to comprehend she needs to offer to pay for the repair before they will do it.
Finally I get to the counter where the charming girl reads my service record and says there is no way they can test it in the shop but she will record it doesn't work on my say so.
Hurray! I can get back on the road again. Can she give me an exchange unit? No. I then have to ring up Vodafone and go through it all again with a bizarre American accented person to whom English was a third language. Forty minutes later she has agreed to organise a replacement. Which I will get an email about sometime today, maybe, though as I haven't got mobile Internet access that is a lot of use to me.
Don't expect much internet contact from me today, and that large cloud of black smoke just off the Newbury bypass as Vodafone HQ burns to the ground is nothing to do with me, OK.

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June 7, 2009

Only Head of State Alive Who Was In Uniform During WW2

The deplorable absence of The Queen in Normandy yesterday keeps being mentioned with the phrase "She's the only head of state who was in uniform/served during the war" (Andrew Neil for example just used it on the BBC).
Before this canard gains universal acceptance my I point out that the Pope also qualifies....

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Viking Ritual Claims Victim at Oxford

Oxford University student badly burned in boat race ceremony - Telegraph
Students watched as the tradition of burning the winning boat went horribly wrong when Josh – who studies history and politics – stumbled into the flames.
One student said: "He was a bit drunk and people were running around the boat.
"He wanted to jump through the fire but he didn't realise that there was someone running through the other side so he crushed into them and got burned.
"I think he was the only one badly burned."

The horror! SOMETHING MUST BE DONE!

Actually it seems that Oxford produces some sensible people...

"Some staff were not the entirely happy about the injury. I haven't heard about an official response, but there is a difference between the dean and college officials."
Playing down the incident, Mr Roche said: "I jumped over the boat a few times, quite a few people were doing it. Someone else nudged me and I bumped into them so I caught the edge of the fire.
"I was a bit singed and I lost a few leg hairs."

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June 5, 2009

Friday Night is Music Night (Onomatopœia Special)

As one of the comments says "If you don't like this come see me, you Commie Bastard!".

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June 3, 2009

Health Advice for Men I can believe in

Men 'live longer' if they marry a younger woman - Telegraph

A man's chances of dying early are cut by a fifth if their bride is between 15 and 17 years their junior.
The risk of premature death is reduced by 11 per cent if they marry a woman seven to nine years younger.
The study at Germany's Max Planck Institute also found that men marrying older women are more likely to die early.
The results suggest that women do not experience the same benefits of marrying a toy boy or a sugar daddy.

Though "I'm only doing it for my health" might not wash as an excuse with my present child bride.

And for once with these health stories they hint at how the correlation and causation might be linked in a non-obvious way. It isn't the rolling around with a nubile that keeps you young, it is the fact you are healthy and wealthy that enables you to attract the nubile in the first place. That buggers it for me then, back to eating the lettuce.

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June 2, 2009

AWOL

Sunny day yesterday and the kids had a day off school so I started early and finished at 11 in the morning, back home for the full English, two rashers of bacon, sausage, fried egg and fried bread, washed down with strong tea. Then out for lunch, roast beef, chocolate nemeses pudding with lashings of cream, washed down with several pints of IPA. Back home for a bit of strenuous work in the garden in the sun. I must have strained something as I had to retire to the sofa of sloth with a tight pain across my chest, could hardly move so a couple of aspirin and off to bed. I must have slept strangely with my head crushing my hand as I awoke all numb in my left arm and couldn't bear to do any typing. But all seems to be fine now..

UPDATE - under the threat of extreme violence I did go the Docs for check up, the CGT showed my heart is as flinty as ever but keep an eye on it...

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May 29, 2009

Friday Night is Music Night (Dance With Me Edition)

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May 26, 2009

Welcome back to work

9:00 am on the first day back and I have already wasted an hour ...
Thursday I created a company profile and contact details for someone I do some work for on line.
Friday I get the message "I noticed you have a duplicate profile so I have tidied it up and got it back to your original email, I hope that helps."
No, the original profile consists solely of one incorrect email address which is why it was updated with the correct details and several hundred carefully crafted google baiting words.
Bite my tongue and go and update the details all again, luckily I had some of them saved. Finish the wordsmithing this morning and I can't save them because the email address has already been used, on a deleted profile I can't access...
It is going to be very long week.

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May 22, 2009

Friday Night is Music Night (Baby Baby Edition)

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May 18, 2009

Very Much an English Afternoon

Thirty years of legal drinking...

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18th May Annual Post

YouTube - Happy Birthday To Me

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May 16, 2009

Good News - He's back

Numberwatch - May 2009

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May 15, 2009

From the Family Album

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Sorting through some paperwork I came across this photo of my father in uniform, looks almost like a film still.

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Friday Night is Music Night (Lightning Edition)

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May 13, 2009

Private Solutions to Public Problems

Environmental Markets - Country Land & Business Association

How can farmers and land managers be motivated to provide landscape, biodiversity and other environmental goods?

The CLA believes that the status quo will not deliver these benefits to society and, as a business-based organisation, wants to explore what might be achieved by creating environmental markets.

To download the CLA’s "Private Solutions to Public Problems" please click here.

That's talking my sort of talk, pass it on.

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May 8, 2009

Friday Night is Music Night (The Beat Starts Here Edition)

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May 6, 2009

Aiming is for wusses

In the back front of the cupboard I have a five shot Benelli auto-shotgun. Great fun getting off five shots in a second or so, and about the only way I can shoot any pigeons these days. But I'm now lusting after a RCI XRAIL Roth Auto Index Loader to add to it. Even if Mr FM wouldn't let me bring it along to his driven pheasant days.



h/t Irons in the Fire

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May 1, 2009

Friday Night is Music Night (Vinegar Strokes Edition)

Oh come on, get on with it you bunch of long haired hippies....

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April 27, 2009

Fancy a Cruise?

Cruise ship opens fire to beat back Somali pirates - Telegraph

I have always thought a cruise must be akin to a living death, but suddenly I can see an attraction. Big game hunting is frowned on now but pirate hunting, now there's a sport. Outside territorial waters so rules free, I can think of a few readers to share the voyage with. I bagsy a .416 Rigby, others may go for something more modern, in fact your suggestions below would be most welcome.

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April 25, 2009

Friday Night Saturday Morning is Music Night (Rip It Up Edition)

Sorry Sue for the late posting....

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And then we started on the port...

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At least the MPs were impressed by the absence of unruly binge drinking in the pub, but then they left before the profiteroles and cheeses...

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April 24, 2009

Wish me luck as you wave me goodbye

Off to the annual Gentleman's St George's Day lunch - no live blogging this year, and I hope not to fall asleep face down in The Stinking Bishop either. In fact I gather the owner of the Brewery may be bring a couple of MPs along to demonstrate how Pubs promote sensible drinking and community values. It all may go terribly wrong.

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Wish me luck as you wave me goodbye

Off to the annual Gentleman's St George's Day lunch - no live blogging this year, and I hope not to fall asleep face down in The Stinking Bishop either. In fact I gather the owner of the Brewery may be bringing a brace of MPs along to demonstrate how Pubs promote sensible drinking and community values. It all may go terribly wrong.

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April 20, 2009

And now a commercial break

Friday is St George's Day lunch so I'm trying to do five days work in four this week, so to keep you quiet here is one of the many excellent Manix adverts on youtube.

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April 17, 2009

Friday Night is Music Night (Arthur Smith Lecture Editon)

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Whatever happened to the heroes?

'I used icepick to take Somali pirate hostage' says sailor - Times Online
A.T.M. “Zahid” Reza told reporters on his return to America that he had captured the pirate, “Abdul”, with Mike Perry, the ship’s chief engineer.
“I was attempting to kill him,” Mr Reza said. “Chief engineer said, ‘No, no, no, don’t. We need him alive.’ ” Mr Reza, from Connecticut, has been praised by shipmates for his bravery during the high-seas drama that ended with US navy snipers shooting dead three pirates holding Captain Richard Phillips hostage in a lifeboat.

If you are of a certain age reading that story awakens this earworm...

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April 16, 2009

Lonely Heart - Can you help?

Lindsay Lohan's eHarmony Profile from Lindsay Lohan

If I was single....

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April 14, 2009

On the take?

Blognor Regis: Breaking the Omerta

Obviously all bloggers of a certain ilk are controlled by shadowy puppetmasters. It's inconceivable that so many people could believe such preposterous nonsense otherwise. We all love the Dear Leader really. Trouble is the backhanders are so good.

Bognor's £1 billion makeover - Telegraph

So where's my money then?

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April 12, 2009

Easter Sunday English Church

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I spent yesterday afternoon at Imber and the lovely restored St Giles church. The unique medieval wall paintings are worth the trip especially as the Church has been kept safe from the ravages of modern priests for 63 years. The village was taken over by the Army in 1943 and now only the church remains intact. In the bell tower there are no bells, they were sold for scrap in the 1950s, but on the walls the changes were painted in 1692 and hand bells were provided so my children could try ringing them; filling the church with music.

Army cadets were learning to patrol in the streets outside, with the middle aged middle class visitors studiously ignoring camouflaged young men with guns sharing the pavement as they headed for their scones and tea.

The village and church are open today and Monday and in August and at Christmas, do go if you can.

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April 10, 2009

Friday Night is Music Night (Maybe The Best Blues Band Ever Edition)

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April 9, 2009

Lions Celebrate Easter the Old Fashioned Way

BBC | Lions enjoy early Easter treats
The lions at Longleat eat more than 40 tonnes of meat each year, the equivalent of two nine-stone people a day.

How much do you think that Archbishop weighs?

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Maundy Maundy Thursday Earworm

Sorry - Earworm?

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April 8, 2009

70% of Guardian Readers Can't Be Wrong

Poll: Should the Hunting Act be repealed?  guardian.co.uk

Vote Now -
Browser cookie so you know what to do...

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April 5, 2009

You are in trouble now coming here

Internet records to be stored for a year - Telegraph

Details of every email sent and website visited by people in Britain are to be stored for use by the state from tomorrow. Hundreds of public bodies and quangos, including local councils, will also be able to access the data to investigate flytipping and other less serious crimes.

It was previously thought that only the large companies would be required to take part, covering 95 per cent of Britain's internet usage, but a Home Office spokesman has confirmed it will be applied "across the board" to even the smallest company.

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April 4, 2009

Rodeo position?

Having a sister makes you happier and more optimistic, say psychologists - Telegraph

As Alan Clark proved...

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Late Night Friday Night is Music Night (The Corrs Without the Ugly Ones Edition)

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April 3, 2009

Friday Night is Music Night (Dusty Archive Edition)

The Times has a long article on Dusty today with links to photos and other videos:
The legacy of Dusty Springfield - Times Online
Dusty Springfield was originally Mary O’Brien, a chubby, redheaded Catholic girl from West Hampstead. She died just over ten years ago, and would have turned 70 on April 16. Her reputation has only grown since her passing; her influence has never been more apparent....

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March 31, 2009

ESP Test - I get it every time

http://www.bbc.co.uk/bbcthree/videohub/esptest.shtml

Three out of three every time .... here's how.

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March 29, 2009

10% return on your money in days, guaranteed!

Royal Mailannounced that the price of First and Second class stamps for standard letters weighing up to 100g would rise by 3p, to 39p and 30p respectively, from 6 April 2009...

Buy the books of stamps that just say first and second at the old price tomorrow - they are still valid for the new price.

I'm here to help, and you did remember to Spring Back your clocks didn't you....

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March 27, 2009

Friday Night is Music Night (Horny Edition)

Or if you are staying in tonight contemplating the club Webley whilst nursing a glass of Malt...

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March 23, 2009

Theo ology in Oxford

Running late this morning as I succumbed to turning on the television last night which is a rare event for me. But my old tutors at Oxford had suggested I catch Lewis on ITV to admire the beauties of Oxford and play the "that doesn't belong there" game. I was pleasantly surprised it was almost as good as Morse and they were certainly right about the pulcritude of the place (or even pulchritude as the Americans would have it, I of course prefer the original spelling.)

The opening scene featured winter on the river bank, lovely; picture below...


Katia Winter

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Now that is the way to start the week...pip pip!

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Pugh, Pugh, Barney McGrew, Cuthbert, Dibble, Grubb to be sacked

EU ruling will restrict fire safety and put lives at risk - Telegraph

The time they are on call is calculated by Brussels as part of their working week. Around 90 per cent of Britain is protected by retained firefighters.

So my local station instead of relying on roughly two crews who take it in turn to be available as they go about their normal work and rest will need four full time crews to cover the whole week? The present volunteers will be sacked if they choose their normal interesting jobs rather than sitting unwanted in the firestation night after night and who will replace them? I suppose this will be seen as a triumph of EU job creation.

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March 21, 2009

IE8 Suggested Site For An Englishman - I'll Sue!

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Thanks to a Reader....

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March 20, 2009

Friday Night is Music Night (Young Punks Edition)

Or the Samba version...

And once more for those of us missing Xena

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IE8 With Added Porn Mode

Internet Explorer 8: More secure, private, and reliable

When checking e-mail at an Internet café or shopping for a gift on a family PC, you don't want to leave any trace of specific web browsing activity. InPrivate Browsing in Internet Explorer 8 helps prevent your browsing history, temporary Internet files, form data, cookies, and usernames and passwords from being retained by the browser, leaving no evidence of your browsing or search history. Yea, yea, yea - we all know what it is really for..

I haven't tried the new Porn Mode yet but the general impression is that the new IE8 is very fast and works very well. (I expect there will be an Apple Addict along in a minute to point out its faults though...)

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The Ploughman Homeward Plods His Weary Way

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Regular readers may remember this was an annual series...

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The curfew tolls the knell of parting day
The lowing herd winds slowly o'er the lea,
The ploughman homeward plods his weary way,
And leaves the world to darkness and to me.

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March 13, 2009

Friday Night is Music Night (Alan Freed Special)

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Buttering up Nigella

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Would Nigella Lawson be so keen to sample the delights of her own labours if there was margarine in the mixing bowl?

That's too much for first thing in the morning, a cold shower is needed....

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March 12, 2009

How Well Do You Know Your Highway Code? (1970s Edition)

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March 11, 2009

Iain, let me introduce to a pair of chaps you should see.

Iain Dale's Diary: Those Gordon Brown DVDs
I am afraid I do not come out well on this...

NEVER SEEN: Gone With The Wind, City Lights, Sunset Boulevard, Casablanca, The General, The Grapes of Wrath, Citizen Kane, Raging Bull, Singin’ in the Rain, Lawrence of Arabia, , Vertigo, The Wizard of Oz, The Searchers, Psycho, 2001: A Space Odyssey, The Graduate, On the Waterfront, Chinatown, Some Like it Hot, The Godfather, Star Wars: Episode IV, It’s a Wonderful Life, To Kill a Mockingbird

Sorry Iain I'm afraid you don't - I can forgive you never having watched the tedious Star Wars or bizarre Wizard, I haven't managed that through all the way so I'm no friend of Dorothy. But Gone, Casablanca, Kane, Singin', Lawrence, Searchers, Some like it Hot and Wonderful Life are films that are part of a civilised man's education.

I only actually own one of them, one that I slip into the slot for a lazy Sunday afternoon snooze in front of the fire and has given me a Pavlovian longing for crumpets as the end credits roll...

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March 10, 2009

A lift for Otis

Judge furious as 'witness-nobbling' charges against Otis Ferry are dropped - Times Online
Martin Picton, the judge, described the situation as “nonsensical and farcical”. He had abandoned the original robbery and assault trial in September and remanded Mr Ferry in custody – upon pressure from the Crown Prosecution Service – after hearing the perverting the course of justice allegation. The judge called for Kerry Barker, the prosecution lawyer, who was not in court, to appear before him to give a full explanation.
Judge Picton said he found it breathtaking that the prosecution had reached its present situation after the case had been “vegetating a long time”.Bailing Mr Ferry and Mr Deutsch, he told them: “I am adjourning your case. I can’t tell you until when.”

Mr Ferry told The Independent: "This whole thing could have been avoided. It is not only frustrating, but it is devastating. If you have ever been in prison you will know it is not very nice. I was in prison for four months because the police claimed that their sensitive investigation would be prejudiced if I was out. They thought that I would bully the witnesses but it seems to me that they had me locked up on the say-so of one man. What they accused me of was simply not true and I tried to tell them that but they didn't listen."

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March 6, 2009

Friday Night is Music Night (Seven Inches of Pleasure Selection Box)

From my lost single collection...

More below the fold..

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Roast Grouse Recipe Wars

Mr Free Market treats us to an unseasonable recipe for Roasted Grouse
..wash trim and cut the celery, leek, & courgette crossways in to 1 inch rounds at an angle....Lightly season the vegetables & brush with olive oil.
Preheat a griddle pan. Slice the new potatoes lengthways into quarters & fry them with the vegetables on the griddle to create a criss-cross effect..Preheat oven to 200C...To assemble the dish, place a slice of black pudding in the centre of each plate & arrange some vegetables & potatoes around it. Place the grouse next to the black pudding. Season the sauce & spoon over.

He is going up in the world, though he failed to include the word "jus".

I suppose I ought to share my recipe for Roast Grouse.

Peel the potatoes first thing in the morning as the second cup of tea and Aspirin take effect. Put in a pan with lots of cold water and handful of salt, bring to the boil on the Aga as your bacon and eggs cook. Finish breakfast, ablute and then pour the boiling water out of the pan over your breakfast plate in the sink to clean the eggy stains off. Leave pan lid off for the potatoes to steam dry as you walk the dogs.
On your return sniff the grouse hanging in the woodshed and pick a couple, or more of the ripe ones. Do the dirty deeds and return indoors with your fresh plucked grouse.
Rummage in the larder and pull out all the root vegetables you can find. Cut off the grotty bits, put in the hen food bucket (it's legal as long as you don't take them into the kitchen first).
Open up the Sunday paper on the kitchen table and put the vegetables on it; read, cut, slice and swear all at the same time. When finished screw up the soiled paper and use in the bottom of the fire grate.
Open a bottle of red.
Heat a large knob of dripping in your largest roasting pan until it is smoking, drop in the potatoes, swirl about and sprinkle with lots of salt. A sprig of rosemary can be added on top. Bung in the oven. Pour a glass of wine.
Second roasting tray, butter and oil and put to heat. When you have finished the wine, take out of oven and put the veg in, shake and return.
Your frying pan that you cooked your bacon in this morning should be returned to the hot plate and all that lovely bacony grease heated up. Pour another glass of wine.
Take birds and roll around in hot pan until they are brown and your fingers hurting.
As Agas only fit two roasting trays you will probably now need to add them to the potato tray.
Drink the glass and check how laying the table in the dining room is going.
Your guests should now arrive, a sherry with them, make your excuse as soon as he mentions his work at the bank, retreat to the kitchen, open another bottle of really meaty red, get all the stuff out of the oven, birds on the carving plate on the table to breathe, veggies in the bowls that were warming in the bottom oven. Splash some wine in a glass to check it and then into the meat roasting pan, pinch of this, spoon of that and your gravy is made.
Take through and carve and let the guests help themselves to vegetables.

I'm sorry it isn't as fancy as Mr FM's but it works for me.

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February 27, 2009

Friday Night is Music Night (Let's even up the voting Edition)


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February 25, 2009

IPPR Welcomes Collaborators

The Ranting Penguin brings to my attention, in a forthright manner, the paper 'National Security Strategy and Implication for the UK Intelligence Community' which was published last week by the influential New Labour think tank, the Institute of Public Policy Research.

Sir David Omand, Whitehall's former and security and intelligence coordinator, called for unprecedented Big Brother powers to allow access to private details - including phone records, emails and travel information - to be given to the intelligence services....
'Modern intelligence access will often involve intrusive methods of surveillance and investigation, accepting that, in some respects, this may have to be at the expense of some aspects of privacy rights....application of modern data mining and processing techniques does involve examination of the innocent as well as the suspect to identify patterns of interest for further investigation'

As ever I like to go the source for the true story...

ippr - Institute for Public Policy Research - The National Security Strategy:
Implications for the UK intelligence community


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In this case, I won't bother as I don't want to be monitored and collaborate with a bunch of Statists.

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How to impress the Boss

'Sunday best' tradition will be lost within a generation, researchers warn - Telegraph

Sunday Best clothes, traditionally reserved for wearing to church, topped the list of customs falling by the wayside.
A mere six per cent of Britain's under 25s have ever made the effort to wear them on the traditional day of rest.

I'm not sure if this means dressing up to go to church or putting a tie on when going down the pub for a half a mild and a game of dominoes whilst the leg of lamb cooks. I'm not one for bothering the sky pilot much on a Sunday but when I do go to church I dress as though I was going to an interview, which I suppose I am. And I find it very hard to love my neighbour when they are wearing trainers and jeans; and as for hand shaking I carefully position myself to avoid any chance of that.

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February 24, 2009

Teatime Pancakes

Gloucester Pancakes from Jane Grigson

Ingredients
6 oz plain flour
1 pinch salt
1 tsp baking powder
3 oz shredded suet
1 egg; beaten
A little milk
Lard for frying

Instructions

Stir together the flour, salt and baking powder in a bowl then rub in
the suet. Add the egg and sufficient milk to produce a stiff dough. Roll
out on a lightly floured surface to about 1/4 inch thick, then cut into
about 12 rounds, using a plain (not fluted) 2 inch cutter. Melt a little
lard in a frying pan and fry the cakes until golden brown on both sides.
Drain well and serve at once with warmed golden syrup or a lemon sauce.
Makes about 12 cakes.

These are fantastic, proper rural fare, three of those and you know you have been fed.

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Beer isn't just for drinking at breakfast

Pancake Day - remember the batter is best made first thing and then left on the slab in the larder for the day before cooking for high tea. So get to it.

Beer Pancakes

2 eggs
8 oz plain flour
2 tbsp granulated sugar
2 tsp baking powder
1 tsp bicarbonate of soda
1 tsp salt
Half a pint milk
2 tbsp butter melted
grated rind of 1 lemon
2 tbsp Ale

2 tbsps? I would splash a bit more in, and cut the milk a bit, but then that reduces the amount of beer in the bottle that would only go to waste if not drunk at breakfast....

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February 20, 2009

The hunting laws seem quite stale now....

I was lucky enough to be invited along to a Lawn Meet today, big thanks again...

English as tuppence,
Changing yet changeless as canal water,
Nestling in green nowhere, armoured and effete,
Feudal, still-reactionary Rawlinson End....

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stale definition 1

  • Having lost freshness; made musty, dry, bad, etc. by having been kept too long;
  • Having lost originality or newness; lacking in interest through familiarity or overuse;
  • Out of condition, ineffective, enervated, bored, etc. from either too much or too little activity
  • LAW having lost legal force or effect through lack of use or action, as a claim or lien

    stale definition 2

  • To urinate: said as of horses and cattle

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    Friday Night is Music Night (European Decadence Edition)

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    February 19, 2009

    Dinton Street View

    Driving through Dinton this afternoon I came up behind a strange car with a pole out the roof - a moments thought that it was an intrusive anti privacy cctv setup was dispelled when I noticed the small Google sign on it - Street View being clicked - I hope they didn't catch me eating my sandwich and talking on the phone as I drove along...


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    February 18, 2009

    The Last Glacier in Wiltshire Melts and a History Lesson

    Come back Mr Free Market the last glacier in Wiltshire is melting;
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    Where's Al Gore when you need him?

    The circle you can see on the hill below is Rybury Camp, an ancient Neolithic fortification, which nearly became a bloody battlefield in 1944.

    In December 1944 an audacious plan was hatched by Waffen SS officers and some Fallschirmjäger troops to break out of their camp in Devizes, Wiltshire and seize weapons, including tanks from a local army depot and march on London, all this was to coincide with the Ardennes offensive which was taking place in Europe. The Ardennes Offensive lifted the moral of many German prisoners as they though this would lead to their liberation but they were very much mistaken.

    Their plan called for them to regroup after escape at Rybury Camp, await reinforcements and fight off any opposition.

    Although the plan sounds ludicrous it caused the British some concern and not unfoundedly as there were around 250,000 prisoners in Britain (the equivalent of 48 divisions) at that time and the British and American forces stationed in Britain numbered considerably less as they were fighting in Europe and the Far East.

    The huts were bugged and so the plan was discovered. On the night of The Great Escape at the appointed time the floodlights were turned on and revealed the camp ringed by Grenadier Guards who were stationed nearby. The easy going local guards were replaced that night by Polish troops, noted for their sensitivity towards Nazis.... The perpetrators were dealt with, being sent to Comrie Camp in Perthshire (Camp 21) in the wilds of Scotland which housed hard-line line Nazis (mainly young Waffen SS, Fallschirmjäger and U-boat crew prisoners) out of the way of other moderate prisoners. This did lead to one very unfortunate incident where Feldwebel Wolfgang Rosterg-a known anti-Nazi was sent by mistake. He was believed to have informed of the plot to march on London and after a severe beating was hanged in the latrine. Five prisoners were caught, tried and hanged in Pentonville Prison in North London on 6th October 1946. Another prisoner- Unteroffizer Gerhard Rettig was beaten to death for his open criticism of the plan and was beaten to death after being chased round the camp and two other prisoners were executed in November 1946 in Pentonville Prison.

    Picture Credit Young Harry

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    February 15, 2009

    Top Blogging

    A guide to the 100 best blogs - part I - Times Online

    Yawn....

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    February 13, 2009

    Size Matters

    Judge takes 12,000 words to rule that size does not matter - Telegraph

    His conclusion clashes with that of Lord Denning, a former Master of the Rolls, who ruled that it only counted if it was at least seven inches....

    Lord Denning was a good old country boy and I think in this case he knew what he was talking about, this ruling is going to cause a great deal of confusion if it is allowed to stand.

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    Friday Night is Music Night (English Love Song Edition)

    In the Summer of 1888, Edward Elgar and Alice Roberts were heading towards marriage. Edward decided on a holiday with his long-standing friend, Dr Charles Buck of Settle, Yorkshire. As he left Worcester, Alice presented Edward with a poem she had written and entitled Love's Grace. While on holiday in Settle, Edward reciprocated by writing a short piece of music for her, which he called Liebesgruss (Love's Greeting). The work carried the dedication "To Carice", a contraction of his future wife's forenames Caroline Alice with which they subsequently christened their daughter. On his return from Settle, Elgar presented the work to his wife and proposed to her. They married at the Brompton Oratory in South Kensington, London in May the following year.

    Towards the end of 1888, Edward submitted three arrangements of the work - for solo piano, for violin and piano, and an orchestral arrangement - to the music publishing firm of Schott who agreed to buy the work outright for a fee of two guineas. At first, the work sold slowly. Apparently with Elgar's approval, Schott's retitled the work Salut d'Amour and gave the composer's name as Ed. Elgar, believing that the French title and a less obviously English composer would help the work gain wider international approval. It did, much to the publisher's satisfaction but with no financial benefit to Elgar.

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    February 12, 2009

    Get Your Origin of Species here...

    I succumbed to temptation and put my copy up on eBay:

    1882 Charles Darwin "The Origin Of The Species" on eBay (end time 12-Feb-09 17:58:07 GMT)

    I feel a little bit guilty, but then as it only cost me £3 I didn't think it good enough to give to my son for his birthday present....

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    Happy Birthday F, C and A

    Alongside Charlie we also have that old Republican Abe and on a personal note a big Happy Birthday to the boy in Bristol.

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    February 11, 2009

    Call me a bigot but some multicultural ideas aren't for me

    India makes cola from cow urine - Telegraph

    Hindus worship cows for their life-sustaining dairy products, but many also consume bovine urine and faeces in drinks and spice mixes for their "health-giving" properties.
    In some Indian states, cow dung and urine are sold in regular dairy shops alongside milk and yogurt, and "ayurvedic" Indian health food companies make porridge, toothpaste and tonic drinks which claim to cure ailments ranging from liver complaints to diabetes and cancer. The urine is also believed to have disinfectant properties while the dung is used in many Indian village huts as a clean and antiseptic flooring.
    Now, the RSS's Cow Protection Department has invented a new urine-based soft drink it hopes will promote its health-giving properties to a wider market. "We refer to gau ark (cow urine) as gau jal (cow water) as it has immense potential to cure various diseases. We have developed a soft drink formula with gau jal as the base and it has been sent to a laboratory at Lucknow for testing," said director Om Prakash.
    His team is now focusing on packaging, marketing, and of course preservation to stop its curative drink from going whiffy in the summer heat.

    If they want some extra raw material there is plenty running down the brook here as the deluge of rain has cleaned the milking parlour right out.

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    February 10, 2009

    Out Hunting today

    A big thanks to a reader of this blog for filling me up with hot sausages and port and then taking me out to follow hounds on foot (too snowy for the gee gees). I managed to avoid having to tramp very far, staying nice and warm as my little Wiltshire built wagon bounced round the tracks. I had a great time for which I give many thanks. I didn't manage to capture any decent photos so here is one from last week of the hills above my place, taken from a moving car...

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    Cutting out eBay

    Change to policy regarding sale of knives on eBay.co.uk and eBay.ie

    All knives except cutlery will be banned from sale on eBay.co.uk and eBay.ie.
    This will impact UK, Irish and international sellers who currently list knives for sale to buyers on the eBay.co.uk and eBay.ie sites.
    ...However, the criteria for what constitutes a legal knife are increasingly complex, and this step is necessary to help further protect our members and provide them with the highest safety standards.

    For this protection and help thank the BBC...

    At least it helped me make up my mind that I needed a second Bear Claw knife and that I really ought to get on with buying a bayonet for the Lee Metford that has a scabbard...

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    February 7, 2009

    Snowman Outrage - Phocomelics up in arms (if they could)

    Are they taking the piss? Everywhere you look there are crude caricatures mocking the disabled - we demand an apology an angry phocomelus pressure group demanded. Are the Distillers behind it?
    Where is the Sunday Times insight team when you need it?

    Ht FD

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    February 6, 2009

    Friday Night is Music Night (Unpolished Love Song Edition)

    What with St Valentine's Day around the corner and the demand for more English music here's a bonus track to make up for the Wurzels...

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    Snow Clearing Competition

    Through the good offices of Tim Worstall my observations about how snow clearance in these rural parts used to happen were, via Nigel Farage, broadcast to the audience of Question Time (first response to first question). Briefly I pointed out that in the bad old days lots of small contractors were given the job using their own equipment.
    One point I didn't make was that this ensured there was competition to actually clear the snow. I remember being up at five and racing round the lanes finding snow to clear before the other farmers finished milking and came out with their diggers. I cleared more snow than them earlier so I got paid more.
    Of course now the council only allow their own staff to clear roads this keenness to clear roads is no longer; in the case of the roads around here the council didn't clear the roads today and nobody else was allowed to so nothing happened.

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    Friday Night is Music Night (Yokel Request Edition)

    The worrying thing is I actually talk like that....
    The short version if you have better things to do:

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    An English Gentleman's Sartorial Advice for Inclement Weather

    Your overcoat will of course be made of wool, hand spun by some crofter; as it gets wet it gets warmer unlike those plastic jobbies unemployed bankers wear on shoots. And it goes without saying it will have a button under the right hand lapel so you can use the left hand button hole to close the gap.

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    The additional button under the collar that you noticed is also on the otherside. This is for the detachable gorget, pictured below safely stored inside the coat for warmer times.

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    It is harder in these slap dash times to ensure that your tailor has created proper turned up buttoned cuffs. They should unbutton and fold back in so that the silk lining can be rebuttoned with the extra buttons tightly around the wrist. If your Primark version is missing this take it back.

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    And of course no fashion article would be complete without it being modelled:

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    I'll be wearing it down to the pub at lunchtime....

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    February 5, 2009

    The D word

    The d-word heard round the world | Coffee House

    It isn't just Gordon Brown who was having trouble yesterday with the d-word. Depression is unspeakable, it is almost as bad as the n word or c word or even the g word, as Carol found out.

    I had to go and see the Saw-bones yesterday about my tinnitus. A condition that can contribute to the depression, officially. But he couldn't bring himself to mention it, skirting round asking whether I was a bit low, was it getting to me...etc etc. He looked up in his easy guide to drugs any possible remedies and of course Valium is mentioned because it relaxes the ear muscles, but he ummed and aahed and said he would ask a senior partner if anything might help. He didn't dare mention it to me presumably in case I became "officially" depressed, or a raving drug addict or both.
    And of course I don't want to be "officially" depressed as Plod will be round emptying the gun cabinet quicker than they can sprint down a tube station. And it doesn't make me depressed, a bit short of sleep and a bit irritable maybe, but then what is new?

    (And to extend the apology to music lovers it means Friday night will continue to feature thrashy loud music sometimes. I have always been tone deaf - my bluetooth in car phone thingy plays three tones to indicate if it is turning on or off, the manual tells me the tones go up when it goes on and down as it goes off - I can't tell the bloody difference so I never know if it is off or on. And don't get me started about the difference between 5/4 time and the ticking of a clock; like a drummer i have hung around with musicians and they have patiently explained it to me, I have never managed to hear what they are on about. I may miss out aurally but I'm a Supertaster so my oral pleasures are intense and the joy of scent, heaven.)

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    Hunting Act Appeal - Good News For Everyone

    Victory claimed by both sides after hunting ruling - Times Online
    The Crown Prosecution Service then asked the High Court to clarify the law. Yesterday Sir Anthony May, President of the Queen’s Bench Division of the High Court, and Mr Justice Maddison ruled that ... the burden of proof that a huntsman’s activities were not classed as exempt from the Act lay with the prosecution.

    The CPS had argued that such a ruling would make the Act “wholly unworkable”.

    And that's why it is good news for everyone - innocent until proven guilty and all that guff, up to the prosecution to prove guilt not the accused to prove innocence and other old fashioned ideas, the sort of rule we rather like.

    (And yes it is good news even for scruffy individuals who like to dress up in second hand camo gear and go round the country blowing horns and pouring aniseed over Nicholas Soames, all good fun and unless it is provable they are committing a crime they should be free to carry on doing it.)

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    February 3, 2009

    Sword Play

    Mr Free Market muses on knives and sabres.... Of course I must point out the statutory message that carrying a knife is neither big nor clever and if you think it will impress a girl then you are completely wrong, er...


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    Obligatory The Day The Music Died Post

    Why Buddy Holly will never fade away - Telegraph

    And not forgetting Richie Valens and the Big Bopper.

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    February 2, 2009

    Phone Votes Required - An Englishman's Bleg

    You may remember that I publicised a book that was in preparation about amazing objects that make life worth living

    This was my entry:

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    A telephone handset. Wonderful as they are for keeping us in touch with our family, friends and timeshare salesmen that is not why I have chosen it. It is no ordinary handset. It is an American one, it came from the command bunker of Greenham Common. It is through this handset that the coded orders would have passed that would have unleashed nuclear war. A few words listened to on it would have meant the end of civilisation as we knew it. We still face threats to our security but the black cloud of the Cold War hotting up which hung over a generation is now history. And that this telephone handset is no longer ready for use is something that makes life a lot better.

    It has come to voting time now and I'm asking you to stoke my vanity by voting for it on their site. Voting continues until the 13th.

    Remember Vote for The Phone, Thank you!

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    January 30, 2009

    A Hero for our Times

    It was with great sadness back last year that we learned of the death of George MacDonald Fraser and that no more Flashman Papers would come to light. I read them all over the summer and thought I had closed the door on ever reading of such a hero again. So it is with great excitment and pleasure, and thanks to a reader for pointing it out to me, that I learn that the exploits of a modern hero are being discussed on the Internet -
    The Baron of Castleshort - ARRSEpedia, James Shortt, Major Lucien Ott, The Baron Castleshort, IBA, International Bodyguard Association, Protection, Close Protection, Walter Mitty, Knight of St Gregory, McCarthy Mor, Royal Galloglas Guard, SAS, Parachute Regiment, Royal Marine, Commando, Legion of Frontiersmen, Minders, Security, Training, Bodyguard, BodyGuards, training, Security training, Escort, Protective driving, Communication, Improved Explosive Devices, Persoonsbeveiliging, IED, Close Quarter Battle, CQB, Paramedicine, Baltic, Riga, AGS, AGS Groep, Remy de Jong, FWE, FreightWatch, AGS-Freightwatch, Cargo Security, Freight, Security, Gargo, Surveilance, ESMC, E.S.M.C., Tracking, Tracing, Controlroom, Meldkamer, GPS, FWE, FWG, group, Freightwatch group, Investigation, europain security management centre, the cargo security company, audit, training, education, Havenbeveiliging, Alarm, Centrale, Vlaardingen, Meldkamer, Service centrale, PAC, Particuliere AlarmCentrale, Callcenter, Eurowatch, TAPA, Lockpick, slotenmakers, sleutelservice, Meldkamer Vlaardingen

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    Friday Night is Music Night (Guess the Bass Player Edition)

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    One of my readers spotted on Google Streetview

    526 7th st rapid city SD - Google Maps

    Baseball cap, Harley-Davidson sweatshirt, jeans and cowboy boots and walks the mean streets of the Land of the Free with a hunting rifle while swigging from a bottle of hard liquor. H/t The Register

    and one of Mr FM's Readers seems to have been driving the vehicle....

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    Helping you out

    I'm off out today to be fiscally stimulated by the Taxpayer, free lunch provided. I only do these things because my country needs me. I hope it is as much fun as it sounds.

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    January 27, 2009

    Any Excuse II

    Alcohol improves a man's sexual performance in bed - study - Telegraph

    It concluded that those men who drank a moderate amount of alcohol reported 30 per cent fewer problems than tee-totallers.

    Those who were low risk drinkers - consuming up to four drinks a day for up to five days a week - were found to have a "favourable association" with positive erectile function.

    Weekend drinkers and binge drinkers had lower rates of erectile dysfunction than those who drank one day a week or less, according to the research.

    Those at greatest risk of poor performance in bed were heavy drinkers who had stopped drinking,..

    Well don't stop then, just don't spill the tinny on the bedcover.

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    January 26, 2009

    Any Excuse

    Kylie Minogue's Agent Provocateur commercial voted best cinema ad ever - Telegraph

    'nuff said...

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    January 23, 2009

    Friday Night is Music Night (Readers Request Edition)

    Fred Lincoln "Link" Wray Jr (May 2, 1929 – November 5, 2005) was an American rock and roll guitarist, songwriter and occasional singer.

    Wray was noted for pioneering a new sound for electric guitars, as exemplified in his hit 1958 instrumental "Rumble", by Link Wray and his Ray Men, which pioneered an overdriven, distorted electric guitar sound, and also for having, "invented the power chord, the major modus operandi of modern rock guitarist," "and in doing so fathering," or making possible, "punk and heavy rock".

    The menacing sound of "Rumble" (and its title) led to a ban on several radio stations, a rare feat for a song with no lyrics, on the grounds that it glorified juvenile delinquency. Nevertheless it became a huge hit, not only in the United States, but also Great Britain,...

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    Death Defying

    Illusionist nearly drowns attempting to escape water tank on Uri Geller show - Telegraph

    Unable to escape, the tank filled up with water and she was completely under for around 25 seconds.

    A whole 25 seconds! Oh My God how close to death was that? How close to real journalism is this PR puff? Was The Telegraph a real paper once that employed real journalists?

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    January 22, 2009

    An Object Lesson

    All this makes life worth living - competition

    Dorling Kindersley are producing a phenomenal book of wonders that will feature a vast array of astonishing items that add something to the world we live in. ...We're giving you the opportunity to be a part of this incredible project. We want you to tell us about your object and why its story or what it represents is so extraordinary and makes life worth living.
    To enter you need to email us at AllThisBook@uk.dk.com with an image of your object and a maximum of 100 words on what makes it so worthy of a place in this fantastic new book. The competition closes at midnight, Wednesday 28th January. T&Cs Apply

    Here's my entry:

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    A telephone handset. Wonderful as they are for keeping us in touch with our family, friends and timeshare salesmen that is not why I have chosen it. It is no ordinary handset. It is an American one, it came from the command bunker of Greenham Common. It is through this handset that the coded orders would have passed that would have unleashed nuclear war. A few words listened to on it would have meant the end of civilisation as we knew it. We still face threats to our security but the black cloud of the Cold War hotting up which hung over a generation is now history. And that this telephone handset is no longer ready for use is something that makes life a lot better.

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    January 21, 2009

    Ready, Aim, Fiddle about with a bloody touchscreen and then fire...

    Sniper rifle software launched for iPod touch - Telegraph

    Pah - I think I will stick to the volley sights on my Lee Metford

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    January 18, 2009

    Another bit of my childhood dies

    BBC NEWS | UK | TV presenter Tony Hart dies at 83

    He first appeared on Saturday Special as an illustrator before fronting his own shows such as Vision On, Take Hart and Hartbeat.

    The artist served as an officer in the 1st Gurkha Rifles in World War II, before joining a course at Maidstone College of Art.

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    Is that a bank roll in your pocket or are just pleased to see me?

    Wealthy men give women more orgasms - Times Online
    Scientists have found that the pleasure women get from making love is directly linked to the size of their partner’s bank balance.
    They found that the wealthier a man is, the more frequently his partner has orgasms.

    As Mrs Merton famously asked Debbie McGee, "So, what first attracted you to the millionaire Paul Daniels?"

    In other research today:

    Playing hard to get increases a woman's chance of finding a "good" man, mathematicians have found. - Telegraph

    No, sorry, that is Mathematicians making excuses for why they never pull....

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    January 16, 2009

    Friday Night is Music Night (グロリア Edition)

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    January 13, 2009

    I'm not worthy

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    Thanks Coz

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    January 11, 2009

    Ginger Bullet Magnet Targetted

    Prince Harry: 'I'm not ginger. I'm auburn' - Telegraph

    So the 'Ranga' (orang-utan) is being castigated for opening his carroty mouth and using a word that might cause offence because it is based on a person's colour - something none of his critics have ever done about the Tango Top, have they?

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    January 9, 2009

    Friday Night is Music Night (Punk Beginnings Edition)


    15/09/1974



    26-06-1977

    And that's how it all started, amazing what a few years of practice does....

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    January 6, 2009

    Washed in The Blood of the Lamb

    Vicar orders removal of 'unsuitable' crucifix from church - Telegraph
    Rev Souter, formerly a cell biologist, said: "The crucifix expressed suffering, torment, pain and anguish. It was a scary image, particularly for children.

    "It wasn't a suitable image for the outside of a church wanting to welcome worshippers. In fact, it was a real put-off.

    "We're all about hope, encouragement and the joy of the Christian faith. We want to communicate good news, not bad news, so we need a more uplifting and inspiring symbol than execution on a cross."

    Any bets that the Thursday Evening Growth Groups feature guitars and happy clapping? Weedy infantile all-things-bright-and beautiful content free religion, pah! Religion is about trying to make sense of death, pain and suffering or it is nothing at all.

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    Vote Early

    Best Medical/Health Issues Blog - The 2008 Weblog Awards Vote for Junkfood Science - once a day for a week from now.

    Best Science Blog - The 2008 Weblog Awards Vote for Watts Up with That or Climate Audit - hard choice, I think as the new comer and to avoid splitting the vote the former probably.

    There are about three thousand other categories - Iain or Guy in UK blog etc but don't miss voting for The Reference Frame in the European bunch.

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    January 5, 2009

    Official Go Back to Work After Christmas Day

    Gordon Brown's Version:

    Mine as I'm off out into the dark with snow on the ground...

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    January 2, 2009

    I think Mr Remittance Man has been at the vodka judging by this comment just left here....

    Hello!
    I burning in one stingy stingy village, in Stavropol Territory. Dont skilled in as there in greater cities, and at us in all sketch, ergo is felt and to buy really difficultly something, except for kerosene and matches, and with space for really by no means :( Here so I masterpiece in the next secondary village as the tractor manager + in suspension excavator manoeuvrer (at us one tractor and one dredge, a facilities secondary, ergo I with all manage), conformably and problems with machines I should explain all. And here recently, the caterpillar has in disadlawful on a dredge, all our masters pull someone's leg told, that to adrighteous is not a subject. And with inform ons at us by no means, and furthermore with bones in some measures for a dredge. I to the heads, they pull someone's leg told, a quay of lolly we shall admit defeat out on surplus icipation and where to overcharge search itself, the column is your problems. And me that? exertion to mislay it would not be worthy, began to search, and here lawful the daughter has arrived with the guy, and it at it there a computer is (on it I by the way now and I take down) and here it to me has advised to buy lanky in some measure in the Internet work. But in one way I to these do not confidence in all the Internet to magnates, whether and furthermore if what to support (Spam Site link here) :( me impel, satisfy, it is compelling to hand over the Internet-inform ons or there is stock- what produce, who can desire influence, where it is preferably to buy? completely much I predisposition to informed entertain impartial responses/advice so to say humble people, the anyway consumers, as I.

    Don't ask me what it means, I'm not a suspension excavator master....

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    Friday Night is Music Night (God's God Edition)


    Robert Johnson

    As Clapton says:


    "The blues played a crucial role in the birth of rock and roll. It had a particularly dramatic effect in post-war England, as merchant seaman returned home with this exotic music from the United States. Like The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, The Who and countless other British rock musicians, Eric Clapton was enthralled with the American blues records that he heard on the BBC. In the grooves of the vinyl discs, he recognized kindred spirits. These artists expressed the same sense of heartache and loss which Eric often felt in his own life. Although he listened to a wide variety of blues records, it was Johnson who made the strongest impression on him. Clapton once declared; "Robert Johnson to me is the most important blues musician who ever lived." Judging by this unabashed admiration, it is therefore hardly surprising that Clapton chose to record "Crossroads", as well as several other songs by Johnson. Despite the obvious differences between these two individuals, they seem to be cut from the same ragged cloth. So decades after the bluesman's death, Clapton still carries on his legacy. His own music now exudes the same raw passion and commitment which once flowed out from Johnson's haunting guitar."

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    January 1, 2009

    2008 Statpron

    321,161 Visits
    234,100 Absolute Unique Visitors
    419,187 Pageviews

    According to Google analytics - and why this number is wrong...

    And which of my pithy insights into the madness of modern politics, the unfolding story of the real science of climate change or the customs and mores of Englishmen was the most popular post....?

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    Reasons to be Cheerful

    Welcome to 2009 - Darwin Year
    2009 sees the bicentenary of Darwin’s birth and the 150th anniversary of the publication of his seminal work, ‘On the Origin of Species’

    Contemplate a tangled bank,
    clothed with many plants of many kinds,
    with birds singing on the bushes,
    with various insects flitting about,
    and
    with worms crawling through the damp earth:
    these elaborately constructed forms
    have all been produced by laws
    acting around us.
    Thus, the war of nature,
    from famine and death,
    the production of higher animals
    directly follows.
    There is grandeur in this view of life:
    whilst the planet has gone
    cycling on according to
    the fixed law of gravity,
    from so simple a beginning
    endless forms most beautiful and
    most wonderful have been
    and are being
    evolved.

    - Charles Darwin

    Of course Darwin wasn't the only important liberator born on 12th February 1809, there was some American Illinois Lawyer who we will also be bored of by the years end, but he is the most important because he freed our minds from medieval superstition which still has its deadly hold over vast swarths of humanity.

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    December 31, 2008

    As a row of tents.

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    O tempora o mores!

    Back from a bracing walk across frozen fields to a mug of Camp made with steaming hot milk and a large tot of Navy Rum in it. Sheer bliss. It must be the seaman in me....
    Steady as she goes, Number One....

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    New Year's Eve Reflections

    2008 - what a shitty year, the triumph of statism in the financial world, the unrelenting advance of the EU, the continued repression by the Carbonistas, Gordon Brown, The Messiah being elected in the US, St Tony and bloodshed in the Levant, troops in the hot sandy places for no sensible reason, Gordon Brown again, and David Cameron, the bloody Olympics, Boris being castrated so he could win, I can't think of a good word to say about the year except that we are still here in reasonable health and so are most of our friends.

    Let's hope for a better 2009. Enjoy the rest of the year, and the extra second...

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    December 30, 2008

    Why I'm a conservative

    A surfeit of festive optimism combined with the kind offer of help from an expert encouraged me to try to update this blog. New content management engine, new version of movabletype, a helpful hand to guide me through. Many hours of fiddling and tweaking and bollocks. The new versions aren't as user friendly as the old. I'm sure they have lots of super new features but I don't need them, the old works pretty well and I know my way around it. I have lost too many hours to trying to understand the new, and my very helpful friend has put even more hours in. I feel ungrateful to him by turning all the new stuff off but it was either that or never blog again. So my New Year's resolution is as always; if it ain't broken don't fix it.
    (And when this creaking old system finally turns up its toes well, that will be that.)

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    December 25, 2008

    Happy Christmas

    Now that's one you've not seen before....

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    December 24, 2008

    Brussels Sprouts and Pine Cones Make Christmas Interesting

    Science News / The Mathematical Lives Of Plants

    The seeds of a sunflower, the spines of a cactus, and the bracts of a pine cone all grow in whirling spiral patterns. Remarkable for their complexity and beauty, they also show consistent mathematical patterns that scientists have been striving to understand.

    A surprising number of plants have spiral patterns in which each leaf, seed, or other structure follows the next at a particular angle called the golden angle. The golden angle is about 137.5. Two radii of a circle C form the golden angle if they divide the circle into two areas A and B so that A/B = B/C.

    The golden angle is closely related to the golden ratio, which the ancient Greeks studied extensively and some have believed to have divine, aesthetic or mystical properties.

    Plants with spiral patterns related to the golden angle also display another curious mathematical property. The seeds of a flower head form interlocking spirals in both clockwise and counterclockwise directions. The number of clockwise spirals differs from the number of counterclockwise spirals, and these two numbers are called the plant's parastichy numbers (pronounced pi-RAS-tik-ee or PEHR-us-tik-ee).

    These numbers have a remarkable consistency. They are almost always two consecutive Fibonacci numbers, which are another one of nature's mathematical favorites. The Fibonacci numbers form the sequence 1, 1, 2, 3, 5, 8, 13, 21 . . . , in which each number is the sum of the previous two.

    The Fibonacci numbers tend to crop up wherever the golden ratio appears, because the ratio between two consecutive Fibonacci numbers happens to be close to the golden ratio. The larger the two Fibonacci numbers, the closer their ratio to the golden ratio. But this relationship doesn't fully explain why parastichy numbers end up being consecutive Fibonacci numbers.
    Scientists have puzzled over this pattern of plant growth for hundreds of years....

    As you struggle to engage in the tedium of Christmas behold the sprout stalk or the festive pine cones and observe and wonder, let others debate Tom, Rachel and Lisa, let your mind be on higher things.

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    December 23, 2008

    Free MP3s - A Xmas Gift To You

    £3 to spend on anything in the Amazon.co.uk: MP3 store on Christmas Day and Boxing Day. Visit on December 25 or 26, then just add your chosen MP3s to your Shopping Basket (you need to use the Shopping Basket rather than 1-Click) and enter code FREEMP3S at the checkout--£3 will be deducted from the total. And why not spread the Christmas love? Send a link to this page http://www.amazon.co.uk/gp/browse.html/ref=pe_09/?node=77197031 to friends and family members and they can get £3 off too.

    (Conditions apply - only valid Dec 25th 26th etc.)

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    Free Choice at Christmas

    Shopping on Christmas Day is sacrilege | Melanie McDonagh - Times Online

    The internet is at any time of the year a way of not engaging with the people under our noses. To do it at Christmas is a kind of sacrilege.

    And if I hear anyone say that it's a matter of individual choice, that no one is forcing anyone to shop online, I'll push their heads into a bowl of punch and hold it down for a very long time. If half the world is doing its online bargain chasing when they might be quarrelling with the in-laws, getting drunk, overcooking the turkey or stabbing themselves with scissors in an effort to open packaging, it has an effect on everyone.

    Given the choice I know which sounds more attractive ; If anyone wants me I'll be here on Christmas Day....

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    Recession shopping benefits

    `Lipstick effect' in full swing, sales of cosmetics rising economists say - Telegraph

    Tie sales on the rise as men fear the sack - Telegraph

    If times are tough, then let them eat cake (and crisps as well) - Scotsman.com News

    Brands offering "comfort and nostalgia" are thriving at a time when purse-strings are being drawn. The likes of Walkers crisps and Mr Kipling cakes proved popular at the checkouts, while healthier products with heftier price tags, such as ready-mixed fruit smoothies, fared less well.

    Everyone looking a bit smarter and proper food, it isn't all bad you know.

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    Not much on the Telly

    BBC broadcaster Adrian Chiles is the most-seen man on television - Times Online

    Adrian Chiles, the BBC broadcaster known for his blokeish demeanour and lucrative TV contracts, was the most-seen man on television this year. If I’m the most watched person, all I can say is there can’t be much else on television,” Chiles told The Times. Philip Schofield and Noel Edmonds were in second and third place. “I bet Ant and Dec are hurting now."
    And the rest of the top ten are;
    4 Fern Britton
    5 Davina McCall
    6 Dermot O’Leary
    7 Ant & Dec
    8 Gary Lineker
    9 Holly Willoughby
    10 Paul O’Grady

    How many of them do you watch?, I thought so.....

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    December 21, 2008

    Lives of the rich and famous

    A Life in the Day: Max Levchin, virtual genius - Times Online

    The 33-year-old software supremo who co-founded PayPal and sold it for $1.5 billion

    Monday and Wednesday I get up at 5.50 to go training, even though I might not have got to bed until 3am... At weekends I do rides of up to 80 miles north of San Francisco.

    ....sandwich for lunch.

    I have more meetings in the afternoon. The time I finish normally depends on Nellie. She works in the financial-services industry, which is very stressful. We have a modestly regimented marriage. Thursdays, for instance, I’ll be home at 7.30pm and we try to spend quality time together. We might cook a healthy meal and eat it with a glass of wine or just enjoy a few Zen moments together. Sometimes we’ll go to the local ice-cream shop for fat-free frozen yogurt. We might watch a movie, or bond around our dog, a wheaten terrier, taking it for a long walk or a visit.

    Other days I’ll be later. Tuesdays I’ll turn up between 8 and 10pm — that’s a mini-date. Monday and Wednesday I carry on until my work is done — it could be 3am.

    We’re both vegetarians and obsessively healthy eaters. Given the training, I tend to pound the protein, so breakfast will be some sort of yoghurt or an egg-white omelette with asparagus, which is very popular in California right now. Croissants are an occasional treat for us, perhaps on the weekend.

    Croissants are an occasional treat! You are 33, rich as Croesus and you are happy with a pastry as a treat......not a showgirl, bottle of this, line of that and baby oil on tap to be seen... what a waste.

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    December 19, 2008

    Friday Night is Music Night (Retro Xmas Edition)

    (Now that choice will upset a few....)

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    Nigella's urges have made me into white trash

    On the AGA this morning white trash ham baked in coca cola - yum.
    Nigella says : I simply cannot urge you to try this strongly enough.

    And who am I to refuse....

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    An Okuri-okami Writes

    Toujours Tingo: Weird words and bizarre phrases - Telegraph
    Sjostygg: Norwegian for someone so ugly the tide refuses to come in if they stand on the shore.
    Layogenic: Filipino for someone good-looking from afar but ugly up close.

    Layogenic - we have all been there; there should also be a word for hags with gorgeous hair, you follow a trim figure with luxuriant flowing locks and as you pass expecting the pleasure of a fresh smiling face you are shocked by a wrinkled hook nosed witch. It quite ruins my day.

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    December 17, 2008

    No News Day

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    The Telegraph online news page is blank.

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    And The Times is lost in hyperspace - and I'm off down to the land of Chucklehead Cider for the day (incidentally the best and almost the only cider I drink since since I worked on a cider farm nearly thirty years ago.)

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    December 12, 2008

    Friday Night is Music Night (Compare and Contrast Edition)


    Can you get them both playing in sync?

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    December 10, 2008

    The Feck Effect

    What the feck! Ad gets the all-clear - Scotsman.com News

    IT IS just a letter away from one of the strongest swear words in the English language. But watchdogs today decided the word "feck" can be included in an advertising campaign.
    The ASA said that the use of the word would not offend adults and was not unsuitable to be seen by children either.

    THE word "feck" dates back the 1500s, when it was used in Scotland to mean "effect" – the opposite of the modern day word "feckless", meaning weak.

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    December 9, 2008

    Mr FM in Texas

    Mr Free Market spent last week as guests of the du Toits, and I have a photo...

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    Blog Job Offer

    I note I'm way behind with updates to the software that runs this blog and also the template is maybe a bit tired. I don't have the time or knowhow to update either, is there any reader who would care to help for a small recompense?

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    December 7, 2008

    Life is too short to listen to rubbish

    The 100 best records of 2008 - Times Online

    Nope, not one, not a single one of them do I want to buy, a couple I wouldn't turn off if they came on the wireless, but the rest are an insult to my intelligence. Am I getting old?

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    December 5, 2008

    Friday Night is Music Night (Not Mama Edition)

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    The Name Fits

    The Atlas of True Names - Telegraph

    Etymologists and wordsmiths will take particular interest in a new set of maps going on sale in time for Christmas.
    The Atlas of True Names replaces the traditional names of the world's cities, countries, rivers and mountains with new ones to reflect their origins and literal meaning.

    Down here in Wiltshire I don't think I will be buying a copy - I live in a cup shaped hollow between two long outstretched limbs of hills, and it's name begins C*n. Nearby there is the "Swallowhead" spring; in fact the whole Kennet district is alive to the C*nt phoneme - (I often pronounce "Kennet", as in Kennet District Council without the second e...)

    I reproduce part of a scholarly article below the fold - naughty language alert:

    Cunt: Etymology [matthewhunt.com]

    Case Study: Topographical And Hydrographical Metaphors

    We have seen how the Celtic 'cwm' was influenced by the feminine prefix 'cu', a topographical vagina metaphor comparing the shape and fertility of valleys and vaginas. Other water-related terms also have similarly vaginal connotations, such as 'cundy' ('underground water channel'), which is a hydrographical vaginal metaphor derived from 'cunnus'. Similarly, 'cuniculus', also from 'cunnus', means 'passageway', and was applied to Roman drainage systems. 'Konnos', the Greek for 'vagina', is derived from 'cunnus' and the Sanskrit 'cushi'/'kunthi', meaning 'ditch', as both vaginas and ditches are channels for water. The Spanish 'chocha' ('lagoon') is another vaginal metaphor. The Russian 'kunka' describes two hands cupped together carrying water. 'Cut', a further term meaning 'water channel', is a recognised euphemism for 'cunt', though is not etymologically related to it.

    The vaginal water channel allusion is replicated by the River Kennet in Wiltshire, as Kennet was originally Cunnit: "At Silbury Hill [the river] joins the Swallowhead or true fountain of the Kennet, which the country people call by the old name of Cunnit and it is not a little famous amongst them" (William Stukeley, 1743). Adjacent to the river is the Roman settlement Cunetio, also spelt Cunetione, Cunetzone, Cunetzione, and Cunetiu (though now known as Mildenhall). "The name ['Cunetio'] must be left unresolved", insist ALF Rivet and Colin Smith (1979), though its origin, like Kennet's, is the Celtic 'kuno'.

    The rivers Kent (formerly Kenet) and Cynwyd share Kennet's etymology, and, as Michael Dames explains, Kennet's link to 'cunt' is readily apparent: "we may yet rediscover the Kennet as Cunnit, and the Swallowhead as Cunt. The name of that orifice is carried downstream in the name of the river. Cunnit is Cunnt with an extra i. As late as 1740, the peasants of the district had not abandoned the name [...] The antiquity of the form is clearly shown by the Roman riverside settlement called Cunetio - their principal town in the entire Kennet valley" (1976).

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    50 Years ago today

    Hello, is that Edinburgh? It's your Queen calling – and one dialled all by one's self - Scotsman.com News
    WHEN she picked up the receiver on this day half-a-century ago, the Queen changed the way the people of the UK communicated with each other.
    Sat beside Prince Philip in Bristol's central telephone exchange, surrounded by dignitaries and their wives, with great ceremony she dialled an Edinburgh number and uttered the words: "This is the Queen speaking from Bristol. Good afternoon, my lord provost."

    It was the first long-distance phone call in the UK made without the help of an operator.

    It almost makes me feel old, even though I'm not fifty I can remember tapping the phone rest and asking the operator for a number, kids today they wouldn't believe it....

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    The Funniest Adverts Ever

    Kung-fu bear fights way to top of advert charts - Scotsman.com News

    AN ADVERT filmed in 2000 on the River Dee featuring a kung-fu fight between a hungry bear and a determined fisherman has been voted the funniest of all time.
    The advert also saw the Aberdeen and Grampian Tourist Board receive hundreds of inquiries from big-game hunters about visiting Deeside – chosen because it resembles Alaska.

    In second place was an advert for Blackcurrant Tango, made in 1996, in which the brand's fictional spokesman, Ray Gardner, leads a march of hundreds to Dover's white cliffs. There he strips to purple shorts and stands in a boxing ring challenging France and the rest of the world after being criticised by a French exchange student.

    Third place went to the 1989 Hamlet cigar advert starring Gregor Fisher,..

    I didn't know that the salmon advert was filmed in Scotland, maybe Sarah Palin is actually from Inverness.

    But the dear old Scotsman still hasn't got the new media because where are the links to the adverts? Don't worry I have done it for you below the fold (even the naughty tobacco one).

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    December 3, 2008

    An Appeal

    Justgiving - Matt Trigg - Amalfi Trek Challenge - a little fat pink person wants to get roasted and exhausted in a good cause and he wants your help.

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    December 1, 2008

    BT Privacy Bollocks

    BT.com Privacy policy

    We are serious about guarding the security of your personal information and the details of any transactions made. We take appropriate organisational and technical security measures to protect your data against unauthorised disclosure or processing. We use a secure server to store the information you give us when you register or make an order (including your credit card details and your password). Any personal data you send us on-line is securely encrypted.
    Please note that your billing account number is a sensitive piece of information, which can be used with your telephone number to find out information about your use of BT's services....

    I'm on BT Braodband here and over the weekend responded to an email about renewing. I get an email back today in plain text with the following footer - the XXXXX are what I have put in as in the email they are unencrypted for anyone to see. Advice as to what I should do please...

    Original Message Follows:
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    /*******************************
    * BT_EmailTitle: {null};
    * BT_Subject: {Broadband resigns};
    * BT_Message: {null};
    * BT_Title: {};
    * BT_Firstname: {XXX};
    * BT_Surname: {XXXXX};
    * BT_ContactPreference: {null};
    * BT_EmailAddress: {XXXXXXX};
    * BT_AccountNumber: {null};
    * BT_TelNumber: {null};
    * BT_UserName: {null};
    * BT_ContactTelNumber1: {XXXXXXX};
    * BT_ContactTelNumber2: {null};
    * BT_OriginatingForm: {null};
    * BT_Browser: {null};
    * BT_CustomerPreviousPages: {null};
    * BT_DestinationEmail: {null};
    * BT_Customer_Classification: {null};
    * BT_Customer_Category: {null};
    * BT_VIPType: {null};
    * BT_Reference Number: {null};
    * BT_xxmessagetag: {null};
    * BT_zzsource: {null};
    *******************************/

    Renew or upgrade your BT Business Total Broadband
    Contact information:
    Customer name: XXXXX
    Contact number: XXXXX
    Contact email: XXXXX
    Broadband number you want to renew or upgrade: XXXXXX
    Broadband account username: XXXXX@btconnect.com
    Security question: What was your mother's maiden name?
    Answer: XXXXX
    Mobile Broadband account password: XXXXX
    Confirm Mobile Broadband account password: XXXXX

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    November 28, 2008

    Friday Night is Music Night (One of Kim's All Time American Favourites Edition)

    Sheer Music of an American in England

    Thanks Kim for everything.

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    November 23, 2008

    The Best of Blog Archiving

    A very kind chap of the name John Murphy has a whizzy idea to offer the best of blogs as pdfs. He did a trial run on this blog - BestofAEC2008.pdf . A warning, whilst I would have thought the best of this blog would easily fit on a beer mat the file he produced is 7.5 MB. You will need to slaughter a small flock to produce the vellum you will want to print it out on.

    One or two small issues with the format on his trial run but generally I think it is great. And as a sop to my vanity even better. If you have a similar yearning or idea then John can be contacted on johnpiersmurphy At google mail DOTCOM

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    November 22, 2008

    Something for the weekend Sir?

    Happy hours and drinking games to be banned under new laws - Telegraph

    Happy hours, drinking games and all-you-can-drink deals in pubs and bars will be banned, The Daily Telegraph can disclose.

    Controversial food scraps bin scheme for all households - Telegraph

    Every household in the country could soon be required to keep a separate bin for food scraps as a new scheme to reduce landfill is rolled out across the country.

    Alistair Darling to signal future tax rises to pay for Government's borrowing - Telegraph

    Britain colder than Moscow as Arctic snap brings snow as far south as Kent - Telegraph

    Oh Happy Day!

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    November 21, 2008

    Friday Night is Music Night (Average Night in the Bar Edition)

    That dates me...

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    Google Searchwiki Is Here

    Google's SearchWiki allows users to personalise their results - Times Online

    A new way to personalise Google internet searches has been launched by the company. SearchWiki allows users to delete search results they do not like, promote the ones they do like to the top of the listing and to comment on them.

    The new feature, which is being rolled out in the next few hours..

    That explains all those arrows and crosses on my search results - I thought my eyes were still bleary from last night....

    So if I do a simple innocent trial search - kinky katie holmes - Google Search - Wow! Look! I can promote my site.
    What japes!

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    November 18, 2008

    Be Prepared

    Prepared.jpg I'm off to London alone this morning for a couple of days. The car is prepared, tyres checked, fluid levels checked, in the boot some de-icer and a window scraper in case of ice and a decent length of rope, well just in case.....

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    November 14, 2008

    Friday Night is Music Night (I dreamt I had a good job edition)

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    November 12, 2008

    Entry No.6666

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    Proper Kettles For Gentlemen

    Lakeland Bushcraft Trading Limited - Kelly Kettles

    Have you got one? If not proceed immediately to this site and purchase one. If you are out and about in the wilds you need one, how else are you going to make a mug of tea unless you have real boiling water? If you plan never to leave home you need one because with the official energy policy of these isles being based on whirligigs the power is going to fail increasingly often, and you need to have a mug of tea as you contemplate the insanity around you.
    (And the site is run by a sound fellow who has neither asked nor paid for this).

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    November 11, 2008

    What's Cooking Tonight?

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    An unfortunate juxtaposition from Telegraph Online


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    November 10, 2008

    Just an old fashioned Wino....

    Wonko’s World » Blog Archive » WINO Award #2
    One island of sanity in the ocean of climate change madness

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    November 7, 2008

    Friday Night is Music Night (Gabba Gabba Hey Edition)

    Blame my age...

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    November 6, 2008

    Fuelling a culture of cynicism and despair


    The Big Question: Is Hazel Blears right to accuse political bloggers of undermining democracy? -
    UK Politics, UK - The Independent

    "Political blogs are written by people with disdain for the political system and politicians, who see their function as unearthing scandals, conspiracies and perceived hypocrisy," she said. Blears maintains that: "Until political blogging adds value to our political culture, by allowing new voices, ideas and legitimate protest and challenge, and until the mainstream media reports politics in a calmer, more responsible manner, it will continue to fuel a culture of cynicism and despair."

    Sorry - I plead guilty - though it is hard to think how to "add value" to a system that allows people like her to be taken seriously, am I allowed to say that or am I fuelling a culture of cynicism and despair? I hope so because I am feeling full of cynicism and despair looking across the cesspits of modern politics.

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    November 5, 2008

    40 years of farming explained in one photo.

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    Forty years ago in 1968 this steel work was erected as part of the UK subsidised push for home food production. By the 1980s the barn was too small for industrialised agriculture and it fell into disuse. It was pulled down in the 1998 and the old granary turned into a Rockchick home. The steel work was left in a pile of nettles in case it came in useful. In 2008 it is being re-erected at a new site as a EU funded environmental measure to help prevent nitrates running into a river.
    (In 2018 I expect it will have yet another use....)

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    November 4, 2008

    Toy Time

    New%20Toys.jpg Two new toys arrived yesterday; a sparkly new Laptop and a new cutting torch for the Oxy-Acetylene. I didn't know which one to play with first....









    Don't be stupid, of course I fired up the torch first...

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    November 3, 2008

    Clearing my desk

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    All to be unplugged and tidied up - I may be some time, excuse my silence.
    (The hard drive is in a similar state and I'm busy tidying that at the same time - thank goodness external hard drives are cheap...)

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    November 1, 2008

    Proper Boots for Gentlemen

    World War 1 Army Boots
    Who needs fancy plastics and Gortex when proper bootmakers are still at their last?

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    It's that time of year again when Wiltshire Yeomen remember

    The Royal Wiltshire Yeomanry was mobilised in 1939. The next five years were to prove a time of unparalleled change, adventure, and above all – courage – for the Regiment. Beginning as horsed cavalry, the regiment was deployed to the Middle East, serving in Palestine, Iraq, Jordan, Syria and Egypt. Wiltshire Yeomen found themselves tasked as both searchlight crews and lorried infantry, before converting in late 1941 to Tanks.

    Special mention should be made of the part the Royal Wiltshire Yeomanry played at the famous battle of El Alamein in October 1942. Under the command of the 9th Armoured Brigade, the regiment was equipped with a mixture of Sherman, Grant and Crusader tanks, and was tasked with supporting the 2nd New Zealand division in the initial assault on the German lines. Following heavy fighting, the regiment was reduced to just four serviceable tanks, and was withdrawn to reserve. Barely days later, with their tanks replaced or repaired, the Wiltshiremen were again in support of the New Zealanders as part of the final breakthrough, and during the bitter fighting that followed, the Regiment was again reduced to four serviceable tanks. In recognition of their gallant actions and the strong bonds that had been formed, the Royal Wiltshire Yeomanry - along with the Warwickshire Yeomanry and 3rd Hussars – was awarded the fern leaf insignia by the New Zealanders. This insignia is still displayed on the Squadron’s uniforms and vehicles today.

    El Alamein

    Lightfoot

    The opening of the battle saw four divisions (9th Australian, 51st Highland, 2nd New Zealand and 1st South African) in the assault on the north of the Axis positions. RWY was in support of 5th New Zealand Brigade (Brigadier Howard Kippenberger) and the aim was for infantry to secure the Miteiriya Ridge during darkness, with the armour to pass beyond them at first light to establish a screen. By now the regiment was equipped with a mix of M4 Sherman, Crusader and Grant (M3 Lee) tanks. On the morning of 24 October 1942, A and C squadrons were ahead of the infantry on the western slopes of the ridge. B squadron had been delayed in the Devil's gardens minefields and had lost numerous tanks. Throughout that day, A and C squadrons engaged German panzers on the plain below, and were in turn hit by anti-tank fire. Initially, the heavier Sherman tanks were not vulnerable to this, but when the German 88mm anti-tank guns joined in they took severe casualties. By midday, the two squadrons were reduced to one Sherman and three Grants and the commanding officer had been badly wounded and evacuated. The 10th Armoured Division was at this stage supposed to pass through and onwards to start the breakout, but seemed to be reluctant to do so.[6]
    At 6:00 p.m. the regiment was ordered to withdraw. It had lost almost all of its tanks and taken 42 casualties killed or wounded. In reserve, the regiment was issued with new tanks, a hasty mix of Shermans, Grants, and Crusaders (types II and III), mostly salvaged from the battlefield and rapidly repaired

    Supercharge

    On the night of 1st/2nd November 1942, the 8th Army attacked again in the north, with 2nd New Zealand Division in the lead. General Freyberg placed 151 Brigade on the right and 152 Brigade on the left. The aim was to attack directly westwards across the Rahman track, with the infantry leading the night assault and 9th Armoured Brigade (now commanded by Brigadier John Currie) again passing through to break the enemy gun line and allow X Corps to break out. The assault went to plan except that opposition on the left was heavier than expected which slowed the advance. As a result the advancing tanks were highlighted against the dawn sky in the east and began to be picked off by Axis anti-tank fire. The Regiment was in the centre of 9th Armoured Brigade, and the CO lost touch with both his artillery support and close anti-tank support. In the growing light, the B squadron commander (Major M.StJ.V.Gibbs) realised that he was in a ring of enemy anti-tank guns, ahead and to both flanks. He gave the order to 'Charge' and B squadron over-ran the anti-tank positions, losing some vehicles but destroying the enemy gun line.
    Meanwhile 21st Panzer Division was counter-attacking A and C squadrons and at 4pm the Regiment (now down to four tanks) was withdrawn.
    After the 9th Armoured Brigade's action, Brigadier Gentry of the 6th New Zealand Brigade went ahead to survey the scene. On seeing Brigadier Currie asleep on a stretcher, he approached him saying, 'Sorry to wake you John, but I'd like to know where your tanks are?' Currie waved his hand at a group of tanks around him, replying 'There they are.' Gentry was puzzled. 'I don't mean your headquarters tanks, I mean your armoured regiments. Where are they?' Currie waved his arm and again replied, 'There are my armoured regiments, Bill.

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    October 31, 2008

    Friday Night is Music Night (Lemmie says turn it up edition)

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    Dell Outlet - Don't bother trying to buy anything on a Friday afternoon.

    Dell UK homepage - Computers, Computer equipment, electronics, and services. Trying to get through to Dell Outlet this Friday lunchtime I have been given four different excuses why they are closed:

    It's the weekend
    Technical issues - "can I quote you to say the computers are down?" -Yes.
    Staff Meetings
    Unintelligible - the call was being answered in India I guess.

    I hope Michael Dell knows he is paying a bunch of part time wasters who are too busy on a jolly to take money. Sod them. I've bought elsewhere.

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    October 26, 2008

    Keep surfing - it's big and clever.

    Keep clicking and you’ll be a snappy thinker - Times Online
    The internet is changing the way the human brain works, researchers have found. It is improving people’s ability to make snap decisions and filter large amounts of information – but at the cost of subtle skills such as picking up the nuances of facial expression.

    Well I never was any good at picking up the nuances of facial expression, if people want to tell me something, then bloody say it, or better still write me an email, don't expect me to work it out from your twitching eyebrows and sulky mouth. You're not an ape, you're a human, use bloody words. And leave me to make snap decisions and filter the morning news so I can make sarky comments as which politician deserves their neck broken in those few precious silent minutes at the start of the day.

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    October 24, 2008

    Friday Night is Music Night (A good year for the roses edition)

    In 1981 Elvis Costello released Almost Blue, an album of country music cover songs written by the likes of Hank Williams ("Why Don't You Love Me (Like You Used To Do?)"), Merle Haggard ("Tonight The Bottle Let Me Down") and Gram Parsons ("How Much I Lied"). The album was a tribute to the country music he had grown up listening to, especially, George Jones. Some avid fans dismissed the album because it was inconsistent with earlier recordings. It was not a country-rock album (a la The Byrds or Eagles), which might have been more palatable to his established audience and to reviewers, but rather an undiluted country album. It received mixed reviews, some of which accused Costello of growing soft. Perhaps in anticipation of the inevitable accusations of apostasy, the first pressings of the record in the UK bore a sticker with the message: "WARNING: This album contains country & western music and may cause offence to narrow minded listeners". Almost Blue did spawn a surprise UK hit single in a version of George Jones's "Good Year For The Roses" (written by Jerry Chesnut), which reached #6.

    It was shocking and very brave, here was the epitome of cool punky songwriters doing something so uncool, and amazing.

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    October 23, 2008

    6:02 10/23 Mole Time

    Happy Mole Day!

    (Even Chemists have their little jokes)

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    October 18, 2008

    Remember, Remember

    November 5th is my Wedding Anniversary so I'm thinking of going to London for a drink or two at lunchtime, and then in accordance with Government Health guidelines walking it off, and it looks like others may have the same idea...
    The Devil's Kitchen: Going for a little walk...
    For those wishing to take a stroll on the 5th November, I shall be taking suitable refreshment prior to my stroll from 11am onwards at

    The Chandos
    29 St Martins Lane,
    Strand,
    London,
    WC2N 4ER

    Here is a map.
    See you there. It may well be your last chance.

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    Oh to be in England

    Neatsfoot oil on the boots, fresh bread out the AGA for sandwiches, the gun safe opened and the old wooden stocks wiped down, the sun is shining, the sky clear and not a breeze to rustle the autumnal leaves. And I'm off shooting English Partridge on the top of the Marlborough Downs, and poor Mr FM is missing it...

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    October 17, 2008

    Friday Night is Music Night (Country Boy Edition)

    As he has been upsetting the "left wing liberal media"....

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    October 15, 2008

    The Best A Man Can Get

    Sexy maths: a calculating approach to love - Times Online

    Without overcomplicating matters, mathematical analysis suggests that you should survey the scene for 37 per cent (1/e equals roughly 0.37) of the way through the period that you have set yourself to find a partner. Supposing that you start dating at the age of 16 and aim to find the best partner by the time you reach 60, this would take you to about the age of 32. Then you must choose the next partner who beats all the people you've dated up to that point. It's not going to guarantee you success, but this strategy maximises your chances. Just be sure not to show the formula to your new spouse: it never looks good to be too calculating when it comes to love.

    Umm, I met the present Mrs Englishman when I was 32... thank goodness she never reads this.

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    October 11, 2008

    A Spoonful of Sugar

    Sugar 'makes you sweeter' - Telegraph

    The findings suggest a link between glucose levels and the expression of prejudice and the use of stereotypes.
    They believe that sweet drinks give people a sugar rush that helps supply the brain with the fuel needed to suppress outspoken opinions.

    "People with lower glucose levels are more likely to use stereotypes when describing others and, if they are high in prejudice, are more likely to make derogatory statements."
    The researchers from Amsterdam University and Florida State University added: "When people engage in the act of trying to control public expressions of prejudice or the use of stereotypes, they consume the energy required for self-regulation.
    "However, once the energy source is restored to normal levels, people regain the ability to control conscious responses towards others.

    Which is why I always blog before I have had my breakfast and my Wheetybangs covered in dark Muscovado sugar - after that I'm the epitome of reasonableness and tolerance.

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    October 10, 2008

    Friday Night is Music Night (No Guitars No.1 edition)

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    October 8, 2008

    Ave atque vale Flashman

    Harry Paget Flashman VC, KCB, KCIE; Chevalier of the Légion d'Honneur; U.S. Congressional Medal of Honor; San Serafino Order of Purity and Truth, 4th Class.

    Back in the spring I bought a complete set of his memoirs which I have read to the exclusion of all else, in order, during my weekly bath. I have just finished the last one and the thought that there will never be another new one to read is quite upsetting. If you haven't read at least a couple of them you are in for a treat.

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    October 7, 2008

    Home Thoughts From Abroad

    As the financial world collapses around us I have been happy living in other times. Deep in a drawer I found a Red Cross drawstring bag my father brought back from his time as a POW in Germany, crammed full of photos, postcards, his paybook etc. Among the items was this copied out and sent to him as a comfort from home.


    The Ten Commandments of Fox-hunting by Mr Young

    Article I Every man shall present himself at the place of meeting quietly, suitably clothed and in good time. He who rides his hunter steadily thereto is better than he who uses a hack. He who drives tandem for display or who uses any manner of engine or machine, except as a necessity, is an abomination.

    Article II Every man shall first salute and speak words of comfort to the huntsman and whippers-in, knowing full well that they have hard work to perform.
    He shall then count the hounds and examine them with great joy, but in a quiet manner. He shall then likewise cheerfully salute his friends. He that shall say the day will be a bad-scenting one, or in any manner endeavour to prophesy evil, is an abomination.

    Article III It is acceptable that those of experience shall, at all times, give explanation and encouragement by word and deed to all young persons, so that foxhunting may continue in the land from generation to generation. He who thinks he knows, when he knows not, is an abomination.

    Article IV Every man shall remember that the ground he passes over is not his own property. Whosoever uses not due care and consideration is an abomination.

    Article V Whosoever uses not due care and consideration or talks too loudly or leaps unnecessarily is an abomination. He who wears an apron, mackintosh on wet days or who uses any other device for making a mountebank of himself, or who in any way causes inconvenience to any hound or hunt servant is an abomination.

    Article VI If it be possible, let every true believer abstain from all meat and drink, save only such as is necessary to sustain life. Let the whole day be kept as a special fasting and strengthening of the mind for the Chase. In the evening he shall partake of suitable meat and drink, and on the evening after a good day he shall have a special allowance.

    Article VII He who, of his own free will, goes home before the hounds do, or who is displeased with the day, or who is not fully uplifted, joyful and thankful because of the day, is an abomination.

    Article VIII Whosoever kills or takes a fox by any other means save by hunting is an abomination; his dwelling shall become desolate and his possessions a desert; may his mind be filled with bitterness and his body with pain.

    Article IX Whosoever lives a cheerful, good neighbour, striving to help and encourage his friends at all times, and who hunts on foot if he has not a horse, and by whose behaviour the Scarlet is never brought into dishonour; may he live long, and be happy and may his possessions be as the sand by the sea-shore for multitude

    Article X And may all men, rich and poor, have equal rights and pleasures in the Chase if they devoutly agre to these articles.

    Above me hangs his favourite print:

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    That Far Far Away Echo by Snaffles
    In the early morning in the trenches, a soldier remembers his hunting days. Around him is his dream sequence.

    What home thoughts from abroad comfort our troops now?

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    October 5, 2008

    This morning's hymn

    On scanning the papers this morning and contemplating the scum who rule us, as the rain beats against the window sometimes an uplifting tune is needed...

    And for those confirmed a longer service is available...

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    October 4, 2008

    An American in Paris

    Bugger, a bloody Afro-american friend has suggested we join him et al for drinks in Paris at the New Year. Nothing I would like more, in fact I would happily sell a couple of wisdom teeth to fund the trip, but the snake suggests I bring the present Mrs Englishman as well. Again there is nothing I would prefer to do than parade my child bride through the debauched quarters of the Montmartre before tucking into the joys of raw meat and perfect chips in the company of valued friends. So it isn't the suggestion that I free Mrs E from her domestic servitude for a long weekend that has raised my goat but that everywhere Mrs E goes there goes also the Englishettes.The Englishettes who have been suckered into believing that Disneyland Paris is a veritable paradise on earth. For five long years I have persuaded them that the continent is isolated due to the fog and the unfortunate death of Archduke Franz Ferdinand and we are unable to visit. So how can I tell them that we are leaving them in the arms of the babysitter whose house is made of gingerbread and candy while we escape to forbidden treasures. It won't work. The first whisper of the the name of Paris will cause ten thousand requests to be launched to join us and divert us to the charms of Mickey.

    I don't like leaving the parish but I want to go, it is just the small people who infest my house... what to do? And I can picture Mrs E and I in Paris already...

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    October 3, 2008

    Friday Night is Music Night (Modern Beat Combo Edition)

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    September 26, 2008

    Friday Night is Music Night ( Bristol Edition)

    The kids in Bristol are sharp as a pistol
    When they do the Bristol Stomp
    Really somethin when they join in jumpin
    When they do the Bristol Stomp

    Whoa, whoa they start spinnin every Friday night
    They dance the greatest and they do it right...

    (No 2 son started at Bristol University today studying Animal Behaviour with pharmacology as an option.... Not sure what course he is on though.....)


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    September 22, 2008

    Smith Lawson and Company - The man in charge

    I recently blogged about the duplicitous and misleading Smith Lawson and Company , the pretend debt collectors who are part of the Student Loan Company - which is wholly owned by the Secretary of State for Innovation, Universities and Skills and Scottish Ministers.

    Having checked on the CV of the head man of the SLC I shouldn't have been surprised:

    LOOK up Keith Bedell-Pearce in Who's Who and you will read that he is a distinguished solicitor with an impressive record in the boardrooms of some of Britain's top firms. His rewards from these years of service include a £3 million mansion.

    But you will not read that he presided over the worst of the pensions and endowment misselling that has blighted the finance industry for the past two decades. ..He was the man in charge of Prudential's salesforce just when mis-selling of pensions and mortgage endowments reached its shameful peak in the late Eighties. ....

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    Words made to be used by agrestic oppugnant bloggers as they vilipend our olid leaders

    How you can help to save some cherished words from oblivion - Times Online

    Dictionary compilers at Collins have decided that the word list for the forthcoming edition of its largest volume is embrangled with words so obscure that they are linguistic recrement.

    Collins has agreed that words will be granted a reprieve if evidence of their popularity emerges before February, when the word list is finalised.

    Some of the words heading for extinction:

    Abstergent Cleansing or scouring

    Agrestic Rural; rustic; unpolished; uncouth

    Apodeictic Unquestionably true by virtue of demonstration

    Caducity Perishableness; senility

    Caliginosity Dimness; darkness

    Compossible Possible in coexistence with something else

    Embrangle To confuse or entangle

    Exuviate To shed (a skin or similar outer covering)

    Fatidical Prophetic

    Fubsy Short and stout; squat

    Griseous Streaked or mixed with grey; somewhat grey

    Malison A curse

    Mansuetude Gentleness or mildness

    Muliebrity The condition of being a woman

    Niddering Cowardly

    Nitid Bright; glistening

    Olid Foul-smelling

    Oppugnant Combative, antagonistic or contrary

    Recrement Waste matter; refuse; dross

    Vilipend To treat or regard with contempt

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    September 19, 2008

    Friday Night is Music Night (Rebel a go-go edition)

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    This site is banned in France

    France ban on internet alcohol advertising hits industry - Times Online

    France may be home to some of the world's finest wines but it could be about to join the tiny club of Muslim states that forbid their promotion on the internet.

    Winemakers and other players in the drinks industry are fighting to avert a ban on advertising, sales and even vineyard websites that has been looming ever since a court ruled that the internet should be included in France's strict laws regarding alcohol advertising.

    ...drinks brands have shut out French visitors for fear of prosecution. “Today in France, the sight of a bottle of wine has become as offensive as a picture of war or pornography,”

    Diageo demands sexy fake Guinness viral is pulled - Spoilsports.

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    September 18, 2008

    Tess

    The filming of BBC drama Tess of the D'Urbervilles has taken place in Wiltshire.

    They were filming in West Woods at Lockeridge back in the summer, all parked up in a layby I have often stopped in, many years ago, whilst I was kindly giving a popsy from the village a lift home after an evening out in Marlborough. I had to swallow hard to keep quiet on Sunday as I watched it, as the evil squire Alec D'Urberville give poor innocent Tess a lift back from the market town and stopped there to have his wicked way with her. I think I may have to sue.

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    September 17, 2008

    The Times - Missing in Action

    Times Online - The Times and Sunday Times - claiming the site is very busy! Are they doing a much needed update on the piss poor website - it is about time as they have fallen far behind other papers in their usability.

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    September 14, 2008

    Sitemeter responds - rollsback changes

    SiteMeter Rollback ォ SiteMeter News & Announcements

    We have received and heard your feedback concerning the latest changes to the website. We will implementing a rollback to the website immediately.

    I can feel the pain - lets see if it returns to its old usable simplicity. I've been there with a software company when you have got it wrong, I can imagine the screaming and frantic activity as they have read the barrage of criticism. So praise to them for recognizing that their months of hard work, innovative thinking and big plans got it wrong so quickly. Don't you just love the way market pressure works - never hear a politician recant so quickly. I hope for their sake they manage to get it right quickly and salvage something from this debacle.

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    The new SiteMeter is a stinking pile of crap

    or as the more cultured and erudite put it: The Reference Frame: New SiteMeter is much less usable than the old one

    Anyone know of a simple replacement that allows me to see referrers simply? - It is the only use I have for a sitemeter, to see if someone has linked and is sending lots of visitors over.

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    September 12, 2008

    Friday Night is Music Night (Howling Edition)

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    September 8, 2008

    Sky of blue and sea of green

    Beatles music more than 'auditory cheesecake', scientists find - Telegraph

    Scientists have discovered that even after more than 40 years, people can still vividly recall where they were and what they were doing when they first heard the Fab Four’s music.

    Yep - going the the Marlborough Mop in 1966 and Yellow Submarine was playing, and I won a goldfish.

    Magical.

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    September 6, 2008

    Local History for Local People

    I was generously given by Richard Ozzard a large amount of All Cannings history to share on the web. I haven't had the time to reformat them for the web so here is a link to the file list.

    The folder AC2000 contains his Millennial book which features histories of every house in All Cannings (see the 100MB Houses of the village.doc)

    Other files include the Birth, Death and Marriage Registers for All Cannings from the earliest records up to 1997, The Daily School Log book from Victorian times (fascinating) and many other gems.

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    September 5, 2008

    Friday Night is Music Night (Another average night down the King's Arms edition)

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    Gloomy Friday - The Only Response

    Weekend wash-out expected as severe storm drenches Britain - Telegraph
    Car sales crash as economy hits skids - Times Online
    Housing gloom deepens as prices plunge 12.7% - Times Online

    A priest, a Pentecostal preacher and a Rabbi all served as chaplains to the students of the University of Alabama in Tuscaloosa .They would get together two or three times a week for coffee and to talk shop.
    One day, someone made the comment that preaching to people isn't really all that hard. A real challenge would be to preach to a bear.One thing led to another and they decided to do an experiment. They would all go up to the Smokies, find a bear, preach to it, and attempt to convert it.

    Seven days later, they're all together to discuss the experience.
    Father Flannery, who has his arm in a sling, is on crutches, and has various bandages on his body and limbs, went first. 'Well,' he said, 'I went into the woods to find me