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Public Conveniences
Public bodies, such as government agencies, are supposed to serve the public. But all too often, it seems, they actively take steps to thwart this intent.I came across two such examples today. First up is the UK’s Environment Agency. Amongst the data it collects on behalf of the British public is flood data. When OnOneMap (a site for prospective housebuyers) made the data accessible via Google Maps, housebuyers were delighted, but the Environment Agency was furious, and demanded that OnOneMap withdraw the facility. Read more here.Next up is the UK’s English Heritage, the Historic Buildings and Monuments Commission for England, and funded by the taxpayer and by visitors to some of its properties. It has a ViewFinder image gallery website, but this actively restricts public engagement rather than make it easy. Dan Lockton, over at fulminate // Architectures of Control has the story.So at the moment, the score stands at:Housebuyers (the Public, first team): 0, Environment Agency (Wankers United): 1Amateur Historians (the Public, second team): 0, English Heritage (Dickheads Town): 1 -
Getting Hot Under The Collar
An interesting video from the European Commission to publicise the money it puts into European cinema. It’s getting some people hot under the collar. Perhaps they need to loosen up a little. Make love not war…Leave a comment
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The Light Fantastic
While I think these artistic lights by Frank Buchwald look wonderful, I have the feeling that I would never be able to afford so much as a single brass screw. The fact that no prices are mentioned anywhere on the web site instantly kicks in the "if you have to ask, you can’t afford it" feeling. Bugger.Leave a comment
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Oh Dear…
I’m not sure that this is going to be a good idea. It seems as though it’s calculated to stimulate my fight-or-flight response when viewing the next series of Doctor Who. Tom says it all.Leave a comment
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Architect Or Car Salesman?
Steven Poole, over at the excellent Unspeak blog, takes a look at Frank Luntz’s latest book "Words That Work". It’s fair to say that he’s not impressed, and gives ample evidence to back up his opinion. Oh, and I can substantiate Poole’s puzzlement over the meaning of the word napkin. In my lifetime of nearly sixty years, it was never to be confused with the separate word nappy. Indeed I have a dictionary published thirty years ago that clearly lists both words and their totally separate meanings. So much for Luntz’s bizarre theory that thirty years ago, we British believed napkins were nappies.Luntz apparently thinks of himself as a "language architect". On this showing, he comes across more as a particularly oleaginous used car salesman. The only difference between Luntz and a used car salesman appears to be that the latter knows when he’s lying. Best avoided at all costs.Leave a comment
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Miracle Diet Pill?
Mr. Angry deconstructs a drug company’s web site that mentions the side-effects of a diet pill in a rather coy way. Mr. Angry obliterates the coy, and leaves you in no doubt as to what you are very likely to experience. Very, very funny.Leave a comment
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Incompetent Clowns
The shrill reporting by much of the British media over the attempted acts of terrorism in the UK last weekend is beginning to bring on a Victor Meldrew moment in me. Luckily, Lewis Page, writing in The Register, provides a countering voice. It struck me as an odd place to find his piece (The Register reports on IT matters in a manner that reminds me of the satirical magazine Private Eye), but then I discover that Mr. Page has been a bomb disposal expert in the past. So I assume that he knows whereof he writes.Leave a comment
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The Power Of Memes
The wonderful Dan Dennett talks about ants, terrorism and the power of memes… Recorded back in 2002 at a TED conference, it’s only just been posted on the TED web site. I can do little better than to echo the byline on the site’s page: This. Is. Unmissable.Leave a comment
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Horse Trials
The local horse and carriage club held its annual horse trials event last weekend. I didn’t take as many pictures as last year, but I took some. The water pool was popular with spectators for obvious reasons.The horsepower came in all shapes and sizes. I was rather taken with these little beauties:Leave a comment
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With Friends Like These…
…who needs enemies? I know I’m coming late to this story, but I’ve finally seen the video of Mika Brzezinski refusing to lead with the so-called "news" story of Scunthorpe Motel (aka Paris Hilton) being released from jail.While I knew that I would be siding with Ms. Brzezinski, until I saw the video I hadn’t quite appreciated just how sickened I would feel by the behaviour of her co-presenters. What a pair of absolute wankers.Leave a comment
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Poor Planning
With apologies to the good people of Glasgow, but this raised a wry smile.(hat tip to Justin, over at Chicken Yoghurt)Leave a comment
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Binaural Recording
If you’ve got a pair of headphones handy, then use them to listen to this sound recording. It’s been recorded binaurally, rather than stereophonically. That means that the aural illusion is very strong indeed. Just listen.(hat tip to PZ Myers)One response to “Binaural Recording”
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Amazing!
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When Tim Met Jim
A good article in the Observer about the continuing gulf between art and science. It worries me that so many of the scientific facts that I had at my fingertips when young are beginning to slip away from me now. Time for a refresher course, I think.But perhaps even more worrying is the fact that ignorance about science seems to be on the rise.Leave a comment
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Before The Bang
Phil, over at the Bad Astronomy Blog, writes about some of the very latest research theories that are coming out about what may have been going on when time started and maybe even before it started. Fascinating.Leave a comment
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It’s The Stupid Theologians
Of course, one of the issues about interpreting theology is that sometimes the interpreters give every indication that they are at least sixpence short of the full shilling. Here’s some senior Church of England bishops who appear to think that us gays are to blame for the flooding in the north of England. Sigh.Leave a comment
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It’s The Theology, Stupid
Yesterday, the Observer carried an interesting opinion piece by Hassan Butt, calling on his fellow Muslims to renounce terror. Butt was, until recently, a member of radical group Al-Muhajiroun, raising funds for extremists and calling for attacks on British citizens. He appears to have had a change of heart.What I found most interesting about his piece was that he downplays the role of Britain’s involvement in the Iraq war as a major factor in the radicalisation of young British Muslims. In effect, he says it’s the theology, stupid. That seems to be to be the crux of it. Yes, Iraq has been, and continues to be, a disaster, but until we manage to focus on the real wellsprings of power – the theology itself and the life-destroying interpretations of it that currently hold sway – little progress will be made. Rachel picks up on this theme over at her blog.Leave a comment
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Grow Old Along With Me…
It’s fifteen months now since we moved into the farmhouse that is now our home. The farmhouse has always been known locally as "De Witte Wand" – the White Wall. This struck us as a bit odd, since there is no white wall in sight anywhere on the property. It’s a brick building. We asked our neighbours about the name, and one of them said that originally, the farmhouse on this site was not built of brick, but of wattle and daub. The walls would then have been whitewashed, hence the name.
At some point in the farmhouse’s history, the wattle and daub walls have been replaced by bricks. The original timber frame was kept during the rebuilding, but the roof was enlarged. You can see the original roof frame in the attic, inside the larger frame that now supports the bigger roof.
We don’t know when that was done. We do know that the farmhouse has been on this spot since at least 1828. We know that because it is marked on a Kadaster (Land Registry map) that was made in that year.
Here’s a photo of the farmhouse taken at some point in the 20th century, when it was still a working farm. As you can see, it is a brick building by the time of this photograph.
The original of this photo is in the possession of the family that originally farmed here. It shows the front of the farmhouse, where the family would have lived. The rest of the farmhouse was the stall for the cows and the stable for the farmhorse. The outbuilding was where the pigs were kept. The family sold off the farm and some of the land, I think in the early 1970s. The farmhouse was bought by a doctor, who used it as a weekend cottage until 1980. At that point it was put back on the market and sold to the people who lived here until we bought it from them last year. Here’s an aerial shot of the farmhouse as it was in 1980.
You can clearly see what was originally the large entrance to the cow stalls at the rear of the house, although by this time the doorway has been replaced by French windows. The couple who bought the farmhouse in 1980 did extensive renovation and remodelling of the interior space. They also developed the gardens that surround the house.
Since buying the house, we have done little major work on the interior, apart from putting in a new kitchen. The gardens are being reshaped by Martin to become his concept and design. We’ve had no regrets about moving here, and hopefully we can continue to enjoy this house for many years to come.
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Clap Your Hands
So, this season’s finale of Doctor Who aired over the weekend. I found it strangely unsatisfying – more pyrotechnics than plot drama. And Russell T. Davies’ outrageous plot device – what you might call the Tinkerbell strategem, with the Doctor as Tinkerbell and Martha as Peter Pan – well, I confess I rolled my eyes in derision.Still, John Simm, as The Master, acquitted himself well; playing the role as a bizarre mixture of Pol Pot and pantomime dame. And I did like the throwaway reference to Captain Jack’s probable fate (even if he didn’t get much to do in this week’s episode).But all in all, this finale was not my highlight of this season’s offerings. For me, the episodes of Blink, and Human Nature / The Family of Blood, were definitely the high points, and possibly the best that there ever have been in the entire 40+ years of the show.2 responses to “Clap Your Hands”
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I am with you on this one Geoff – Blink was the best episode of the series and one of the best episodes ever. Maybe it is a function of the age at which you see the show, but I still have a fondness for those old Jon Pertwee episodes involving UNIT, but objectively the new series is far better written than any of the old ones.
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Andy, I go back even further – I really liked Patrick Troughton’s Doctor… and I can remember the first ever episodes with William Hartnell, I was beside myself with excitement over the first appearance of the Daleks.
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The Great Wen
Craig Murray comments on recent events in London, and opens with a marvellous evocation of the Great Wen that is worthy of Michael Moorcock’s Mother London:LONDONAn Italian banker, custodian of Vatican money and secrets, is found swinging under Blackfriars Bridge. Businessmen purchase seats in the national legislature simply for payments of cash. A Bulgarian dissident is killed with a tiny ricin pellet injected from an umbrella. A Brazilian electrician is executed by police on the London underground. The dismembered torso of a small African child floats down the Thames. The country’s most flamboyant businessman, a lawmaker, steals his workers’ pensions and leaves for a yacht cruise. Muslim lads from Yorkshire kill themselves and 67 people on public transport. Etonian mercenaries plan coups in Papua New Guinea, Sierra Leone and Equatorial Guinea before finding respectability and the jackpot in Iraq. A Russian defector is poisoned with polonium and dies a slow horrible death. Politicians and civil servants concoct a dossier of lies to provoke a war. A girl is arrested for reading out the names of the dead at the Cenotaph, and a man for carrying Vanity Fair outside Downing St. A small black child bleeds to death in a tenement stairwell. Gays die as a nail bomb rips through a pub. The IRA run a long, slow war of death and attrition. Every year, scores of people simply disappear. Homeless people curl up like bundles in neon-lit doorways.Go and read the rest.One response to “The Great Wen”
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Google Maps
Google has just added some improvements to its Google Maps application. And I have to say that I’m impressed. This web application is now very slick indeed, and far better than the Microsoft Streets and Trips application that I used to rely on for planning my trips. Don’t believe me? Then take a look at what Jeff Atwood found when he compared the two – and that was before the latest round of improvements to Google Maps.Leave a comment








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