My 2015 in Summary

As I’ve done for the last couple of years here is a survey to summarise my engagement (or, more accurately, lack of it) with 2015.
In summary it has been a bit of a crap year what with a couple of nasty gastric bugs, worse depression than I’ve had for years, more voluntary work than I felt able to cope with (yeah, I know, self-inflicted) and the death of my mother. But then life’s not fair and shit happens.


At the beginning of the year I posted ten things I wanted to do in 2015. The results are in and I think it fair to say I didn’t just lose; I was overwhelmed and crushed — which just proves how bad the year has been:
1. Kick the depression LOSE
2. Drink more champagne WIN
3. Keep breathing WIN
4. Restart meditation LOSE
5. Take more photographs LOSE
6. Be drawn/painted/photographed nude by someone other than family LOSE
7. Have at least one 2 week holiday LOSE
8. Celebrate my mother’s 100th birthday with her LOSE
9. Visit Horniman Museum LOSE
10. Go somewhere/do something I’ve not done before WIN
3/10 is not terribly good, now is it! Could do very much better; must try harder!


Looking at the year through the usual 25 questions doesn’t improve things either.
1. What did you do that you’d never done before?
Buried my mother — well you would normally only ever do this once!
2. Did you keep your new year’s resolutions, and will you make more for next year?
I keep telling you I don’t do New Year resolutions.
3. What would you like to have in 2016 that you lacked in 2015?
A properly working body and head.
4. What dates from 2015 will remain etched upon your memory?
26 May and 17 June: the day my mother died and the day we buried her.
5. Did you suffer illness or injury?
Had a very nasty gastric flu just before Easter and again in late September. And then there’s the depression and the diabetes.
caledonia6. What was the best thing you bought?
Anthony Powell’s Caledonia.
7. Where did most of your money go?
Survival, I think.
8. What did you get really, really excited about?
Nothing; I don’t do excitement, just like I don’t do panic and crisis. But completing my set of Anthony Powell first editions was good.
9. Compared to this time last year, are you:
a. happier or sadder? — sadder due to the worsening depression.
b. thinner or fatter? — the same to within a kilo, but that’s overall still way too much.
c. richer or poorer? — richer, thanks to my mother.
10. What do you wish you’d done more of?
Nothing.
11. What do you wish you’d done less of?
Everything except sleep.
12. What was your biggest achievement of the year?
Buying Caledonia.
13. What was your biggest failure?
Can I have three things? My mother not making her 100th birthday (by about 5 months). Overall illness. Depression.
14. How many one-night stands?
I don’t collect night stands; I have one bedside cabinet and that is perfectly sufficient, thank you.
15. What was your favourite TV program?
What’s TV? I’ve hardly looked at TV all year. Is there anything worth watching these days?
16. What was the best book you read?
According to the reviews I’ve posted here it would be Maureen Evans’ Eat Tweet: A Twitter Cookbook. But there are several other close contenders.
17. What did you want and get?
Caledonia
18. What did you want and not get?
Good health.
19. What one thing would have made your year immeasurably more satisfying?
Mum living to 100.
20. How would you describe your personal fashion concept in 2015?
“Henery, how do you like my new frock?”
“Min … Where did you get that sack dress?”
“I got if off the coalman.”
“You mean he’s walking around naked?”
[Spike Milligan and Peter Sellers in The Goons, 1958]
21. What kept you sane?
Noreen and sleep.
22. Who did you miss?
My mother and Victor.
23. Tell us a valuable life lesson you learned in 2015:
“Journalism is printing what someone else does not want printed: everything else is public relations” [George Orwell]. In other words, it’s all marketing bollox.
24. A quote or song lyric that sums up your year:
The Beatles, When I’m Sixty-Four
25. Your hopes for 2016
Something better — I’ll post more on this later, probably as ten things to do in 2016.


God, I hate everything being so down! We need happiness and wins.
But anyway, enough of me. How was your 2015? And what are you hoping for in 2016? Do tell!

Pampered Students

While we’re on people who aren’t impressed, here’s a piece from Harry Mount in yesterday’s Telegraph. Mount is fulminating at the Oxford University students’ demand that a statue of Cecil Rhodes be taken down from the wall of Oriel College because of his imperialist and racist views.


The whole stupid suggestion is, for me, summed up in this one paragraph:

We shouldn’t be so surprised. If you’ve had a lifetime of people saying “yes” to you, of never being told off, you remain frozen in a permanent state of supersensitivity. I wasn’t offended by the Rhodes statue when I was at Oxford 20 years ago. But, even if I had been, I wouldn’t have thought my wounded feelings should be cured by tearing apart the delicate fabric of a beautiful university.

Quite so.
I wonder how many of these same students (or perhaps their academic role models) are (or were) on Rhodes Scholarships? I bet some are.
And moreover I would add that we have to tell history as it was, not how we would like it to have been. To do anything else is not only deceitful but puts you on a short and very slippery slope towards totalitarianism.
Time to grow up, boys and girls!

Publicly Subsidised Flooding?

Yet one more time George Monbiot, writing in yesterday’s Guardian, has his knife in the government’s environmental policy. He maintains that the massive farming subsidies the government have pumped into grouse moors (mostly owned by their chums) are responsible for the widespread flooding in northern England.
While I’m not qualified to make all the connections made by Monbiot, he does seem to have a good point.
Here’s the Guardian article, and here is the fully referenced version.

The Amusements of 2015

There have been so many hilarious things in 2015 — even leaving our benighted politicians aside — that it’s hard to know where to start. So I’ll follow the scheme of the last couple of years.


Product of the Year
Two examples of Indian food tie for this year’s gold medal:
Chicken Tikka Yorkshire Pudding on the market care of frozen food chain Iceland.
Indian Lasagne. Marinated chicken tikka lasagne bound in a mild massala sauce served with garlic naan and hand cut chips. This delicacy appears on the menu of the Boar’s Head Hotel near Sudbury, Derbyshire.


Auction Item of the Year (from our local auction house)
This year’s three winners are:
Third: A large ouzo decanter in the form of a Greek gentleman in national dress
Second: A vintage rhinoceros foot worked as a plant pot, circa 1900, an old whale tooth and a section of mammoth tusk
First: A collection of antique oddments
[Yes, that really is what they catalogued as a lot!]


Name of the Year
One always comes across some excellent names, but I think this year’s winner has to be Satchidananda Panda, a biologist who was mentioned in Scientific American back in February.


Best Neologism
The prize here has to go to whoever perpetrated the reality-based community.


Best Oxymoron
We have two winners here:
Gluten-free beer
[I’m not at all sure that it’s beer if it isn’t brewed with grain containing gluten; certainly the Germans wouldn’t recognise it as such.]
Precisely simulate
[My heart sinks whenever I see some set of scientists supposedly proving something using a simulation, or as we experts like to call it “in silico analysis”.]


Best Book Title
As always there are many contenders, but for me pride of place has to go to:
Advanced Pavement Research: Selected, Peer Reviewed Papers from the 3rd International Conference on Concrete Pavements Design, Construction, and Rehabilitation, December 2-3, 2013, Shanghai, China, edited by Bo Tian
[I think what clinched it for me was the idea of pavement rehabilitation.]
The runners-up, but only by a short head were:
Diana Rajchel, Divorcing a Real Witch: For Pagans and the People That Used to Love Them
Kaz Cooke, Living with Crazy Buttocks


Best Academic Paper Title
There was only ever going to be one winner: Flaccid Mechanics: From Penis-Size Statistics to Penis-Size Physics


Best Folk Custom
The winner here is the Annual Ceremony of the Christmas Cheeses.


Most Unusual Sport
This award has to go to Elephant Polo [see below]


Outstanding News Headlines
I could have overfilled this category in the first month of 2015 so here is just a selection of the many, many contenders. If I had to pick a winner it would be between the first two.
Idaho lawmaker asks if women could swallow cameras for gynaecological exams before abortion; Boing Boing, 23 February 2015
Masturbation will make your hands pregnant in the afterlife, televangelist warns; Independent, 26 May 2015
Southall Man Jailed For Sex Assault on Bus; Ealing Today, 9 June 2015
Three jailed for garden fork murder; BBC, 24 July 2015
[I’m still trying to work out how you murder a garden fork, or rape a bus.]
Singing tampons follow dancing genitals on Swedish kids’ TV; Guardian, 14 October 2015
Old Mice Drinking Champagne Three Times A Week Navigate Labyrinths Better; IFLScience, 9 November 2015
[Don’t we all?]
EFG Switzerland wins Elephant Polo Championship; Kathmandu Post, 27 November 2015
Stockholm clinic hands out penis measuring tapes; Guardian, 30 November 2015
Stolen circumcision ambulance found after tip-off; Evening Standard, 3 December 2015


Best Photograph
This guy on the London Underground clearly doesn’t realise his shopping isn’t properly bagged.

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Best Press Release
There is only one real contender here: National Hot Dog and Sausage Council Announces Official Policy On ‘Hot Dog as Sandwich’ Controversy


And finally we come to …
Do what?
Where we celebrate the intelligibly unintelligible. Again we have two winners:

Wordsworth seems to uphold affective mind transmuting partial objects into a sublime whole, but in actual poetry parts ARE wholes.
[Nick Birns on Twitter, 09 January 2015]

Aerial images of bombings translated into abstraction, along with notions of purity constructed then consumed by its own consumerist culture; very real things, which mutate into some hyper-real coded symbolism in the work of Ian Parker and Srinivas Surti. The beauty and elegance of the work belies the twisted, contorted and inverted translations taking place. These two artists are pushing the gooey mess of their source material, 20th century photographs including bombsites and male figures (for Parker), and retail branding architecture (for Surti), through multiple mesh filters, separating, folding, splicing and reconfiguring them to arrive at a sort of ‘new brutalist’ abstraction. What’s striking in this transformation is that modernist structure and process have been replaced by transcription and interpolation.
[Quoted by IanVisits @ Facebook; 10 January 2015]


Let me know your favourite amusements of the year — and don’t forget to start collecting for 2016!

Oddity of the Week: Pencils

A train on tracks, carved delicately out of graphite pencil lead, emerges from inside a carpenter’s pencil …


More details at Colossal and Laughing Squid.
Yes, there are other proponents of this art, see for instance Dalton Ghetti and Cerkahegyzo.
As someone who can’t even sharpen a pencil properly by hand (just one of the many things which made my woodwork master tear his hair out), I find these absolutely incredible.

Weekly Photograph

This week I bring you (again) Tilly the Cat reclining on Christmas Day. It’s amazing what one can do with art effects to make and not very good snapshot look tolerable.

Painted Pussy
Painted Pussy
Greenford, Christmas Day 2015
Click the image for larger views on Flickr

Book Review: 100 Great Books in Haiku

David Bader
One Hundred Great Books in Haiku
Viking, 2005
I was given this little book as a Christmas stocking filler. In his Foreword the author says:

In the fifteenth century, Gutenberg … revolutionized the world of publishing. Previously, books had been so scarce that it was not uncommon for a library to have only a handful of bound Latin manuscripts, chained to a desk. Beach reading … required furniture movers. After Gutenberg, millions of books … were published … This in turn led to eyestrain, paper cuts, deforestation and adult reading groups.
In Japan, meanwhile, the seventeen-syllable haiku began to emerge. Developed by Zen monks possibly suffering from attention deficit disorder, these poems were packed with keen insights on frogs and cherry blossom yet short enough to be recited in a single breath. Japanese readers could experience and savour the finest haiku of Basho in its entirety (three lines), while Western readers of, say, John Milton’s Paradise Lost (10,000 lines) were still staring at the title page.
This collection attempts to combine these two breakthroughs … The formal requirements of haiku … have, admittedly, made it necessary to cut some things, such as characters, plot, dialogue and descriptive passages. Still, these are small sacrifices in view of the huge savings in time and shelf space.

bader1This is indeed what the author has done — and done rather successfully — to produce an easy read version of his selected books. Although of course one won’t necessarily agree with his entire choice of “great books” (What no Anthony Powell? No Lewis Carroll?)
The book is easy enough reading for those last 10 minutes in bed; in fact I read the whole book in bed in about 30 minutes. But it is something one will be able to dip into once in a while for light amusement. For instance here are three entries which caught my brain …

THE TALE OF GENJI
Lady Murasaki Shikibu
Two wives, ten consorts —
under the wisteria,
many warm futons.
… … …
FINNEGANS WAKE
James Joyce
Riverrun on and
by Jaisus s’dense! Bien alors,
scribbledehobble.
… … …
METAPHYSICS
Aristotle
Substance has essence.
Form adds whatness to thatness.
Whatsits have thinghood.

There’s no real arguing with any of that!
So yes, this book is a quick read, but an amusing one, and a well worthwhile stocking filler.
Overall Rating: ★★★★☆