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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.

Where do they get this stuff? And who buys it?

Our irregular spotlight on the amusing and downright weird from our local auction houses.

A brass and glass cylindrical clock, the hours marked on a brass sphere with moving miniature fish.

A decorative picture of a 1914 London bus, made from watch parts …

An 833 silver small tray, and 3 800 forks and a similar souvenir teaspoon, 8.2 ozs, together with 6 fish knives and 11 forks with filled silver King’s pattern handles, 2 foreign small forks, and 4 brushes with blue enamelled silver backs

Yes, I read that as three thousand eight hundred forks as well!

A wonderful interesting lot on two shelves including old tins, a light depicting a golf ball and club, bakelite objects, cameras, an unusual dome barometer, medicine bottles, shells, postal scales, Davey lamp, miniature dominoes, a tin of old brass door furniture, cast iron stamps, etc.

You just know anything beginning “an interesting lot” is going to be a pile of old toot.

An old boxed brass and iron sexton marked Hezzanith endless tangent screw, an electrical Weston Union Cablegrams sign, and a boxed wind meter marked V.E.B. Anemometerbou, Dresden.

And who doesn’t want an “endless tangent screw”?

Four cuckoo clocks, Bonzo figurine and ashtray, wooden shoetrees, two tambourines, five cameras … Matchbox Rolls Royce, a pair of barleytwist candlesticks, fire warden/football rattle, etc.

A shelf of god quality glass including a quantity of lustre drops and facetted spheres, studio glass blue and amber vase, lampshades, vases, glasses, pintray, cakestand, a brass light fitting in the form of a flying cherub, etc.

With a flying cherub it must be “god quality”!

An old swordfish rostrum, 33 ins long

Makes a change from the usual collection of stuffed beavers and foxes.

2 African throwing spears in leather and fur, each with with steel blade and pointed end, 32 ins.

A Portuguese caldas Palissy ware dish applied with amphibians on a shredded ground, and a pottery portrait roundel of Dante with wrought iron suspension dated 1871-1921.

A moose head with six point antlers on shield shape wall mount.

A 1950′s full length beaver lamb coat with bobble buttons.

Two cartons containing 1920′s and 30′s under garments including satin embroidered nightdresses, silk underwear and stockings, wool ‘Chilprufe’ long johns, many in original packaging, Aertex vests, children’s knitted slippers with leather soles, knitted bootees and socks, fur tails, etc.

An ancient wheelbarrow in creosoted elm with an iron wheel.

Word of the Week : Decorticate

Decorticate (verb).

  1. To remove the bark, rind, or husk from; to strip of its bark. Hence, to divest of what conceals, to expose.
  2. To ‘flay’ or to peel.

Decorticate (adjective).

  1. Destitute of a cortex or cortical layer (applied specifically to some lichens).

When I was a child I remember my mother always used to describe a peculiarly tasteless wine (usually her own home-made wine) as being “like decorticated cardboard”. Somehow one didn’t have to be told exactly what the word meant!

Listography : Christmas Tunes

I haven’t done Kate’s Listography for a couple of weeks and this week it’s being hosted by Alma at These Precious Things. Getting into the spirit of the season Alma is asking us to nominate our five favourite Christmas Songs.

Hmmm …. Well I don’t do Christmas songs in the sense that is meant: those produced by the “popular music combo”. 🙂

But I do do Christmas music, so here are five nominations.

Carols. I like most carols, but the traditional ones are better. There are a few which I abhor: never bring me Away in a Manger, In the Bleak Midwinter, or anything made of modern concrete block music. But I’ll take most of the traditional carols for a good sing, or authentic renditions by groups like The York Waits.

Heinrich Schutz, Weihnachtshistorie. The Christmas Story as told by the 17th century German composer, contemporary of Monteverdi, who also worked in Venice. Which is brilliant as I recall it includes tropes where the singers are asked to perform in similitudine pastorum (in the likeness of shepherds).

Bach, Christmas Oratorio. Well it’s actually six short oratorios in total for the Christmas season, starting with Christmas Day. Great music, which you all probably know — although you probably don’t know that you do!

Handel, Messiah. The traditional Christmas concert piece. I still love it after all these years, largely because I sang it when still at school (over 40 years ago!) — and I still carry chunks of the bass and tenor parts in my head!

Church Bells. Until a few years ago, BBC Radio 3 or Radio 4 always used to start Christmas Day with a short programme (usually only 10-15 minutes) of a variety English church bells. Yes, that quintessentially English tradition of change ringing. What a glorious way to start Christmas Day. Sadly that programme is no more. It should be revived.

Now how do The Pogues beat any of this? 🙂

Reasons to be Grateful 3

OK the experiment is into week three: this week’s five things which have made me happy or for which I’m grateful:

    Harry the Cat

  1. Cats. Harry the Cat has been especially friendly this week, which is nice. He’s resting next to me on my desk as I write this, just as in the photo. He’s not so welcome though is when he throws up on the bed at 6am!
  2. Lamb & Kidney Pie. This has become one of Noreen’s specialities. Make it like Steak and Kidney only with lamb neck fillet instead of beef: cheaper and tastier.
  3. Parrots. Or rather Ring-Neck Parakeets, which seem to be spreading rapidly around London. We regularly have them in the garden — fun and colourful. And yesterday driving out of central London at dusk we saw several groups, one of 100 birds, flying off to Wormwood Scrubs where there is a nightly roost of 2500 birds.
  4. Vegetables in Cheese Sauce. A much loved favourite of my childhood when it was usually either runner beans or butter beans, we recently resurrected this as a quick, simple and cheap meal. Cook the veg (anything of your choice, root veg works well as do beans, cauliflower, fennel, potato, Jerusalem artichokes etc.) and serve with a good thick cheese sauce. Real comfort food.
  5. Wild Boar Sausages. Eaten yesterday with red cabbage at the Queen’s Head & Artichoke in Albany Street.

A foodie week, then. And off shortly to eat a pork version of Osso Buco (known here as Osso Piggo). Mmmmm …

Who do they think I am?

A couple of days ago I was grubbing around in Stumbleupon and setting up a profile of interests. Based on what I had already flagged Stumbleupon suggested I might like to add the following of interests in just these juxtapositions:

  • Philosophy
  • Science Fiction
  • Neuroscience

  • Mythology
  • Mechanical Engineering
  • Babies

Am I really that strange?