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I’m a controversialist and catalyst, quietly enabling others to develop by providing different ideas and views of the world. Born in London in the early 1950s and initially trained as a research chemist I retired as a senior project manager after 35 years in the IT industry. Retirement is about community give-back and finding some equilibrium. Founder and Honorary Secretary of the Anthony Powell Society. Chairman of my GP's patient group.

Weekly Photograph

This week another couple of shots from our recent trip down the Thames. And just for variety here are a couple of Thames dredgers.

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Thames Dredger, Aasli
Thames Dredger, Aasli
October 2013; London
Thames Dedger
Thames Dredger, Arklow Rebel
October 2013; London

Did you Miss … ?

Further links to interesting (well to me, at least) articles you may have missed. Yet again let’s start with the scientific, which unusually(?!) seems to be the majority.
First off we have a piece from the New York Times which again highlights that the biggest public health worry from the Fukushima disaster is not the radiation and cancer but the psychological effects on those involved. This appeared the same day as a piece in Discover about the unexpectedly loose connection between radioactivity and cancer.


Oarfish are curious. They’re long, flat and snake-like. They inhabit the deep oceans and maybe gave rise to the myths about sea serpents. It is unusual therefore for two to be washed ashore in California with days of each other. Luckily scientists went about finding out more about these enigmatic fish. First there was a suggestion that two such sudden deaths may herald a large earthquake, which was soon consigned to the bin of unfounded speculation. Then after a chance to autopsy one of the fish, scientists discovered a range of parasites — not surprising in itself but something we just didn’t know.
While we’re putting you off your lunch, here’s a great piece of science teaching. This guy got his 9 year old pupils to dissect cow brains and used the whole thing as a super teaching tool. I don’t know how he managed to get them over the “Yeuuggghhhh!!” factor.
Still on nasties, you’ll be pleased to know that the scourge of ancient times, Plague, is still amongst us. Of course it’s much less prevalent now, with modern sanitation etc., and very easily treated with antibiotics. Nevertheless there are still a few cases a year in the western world.
And then, of course, there are some fearsome insect predators — maybe not fearsome to us, but they are if you’re another insect.
Any sufficiently advanced technology is indistinguishable from magic. One man who turned magic into what we now think of as ordinary was William C Lowe, pioneer of the IBM PC, who died recently. Without him life as we know it would be very different, and many of us owe him a huge debt.
I hate changing the clocks twice a year; it seems so pointless. But it could have been a whole lot worse.
Slang. Whether you love it or hate it, it’s here to stay. Except that it keeps changing and being reinvented.
What are members of Parliament not allowed to do? Yep, they can’t carry weapons or wear armour into Parliament itself. And at 700 years old this is one of the oldest pieces of legislation in the country which has never been repealed.
How happy would you say you are? Why are some people in some places way happier than in others? They aren’t; it’s all an artefact of magnified statistics. Diamond Geezer lifts the lid.

Finally, this will definitely make you much happier. Despite a recent report there is no global wine shortage. Felix Salmon at Reuters discovers that the report was a piece of dubious marketing. I’ll drink to that!

Weekly Photograph

A few weeks ago, for Noreen’s birthday, we went on a trip down the Thames on the paddle-steamer Waverley, which is a magnificent boat. Leaving Tower Bridge in at the height of the morning rush hour we chugged down to Southend where we spent a few hours and returned up the Thames in the twilight and early evening.
It was a grand day out and needless to sat I took a lot of photos. Many aren’t very good — moving boats and cameras tend not to work too well together — and I’m still working on the better ones. Here’s one that I’ve finished working up: it is a montage of several shots taken looking north as we sailed under the QE2 Bridge at Dartford.

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Betty's Bridge
Betty’s Bridge
London; October 2013

Pussy Porn

I thought we’d have some more pussy porn, after all the internetz is reserved for pussy innit. So here is Tilly the Kitten — some kitten at 24 weeks! — reclining this morning on my desk. She has a promising career ahead as a paperweight — when she’s not being a demolition specialist, that is!

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Tilly as Paperweight
I can look quite cute and asleep when I want to
Tilly Washing
Let’s just have a quick wash
Tilly Green Eyes
And now here’s my regal portrait

National Novel Writing Month

November is National Novel Writing Month.
Can you write a novel in a month? That’s the challenge for all you budding authors. The idea is to write a 50,000 word novel in just thirty days. The deadline is 2359 hrs on 30 November!


What can you write? Any type of fiction you want! Horror, romance … erotica! Whatever you feel passionate enough to tell a story about. So far over 150,000 potential novelists have signed up to take part.
You can sign up to take part, and get support, on the National Novel Writing Month website at http://nanowrimo.org/.
And no, you won’t see me there. I know I don’t have an original story in my body, so I’m not going to stress myself even trying. Sorry!

Word: Tintinnabulation

Tintinnabulation
bellsA ringing of a bell or bells, bell-ringing; the sound or music so produced. The lingering sound that occurs after a bell has been struck.
The OED gives the first recorded use as late as 1831 and is ascribed to Edgar Allen Poe in his poem The Bells.
Oh and the word derives from the Latin tintinnābulum, a bell.
Isn’t it just a wonderful onomatopoeic word?

Photograph of the Week

I thought it was about time we had some more cat porn. So here is Tilly the (not so small) kitten taken earlier today. She is now almost 23 weeks and growing nicely. But as you see she is such a poor neglected kitten she has to sleep amongst the filing on the study floor! The rest of the time she’s charging around like Evel Knievel — or eating. Well typical teenager really!

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Tilly
Tilly
Greenford; 28 October 2013

On Flu Jabs and Sleep

I love curiosities!
Early on Friday afternoon I had my annual flu jab. By the evening I was beginning to feel meh. Yesterday I was fit for nothing; not full flu but everything except the severe body aches and high temperature. So I spent the day curled up under the duvet, mostly asleep. Not nice, but better this than having full-blown flu.
I understand why this can be a side-effect of the flu jab: basically it is an immune reaction to the (dead) bits of virus in the inoculation which stimulate the immune system to produce antibodies that protect against the real virus. So it is working as designed.


But what I don’t understand is why this only happens to some people and why it doesn’t happen consistently every year. When I first started having the flu jab it would make me feel mucky for half a day or so — maybe less. But three years ago the vaccine contained bird flu (or was it swine flu?) and that knocked me out for well over a week! (Unless I did actually catch flu at the same time I had the jab — unlikely, methinks.) Last year the inoculation flattened me a for a couple of days. This year it has done much the same.
Yes, OK, it is my immune system working as designed. But is this “excessive” reaction a sign that I have a good strong immune system that gets to work quickly and well? Or is it a sign that I have a weakened immune system which is struggling to catch up? Dunno.
I find this whole reaction (side-effect) curious.
Anyway, as I said, I spent yesterday curled up under the duvet. The curiosity here is “curled up”.
Now I normally sleep flat out. Either on my back or (more usually) on my front; and I always have done ever since I can remember. And Noreen will tell you I’m normally spread-eagled across the bed.
But yesterday I was curled up in a foetal position on my left side. I only ever do this when I’m ill. (Occasionally if very depressed I will curl in a foetal position on my right side; but never on my left side.) I’m guessing this is an ancient animal instinct to protect ones soft parts when most vulnerable (asleep). I’d also guess that being on my left side is because I am right-handed — this position leaves my stronger right hand free to smack any predator in the jaw. Maybe?
So just another curiosity.
I love curiosities!