BBQ Frenzy

Well, I’ll eat my words (as well as much of the food). It was marvellous, although I doubt I will convert.

I went to a barbecue today, which is no amazing thing (although spelling barbecue is, for some reason, one of those words that I should not even attempt to spell). Our hosts had a gas barbecue (something I have always been very sceptical of – it’s not real barbecue cooking, is it?). Well, I’ll eat my words (as well as much of the food). It was marvellous, although I doubt I will convert. There is something strangely masculine about fighting with coals rather than turning the gas on.

I suspect my life is turning into a bad episode of an Australian soap opera, for I am constantly saying we should have a barbecue. I am becoming obsessed. Yesterday it was kebabs on the barbie. Today, burgers. Or is it just a sign of summer? G’day.

In Short, Things Are Grim

Sometimes, I find the web addictive. I should be doing something else. I want to talk about this, but I’ll let Metafilter do the job. Saves me typing on a Saturday (for those who don’t want to click:

The World Summit on Sustainable Development, aka “Earth Summit II,” will start soon in Johannesburg, ten years after the Rio Earth Summit. Have things improved at all in the last ten years?[Metafilter].

The Art of the Blog

I have been thinking some more about this whole blogging lark. I have always said that the most fascinating part of the online community has been personal homepages. They have drawn me in like some crazed stalker. However, you put it there for me to read, so perhaps stalker is not the appropriate term (I mean, how many people invite stalkers?). Still, I read them. So, I was interested in the book We’ve Got Blog. Now, here is a handy link to some of the book’s contents.

Don’t Call Me Stupid

The nation is not becoming less intelligent, contrary to popular belief. Euan Ferguson argues that intelligence is on the rise.

If you believe the old-timers, then the nation is becoming stupid. Perhaps not actually the nation, but then a good proportion of the people are less intelligent than their counterparts in previous generations. Every media outlet is dumbing down because we are all too thick to understand long words. Well, thank goodness for yesterday’s Observer (second reference to it in a row).

Euan Ferguson argues that this is not the case. We are intelligent again!

State Of The Town

Jonathan Fenby’s Observer article critiques London’s state, highlighting the need for a new vision.

Jonathan Fenby wrote an excellent piece in today’s Observer (which thankfully I have found online and can link to) about the state of the British capital. I admit that I hoped Ken would help sort some of the mess this city is in. An integrated public transport system, clean and safer streets, etc. I bought into the whole idea of a new vision for London. But, as Fenby writes, “The snag is the man who should be providing it shows himself better at getting elected mayor than giving his city a new start.” Perhaps it is too much to hope that one man could change the attitudes of the society in this city. Many people just accept the way it is, and perhaps, if most people are OK with the state of London, then this is the way it should be.

I know that I am talking very generally. What should I add to The Observer piece? London transport is overcrowded, dirty and smelly. When it runs, it’s acceptable, but when it doesn’t run, then the whole system falls apart. Last week’s rain brought large chunks of the system to a halt. Rain, for goodness sake, it’s the one thing we know we are going to get here. Yesterday, I was standing on the Northern Line, and there “there is no service” announcements must have gone on for ten minutes.

Ah, and I survived the party quite well – although I did feel a little rough this morning. It didn’t finish until gone two in the morning and ended with us watching old episodes of The Tube. Perhaps I should have left earlier.

Survival

Well, now I know that a champagne hangover isn’t very bad. Or perhaps I took my own advice, for I am feeling OK this morning. The night was good – lots of champagne (bought in advance during the Happy Hour), and only the two bottles of wine at the end were a bad sign (and there were a large number of us). Met a crazy woman with purple nails who kept telling me and PY that we were wonderful (she was, quite possibly, drunk) and handed my business card to her (possibly not the wisest move in the world, as she may be some kind of crazed stalker that tracks people down). Still, another all-day party begins in Walthamstow at three this afternoon. Am I ready for more punishment?

The Night Ahead

I am off to a leaving party tonight in some swanky bar. I know I’ll drink too much and spoil the entire weekend for myself now. Unfortunately, I also know there is nothing I am going to do about it, so I will have to live with that. I think it’s an age thing. They always said you would increasingly become aware of your own limits as you get older, and I know mine. I also know that I am worse-than-awful at stopping when I have hit my limits – whether that’s drinking, staying awake, etc. A weekend in a haze is predicted. On the upside, today has been a lovely, normal working day without too much stress and, for once, it looks like I am about to leave on time. Maybe that’s a good sign.

Water, Water Everywhere

The pictures of cars almost submerged are strangely reminiscent of my home town of Shrewsbury

Last night was an underwater adventure for many Londoners. Apparently, 3cm of rain fell in 30 minutes – which is a reasonable amount of water. The strain on the drainage system was too great, and we had cars underwater, closed tube stations and some very, very wet people walking around. Many people have a perception that London is grey and always raining, but it doesn’t handle rain well at all. I guess it’s all the Victorian sewers (or whatever they are).

The pictures of cars almost submerged are strangely reminiscent of my hometown of Shrewsbury– which is prone to flooding. The town is mainly contained within a loop of the River Severn and, as such, seems to get drowned from all sides in the winter storms and spring thaws.

I guess Shrewsbury is my home town. I was not born there, did not live there for the first fourteen years of my life, and have not lived there for ten years. My parents still live there, and I go to see them occasionally, and I think of it as my home town, but really, it’s just another place I have lived. Of course, I do have very fond memories of the place, which, I assume, helps.

To Some People Enola Gay is Just a Pop Song

Did you know that today is Hiroshima Day? It seems to have missed me. I think this is something we should all be thinking about at this time.

While we appear to be on the verge of more war in the world, the good folks at today’s Daypop news point us toThe Guardian:

Today is Hiroshima Day, the anniversary of the first use of a bomb so powerful that it would come to threaten the existence of the human race. Only two such devices have ever been used, but now, a decade after the end of the cold war, the world faces new dangers of nuclear attack – from India, Pakistan, Iraq, al-Qaida, and even the US. Launching a special investigation into nuclear weapons, Paul Tibbets, the man who piloted the Enola Gay on its mission to Japan, tells Studs Terkel why he has no regrets – and why he wouldn’t hesitate to use it again

[Guardian]

Did you know that today isHiroshima Day? It seems to have missed me. I think this is something we should all be thinking about right now.

Baby News

The christening was yesterday. It was great – apart from the rain that soaked us as we walked to the church

The christening was yesterday. It was great – apart from the rain that soaked us as we walked to the church. Even though I did not understand a word of the ceremony (and there were two babies being christened and a confirmation), it’s still quite a thing to see all these people stand in front of a congregation and wet the baby’s head. Of course the party afterwards was good, meeting people that I had not seen since Cheryl & Thomas’ wedding some eleven years ago. It’s always great food. For some reason, I love Norwegian food (although some would say I just love food). The evening part was spent sitting on the patio as the sun set, talking about old times and house-buying. Shame to be back really – although I would really love my bed right now.

The Taxi Cometh

I need better organisation to avoid last-minute packing and sleep deprivation before trips.

I head off to the airport shortly. I spent a good proportion of last night packing and, therefore, seem to have only had three hours’ sleep. I really need to organise my life more to prevent this kind of thing from happening. I do not like the lack of sleep, and yet, every time I travel, I seem to end up in this kind of situation.

Somehow, I seem to ignore the five golden rules of travelling without stress

  1. Buy gifts a week in advance
  2. Iron two days in advance
  3. Pack a day in advance
  4. Get to bed early before travelling
  5. Have a bottle of water to take to the airport

Seven Wonders

I really want to visit Britain’s seven wonders. If you’re visiting the UK, then these places should be on your itinerary.

I want to visit all seven wonders of Britain. I’ve done four, leaving only these to visit:

  1. Hadrian’s Wall, Northumberland
  2. Eden Project, Cornwall
  3. Windsor Castle, Berkshire

The Guardian also lists The Angel of the North as the eighth wonder. I haven’t seen that either!

If you’re interested, the others (that I have seen) are:

  1. Big Ben, London
  2. London Eye
  3. Stonehenge, Wiltshire
  4. York Minster, Yorkshire

Nearly The End of July

Nearly The End of July

More unease about war plans –Iraq attack plans alarm top military[Guardian]. It’s all made me think how little I really understand a)the politics of the Middle East and b)the culture of the Middle East. Then again, every day I realise how little I know about the culture and politics of my own country.

In random wanderings, these caught my eye on Metafilter today: America’s CEOs aren’t greedy enough [Philly.com] and Vanguard Airlines intends to file for protection under Chapter 11. Imagine having your termination notice posted on a web site!

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Ministry of Truth

The anti-Iraqi messages coming from The West (and most importantly, from The White House) reminds The San Francisco Chronicle of Orwell’s 1984. While everybody with a weblog on this planet may be linking to this article at the moment, it’s not going to stop me from pointing you in that direction too.

I keep hearing that tension is mounting and we’re heading for some kind of war with Iraq. The West, apparently, wants rid of Saddam. The thing that concerns me most is that I have not heard or seen any evidence to show that it is right for the West to start throwing its weight around in that part of the world again. It is always suggested that we should fear this man (and maybe we should), but can somebody please tell me why we are doing this? Reason would tell me there is some terrorist threat. President Bush is going after the terrorists in every country. I would like to believe we have some sound arguments (and, of course,someevidence) for any attack. In a democracy, aren’t we supposed to know why our leaders may send fellow citizens to war?

Apparently, the church even think it’s immoral. However, as they don’t appear to have any more of a clue than I do what all this is about, how can they say that?

The anti-Iraqi messages coming from the West (and most importantly, from the White House) remind The San Francisco Chronicle of Orwell’s 1984. While everybody with a weblog on this planet may be linking to this article at the moment, it’s not going to stop me from pointing you in that direction too.

How do you say Happy Birthday in Russian?

And it’s my Dad’s birthday today. My mother is with him somewhere in the former Soviet Union for five weeks while he tries to do some work. Unfortunately, his mobile phone doesn’t seem to work, and he isn’t replying to emails, so Happy Birthday, Dad!

UPDATE: You may also want to check out next year’s entry for more information.