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Occasionally my reading programme drags two related books separately to the top of the "to read" pile, and this was one of those occasions. Both of these are excellent and short guides to their respective subjects.

November Books 23) A History of the Middle East, by Peter Mansfield )

November Books 24) Islam: A Short History, by Karen Armstrong )
29th-Nov-2009 02:06 pm - Powered by Lemsip
Right, it's Sunday afternoon, I'm about to enter the living room full of craft stuff, bills and things, work papers, and a Stargate Atlantis DVD and I'm not coming out till it's sorted. Or possibly at all. Luckily the window opens on to the street, so I can get care packages hauled up on a rope. (Note to self: when entering room, bring rope)

EDIT: Made it downstairs. Tired now :-(
29th-Nov-2009 12:34 pm - Planet 51
We went off to the cinema yesterday afternoon to see this rather engaging animated feature. Annoyingly, since 'it's a cartoon', and the latest instalment in the Twilight series is also out, it's getting limited showings (none in the evening at our normal film watching time).

Which is a shame, as it's not bad at all.

Planet 51 is effectively Planet 1951, being very like America in the 1950s. At least, like one if everyone has greenish skin, antennae and no nose, and the wheel has been displaced by levitation pads to such an extent that even a VW van hovers. But it has comic shops and the first sight of hippy protesters, and a xenophobia powered by films of alien invasion. Into this lands an astronaut, Chuck Baker, who's supposed to make a few steps out onto an uninhabited planet, plant Old Glory, and return to his command module, there to press the button that will fly him home again.

Sadly for him, the planet is far from uninhabited, and when he stumbles through a barbecue and gets separated from his craft, the anti-alien hysteria latches onto him, and he spends the rest of the film in jeopardy of getting either just left behind as the orbiter heads home automatically, or cut up for experiments in the infamous (and, of course, totally non-existent) Base 9. Happily for him, he has the help of a local, Lem, who is just starting his job as assistant at the local planetarium.

It's a delightful story, one that explicitly hangs a lampshade over the fact that both humans and aliens are speaking the same language, and implicitly hangs another one regarding the 1951-edness of the planet. There are a lot of nods to other SF films, from the Close Encounters cloud maelstrom to the E.T. bicycle in front of the moon, as well as other references (surely Lem's name is one). But there are also a number of cute characterisations, from the alien (and very Giger-styled) 'dog' that urinates acid to break its chain, to the astronaut's small 6-wheeled robot probe which, being called Rover', also behaves like an intelligent dog.

There were a number of places where we were laughing out loud, and I think we'll be buying this on disc when it comes out. In the meantime, this is recommended, if you can actually find it on a screen.
29th-Nov-2009 12:06 pm - Cambridge Skeptics in the Pub
For [info]tamaranth: the link to the Cambridge Skeptics in the Pub web page.

To summarise, the next four sessions:

Andy Lewis on The Persistence of Delusion on Tuesday, January 26
Malcolm Gaskill on Ectoplasm - Remembering the Medium Helen Duncan on Tuesday, March 30
Richard J Evans on Holocaust Denial on Tuesday, April 27
Nick Pope on The Real X-Files on Tuesday, June 29
29th-Nov-2009 08:29 am - The answer to the previous question
school photo )

I don't remember the other guy at all; apparently his name is Brian Gorman.
29th-Nov-2009 12:05 am - Gibbon, Chapter X

  • Almost entirely about the barbarians - mainly the Goths - with the deadly succession of shortlived emperors mere background detail. And this seems right - the real story is not the politics of the Empire's leadership, but the story of how the empire catastrophically failed to maintain the physical security of its inhabitants, the first duty of any state, as the eastern defences crumbled both north and south. It seems to me almost as if the Roman Empire collapsed at this point, the middle of the third century.

    (tags: gibbon)
28th-Nov-2009 06:45 pm - Left breast on a pump strike?
I'm posting this here instead of the breastfeeding community because it's a pumping problem rather than a bf problem. Breastfeeding is smooth sailing for us right now, thank goodness. My son is 5 months old, so I've been back at work for right around 2 months. I pump on my two breaks and lunch- usually every two hours. I have a Playtex Embrace double electric pump.

The last two weeks, my left breast seems to not want to respond the same way to the pump. I'm getting maybe an ounce less from the left than the right each of the three times I pump. So the problem is that the breast is not getting emptied and I'm getting plugged ducts/engorgement/general unpleasantness. Fortunately my hungry baby has been able to unplug me every time it has happened so far, (oh! hungry baby how I love you) but I would like to avoid it happening, obviously

What's weird is that it's been fine up to these last two weeks. Before I went back to work I actually used to pump the left side MORE than the right because we had a harder time getting a good latch on that side. Now we're fine latching on either side, and I try not to pump at home unless necessary anyway since I hate cleaning everything out if I don't need to. I'm on the mini-pill for birth control, which I've been on since I started back at work, have not had a period... nothing seems to have changed in these last weeks. I have tried switching pump flanges, alternating which one I use on which side, changing the way I hold the cones, massaging my breast the whole time, watching videos of my son on my cell phone, looking pictures of my son, and reading/generally trying to relax. My right breast seems to be emptying ok, so I don't know if it's actually a letdown problem or if it's something else. My gut tells me it may be stress related, but if so why would just one breast be affected?

Any advice or suggestions appreciated!
28th-Nov-2009 08:46 pm - Saying Sorry
Before I had children - and until Linnea was walking, even - I thought that insisting that children say "sorry" was pointless, at best, and completely devaluing the concept of apology, at worst. I've changed my mind.

I really, really value an apology. Which is not to be confused with the attempts they make to get out of jail free by doing something dreadful and chirping "I sorry now!" with a beaming smile.

So now I make my kids say sorry.

It started with me apologising to them, and on their behalf, a lot. Then I started instructing them to say sorry (I don't ask them unless I'm willing to cheerfully accept a "No," it's bad for my blood pressure to shoot myself in the foot that way). At some point I started adding a sorry-for-what? which means they don't just say Sorry, they say "Sorry, Name, for doing the whatever it was."

If they're not ready to say sorry, they have to go somewhere else until they are ready. Sometimes, they are not ready to accept each others' apologies. That's ok. Saying sorry doesn't make everything better, and it's not supposed to. It's just a first step.

I think arming them with the ability to make a prompt and sincere apology (which is often a difficult thing to do) is a good thing for the rest of their lives. And it makes it much, much easier to live with them. We all apologise a lot. I like that.
28th-Nov-2009 05:51 pm - Test yore skilz
If you know what I look like in RL, see if you can spot me on this photograph:

http://www.rathmorereunion2010.co.uk/
Is anyone else having their first baby and doing NCT? We went to our first session on Thursday and it was great. I'm really looking forward to the next 7 sessions. The lady who runs the classes is really funny and full of great information and the other couples are just lovely.

When I was booked at 10 weeks I weighed 57 kilos and I'm now 24 weeks and I've just weighed myself and it's only 60.7 kilos - is that normal? It doesn't seem like very much to me...

My midwife never weighs me so I thought I'd get a set of electronic bathroom scales.
28th-Nov-2009 09:47 am(no subject)
It's turned cold in the last 12 hours. I couldn't find the hot water bottle last night so I went to sleep curled up in a little ball. When I got up at 9am, OldBloke had put the heating on for an hour but it was still cold so I've cracked and put the controls onto constant, with the thermostat set at 19. It's feeling a bit better now.

Is it better to put the heating on when we feel cold, or to keep it on constant and move the setting on the thermostat as we see fit? If the house is cold it takes longer to warm up, if the heating's on constant but low it never gets too cold, and we can boost it if things get a bit nippy.

And by 'better' I mean both cheaper and environmentally!

And when I say it's cold, they're threatening snow.
28th-Nov-2009 06:12 am - Luxury

6am and I am not writing 1000 words before breakfast. Plus: iPhone means I can post from bed ( miss p permitting). Glory.

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28th-Nov-2009 12:08 am - Missing links
Oh, and yes, I did totally miss a day of NaBloPoMo on Thursday. I was at work all day, then volunteering at Oxfam till 8:15pm, came home, made dinner, went out to a work social thing at the pub round the corner, got home at about 11:45, spent about 10 minutes staring exhaustedly at the screen before realising that I literally didn't have any words or energy left and certainly couldn't post anything worth posting before midnight, and if I'd effectively already missed the arbitrary deadline then I might as well not miss out on sleep as well. I am definitely running out of steam. And now here I am missing out on even more sleep through trying to justify briefly prioritising sleep over arbitrary deadlines. For heaven's sake. Time for bed.
27th-Nov-2009 11:59 pm - Perl before badgers
A post about the Perl course I went on a couple of days ago. May contain a couple of paragraphs of mild interest to non-programmers. Contains traces of badgers.

Annoyingly, I wrote that post much better on the train on the way home, but (as mentioned) the iPhone Wordpress app ate it. On the other hand, that version had a very long digression about how I got into writing Perl, which I suspect interests nobody except (possibly) me.

BTW, I notice with amusement that the course tutor has since spotted that I was tweeting about the course, though I'm not sure he knows it was me, if you see what I mean. Wouldn't be hard for him to find out now, though. :-)
27th-Nov-2009 07:50 pm - The myth of the starship

(NB: As starships do not in fact exist, no starships were harmed in the production of this essay. Also, this is just words. If they upset you, go lie down in a dark room for half an hour then drink a glass of water; you'll feel better.)

Actually, I tell a lie. There are five starships that we know of; Pioneer 10, Pioneer 11, Voyager 1, Voyager 2, and New Horizons. But they're a far cry from the gleaming interstellar transports of science fiction. New Horizons is the most recent of them. Launched in late 2006, it is the fastest human-launched vehicle so far. It raced past Lunar orbit within nine hours of take-off: nevertheless, it will take around 10 years to reach Pluto (its proximate target — for a three-hour flyby). It weighs around 478 Kg, and is currently travelling outwards from the sun at around 17km/sec — about fifty times as fast as a rifle bullet.

We are 4.37 light years, or 140 million light-seconds, from Alpha Centauri, give or take. One light second is 300,000 km; it takes New Horizons about five hours to travel one light second. So: in very roughly 30 million days, or on the order of 300,000 years (if it was going in the right direction, which it isn't), New Horizons could reach Alpha Centauri.

And that's the best we've done to date, admittedly without really trying ...

27th-Nov-2009 10:03 pm - What I did with my time off
  • Got a roofer to look at our loft, which has a squirrel problem. We need our eave combs (i.e. the things that block the gap at the bottom of the tiles) replacing. Quote expected next week.
  • Taught DisOrder how to use Secret Rabbit Code.
  • Added drag and drop and playlist support to Disobedience.
  • Wrote a new manual for Disobedience. It's also grown some help buttons which link into the appropriate bits of the manual.
I've had a headache all week that won't quite die: it gets better when I'm lying in bed and worse when I'm walking around. It's nothing like my experience of migraine and it's not even particularly debilitating, though it is distracting. Neither paracetamol nor ibuprofen do a thing for it.

A very nice friendly doctor checked me out yesterday and eliminated swathes of scary things I don't have and thinks it's most likely a tension headache, caused by stresses mental and physical (e.g. having had flu 2 weeks ago and a full-time job and a small child). I am instructed to sleep more and rest more and go easy on myself. Try codeine to see if works any better than the NSAIDs (which I haven't yet but might this evening). And go back if it hasn't gone away in 10 more days.

So I have continued getting the bus where possible and walking slower-than-usual (which means I need a coat) and slacking off on the housework. I do feel much more myself this week though, which is great.

More general health and fitness )
27th-Nov-2009 12:00 pm(no subject)
If I were to scan in the images off some of Adrian's old t-shirts, and touch up the images and get them reprinted, does that count as copyright infringment to the point where I shouldn't bother to do it, even though I know he'd be really happy? Or would no one care?
27th-Nov-2009 06:59 pm - First Egg

This morning when I went out to let the chickens out of the coop into their run, like I do every morning around 10:30 or 11 am, I found our first egg sitting in the sawdust on the floor of the coop! It was all I could do not to race back to the house waving it in the air and shouting “Egg! Egg!” at the top of my lungs. As it was I did call t! quite loudly to show him our prize:

It’s small, which is normal. Young chickens start by laying smaller eggs, and “ramp up” to larger eggs. Here’s a comparison shot with an egg we bought from Hans at the market last week:

I’m hoping that the hens will start to lay in the nest boxes I made for them out of a couple of wicker baskets (I didn’t have enough spoons to build boxes out of spare plywood).

I need to try to find a couple of wood hen eggs to “seed” the nests with in hopes that they will figure out where they are supposed to be laying. Last time I went looking, I hit four different craft shops and the closest I could find were a couple of round wooden doll’s heads – since I know some people use golf balls as substitute eggs, the shape might not matter overly much.

Doesn’t that look like a cozy spot to settle down and lay an egg? The chickens didn’t seem to think so. They scattered the shredded paper all over the coop and knocked the wooden ball under the feed bin. Every morning I search for it and put it back into the nest box in hopes that they will eventually get the right idea.

So our little flock is doing well. Their diet of organic layer mash is supplemented by all our vegetable peelings and any other food scraps that they will eat and are safe to give them (pretty much everything except tea bags and leftover chicken):

And Chief, the head rooster, has been spotted doing his thing with the hens, which bodes well for some of the hens eventually raising their own chicks.

For now, I’m just thrilled that it looks like we’ll have our own fresh eggs all winter, and probably enough to pass on to family, friends and neighbors as well.

Continuing my occasional dips into classic literature with this intense stream-of-consciousness tale of a poor Mississippi family, fulfilling their wife and mother's dying wish to be buried in her inconveniently distant home town. The family dynamics are weird and understated, and the time sequencing is occasionally jarring between the dozen or so different narrators. But the various voices feel very authentic, consistent in word and thought, and it feels like Faulkner supplied a stylistic model that others have followed (it reminded me of both Orson Scott Card and Terry Bisson, two authors from opposite ends of the ideological spectrum). An absorbing and somewhat disturbing book.
27th-Nov-2009 01:36 pm - Things that annoy me

Underambitious fantasies. My back was itching in the pub last night, and I couldn't quite reach the right spot to scratch it. ‘If only,’ I heard myself think, ‘I had a slightly longer arm.’

Ridiculous! If I'm going to allow myself to fantasise counterfactually, why didn't I just fantasise ‘If only my back didn't itch in the first place’?

27th-Nov-2009 01:21 pm - Finally posting!
I've been a member for a few weeks but never got round to posting this so though I would now :)

Name: Laura
Age: 22
Location: Cumbria, England.
Do you have children? If so, how many and what ages: Nope
Are you pregnant - if so, how far gone: Yeah - 24 weeks today.

Hey everyone, I'm 6 months pregnant today! can't believe how fast it's going :) Found out on my last scan that I'm having a little boy aswell, soooo excited.

Trying to get back into livejournal so if anyone wants to add me feel free.
27th-Nov-2009 12:00 pm - Baby Seraphina
Do you remember Baby Seri, for whom you gave money towards a specialist wheelchair to help her breathe, over a year ago?

It's her third birthday today. Breathing clearly worked! And it looks like the older she gets - and therefore the higher her chances of survival - the easier it will be to get funding for her necessary equipment.
27th-Nov-2009 11:58 am - Roads
I am amused by this BBC article on Britain's most intimidating road junctions.. Particularly this comment: Between them, Birmingham, London and Glasgow took eight of the top 10 spots.

Strangely enough, I had no difficulty in guessing what the other two junctions in the list were. Yes, the Swindon and Hemel magic roundabouts, at #4 and #9.

(As someone who negotiated the Hanger Lane gyratory (#5) twice a day for several years, I think I can cope with just about anything, though I'll concede that the Glasgow ones are a real pain.)
Hey! A note to anyone interested in buying Christmas gifts from the xkcd store: the deadline for Christmas delivery of domestic orders is December 14th. We'll continue to ship after that, but won't guarantee by-Christmas delivery. (If you haven't been to the xkcd store lately, you might want to check it out. I've got some some new stuff there!)

xkcd store items
27th-Nov-2009 11:51 am - Happy Birthday
Many happy returns to [info]damerell.
27th-Nov-2009 08:03 am - I shouldn't be surprised but...
...one of these people I've known since she was 6 (and I was 12), and another is [info]the_alchemist.

27th-Nov-2009 12:00 am(no subject)
I've been quiet here - well, alternately quiet and noisy in real life. Monday I slept through with a cold, Tuesday I went to work grumbly, Wednesday I lost my voice, Thursday I regained enough of it to telephone the chap who was going to do Dragon Naturally Speaking training on Friday, and today I cough. Not too bad while I'm standing up, but it is nearly midnight...

Read Pain: The Science of Suffering, Patrick Wall, as recommended by the hospital rheumatologist/back person. He has an old-school style with some lovely characterful moments, though states things as facts without giving references. It covers pain, where it comes from, how people perceive and display it, and what is 'normal' in the hopes of helping people with chronic pain. I found it very interesting, with several points I'm still processing. It might turn out to have been very useful. I'm happy to lend it locally if anyone fancies a borrow.

Wrote to my sister a few weeks ago, when she briefly had a postal address. The card got returned yesterday, opened, with a "Addressee gone away" sticker on it. I feel kind of flat, though we've not spoken for some years and I was not getting my hopes up for a touching rapprochement.

* cough cough cough *

Did a Myers Briggs test. After years of being an INTJ Mastermind, I came out as an ENFJ Teacher. Time for a change? Not that the last three letters were far off 50%.

* cough *

Thinking of going to the cinema on Friday night (2012), but also thinking the audience might hate and kill me.

EDIT: Actually, starting to feel jolly rough again.
26th-Nov-2009 10:54 pm - Just a quick one
Couldn't resist recording this before recycling it - it's one of the pieces of scrap paper on which [info]niallm and I write to the Oyster's dictation, for him to transcribe (this is infinitely less irritating than spelling out while he writes in real time). It's from October, back when the stories were rather less sophisticated than they are now.

The numbering was his idea; it helps him keep track. One of these pages can last for hours, as he goes away to write down the latest entry and then comes back for more.

1. The adventures of small animals.
2. The squirrel hunter is back - we're safe!
3. Miaow! Run for your lives!
4. Don't eat me!
        FLUTTER FLUTTER FLUTTER
            Oh!
5. Goldilocks and the 3 Bears
6. Bears got honey for their porridge. A mean girl called Goldilocks stole all their things. They were very cross at the end, though they made friends.
7. Little Red Riding Hood
8. Little Red Riding Hood was bringing some buns to her grandma's house. A wolf stole them. But then she made some more at her grandma's house, and they had a delicious meal.

See, it's not just CBeebies that likes a nice happy ending. I'm not sure what the Oyster makes of Humpty Dumpty, actually, but at the moment he's finding it very hard to take stories with nasty or scary elements. Either he insists that I stop reading, or he asks me to scan ahead and make sure everyone's OK. No Brothers Grimm for him.

This evening was a bit extreme: he got worried when Mrs Tabitha Twitchit sent Mittens, Moppet and Tom Kitten out to the garden in their clean clothes. I assured him that nothing terrible was going to happen, so we made it through to the end and agreed that the only bad bit was the smacking ("Why did people think it was a good idea to hit children?").

And yet he swallows the fantasy-testosterone-soaked swashbuckling of the Howard Pyle/John Burrows Robin Hood.

Complex child. What a surprise.
This is a fascinating might-have-been, a six episode script for the first season of Doctor Who telling the story of a murder conspiracy against Alexander the Great, by Moris Farhi. It is moderately thrilling stuff: the plot is tight; the characterisation of the Tardis team, Alexander and his generals very good; the sense of historical predestination also consistent with Who as it developed.

But it could never have been made. It's not because of the numerous hostages to continuity offered by Farhi's script - language-teaching machine in the Tardis, the Doctor's belief in God, Susan's statements about their home time - these would have been weeded out in the editorial process. It is not even that the Tardis crew don't really impact events (though that is a weakness of the story). It is simply that it is too sad: Alexander's three closest friends all fall victims to the conspirators, followed by Alexander himself, leaving his realm to be divided between the complicit Seleucus and the loyal Ptolemy. As one of the commentaries in this edition puts it, Barbara and Susan shed more tears in this script than Rose Tyler does in her entire career.

We also have a bonus here, a single episode story (or perhaps the last episode of an unwritten longer story), The Fragile Yellow Arc of Fragrance, in which the Tardis crew visits a planet where one of the locals literally dies of love for Barbara. It is also too sad to ever have been turned into a broadcast story, but I think that today's fanficcers would love it - it's totally in tune with the idea of takiing the show's characters to places that the show's writers never could.

So this is strongly recommended, though for slightly different reasons than I though it might be: good emotional character-driven writing, and a glimpse of how Doctor Who mght have been.
26th-Nov-2009 08:53 pm - Listy post

  • The Irish Roman Catholic Priests Sex Scandal: Nothing will happen, really. Perhaps the end of the lies will help some people. But I can't imagine there being any prosecutions. I feel terribly sorry for my aunts the nuns, who knew even less about all this than my mother did all the while it was going on.

  • Us being ill: We left the house today and went to Moondogs, which was an incredibly long walk for Emer. I think she's not wholly recovered but definitely getting there. Then I spent the evening being very very dizzy, so I had to eat salty food. That's been happening more and more; I need to speak to the doctor and meanwhile get more salt into my diet. Perhaps we'll start putting some in the cooking sometimes?

  • What we're doing: This weekend is a big DIY weekend and then we're going to clean the house. Also, we have to sell two dressers, a chest-of-drawers/changing table/bookshelf unit, and Rob's Unseen University model. They have outlived their usefulness. Might wait until the New Year though, because I'm not looking forward to the whole clearing-and-photographing-and-so-on.

  • Emer's bedtimes are going very well. We're all free by nine pm most nights, and she's waking less and less overnight too. Earlier in the mornings though, unsurprisingly.

  • This is the hospital Rob refused to allow me in when I was pregnant with Linnea, and according to Rob it's the one we brought Linnea to when she was sick in the night once, when we were in Essex. We're not hugely surprised by what has been found. Though I'm not sure I'd be surprised if it had been found in our local hospital either (actually, I would - I've spent a lot of time there, after all).

  • Linnea wants Rice Pops for breakfast sometime. We were never allowed Rice Krispies because they were a waste of money, so I'll definitely be getting some for her. She has started drinking all the milk left in her cereal bowl now so breakfasts are harmonious again.

26th-Nov-2009 08:27 pm - Nooooo
Charles has reached the "Why?" stage. My explanatory talents are being stretched.
26th-Nov-2009 06:10 pm - Climategate

Various folks are getting upset for one reason or another about the hacking and redistribution of internal emails from the University of East Anglia's climate research unit.

Frankly, I can't be arsed commenting on it — because marine biologist and SF writer Peter Watts has already said it for me:

The fact is, we are all humans; and humans come with dogma as standard equipment. We can no more shake off our biases than Liz Cheney could pay a compliment to Barack Obama. The best we can do-- the best science can do-- is make sure that at least, we get to choose among competing biases.

That's how science works. It's not a hippie love-in; it's rugby. ... Science is so powerful that it drags us kicking and screaming towards the truth despite our best efforts to avoid it. And it does that at least partly fueled by our pettiness and our rivalries. Science is alchemy: it turns shit into gold. Keep that in mind the next time some blogger decries the ill manners of a bunch of climate scientists under continual siege by forces with vastly deeper pockets and much louder megaphones.

No comments on this bully-pulpit effusion, folks; it's going to attract trolls, and I simply can't be arsed dealing with them. (Going to a Gary Numan gig this evening, then the pub, then bed, then back to work on the novel. And when I get through it, the planet's still not going to be statistically significantly colder. OK?)

26th-Nov-2009 06:27 pm - Oh I should post something
But instead...

Poll #1490788
Open to: All, detailed results viewable to: All, participants: 41

How many sachets of brown sauce is "lots and lots of brown sauce"? (you may enter a range, if you think "lots and lots" has an upper as well as a lower bound)

View Answers

1
3 (7.3%)

2
2 (4.9%)

3
5 (12.2%)

4
11 (26.8%)

5
10 (24.4%)

6
14 (34.1%)

7
11 (26.8%)

8
14 (34.1%)

9
12 (29.3%)

10
14 (34.1%)

11
13 (31.7%)

12
13 (31.7%)

>12
18 (43.9%)

I've decided to do the "100 things in 100 days" meme. Technically 100 days takes me up to 5 March, but I'm expecting to lapse for birthdays / Xmas / illness here and there, so I'll be happy if I get these all done by the end of March.

Some are things I would do anyway (but need some oomph to actually get on with them) and others are extras which I think might be fun.

So here's the list: clicky )

Today I have selected "Send a surprise gift to a friend". I bought myself a little something lately and at the same time it reminded me of someone. So I bought two.

One of my LJ friends has a little something in the post. Is it you? What will it be?

I like sending gifts. It's a lot more fun than the stress of receiving them.
26th-Nov-2009 12:40 pm - That was a bad idea.

Feeling v bouncy this morning. Quite looking forward to teaching.

Boss greeted me, said 'you sound worse'. I denied this.

Thirty mins in asthma got so bad had to leave them to work alone. Left after one hour. Have seen nurse and have prescription for stronger drugs. Currently in bed with cat. She has this strange idea that if she sits on my chest I will feel better.

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26th-Nov-2009 12:25 pm - sic transit...
…plastic.
Or, A Riffe On The Mattyre of Luncheon

Shortly after I moved to Cambridge I acquired one of the Lock and Lock containers (measuring indicates it's probably that one) in which I could transport my lunch. It has done sterling service. The outer surface is somewhat roughened in places, largely from contact with other objects while being ferried around in a pannier, the inner surface somewhat discoloured, largely from the transportation of foodstuffs involving turmeric.

Over the years, since the age of about 10 when the school I went to decided that it was prepared to offer an alternative to "school dinner", I have been, when out, an habitual carry-my-lunch-with-me person. When I was at school cold food travelled in a plastic bag or box, but hot food required a Thermos - narrow necked for soups and other drinks, chunkier wide-necked for stews and suchlike. When I was a student, whether of the undergraduate or postgraduate variety, I mixed-and-matched bringing my own lunch and using the refectory. In paid employment the packed lunch has reigned supreme. The wide-necked Thermos, a somewhat unwieldy beast, was the first type of container to be set aside, largely owing to the microwave oven making an appearance in the workplace, and the narrow neck Thermos is now used only when I know I will be out-out. Plastic bags have come and gone, as they do, and various plastic containers have been used, some set aside as the wrong size, others when their lids sprang a leak.

This is probably the most versatile container I have used. The lid has remained leak-proof despite severe provocation. It has served as a container for cold foods, mainly vegetable-based or fruit-based salads, and hot foods; pasta-based dishes, rice-based dishes and other assorted concoctions, probably best described as vegetable-based stew-type things. Generally it has transported portion X of Y as I have, over the years, moved to a pattern of making a large quantity of $something at the weekend and eating the relevant fraction of that each day I needed to bring lunch in. This week is pasta with 'garden sauce' (tomatoes, sweet corn, carrots, runner beans, garlic, onion, chilli and sweet pepper - indeed everything that was growing in the garden one weekend in September and that could be cooked and frozen in a satisfactory manner). Sometimes, when reheating is required, the contents get transferred to a bowl, sometimes the container is popped directly into the microwave.

If this sounds something like an obituary it is because this morning, as I 'snapped on' the lid, one of the shorter end flaps, which had been a little wobbly for a while, finally "came off in me 'ands m'a'm". It would be really quite straightforward to go and buy another container of the same type. I am sure that most people would do that without a second thought. It looks as though the whole of this long post has merely been an accompaniment to a muse: firstly on why I have with me a Lock and Lock box featuring an elastic band around one end and secondly on how long this state of affairs is likely to continue. It is indeed a strange critter at times&hellip
26th-Nov-2009 11:27 am(no subject)
Aww, look at this! This guy collects construction materials that are going to landfill, designs houses around what he's got, takes on apprentices to build them and then sells them to people in housing trouble for much less than they would otherwise pay. Can I be him when I grow up?
(Link is to a site with a video on it; content is in the video but it only starts playing when you click on it.)

http://www.happynews.com/news/11242009/one-man-trash-man-house.htm
26th-Nov-2009 10:24 am - More on Catherine Ashton
This cartoon is in today's European Voice, along with a profile of Catherine Ashton:



There is no explanation in the article of why she is depicted in this way, so a lot of European Voice readers will be mildly puzzled.
26th-Nov-2009 01:04 am - FreeBSD unifdef(1) and factor(6)

Earlier this week I got a bug report for unifdef from Jonathan Nieder, who now maintains the Debian package. This prompted me to do some work on it, which it sorely needed - I hadn't touched it since March last year, and I had a bunch of unincorporated patches from Anders Kaseor, and I haven't backported the fix for an embarrassing bug from FreeBSD-8 to FreeBSD-7.

I've dealt with all but the last of these, and the latest version unifdef-1.188 is available from http://dotat.at/prog/unifdef/. I have also committed it to FreeBSD-9-CURRENT. When the code freeze for FreeBSD-8-STABLE is lifted (FreeBSD-8.0 should be released RSN!) I'll backport unifdef to the 8-STABLE and 7-STABLE branches.

This evening I also did a bit of work on FreeBSD's version of factor. I noticed a while back that it has a performance bug: it's very slow to factorize some numbers, for example my phone number. I got its bignum factoring code from NetBSD back in 2002, so I went back there to see if they knew anything about this bug. It turns out that jsm28 fixed the bug in 2004. Five and a half years later I've finally committed the fix to FreeBSD...

25th-Nov-2009 11:52 pm - Left undone
Hey, I totally wasn't going to do the diary thing this month because I don't think that counts as Proper Blogging, but I had to get up ridiculously early this morning to get the 7:53 train to London for an excellent Perl course (with added badgers), got back to Oxford in time for another great Oxford Geek Night at the Jericho Tavern, drank some very tasty raspberry beer, and now am really far too tired to blog coherently about anything. Also, I wrote a Wordpress blog post (for one of the other blogs) on the iPhone on the train home, saved it as a local draft, decided I'd be better off uploading it and tried to save it as a full draft, at which point the Wordpress app threw up its hands, showed the spinning wheel of death for a bit, then crashed. Guess where my post ended up? No, I don't know either, but it's not on wordpress.com and it's not on the iPhone. :-( Also, one of our fence-panels got torn off one of our fence-posts, presumably in last night's tempestuous winds (which kept me awake when I was trying to get to sleep in preparation for getting up early); can be fixed, but it'll take more time, more faff, more money.

So, I have a massive list of things I haven't done, minor guilt about things I have done, and general worries about the two sets of things; but I'm feeling enthusiastic about Perl, happy to be in our house even though the fence is falling down, and incredibly positive about the prospect of going to sleep within the next 20 minutes. Good night. :-)

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25th-Nov-2009 03:55 pm - More holding patterns

If you're wondering what this week's excuse for scanty blog updates could possibly be, it might have something to do with me being 40,000 words into the (projected) 100,000 word first draft of 2011's novel, "Rule 34". It's a sequel to "Halting State", set some five years after the earlier novel, and focusing on the way our definitions of crime and morality (not to mention the practice of policing) change over time. (Yes, the title is an explicit call-out to you-know-what. The term "Hitler Yaoi" has been used with intent ... but only after I googled, rubbed my eyes, and concluded that rule 34 was in effect.)

So it's with some interest that I spotted this news item on the web today. Nutshell version: Dennis O'Connor, HM Chief Inspector of Police, has issued a report on the conduct of public order policing (commissioned in the aftermath of the G20 protests in April). It's damning in its condemnation of heavy-handed tactics adopted primarily by the London Metropolitan Police, in emulation of crowd-control techniques used on the continent and in the United States: "The report, published today, called for a softening of the approach and urged a return to the "British model" of policing, first defined by 19th-century Conservative prime minister Sir Robert Peel. O'Connor advocated an 'approachable, impartial, accountable style of policing based on minimal force and anchored in public consent'."

All I can say is: it's overdue. The Americanization of British policing has visibly been in train for a decade now — and not in a good way. The culture of Britain's police forces sprang from very different roots, and the increasing emphasis on bureaucratization, pre-emption through the threat of massive force, and alienation from the public that has characterised the current government's tinkering with the machinery of law and order is a radical and unwelcome departure. It's given us such travesties as the RIPA Act, with its implicit abolition of the right to silence (the first victim of whose anti-terrorism provisions appears to be a harmless schizophrenic), the practice of police routinely arresting people in order to justify collecting DNA samples, and the use of police intelligence apparatus to help corporations snoop on protestors. The creeping expansion of police surveillance and suspicion of legitimate political dissent — I'm not talking about bomb-makers here, but simply people who want to demonstrate in public their disagreement with government policies — is deeply worrying. Let's hope that the O'Connor report marks the beginning of a sea change in the relationship between the British police forces and the public, away from the American/European paramilitary model and back towards "the historic tradition that the police are the public and the public are the police; the police being only members of the public who are paid to give full-time attention to duties which are incumbent upon every citizen in the interests of community welfare and existence."

25th-Nov-2009 07:19 pm(no subject)
In Clare Byam-Cook's latest blog entry, she suggests that Breastfeeding Counsellors can be trained on 3 day courses that cost £300.

NCT Breastfeeding Counsellor training takes about 4 years and does not require any payment from the trainee. Training with other breastfeeding charities (BfN, ABM, LLL) is comparable to that.

So what on earth is she talking about? Answers on a postcard as it is not possible to comment on her blog so I can't ask her.

Has anyone heard of such a course?
25th-Nov-2009 05:17 pm - Flu Jabs
Getting a flu jab of any variety here is pretty much the same as in New Zealand. Anyone with underlying health problems gets an invite for a free flu shot and the times for the flu clinic. Once in the waiting room, people are called up one by one by a nurse to have their shot administered.

The Netherlands has a slightly different approach. Invitees turn up at a flu clinic, join the queue with their sleeves rolled up, hand over their letter/get their name checked off, walk through 'til they reach a nurse/medical type. Exhange of greetings: "Goedemorgen" "Goedemorgen" *swab*. A few steps later, they reach the GP, "Goedemorgen" "Goedemorgen" *jab*. Next, *press* and wait for bandage to be applied if needed. Bit of paper is ticked. Walk out door and that's it. Done in five.

I'm not sure why they do it this way for adults. Unlike the UK and NZ, the Netherlands tends to have single GP practices instead of group practices with large waiting rooms. However, France tends towards single GP practices too and they have individual appointments for flu shots. After you've picked the vial up from the pharmacy! But I'd be surprised if they did that with the swine flu (a.k.a. "la grippe A").

While the Dutch way lacks privacy it has the advantage of speed. One of the women waiting with me was getting the shot as a birthday treat and had a good long time to think about it before being called in. There was also plenty of time for people in the waiting room to reminisce about being given sugar cubes at school many years before. That's for polio, I think, foul tasting stuff.

Which reminds me, all this worry about swine flu, but I recently read that polio is now endemic in only four countries. Eradication is in sight. Exciting stuff!
24th-Nov-2009 04:53 pm - The dumps
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From: (S) Seisin's Greetings  (steph)

Subject: The dumps

I've been feeling depressed today.  Every problem is insurmountable, it's a
herculean amount of effort to get even the simplest task done, and even when I
can muster the motivation to do something my memory for short-term details is
working even less well than usual so it's a case of two steps forward and
somewhere between one and three steps back...

There is a big heap of things to do, but that's not normally a problem.  My
usual attitude is to find the next thing and do it, and slowly I work my way
through most of what's important.  Today, though, it's a huge pile of Stuff
that needs my attention, which in this case I have not got.  No less huge,
though rather less metaphorical, is the mess on my desk, which isn't helping.

I suspect I just have to write today off as a bad job and start again tomorrow.

LJ
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