Our monthly look at what happened 100 years ago.
This day, 9 January 1923 saw …

Our monthly look at what happened 100 years ago.
This day, 9 January 1923 saw …
Today is the first Sunday in Advent, so it’s that time when I, like many others, would normally be running an Advent Calendar of blog posts. And then for a few days either side of New Year have a series of posts summarising the year past and looking forward to the year to come.
However I’ve decided that this year I’m going to do none of that. I just don’t have the stomach for it this year, and cannot make myself invest the time in something I see as increasingly pointless. What price predictions in this increasingly dystopian world? I’ve also struggled to find a suitable and interesting subject for an Advent Calendar – at least in terms of something that sufficiently captivates me and which is not hemmed in with copyright etc. restrictions.
At the end of the day that’s probably all down to depression, and having the brain frazzled by recent illness.
Nonetheless my monthly posts are planned to continue through next year. So you’ll still have regular quiz questions, quotes, links to interesting items and my unblogged month. In addition, next year I’m adding, on a single (variable) day each month, an “On This Day” post for 100 years ago – yes, just one day a month something from 1923 that happened on that day.
So, sorry, but whatever the reason, the brain isn’t going to hack it all this year. Hopefully at least the Advent Calendar will return next year.
During October, while I’ve been ill, I’ve been watching some of the Rugby League World Cup on TV.
I cannot understand the game or its attraction.
Think upon it thus-wise …
The game is totally sterile and pointless.
And then they try playing it in wheelchairs!
Compare with Rugby Union, where the scrums and line-outs are properly contested; penalties mean something; the tackled player-with-ball sets up ruck and maul which become a contest for the ball; and much more invention in passing and kicking flows from this.
I just cannot see why Rugby League even exists, let alone why anyone would want to play it.
Sometime in early August, Emma Beddington wrote an article in the Guardian under the title Ignore those lists of goals to hit by age 30 – here’s what you should have done by 47.
Well I’m a bit past worrying about either 30 or 47, but it did get me thinking. I wonder what achievements and landmarks I managed in each decade of my life so far? Well here’s a list. It’s all a bit frightening really, when written down like this …
0 to 10
10 to 20
20 to 30
30 to 40
40 to 50
50 to 60
60 to 70
Over 70
That includes a number of things I never dreamt I’d do, like visiting Eton College (and drinking their champagne); meeting an Earl who was also a former Cabinet minister; dining at the Ritz; attending a Buckingham Palace Garden Party.
So even if I exclude the things we all do – like reading, writing and losing parents – that’s still a somewhat mind-boggling list for a mediocre grammar school boy!
However I don’t really feel it is exceptional. Mostly because I’ve drifted; I’ve gone where the wind took me; none of this was a pre-planned long-term objective, because I’ve never had a life (or career) plan. I’ve done what was there at the time. If you’d asked me at 11, 18, or even 21, I couldn’t have predicted any of this (except the very obvious). And I find that somewhat scary.
As I said yesterday, we do live in interesting times. In the last 5-and-a-bit years we’ve seen …
In the UK
Worldwide
That’s what I can remember. And we haven’t even mentioned climate change, or a rash of celebs being arraigned for sexual abuse!
I challenge anyone to find me a more “interesting” 5 years, excepting around WWI and WWII.
Interesting times, indeed.
So our pathetic government appear to have decided that all Covid-19 restrictions will be removed in two weeks time, as part of the plan to save Boris’s skin. Basically they seem to be saying that Covid is over, the case numbers are falling rapidly, there’s no longer any need to isolate, and we can all go back to normal. [1,2] Essentially this says “we don’t care; go back to normal; if you get Covid well tough luck, but it is now only a cold so continue going to work and spreading the disease further”.
Let’s look at this.
But it is worse than this …
Is it any wonder the vulnerable and the disabled are worried. They feel that the government doesn’t care about them and wants them out of sight and out of (their) mind. (From a personal perspective, friends are going to increasingly not understand of one’s avoidance of social gatherings etc.)
I have seen a number of respected scientists, including some members of Independent SAGE [9], suggesting that the government’s proposed action is nothing less than “criminal negligence”. We don’t know what is round the corner in terms of new variants, so they could well come back and bite us in the bum at any time. And when it does the consequences are going to be a direct result of yet further government failure.
Whether it is actually “criminally negligent” only a court could decide, but I would certainly class it as totally stupid and intensely unethical.
[1] Guardian; 09/02/2022; https://www.theguardian.com/world/2022/feb/09/covid-rules-axed-england-is-pandemic-end-really-in-sight
[2] BBC News; 09/02/2022; https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-60319947
[3] Independent SAGE; 04/02/2022; https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=21TKKKFfGYo
[4] Zoe Covid Update; 03/02/2022; https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MUfjJ1z-a6s
[5] Zoe Covid Update; 10/02/2022; https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z2Zm9OcULDs
[6] Telegraph; 24/12/2021; https://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/2021/12/24/fourth-jabs-possible-covid-booster-immunity-will-fall-millions/
[7] University of Edinburgh; 21/12/2021; https://www.ed.ac.uk/news/2021/covid-19-vaccine-protection-wanes-three-months
[8] QCovid Risk Calculator; https://qcovid.org/
[9] Independent SAGE; https://www.independentsage.org/
Once again this year I’ve brought my crystal ball out of retirement and asked it, and my dowsing pendulum, to help me guess what may happen during 2022.
Prognostication has been difficult again this year because of all the continuing unknowns and variables. This is due in large part to the Covid-19 situation, but also the on-going fall-out from Brexit and a dysfunctional UK government.
As before, I’ve divided the predictions into sections: General, World, UK, and Personal. Various items are redacted (although I have them documented) as some might be especially sensitive.
General
World
UK
Personal
Five items, including possible deaths redacted from here as the content is bound to be sensitive to people I know. However these items are documented in my files and will be tracked.
Obviously I shall try to keep track and will hope to publish the results at the end of the year. Let’s hope we have a better success rate this year and that the worst of the predictions don’t come to pass.
Over on her blog the other day my friend Katy said …
This morning I chanced upon a short thread on Twitter in which Emma Wayland writes a list of things she would gift to someone who was struggling and needed cheer.
… and asked us to say what would be on our list.
So here are some immediate thoughts from me, in no particular order.
Like Katy, I’ll ask what’s on your list?
In 2014 we funded the council to plant a street tree outside our house. They planted a small Gleditsia sp. – a honey locust. They’re lovely trees with vibrant green leaves from May to October. And, although they’re not native to the UK, they’re good street trees as they’re ornamental and attractive but without casting deep shade. After a slow-ish start, in the last couple of years it has taken off – I reckon it’s grown around 3 feet this summer alone.
Being autumn it is now turning a glorious yellow – although I doubt it is going to go the deep gold it has in the last two autumns. On Saturday I took advantage of the sun and went out to photograph it. Here it is, a street tree in all it’s glory in its suburban setting.
Like all trees, street trees are incredibly important; they help reduce the temperature on hot streets, control water run-off, absorb CO2 and enhance our mental health. So we need more as a part of expanding tree cover to combat climate change. Sadly, though, in many areas they’re increasingly under threat. Which is why we did our small part in funding an extra tree. And, more generally, why we’ve crammed as many trees as we sensibly can into our suburban garden.
I’m sure most of our neighbours don’t care about trees if they even notice them. Some people and organisations are positively anti-tree, seeing them having no purpose, creating a nuisance, and threatening the foundations of their houses. (This latter is, of course, true if they’re planted in the wrong place.)
Fortunately not everyone feels this way and there is a growing realisation of the importance of street trees – indeed all trees. As Spaceship Earth say:
Wed 1 | Another first today. During lunch, for just a few seconds, a Garden Warbler skulking through the shrubbery outside the Dining Room window. |
Thu 2 | A very busy 2 days. Actually got done everything I needed to, but that’s not everything on my desk. |
Fri 3 | Sitting waiting for the supermarket delivery this morning, saw the clock on the cooker say 11:11. I’m always fascinated by times like this which show a pattern, like 01:23, 23:45. |
Sat 4 | Retrieved the two wasp traps that were put out last Saturday. Not a wasp to be counted – again! Very disappointing, but not a great surprise. |
Sun 5 | Another day struggling with the depression: sleeping too much; not eating properly; having to resist an excess of gin. |
Mon 6 | Payday; and time to do the monthly accounts. We’re solvent for another month – even after paying our outstanding income tax. Result! |
Tue 7 | We bought some Granny Smith apples a few weeks ago, but never used them. Still in their supermarket wrapper they’ve kept well on the sideboard and ripened to a greenish yellow. To my surprise they were rather good: crisp, juicy and slightly sweet: unlike the green cannonballs we are normally sold. |
Wed 8 | A lovely warm sunny day as it was 42 years ago when N and I were bound together at St Peter’s, Acton Green. |
Thu 9 | If anything happened today, I didn’t notice. Too busy analysing survey data. |
Fri 10 | It’s Saturday, so why is EastEnders on TV. Oh! Wait! It’s actually Friday! |
Sat 11 | There’s a big group on Facebook about the new recipe Felix catfood making cats ill. I’ve been running a survey to try to gather evidence rather than anecdote. Today I finished analysing the 499 records. |
Sun 12 | Just what are DPD doing delivering on a Sunday? They said the package would arrive Monday, but lo, here it is today. One does not expect this of any courier company. |
Mon 13 | What did I do today? Apart from starting the production of some pate, I have no clue. |
Tue 14 | So the hospital have finally decided to cancel my 2019/20 sleep study because of Covid. So glad they’ve finally caught up with reality. |
Wed 15 | Hurry, hurry, hurry … we’ve just realised we need the website updated … today! |
Thu 16 | Spent most of the day horizontal. Too dizzy in the head for vertical hold to engage properly. |
Fri 17 | Vertical hold working intermittently today, which is an improvement. But still not good. |
Sat 18 | What happened there? Awake-ish at 0600 with a purring, upside-down, cat for company. Next I know it’s 12 noon! But at least vertical hold is restored if not full functionality. |
Sun 19 | Got some British apples in the supermarket delivery this week – and so I should think at this time of year! Suffolk Pink (a fairly new and unusual variety) and Worcester. The Worcester were good, quite sweet but not over juicy. The Suffolk Pink, although more tart were juicier and crunchier which I prefer. |
Mon 20 | A day of fiddling about and catching up. Really fed up with the depression and inability to do anything. |
Tue 21 | Picked almost 3kg runner beans. Sadly they’ve been rather neglected so many are over grown and very stringy. But 4x 200+gm packs frozen. The rest stripped for the beans inside which gave another 600-ish gm. |
Wed 22 | Put some of the beans salvaged yesterday from our overgrown runners, in tonight’s casserole. And they were good. We Brits are apparently the only ones who eat the pods; everyone else grows them for the beans – and I quite see why! |
Thu 23 | A voyage of discovery trying to understand how to create flipbooks for websites without having to pay for someone else’s cloud storage. |
Fri 24 | Flu jabs are go! Invitation by text from GP. Booked in for next week. |
Sat 25 | That’s another acquaintance gone: Lord Gowrie who was President of the Anthony Powell Society. Former Minister for the Arts. Erudite, knowledgeable, and always friendly. |
Sun 26 | It could almost be Christmas: roast duck followed by biscuits and cheese (with red wine and port, of course). |
Mon 27 | Awoke early to belting rain, half a gale and Stygian gloom. A lovely sunny day by lunchtime, if still breezy. |
Tue 28 | Time to remove a bird’s nest amount of hair from my head. N doesn’t like it this short, but it’s a lot more comfortable and I can do it myself (with N’s assist). |
Wed 29 | It’s flu jab day, today! Let’s see if it knocks me out this year – like it does most years for a day or so. |
Thu 30 | Picked another 28 big red ripe chillies from the plants on the study windowsill. That’s 92 so far this summer, and there’s more to come; we should make well over 100. Almost all have gone in the freezer; they should keep us going for years!![]() ![]() |