Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Mindfulness Day



Yesterday, September 12, was the world's first Mindfulness Day. Started by Massachusetts-based Wisdom Publications, Mindfulness Day coincides with the 20th anniversary of the book "Mindfulness In Plain English."

Perhaps you could consider sporting a fully functional smartphone brain scanner consisting of a low-cost 14-channel EEG headset with a wireless connection to a smartphone (Nokia N900), enabling minimally invasive EEG monitoring in naturalistic settings?

Chicks will dig it.

Monday, September 12, 2011

The Luminous Fish Effect

My brother Vince - like Einstein and Pauli, once on the faculty of ETH in Zurich - tells me that the equations on the boards in The Big Bang Theory are valid physics. The Bomber - currently of Azeroth - tells me that the show's World of Warcraft references are all accurate to the last ostrich.

Perhaps I shouldn't have been so astounded when I read Glow cat: fluorescent green felines could help study of HIV in the Guardian?

"The GFP gene, which has its origins in jellyfish, expresses proteins that fluoresce when illuminated with certain frequencies of light" it appears, so even Sheldon's attempt to create Luminous Fish after reading an article about Japanese scientist who inserted DNA of jellyfish into other animals wasn't just plucked out of the air.

Sunday, September 11, 2011

Half Time

The Bomber started throwing up yesterday afternoon and then regurgitated anything else I tried to get him to eat for the rest of the day. He can sip water but that is about the limit at the moment.

Wales are ten six down against South Africa at half time.

Ben's better than he was last night though, and Wales are improving after a terrible start so maybe things are looking up.

Saturday, September 10, 2011

A Thousand Clowns

If things aren't funny then they're exactly what they are; and then they're like a long dental appointment.
My brother John got me the text of play (Icons passim) as a present and I've now found the films as a moody YouTube playlist. I'd still be happy to shekel out for a kosher DVD or iTunes download, but needs must.

Friday, September 09, 2011

Notes and Highlights

Kerala was probably the biblical Ophir from where King Solomon received apes, ivory and peacocks. It was at this period that pioneering Jewish traders seem to have first crossed the Red and Arabian seas to bring the pungent flavours of India to the Middle East and the Mediterranean world.
I'm reading the kindle edition of William Dalrymple's Nine Lives at the moment and I was struck by the passage above when I was passing time with it in the dentist's waiting room yesterday morning. (I actually had a little email correspondance with Dalyrmple about Kerala's St Thomas Christians before I went there over the 2003/4 New Year.)

So for the first time I used the kindle's highlight feature to tag the text. Actually I did it on the PC version when I got back the office, but Amazon synchronizes your annotations across all the platforms you use.

You can look at your notes on books at https://kindle.amazon.com/your_highlights.

This would be a great feature if you were studying.

Thursday, September 08, 2011

AdChoices

The other day, after I booked a flight on easyJet for a friend at the Mills who doesn't have a computer never mind the internet, I was surprised to notice easyJet adds popping up for me on various other sites.

I wonder if the culprit is AdChoices?
While Google often shows you ads based on the content of the page you are viewing, we also show some ads based on the types of websites you visit, view, or where you interact with an ad or other Google product supported by Google's advertising services. In doing this, Google doesn't know your name or any other personal information about you. Google simply recognizes the number stored in your browser on the DoubleClick cookie, and shows ads related to the interest and inferred demographic categories associated with that cookie. It's our goal to make these ads as relevant and useful as possible for you. Google doesn't create categories, or show ads, based on sensitive topics such as race, religion, sexual orientation, or health.
I just stumbled on it. I am surpised I haven't heard about it before and that it is not more controversial.

Wednesday, September 07, 2011

the kiss did not result in any formal action

Am I the only one who finds the sex claims and the 'wild ways' of Microsoft bosses rather endearingly staid? "Miss Redmond denied the short-skirt allegation although Ms Chughtai confirmed Mr Negus asked her to flutter her eyelashes." The horror, the horror.

Mr. Justice Cocklecarrot said “As it seems quite impossible to conduct in a normal manner any case in which these little gentlemen are involved, I suppose I may as well make a kind of summing-up. If the jury think that Mr. Rincewind was pushed from the ladder, they will consider his claim for damages reasonable. If, however, they are satisfied that he was not pushed but fell, as it were, of his own volition, their duty is clear. One thing that has struck me as odd about the case – apart from the interludes of lunacy which we have all deplored – is the fact that Miss Milton awaited the marauder, calmly allowing the ladder to be laid against her, as though she were a wall. She must have heard the approaching steps of this little bravo, and descried his face as it was advanced menacingly towards the goal of his unlawful whim – I refer to the perilously beautiful ear of the defendant. Now, Mrs. Webcross has assured us that ladder-gallantry is not part of the everyday life at her boarding establishment, yet Miss Milton expressed no surprise when she felt the ladder against her body, nor when she saw this little gentleman’s moon-face gazing up to her. I am puzzled; and I am bound to add that the two learned counsel have merely confused the issue by their prodigious display of idiocy and incompetence. I will end on that note. It is for the jury to make what they can of all this nonsense.”

Tuesday, September 06, 2011

Making it easier?



This is facebook's idea of how to make it easier to share your location God help us. There are six Buckingam Palace's sharing the same location in the fb universe. Steven Moffat could get an episode of Dr Who out of that.

Monday, September 05, 2011

Inspector Gadget

Our police auction system got a mention on the latest episode of the Gadget Show last week. It is fourteen minutes into http://fwd.channel5.com/gadget-show/videos/full-episodes/tgs-series-16-series-16-episode-3.

Fleeting as it was, it certainly seems to have sent a lot of traffic our way.

I also notice that we are mentioned on a Dominic Littlewood page on the show's site - see http://fwd.channel5.com/adv/more-from-your-money.

It looks like 2008's One Show film (Icons passim) casts a long shadow.

Sunday, September 04, 2011

I give up

I'm just back from the Richmond to Windsor bike ride, I did Bikram yoga yesterday and my exercise log tells me I have been weight training more than five hundred times since I took up triathlons.

Now the Mail has come along to tell us Jab to end baldness 'ready in five years' using fat cells from sagging bellies.

I wish I had just stayed in bed.

Saturday, September 03, 2011

Though and I are too wise

I made my second trip to the Globe (Icons passim) last night for a hugely enjoyable romp through Much Ado About Nothing that was curiously improved by having the butler from The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air as Leonarto.

It was only a fiver to stand with the groundlings. Why don't I go more often? I can tube it to and from London Bridge in no time at all, and the theatre's only a few minutes from the station.

Friday, September 02, 2011

Wales and England

At the start of the season Dai Greene complained that, despite winning European and Commonwealth titles in 2010, the world’s best 400 metres hurdlers had still probably never heard of him. Well now they have.
A gold medal for an imperious Welshman in the athletics world championship is good news. I am also pleased for the delightfully monikered Hannah England

Thursday, September 01, 2011

one step forward, two back

Blogger's got a new interface. I can make neither head nor tail of it. How do I add a link for the title, for example?

Yours, confused.

Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Venus and Mars



The Cornell Creative Machines Lab has managed to produce stubborn, pig ignorant, insufferably arrogant and self important AI Chatbots with a taste for theologically naive religious controversy.

Can it be that the Turing test will finally be passed by an irrationally ranting and raving robot?

I live in hope.

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

quod scripsi, scripsi

I'm back in London after a Bank Holiday weekend in Cardiff.

There's no internet in my mum and dad's house but there is Sky Sport so I watched in disbelief as Arsenal were humiliated 8-2 by Manchester United.

Ans so it came to pass that Icons passim were right on the button:
They've got to play a resurgent Liverpool at home on Saturday and then Manchester United away the week after that. If they don't luck out against either of them, they could go into September with only a single point in the Premiere League.
The next home game at the Emirates is Swansea who haven't managed to score a goal at all so far this season."Get ready to feel the thunder!" as Po has so shrewdly remarked.

Friday, August 26, 2011

Radio Silence



We are off to Wales for the Bank Holiday weekend. I wonder where himself will want to go?

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Jumpers for Goal Posts

It's good to see Arsenal through to the Champions League after last night's win in Italy.

Before football was run by supremely rich oligarchs, a jetset playboy such as myself would probably have found polo and motor racing more of a diversion.

I am still at heart more a merino than a Mourinho man.

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

White Water Rafting

We're going to Wales over the Bank Holiday weekend so I have booked the Bomber, his cousin and myself into Cardiff International White Water on Sunday morning.

The son and heir has done a sailing course at the Wimbledon Park Watersports Centre this Summer to complement the multi watersports course he did at the same place a couple of years ago (Icons passim).

I wonder if there is any central register I could use to record the courses he's been on? He mentioned that a few of the kids sailing had a log book of some sort but I've no idea what it was.

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

I spy with my little eye

Police images of looting wanted in Mitcham and Colliers Wood. Anyone with information should call Merton Police on 020 8649 3206.

Monday, August 22, 2011

Deep Dark Secret

Any comments you may have about yesterday should be sent to Deep Dark Secret (5.2% abv) - the award-winning liquorice porter - c/o Northern Brewing rather than to me.

Thank you very much.

Sunday, August 21, 2011

What are we waiting for this Sunday?

I am waiting for the second coming
And I am waiting
For a religious revival
To sweep thru the state of Arizona
And I am waiting
For the grapes of wrath to stored
And I am waiting
For them to prove
That God is really American
And I am waiting
To see God on television
Piped into church altars
If they can find
The right channel
To tune it in on
And I am waiting
for the last supper to be served again
and a strange new appetizer
and I am perpetually awaiting
a rebirth of wonder
Lawrence Ferlinghetti (in Cardiff)

Saturday, August 20, 2011

gnarly

Hola, amigos. Must run. I am off to a legendary International Skateboarding Spectacle with the Bomber and I am little behind schedule.

Data later, skater.

Friday, August 19, 2011

Butetown



Tiger Bay back in the day.

Thursday, August 18, 2011

rekindle

I'm reading Quantum: Einstein, Bohr and the Great Debate About the Nature of Reality on the Kindle at the moment. It is a splendid narrative indeed and retails for 99p only in digital form. I wonder how on earth the economics of that pan out?

I recommend it heartily to the science teaching Vince and the the science teaching Chris who sometimes pop their heads in here. (ETH in Switzerland, where Vince was an academic in an earlier life features quite a lot in the pages on Einsten, and Chris is the guy who introduced me to Amazon's e-book reader. It's all deeply intertwingled.)

In a related development I have pre-ordered 1Q84 (See Icons passim for Haruki Murakami) so I imagine that it will simply appear on the Kindle menu when it is published on 18 October. This has got to be the way forward.

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

Gunner be a long season

I was at the Emirates last night to see Arsenal labour to a 1-o victory over Udinese in the first leg of their Champions' League qualifier.

They've got to play a resurgent Liverpool at home on Saturday and then Manchester United away the week after that. If they don't luck out against either of them, they could go into September with only a single point in the Premiere League.

What price Wenger then? Up until yesterday I thought that perhaps history would reveal Arsene's resistance to blandishments to splash the cash, and his insistence that the club spends within its means meant he was building an institution that would survive and thrive come the inevitable retrenchments in the game once the TV money dries up and billionaires tire of their playthings.

Now I have my doubts.

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Concrete Circus



The Bomber and I injected some money into the local economy over the weekend by buying inline skates at the riot-hit Sports World store.

On Sunday we skated all the way back to his Mum's in Morden. I was as tired and as sweat stained as ever I can remember, even with my skates giving up the ghost (blade collapsing to an angle) some way from our destination. I imagine that they weren't designed to bear a load as heavy, clumsy and daft as yours truly.

Himself finished fresh as a daisy.

Monday, August 15, 2011

Cardiff City 3 Bristol City 1

Cardiff City yesterday climbed to the top of the Championship table after a comfortable 3-1 victory at home to Bristol City.
Today I will mostly be reposing in a a state of imperturbable tranquility.

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Wales 19 England 9

A belter of a Test match. Fast, furious and a real kick in the pants for England. But let’s not talk about that load of rubbish because the Welsh effort was quite remarkable.
Wales will never, ever concede as much territory and possession as they did in an appalling first half for them and win a Test match. But what the heck. They did, through a combination of gritty, organised defence and an attacking display from England which moved from the inept to the laughable. You could see how much the victory meant to Wales. All of a sudden they are contenders again.
Today I will mostly be reposing in a a state of imperturbable tranquility.

Saturday, August 13, 2011

QR Codes

qrcode

I know I'm late to the party, but I'm starting to wonder of there's not a role for QR Codes in our various apps somewhere or other.

Friday, August 12, 2011

English Riots


The BBC has instructed presenters to refer to "English" instead of "UK" riots in case they upset residents of other regions.

In its latest dictum on how to cover the unrest, the corporation said it was changing policy "in recognition of the sensitivities involved for people in Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland".
Quite right too.


Why not come along to AbbeyFest tonight? It is only a matter of a couple of hundred yards or so from the burned out Tandem Centre but the show goes on.




In the words of the incomparable Peggy Lee:




I stood there shivering in my pajamas and watched the whole world go up in flames.
And when it was all over I said to myself, "Is that all there is to a fire?"

Is that all there is, is that all there is
If that's all there is my friends, then let's keep dancing
Let's break out the booze and have a ball
If that's all there is

Thursday, August 11, 2011

My head in the clouds

SEATTLE, Aug 10, 2011 (BUSINESS WIRE) -- (NASDAQ: AMZN) - For over two years, Amazon has been offering a wide selection of free Kindle reading apps that enable customers to "Buy Once, Read Everywhere." Customers can already read Kindle books on the largest number of the most popular devices and platforms, including Kindles, iPads, iPhones, iPod touches, PCs, Macs, Android phones and tablets, and BlackBerrys. Today, Amazon.com announced Kindle Cloud Reader, its latest Kindle reading application that leverages HTML5 and enables customers to read Kindle books instantly using only their web browser - online or offline - with no downloading or installation required. As with all Kindle apps, Kindle Cloud Reader automatically synchronizes your Kindle library, as well as your last page read, bookmarks, notes, and highlights for all of your Kindle books, no matter how you choose to read them. Kindle Cloud Reader with its integrated touch optimized Kindle Store is available starting today for Safari on iPad, Safari on desktop and Chrome at http://www.amazon.com/cloudreader.

"We are excited to take this leap forward in our 'Buy Once, Read Everywhere' mission and help customers access their library instantly from anywhere," said Dorothy Nicholls, Director, Amazon Kindle. "We have written the application from the ground up in HTML5, so that customers can also access their content offline directly from their browser. The flexibility of HTML5 allows us to build one application that automatically adapts to the platform you're using - from Chrome to iOS. To make it easy and seamless to discover new books, we've added an integrated, touch optimized store directly into Cloud Reader, allowing customers one click access to a vast selection of books."
I've tried this out and it seems to work a treat with a UK account. It is interesting to see Amazon going down the same HTML5 online/offline route that we are currently recommending to clients.

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

End Game

Amazing news from the WBI time machine; it is more than four years (Icons passim) since the Burglar advised me on the Bomber's chess education.

It seems to have paid off as he beat me for the first time last night.


As an aside, when I read chess prodigy Josh Waitzkin's book recently, I was impressed to find him giving the same advice that the Burglar doled out in 2007. That is to say, when learning focus on end games rather than openings.
Lifetimes can be spent memorizing and keeping up with the evolving Encyclopedia of Chess Openings (ECO). They are an addiction, with perilous psychological effects. It is a little like developing the habit of stealing the test from your teacher’s desk instead of learning how to do the math. You may pass the test, but you learn absolutely nothing.

Most of my early rivals were gifted children, and they were prepared with hundreds of traps with which they could win right off the bat. Playing against these kids was like walking through a minefield, but I was good enough on my feet to navigate most of the danger. I often came out of the openings in a little bit of trouble, but then I took control. As our games progressed, my opponents moved away from their area of comfort while I grew stronger and more confident. They wanted to win before the battle began, but I loved the struggle that was the heart of chess. In both the short term and the long term, these kids were crippled
[by their primary focus on opening study]

Tuesday, August 09, 2011

the bush telegraph

The Bomber came back home from the park a little earlier than I had required of him last night.

"Someone's sister got a message saying there was going to be a riot," he said. "So we all went home."

UPDATE: Riots spread to Colliers Wood Tandem shopping centre, says the local paper this morning, so I guess she was right.

I wonder if we will read any editorial comment about social media enabling non-feral kids to steer clear of this madness? I bet not.

Monday, August 08, 2011

the good life

I cooked some spuds from the garden on Saturday. This is the first time in my entire life that I have eaten anything I have grown myself.

By a strange coincidence, the Bomber and I also picked some blackberries in Wandle Park when we met up with the Hendries doing the same thing walking their dog, and plunged in just to be sociable.

I was astounded subsequently to see that 150g of blackberries go for £2 in Sainsbury's.

I hope to get around to the Telegraph's Blackberry and pinot noir jam recipe with the results of our foraging though I am unclear as to what pectin is or where you get it.

Sunday, August 07, 2011

a hiding to nothing

Tottenham is in flames, rioting link it's 1985 again, and closer to home the police have closed Colliers Wood Rec after a stabbing.

Welcome to the weekend

Saturday, August 06, 2011

the horror, the horror.

One-hundred and thirty years ago this month, William Gladstone's Liberal government passed an act which would change the culture, politics, and even the architecture of Wales, for over a century.

Sponsored by prominent Welsh nonconformists in the Liberal party, such as future Prime Minister David Lloyd George, the Sunday Closing (Wales) Act 1881 banned the sale of alcohol in Welsh pubs on the Sabbath.
The land of my fathers. My fathers can have it.

Friday, August 05, 2011

No Left Turn Unstoned





I practically wore out my impossibly glamorous imported Bantam paper back edition of Tom Wolfe's The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test when I was still in school; I probably came to it via the One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest video and on from it to Hunter Thompson.

Alex Gibney and Alison Ellwood’s MAGIC TRIP is a freewheeling portrait of Ken Kesey and the Merry Prankster’s fabled road trip across America in the legendary Magic Bus. In 1964, Ken Kesey, the famed author of “One Flew Over the Cuckoo’s Nest,” set off on a legendary, LSD-fuelled cross-country road trip to the New York World’s Fair. He was joined by “The Merry Band of Pranksters,” a renegade group of counterculture truth-seekers, including Neal Cassady, the American icon immortalized in Kerouac’s “On the Road,” and the driver and painter of the psychedelic Magic Bus. Kesey and the Pranksters intended to make a documentary about their trip, shooting footage on 16MM, but the film was never finished and the footage has remained virtually unseen. With MAGIC TRIP, Gibney and Ellwood were given unprecedented access to this raw footage by the Kesey family. They worked with the Film Foundation, HISTORY and the UCLA Film Archives to restore over 100 hours of film and audiotape, and have shaped an invaluable document of this extraordinary piece of American history.
I will be all over it like a cheap suit.

Thursday, August 04, 2011

a hot dense state

Raj: If I could speak the language of rabbits, they would be amazed and I would be their king... I would be kind to my rabbit subjects... at first.... One day, I hold a great ball for the President of France, but the rabbits don't come. I'm embarrassed so I eat all the lettuce in the world.. and make the rabbits watch.
The Adhesive Duck Deficiency
Raj: Big or small, I don't like rabbits. They always look like they're about to say something, but they never do.
The Wheaton Recurrence

Koothrappali's leporine paranoia is one of the many joys of The Big Bang Theory.
Even Prodnose is speechless.
Prodnose: ...........

Wednesday, August 03, 2011

Drink and the devil had done for the rest

I am back down in Cardiff today for Jimmy's funeral (Icons passim) which is not really a suitable topic for these spin-drift pages.

Instead you shall have another entry in an occasional series of ludicrously parochial Welsh chest-beating posts.

Tuesday, August 02, 2011

Hacked off

My Twitter account keeps on getting hacked via http://mobile.twitter.com/ - or perhaps more accurately that is where the dodgy posts come from

Twitter Mobile Webread, write, and direct messages access · Approved: Sat Jul 30 2011 12:36:07 (GMT Daylight Time)
The text above showed that it happened over the weekend. I revoked the permission yesterday, but it was reinstated last night. Time for a password change.

Why does every duck egg in the Western hemisphere seem to feel such a burning need to rain on my parade lately? Icons passim.

Monday, August 01, 2011

You can't get there from here

I met up with Kevin back in Cardiff over the weekend. The Bomber and his son got on very well which is a boon.

All in all, it is a long way from St Illtyd's to the Wall Street Journal.

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Gimme

When I got the Bomber his XBOX 360 I could only get the 4GB version as that was all that was in stock. He says it is full now so I need to add this hard disk expansion pack to my shopping list.

Saturday, July 30, 2011

Miss Rhondda Cynon Taf

I'm down in Wales and off the grid today so I am teeing this up on Friday.

In days when books like Bred of Heaven: One man's quest to reclaim his Welsh roots are being published:
Jasper Rees has always wanted to be Welsh. But despite Welsh grandparents (and a Welsh surname) he is an Englishman: by birth, upbringing and temperament. In this singular, hilarious love letter to a glorious country so often misunderstood, Rees sets out to achieve his goal of becoming a Welshman by learning to sing, play, work, worship, think - and above all, speak - like one.

Friday, July 29, 2011

Curiouser and courier

When I got in last night there was a card on the floor saying that a package had been left with a neighbour.

I thought at first it must be another deliver in the great Littlewoods scam, but when I picked it up I could see that it referred to the initial delivery of the TV.

Perhaps I have had my head turned by the rerun of Sherlock, but:

a. I am sure that the card wasn't there in the morning, as I make go through all the junk mail I have acquired each Thursday morning and put it out for recycling.

b. This means the card came through the letter box three days after the delivery had been made.

c. A logical conclusion is that someone had the card, with the intention of picking the parcel up pretending to be me.

Gosh.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Looking out for myself

Littlewoods are going to pick up the mystery telly today (see Icons Heri).

It seems that some chancer set up an account in my name and ordered it, and other stuff, on the tick.

I am somewhat bemused however, as it is me rather than him who has got the swag.

I have been advised by the retailer that I am a victim of identity theft and to check my credit status at http://www.equifax.co.uk/ though I haven't yet.

The plot thickens. Watch this space.

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Hunt for mystery benefactor

There was a knock on the door last night from a neighbour who had accepted a delivery on my behalf.

I've now got a Murphy 32 inch HD Ready Freeview Slim LED TV ( 2 x HDMI, 2 X Scart, 2 X USB, 1 X VGA and common interface. Gloss Black. Dimensions: H 21.2, W 30.8, D 7.5in).

It is certainly addressed to me but I didn't order it. I even tried logging on to the Littlewoods site to see if I had conjured it over the web and forgotten (though surely even I don't drink that much). There is no account with my email address.

I will try to get to the bottom of this mind-boggler, but in the meantime thank you very much anonymous admirer.

Tuesday, July 26, 2011

the law of genre

Breivik penned a 1,516-page manifesto titled 2083 - A European Declaration of Independence, under the pseudonym Andrew Berwick, which he emailed to 5,700 people hours before the attacks.[51] In the foreword, he refers to the attacks as "(...) sacrifices made in relation to the distribution of this book, the actual marketing operation". In the document he describes his background and discusses his political viewpoints.
I haven't read it but here is 2083 - A European Declaration of Independence.

Again:
In the foreword, he refers to the attacks as "(...) sacrifices made in relation to the distribution of this book, the actual marketing operation".
Dear God. Am I contributing to the success of massacre as a marketing operation? I don't know what to make of it at all. Suddenly Sean's The Ethics of Writing seems immediate rather than obscure.
Beginning amidst the tombs of the 'dead' God, and the crematoria at Auschwitz, this book, newly available in paperback, confronts the Nietzschean legacy through a Platonic focus. Plato argues in the Phaedrus that writing is dangerous because it can neither select its audience nor call upon its author to the rescue. Yet, he transgresses this ethical imperative in the Republic which has proved defenceless against use and abuse in the ideological foundation of totalitarian regimes. Burke goes on to analyse the dangerous games which Plato and Nietzsche played with posterity. At issue is how authors may protect against 'deviant readings' and assess 'the risk of writing'. Burke recommends an ethic of 'discursive containment'. The ethical question is the question of our times. Within critical theory, it has focused on the act of reading. This study reverses the terms of inquiry to analyse the ethical composition of the act of writing. What responsibility does an author bear for his legacy? Do 'catastrophic' misreadings of authors (e.g. Plato, Nietzsche) testify to authorial recklessness? These and other questions are the starting-point for a theory of authorial ethics which will be further developed in a forthcoming book on the interanimating thought of Emmanuel Levinas and Jacques Derrida. Continuing the mission of the 'returned author' begun in his pioneering book The Death and Return of the Author, Burke recommends the 'law of genre' as a contract drawn up between author and reader to establish ethical responsibility. Criticism, under this contract, becomes an ethical realm and realm of the ethical.

Monday, July 25, 2011

I Don't Want to Be Right

A sombre WBI time machine powered reflection this morning; on August 25, 2007 I wrote:
There's a guy in an office on our floor editing a documentary about Amy Winehouse that is being put together by the record company as an extra for a live concert DVD. That is an insignificant thing in itself, but it has made me read the press on the apparent maelstrom of her private life with a little more attention than I might otherwise muster, and with the appreciation that there is a flesh and blood human being at the centre of it.

Reading like that it is so clear that the press cares for nothing but the spectacle itself, and would be vicariously delighted if she did manage to kill herself, that I can't help but feel grubby just following the coverage.
The word turns on its head as Russell Brand (whom I previously considered - without ever watching or reading him - as an ass) writes movingly and with some little insight and compassion about her life and death.

Sunday, July 24, 2011

Sat Bains

I have fallen into the habit of playing cookery shows in the background on the BBC IPlayer while I am rattling the pots and pans.

Today I came across Sat Bains' chorizo eggs with scallops and coriander salt on Saturday Kitchen as I was conjuring an old-school Irish Stew. (Irish Stew in the name of the law!)

I haven't even tasted his dish yet and I want to have it for brunch every weekend for the rest of my life.

Love at first sight.

Friday, July 22, 2011

The Day Today

I have to run out of the door to Buckingham Palace now, then go to Surrey Police this afternoon, before coming back for AbbeyFest so I have not time to tug on your sleeve today.

Did you know that Surrey Police named their HQ "Mount Browne" after me? Modesty forbids.

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Great Technology

Here's the technology problem: you've got a warm, moisture-emitting object that also contains relatively dry components that you need to get from Point A to Point B with their form, heat, and chemical composition intact. Oh, and the top of the object is covered with a sticky, viscous substance. And you need to be able to do it by the millions, so the solution has to be cheap and mass producible.
The Bomber and I tried out http://www.peripizzagrill.co.uk/ at the bottom of the road last night. Who knew there was so much to it?

(None of it seems to be a NASA spin-off, unfortunately on this day of days.)

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

RIP

Uncle Jimmy died last night; a sad day for the family.

Tuesday, July 19, 2011

Plot Spoiler

The Bomber and I, like everyone else in this quadrant of the galaxy, went to see the latest and last Harry Potter movie over the weekend.

"There was more to Snape than an unchanging costume." Indeed, but - hands up - I did have an inkling.

Monday, July 18, 2011

the beginning of the end

“Let me turn to the reported displeasure of the Prime Minister and the Home Secretary of the relationship with Mr Wallis.
“At the time [I had] no reason for considering the contractual relationship to be a matter of concern.
“Unlike Mr Coulson, Mr Wallis had not resigned from the News of the World or, to the best of my knowledge been in any way associated with the original phone hacking investigation.”
No doubt that Sir Paul Stephenson was unwise to recuperate from an operation with a luxury freebie at Champneys, but he's certainly drawn blood from the PM with the paragraphs above. I am starting to wonder if the whole sorry saga might even bring down the government.

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Judy in Disguise



Les paroles de la chanson Judy In Disguise (With Glasses) de John Fred & His Playboy Band:
Come to me tonight, come to me tonight.
Taking everything in sight, except for the strings to my kite.

Friday, July 15, 2011

Son of Strelka



A guy the States has cut up the 2007 audiobook version of Barack Obama reading Dreams From My Father to create a whole new story.
In it—I will try to limit the spoilers—a demigod is born from a fruit tree, sets about creating the world, and eventually mates with a human woman to produce a son, called Stanley. "I was different, after all," explains the god-child. "A big yellow dog with a baleful howl, the body of a man, with well-defined thoughts." Stanley's journey is marked by armies of singing children, talking creatures with beating wings, wise Buddha, and apocalypses of falling buildings and burning skies.
I just want to hug my knees in delight whenever I think about this.

Thursday, July 14, 2011

Piscators


The Bomber pulled his first solo effort out of the Wandle yesterday. Though the picture is gone (see Icons Passim), the WBI time machine can still surprise me with the fact that it is five years ago that he first cast a line with John and family in a pool near The Barn.

Wednesday, July 13, 2011

Hide in plain site

“C.I.A. John,” the AP-profiled analyst-of-mystery responsible for tracking Osama bin Laden for more than a decade, has been spotted in a photo posted to the White House’s Flickr account.

Read the whole thing here:
It seems that although the man’s face was cropped out of the famous Situation Room photo, his pale yellow necktie was not. He also appeared to be unusually tall. The White House, as part of an all-out effort to trumpet its signature intelligence triumph, had released a number of photos on that day to media outlets around the world. Mr. Young simply checked the administration’s Flickr feed for shots of a man with the same build and taste in neckwear.

And there he was.

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

The Restaurant Inspector

Series 1 - Episode 6: Mamma Rosa.

The Mills' Italian appeared on a reality makeover show on struggling British restaurants last night. Fernando Peire, the director of London's Ivy restaurant, went undercover to sample the venue, food and service before revealing his identity and offering advice.

I know too many of the people who appeared in the programme to venture an opinion here without taking my life in my hands.

Monday, July 11, 2011

Head in the cloud

I finished Josh Waitzkin's The Art of Learning yesterday. It is an interesting hybrid of memoir and self-help book by someone who has competed at the highest level in two contrasting fields.
Josh Waitzkin knows what it means to be at the top of his game. A public figure since winning his first National Chess Championship at the age of nine, Waitzkin was catapulted into a media whirlwind as a teenager when his father's book Searching for Bobby Fischer was made into a major motion picture. After dominating the scholastic chess world for ten years, Waitzkin expanded his horizons, taking on the martial art Tai Chi Chuan and ultimately earning the title of World Champion. How was he able to reach the pinnacle of two disciplines that on the surface seem so different? "I've come to realize that what I am best at is not Tai Chi, and it is not chess," he says. "What I am best at is the art of learning."
I read a lot of it on my kindle on the Tube as I traveled to and from the West End on Saturday and then finished it on the netbook Sunday morning before I got up; the kindle software conveniently synchronizing how far I had read between the different platforms.

As I was reading I was naturally intrigued by the Searching for Bobby Fischer movie. Searching on Amazon, it wasn't easily available on DVD in the UK, but I could have got it as an ITunes download for £6.99, and think I probably would have if I had some sort of ITunes/TV connection set up, or perhaps if I was reading it on the IPad.

The days of books and DVDs are numbered.

Sunday, July 10, 2011

DEC



I worked with DEC on the Haiti appeal (Icons passim), they are good people. Someone suggested to me yesterday that the BBC's coverage of the drought was pandering. I was disgusted. Pandering of what to whom?

(I'm aware that it is an intransitive verb, I just got carried away.)

Saturday, July 09, 2011

Fings Ain't Wot They Used T'Be

Last night's post AbbeyFest party having degenerated into a spectacularly ill advised impromptu arm wrestling competition, I can hardly raise my coffee to my lips this morning.

None of us is getting any younger: Exhibit A


None of us is getting any younger: Exhibit B



The Expendables 2 can't come soon enough.

Friday, July 08, 2011

Mystic Meg should have seen this coming



Hat tip, "Skinny" O'Brien for the title and the video.

Thursday, July 07, 2011

a terrible miscalculation of scale


It occurs to me that I may have started to harvest my potatoes a little prematurely.

........... They crossed vast reaches of space in a journey lasting thousands of years before reaching their target where they attacked the first planet they encountered, Earth. Due to a terrible miscalculation of scale the entire battle fleet was swallowed by a small dog. The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy states that this sort of thing happens all the time.

Wednesday, July 06, 2011

Deal of the Day

After picking up a festival ticket from Kelkoo over the weekend (Icons passim), I got a 10 class Bikram Yoga pass for the new Wimbledon studio at a bargain basement £35 (as opposed to £125) yesterday.

Maybe the daily deal sites are here to stay as mashable suggests.

That said, I am unmoved by today's "Invisible STb Lingual Braces For Upper Or Lower Front Teeth for £995 from Behind Your Smile, Harley Street (£2700 Value)" proposition.

Tuesday, July 05, 2011

Vic & Bob's Afternoon Delights



New sketches from Vic and Bob, online courtesy of Fosters and not a TV channel in sight. It's a new world; slightly rippled with a flat underside.

Monday, July 04, 2011

Monday Morning Blues

Life Hacker: Now you can get away with cruising around Facebook at work, even when your boss is peering over your shoulder. Well, as long as the boss doesn’t look too closely. Even the laziest slacker can look busy in a jiffy with this interactive adaptation of many of Facebook’s functions. Simply go to HardlyWork.in, click “Gimme Dem Spreadsheets,” enter your Facebook credentials, and there’s your Facebook newsfeed, all done up to look exactly like an Excel spreadsheet.

Management Today: Never mind the austerity: UK CEOs are expecting to grow much faster than the economists seem to think.

Sunday, July 03, 2011

The Big Feastival

I took the Bomber and a couple of his mates along to The Big Feastival in Clapham yesterday.

They got in free as under 12s and I had got a £35 ticket for £14 from http://www.kelkoo.co.uk/ which is a price comparison website of which I had never previously heard.

Saturday, July 02, 2011

a shaving from the bench

Myself: So https://developers.facebook.com/tools/explorer/?method=GET&path=680543528 gives me:
{
id: "680543528",
name: "Nick Browne",
first_name: "Nick",
last_name: "Browne",
link: "http://www.facebook.com/AWelshBornIcon",
username: "AWelshBornIcon",
gender: "male",
locale: "en_GB",
type: "user",
}
Prodnose: Why are you telling me?

Myself: It's a conversation starter.

Prodnose: That's a lousy conversation starter.

Myself: Oh, is it? We're conversing. Checkmate.

Friday, July 01, 2011

Time flies

AbbeyFest 2011 starts a week today with jazz on the band stand.

I have been astounded to realize that we are sponsoring it for the fifth consecutive year (Icons passim).

Come along one Friday or other.

Thursday, June 30, 2011

Wandling Free



The Bomber's off school today because of the strike, so he is in the office building a robot arm. We went fishing with Rayburn and his mate last night. It is like a holiday in the middle of the week.

Wednesday, June 29, 2011

Drop the name, and put your hands in the air

From today, Google is beginning to support authorship markup - a way to connect authors with their content on the web.

Maybe I can finally figure out if it was Irwin Shaw, James Jones, Kurt Vonnegut, Shana Alexander, Joseph Heller, John Knowles, Betty Friedan, Wilfrid Sheed, Willie Morris, George Plimpton, Peter Matthiessen, Bruce Jay Friedman, Bill Styron, Gay Talese, or Norman Mailer who told me what Truman Capote had said about C. Z. Guest, Nedda Logan, Gloria Vanderbilt, Lee Radziwill, Jacqueline Kennedy Onassis, Peggy Guggenheim, Slim Keith or “Babe” Paley?

Tuesday, June 28, 2011

primum non nocere

For all my good green intentions (Icons passim) of washing the aphids and ants off my apple tree, I did in fact spread a little ant killer powder around the bottom of the trunk before I went to work.

When I got back there were no ants to be seen and a couple of ladybirds were grazing on the aphids. I reflected for a few moments on the beauty and elegance of the ecosystem and how it was better to work with rather than against nature, before getting out the aphid-killer spray gun that I had picked up at lunchtime and treating the leaves.

One of the ladybirds took off from the tree and landed on the hem of my t-shirt. I noticed it again five minutes later and flicked it off. It landed stone dead on the grass. Perhaps I should have left well alone.

The Boorish Prodnose (tunelessly): But the sun rolling high, through the sapphire sky, keeps great and small on the endless round - (deep breath) - It's the CIRCLE OF LIFE .......

Monday, June 27, 2011

ants and aphids

I planted my apple tree on March 27. See Icons passim, though I didn't blog the specific event I remember it as part of the bucolic interlude.

I've noticed it has been looking rather sorry for itself lately, listing towards the fence with its leaves curled up. When I went to straighten it up with a couple of six foot bamboo poles yesterday I noticed that it was crawling with ants and that the leaves were covered with aphids.

By the miracle of wikigooglisation I discovered that this is ant mutualism:
Some species of ants "farm" aphids, protecting them on the plants they eat, eating the honeydew that the aphids release from the terminations of their alimentary canals. This is a "mutualistic relationship".
These "dairying ants" "milk" the aphids by stroking them with their antennae.
Some farming ant species gather and store the aphid eggs in their nests over the winter. In the spring, the ants carry the newly hatched aphids back to the plants. Some species of dairying ants (such as the European yellow meadow ant, Lasius flavus)[22] manage large "herds" of aphids that feed on roots of plants in the ant colony. Queens that are leaving to start a new colony take an aphid egg to found a new herd of underground aphids in the new colony. These farming ants protect the aphids by fighting off aphid predators.
I actually watched an ant chasing off a fly off a leaf this morning; a fascinating miracle of nature. I still need to massacre the SOBs though. Apparently washing with soapy water may do the trick, so I'll try that first rather than going straight to DEFCON 1.

Sunday, June 26, 2011

Go the F*ck to Sleep



Samuel L. Jackson rocks this bedtime story, capturing a hilarious range of emotions as the voice of a father struggling to get his child to sleep. Go the F--k to Sleep is for parents who live in the real world, where a few snoozing kitties and cutesy rhymes don't always send a toddler sailing blissfully off to dreamland.

It really stirs up some ghosts for me, though I remember early mornings as being far, far worse than late nights.

For a limited time you can download Pulp Fiction's Jules wailing take on this rhyme, free of charge and 100% legit here.

Saturday, June 25, 2011

Why is in raining in Glastonbury Daddy?

....... the naughty yellow pixies who pull the special, magic Climat-O-Levers which control the weather have been paid by evil capitalists with fat cigars in their mouth and $ signs on their pinstripe suits to make the world’s climate all horrid so that poor, underprivileged and disabled people and endangered creatures suffer – and that the reason we don’t know about it is because the media is run by evil Conservatives who want to keep this truth a secret.
So that's settled.

Friday, June 24, 2011

a trickle of brave finite

Since my birthday, I am the proud owner of an Actifry.

I produced some top notch patatas bravas with it last night. The recipe was my own. I thought it best not to rely on Google's autotranslate:
We can put the sauce in two ways: either mix the mayonnaise with the salsa to take the speck that itch we like it or potatoes once ready we put over the mayonnaise and then a trickle of brave finite, we must be careful not to go with the latter because that brings them itch. And ready a quickie dish and takes us out of a craving for french fries by very few points.
I'm going to try some noodles along the lines of the video below tonight, though I will probably replace the tofu with something edible like chicken.

Thursday, June 23, 2011

Savasana

In the same month that I completed my "30 Day Challenge" (Icons passim) it is gratifying to read that the WRU have taken up hot yoga as well.


Perhaps this also explains what Mike Phillips was up to at 3am outside McDonalds in Queen Street?

Downward dog, dolphin variation with hands-on adjustments from his instructors by the look of it.

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

Happy Birthday to me

Celebrating Age Festival
The Celebrating Age Festival offers all Merton residents over the age of 50 the chance to learn something new and meet new people. It is co-ordinated by Age Concern Merton and funded by Merton Council.
Oh dear.

Tuesday, June 21, 2011

Raining Champion

It's the summer solstice today. Last night when I set out for the launch party of Bookfest 2011 at the Wimbledon College of Art, it was raining so heavily I had to put my skiing jacket on and get a cab. What a country this is. The weather is trying to wear me out psychologically.

The party coincided with the College's 2011 Undergraduate show which was fantastic. I recommend it - and particularly the theatre stuff - heartily.

Monday, June 20, 2011

the big man joined the band

When the change was made uptown
And the big man joined the band
From the coastline to the city
All the little pretties raise their hands
I'm gonna sit back right easy and laugh
When scooter and the big man bust this city in half
With a tenth avenue freeze-out, tenth avenue freeze-out
I was down in Wales for the weekend, in happenstance media fast mode, so I didn't even realize that Clarence Clemons had passed. Was it really three years ago that we saw the E Street Band at the Emirates (Icons passim)?

Too much perspective.

Friday, June 17, 2011

I'm willing to be overcharged

Prodnose: You despise me, don't you?
Myself: If I gave you any thought I probably would.
Perhaps I'm turning into a caricature Daily Mail reader, but I can't help but raise a quizzical eyebrow when I read an invitation to tender for an 160,000 euro contract to supply official gifts to the European Police College here in dear Old Blighty.


(That 160,000 euros excludes VAT by the way.)

Thursday, June 16, 2011

I heard telephones, opera house, favourite melodies

I heard on the radio this morning that IBM is a hundred years old today. I quit to start our own company in 1996. A lot has changed in the last fifteen years.


Wednesday, June 15, 2011

A psychologist writes

If you hear someone shouting "help, help, please help!" it is often really a cry for help.

Tuesday, June 14, 2011

The thrill of it all

Here is the plan for this morning:
8:30 – 9:30: Registration & Solutions Provider Expo (Third Floor, Whittle Room and Benjamin Britten Lounge)
9:30 – 9:45: Welcome Tracy Laxdal, Amazon Web Services (Third Floor, Fleming Room)
9:45 – 10:30: Opening Keynote: “State of the Cloud” Werner Vogels, CTO, Amazon.com (Third Floor, Fleming Room)
10:30 – 11:40: Customer Presentations & Q&A Panel Advanced Innovations, Michael Higgins, Senior Vice President, IT; Forward Internet, Fred George; Canonical, Nick Barcet, Cloud Solutions Architect; News International, Paul Cheesbrough, CIO (Third Floor, Fleming Room)
11:40 – 12:40: Lunch & Solutions Provider Expo (Third Floor, Whittle Room and Benjamin Britten Lounge)
Doesn't seem all that exciting when you put it like that, does it?

Monday, June 13, 2011

Privilege

I thought it was outrageous when John Hemming MP used Parliamentary privilege to out Ryan Giggs as the footballer behind the notorious super injunction.

As much as anything this was because I felt my gorge rising when I heard him on the radio defending his egomaniacal attention seeking as if it was some sort of Gandhian gesture of disobedience in the service of a noble cause. "Cobblers," I remember thinking, if he really wanted to bring the temple down why didn't he name Giggsy outside the House and challenge the injunction directly?

I was reading something in the London Review of Books the other day, that seemed to me to explain the issues more thoroughly. Perhaps because it was written by Stephen Sedley, who was The Rt. Hon. Lord Justice Sedley until he retired recently.

Here we go:
For more than three hundred years the UK’s constitution has functioned remarkably well on the basis of the historic compromise reached in the course of the 17th century. The 1689 Bill of Rights forbade the impeachment or questioning of parliamentary debates and proceedings ‘in any court or place out of Parlyament’. Parliament in return has made it a rule, enforced until now by the speakers of both Houses, that it will not interfere with the decisions of the courts, whether by anticipating their judgments or by attacking them. If Parliament does not like what the courts do, it changes the law. The sovereignty of Parliament as the final source of law and the sovereignty of the courts in interpreting and enforcing the law are the twin pillars on which democracy and the rule of law in the UK rest. It was the courts themselves which, in the 19th century, extended the privilege of Parliament to cover any fair and full report of what was said there even if it was libellous.

When a member of either House, protected by the privilege which prevents his being prosecuted for it, consciously breaks a High Court injunction by naming an individual who has been anonymised by court order, it suggests two possibilities. One is that he does not understand the constitution; the other is that he does and has set out to transgress it. In spite of protests from members of both Houses who understand very well what is at stake, neither speaker appears at present to have taken any steps against the offenders.

Sunday, June 12, 2011

Aussie Diplomacy

An Australian TV presenter tries out an old Buddhist joke (that you've already read here if you've been with me since 2005 -Icons passim) on the Dalai Lama and hilarity ensues.



It seems to me that His Holiness doesn't know what a pizza is, which puts me in mind of his contribution to the Tiger Woods affair. Revealing, in response to a question, that he had never heard of Tiger Woods was probably the only comment I heard that put the whole sorry mess in context.

Having eaten my way around the world, I suggest that it would in fact be on walking into a noodle shop for a thenthuk that the Dalai Lama would ask Mr Ping to make him one with everything.

Saturday, June 11, 2011

Les is More



The playable and recordable Google Les Paul Doodle is to be maintained on its own page.

You can strum the strings with your mouse or play it via the keyboard. It works starting on any of the four banks (Z, A, Q or 1). It is in the key of G I think so a note to keyboard mapping would be:
A - G
S - A
D - B
F - C
G - D
H - E
J -F#
K - G
L - A

Clear as mud? If you press the button where the bottom of the second g in Google would be, you can record your masterpieces and get a URL with which to immortalise each.

Friday, June 10, 2011

An Unexpected Party

If I say that he is a Burglar, a Burglar he is, or will be when the time comes.
I sometimes read the Daily Mail over a sandwich in Virgin Active at lunchtime, so I know it well as a gastric band for the brain.

They stuck the boot into our auction system yesterday with the idiotic:
The bargains that really are a steal: All the tools you need to burgle houses... being sold by the POLICE
Which was eerily reminiscent of the Daily Star's intervention back in May with
CROOKS' KITS FIT THE BILL
It is all a load of nonsense, as the comments point out as well as I could.

It sends us more traffic I suppose which should mean the police get more money, but nothing like the online interest that an article on confused.com did (see Icons passim). Perhaps the tabloids are getting less and less significant?

Thursday, June 09, 2011

Brixton Beach


The Bomber having conceived an enthusiasm for skateboarding, we went along to Stockwell Skatepark yesterday evening.

Wednesday, June 08, 2011

A Twitch upon the Thread

I got an email from Amazon this morning that said:
Are you looking for something in our Biographies store? If so, you might be interested in these items.

* The Seven Storey Mountain
* Apologia Pro Vita Sua
* An Infinity of Little Hours: Five Young Men and Their Trial of Faith in the Western World's Most Austere Monastic Order
* A Thomas Merton Reader
How on earth did they come up with that? Are there Jesuitical algorithms these days? "I caught him, with an unseen hook and an invisible line which is long enough to let him wander to the ends of the world, and still to bring him back with a twitch upon the thread."

Tuesday, June 07, 2011

iCame, iSaw, iConquered

As Michael Corleone has observed:
There are negotiations being made that are going to answer all of your questions and solve all of your problems. That's all I can tell you right now.
Last night, perhaps at the same moment that Steve Jobs was announcing iCloud, I was attempting to set up Home Sharing in iTunes to see how it would play with a PC and an IPad. I got it working eventually which meant I could watch a movie on the IPad by streaming it from the PC but I couldn't seem to copy a film or to get it working IPad to PC. Yesterday may have been a game changer, but - at the coal face - perhaps the promised nirvana is still be some way off.

Jobs is an intriguing character. The commencement address he delivered at Stanford in 2005 is a very moving piece.

I will be interested to read iSteve: The Book of Jobs: The Exclusive Biography when it comes out next year.

Monday, June 06, 2011

dem apples



Apple’s Worldwide Developers Conference begins today with a keynote address from Steve Jobs. What will he announce? Who can tell, but it will be hard to live up to Simon Pierro's heads-up.

Sunday, June 05, 2011

back to the beginning



I took Ben and his mate Halex to see Free Run - The Show in the Udderbelly on the South Bank yesterday.

After it finished the boys were trying out their moved in Jubilee Gardens, which is where they had a lesson in 2008 (Icons passim).

Saturday, June 04, 2011

First as tragedy ...

In some modern societies—and certainly Britain is one of them—satire is prophecy. This makes effective satire difficult because reality so soon catches up with it. Satire is also dangerous and perhaps even irresponsible, for no idea is too absurd, it seems, for our political masters and bureaucratic elite to take seriously and put into practice—at public expense, of course, never their own.

Sometimes reality is far in advance of satire when it comes to absurdity. The results, however, are not always funny. If a satirist had come up with the idea of a violent criminal who had spent time in an asylum being admitted by a university to its doctoral program in “homicide studies,” thereafter turning into a serial killer, that satirist would have been denounced for poor taste. But this is precisely what a British university did recently. A man with a long history of criminal violence became a serial killer while working on a Ph.D. thesis at the University of Bradford, the subject of his thesis being the methods of homicide used in the city during the nineteenth century. He himself used methods more reminiscent of the fourteenth.

... read on .....

Friday, June 03, 2011

Dashed off

Hello. I am hurrying down to West Dean this morning.

Last night I saw Spamalot in Wimbledon, and the day before I went to see Kung Fu Panda 2 in the Odeon.

So now you know.

Thursday, June 02, 2011

Don’t throw up on the carpet. It’s new.

I finished a 30 day challenge at Hot Bikram Yoga's Balham studio yesterday. That's thirty consecutive days of one and a half hours of yoga sessions in a humid room heated to 40 degrees Celsius.

I started it because I had hurt my left elbow in the gym and I wanted to give it a rest from weights. In the first week, I put out my back out rushing Standing Separate Leg Head to Knee Pose. In the second week I got, what I took to be, gout in my left big toe triggered by dehydration and what may euphemistically be described as lifestyle choices (diet and booze). By this time, it was taking me twenty minutes to get out of bed before I could leave for the 6:30am class, and I couldn't hobble over a pedestrian crossing before the light turned red again.

I remember in this semi invalid period watching some other people in the full expression of Standing Separate Leg Stretching Pose. I had no idea we were attempting something that looked so extreme, or indeed that human beings could actually do it.

There is a strange sense in which, if you are committed to doing something every day, there is no rush, and for the last few weeks it has all been on the up. (Apart from one evening where I took a class, ate dinner at 9pm, found that Enter the Dragon was playing at 10pm on the TV, watched it over a wine box, and still took myself off to Balham at six thirty the next morning. That wasn't pretty.)

Then yesterday, as I was looking forward to finishing and chucking it in for a while, I finally got my head turned correctly in triangle pose found myself thinking, "I can probably get the hang of this if I do it forever."

Wednesday, June 01, 2011

Lambs' Testicle Kebab

As I've been scooting up and back to Balham over the last month, I've noticed an Afghan restaurant called Diana in Tooting.

The Burglar and I made it stop 48 of Eat Your Way Around the World in London last night.

We rejected the house specialty lambs' testicle kebab in favour of palao, the national dish, meat and stock added, topped with fried raisins, slivered carrots, pistachios; along with non-testicular kebabs, salad and naan. Very fine it was too.

There are pictures of the Buddhas of Bamiyan, on the wall so I suspect the venue is not a hot bed of the Taliban.

It doesn't seem to have a website, but I found this video from the opening.


Not only Britain has talent.

(I've also realized that I have mothballed the server that used to host the maps that have graced these food posts since 2005. I must resurrect the data.)