tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4216347400314273072024-03-19T12:42:08.777+00:00Snap, Crackle and ScribbleThere simply aren't enough blogs in the top right six counties on this island (Ireland) which are...written by me. Here's one.Willhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764468699330448915noreply@blogger.comBlogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421634740031427307.post-15220398357543130742010-03-04T11:53:00.009+00:002010-03-10T08:37:56.660+00:00Grasping the EdgeI met some remarkable people this week. You sometimes do in my job. But these folk were the kind of people that never get much attention, and all too sadly, sometimes feel they're not worth any attention anyway.<div><br /></div><div>But they are.</div><div><br /></div><div>This group of friends have all faced down varying degrees of mental illness, in this case, brought on or exacerbated by traumatic events in their lives, events over which they had no control. But this group has taken action which has transformed the lives of each member. Their coordinator believes it has consequently saved the NHS a fortune in drugs and counselling.</div><div><br /></div><div>I'd agree.</div><div><br /></div><div>You see, they wrote. They put it down on the page. They wrote about what happened to them, how they felt about it, how they feel now, what they think about the future.</div><div><br /></div><div>I only got to hear about it because they've now published their writing in a book called "Grasping the Edge". </div><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkBZNWnlRGdBABBeB2j6fOROoLRWKyvT8_J07iLFxILeATeF7RqWsQnGADNonsLO9lJ0AlPGFqbC-trs0rzhLKjJ4nkAXGrxzuekJwS0kpuOM2Ihj0UGidA_LOspf5Wz0zb5c8wxgNfP8/s200/51yv3cYUkhL._SS500_.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444747723354741986" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 200px; " /><div>Now I need to be honest here. When journalists are told that some people have published their "creative writing" we usually roll our eyes and wonder how we are going to let them down gently. The standard isn't usually brilliant, and the chances of the world being set on fire by their book are slimmer than the book usually is.</div><div><br /></div><div>But this time I knew the editor, Philomena Gallagher. I knew she has a gift for finding the people who need help, and finding a way of providing it. She knew perfectly well I was more interested in the people and their reasons for writing, than their actual writing. So I waited for a slow news day, fought my corner with "the producer" and set off to meet them.</div><div><br /></div><div>The stories. Oh the stories! Arlene started writing after her son was stabbed to death - it was either that, or suicide. Olivia had written poems ever since her sexual abuse as a child, but now she doesn't have to hide her work. Agnes wrote about the violent domestic abuse she had suffered, because with the pen in her hand she now had control. They all had such stories to tell.</div><div><br /></div><div>Each of them has known mental illness, and a real lack of self-worth. Each of them has been helped by their writing. They're even planning to take workshops in Italy later this year, at the request of a school there. I was looking for a story to make a good radio report, a simple job to pass my late shift. So I was embarrassed that they saw my visit as an encouragement and a major boost to their work. </div><div><br /></div><div>These are not policy makers or opinion formers, these are not powerful people. Our Establishment does not consider them important. But it was a privilege to meet them. </div><div><br /></div><div>You can hear their stories on the <a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/iplayer/episode/b00r5cky/Good_Morning_Ulster_02_03_2010/">BBC iPlayer</a> for a couple more weeks yet. Listen to Tuesday 2nd March from 1 hour, 13 minutes and 20 seconds in. It's really worth it - and on the upside, I don't speak at all. Take a look at the book <a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Grasping-Writers-Block-Creative-Writing/dp/0956417213/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1267706282&sr=8-1-spell">here</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div>As <a href="http://alaninbelfast.blogspot.com/">alaninbelfas</a>t said to me on <a href="http://twitter.com/will_leitch">Twitter</a> the next day. "Amazing what's out there that we never hear about".</div><div><br /></div><div>Well now you have.</div><div><br /></div><div> </div>Willhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764468699330448915noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421634740031427307.post-84398944865860404702010-02-26T10:47:00.008+00:002010-02-26T11:32:44.072+00:00Bin there, done that.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim_m1TiElPI3wakBGEQj-jb6_0RMxUlM-wvauPRyfdd0KqcUYv2yh7R3zdGW-0IcAokiXWJMK1F53EgrBZbUi7Oe4dqi9bcq5iu7V_589-Ys2FJam6c2To7lRCwm_0Id2UyfAa1HcY3a8/s1600-h/DSC00280.jpg"><br /></a><br /><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>There's a good deal of tension on our street this morning. No one wants to make a fool of himself. <div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>But some of us will.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> Our black wheelie bins go out today. But also i</span>t's the annual "Is this the week they restart collecting the brown compost bins?" week. These bins are for garden and food waste (in wee degradable plastic bags - what will they think of next?), and they aren't collected for three months over the winter. The collections restart in March, but CAN sometimes begin at the end of February.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim_m1TiElPI3wakBGEQj-jb6_0RMxUlM-wvauPRyfdd0KqcUYv2yh7R3zdGW-0IcAokiXWJMK1F53EgrBZbUi7Oe4dqi9bcq5iu7V_589-Ys2FJam6c2To7lRCwm_0Id2UyfAa1HcY3a8/s1600-h/DSC00280.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEim_m1TiElPI3wakBGEQj-jb6_0RMxUlM-wvauPRyfdd0KqcUYv2yh7R3zdGW-0IcAokiXWJMK1F53EgrBZbUi7Oe4dqi9bcq5iu7V_589-Ys2FJam6c2To7lRCwm_0Id2UyfAa1HcY3a8/s200/DSC00280.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442508925472393106" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px; " /></a><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"></span>By late February most of us are in despair and have been out in our yards with a stepladder. Instructions: Open brown bin lid, climb up ladder, step into bin. Jump up and down. Climb out and descend ladder, worrying about what is now on the soles of your shoes. Add some garden or food waste to bin, since rats and heaven knows what else have been at it. Wish earnestly it was March. Repeat every two days from Boxing Day onwards.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>I must congratulate Belfast City Council on a website which aims to answer every question we could possibly have about bin etiquette. I have read it three times and it still leaves me in doubt. I think there's no collection, but there MIGHT be. Writing that kind of in conclusive FAQ section must take some skill. One slip up, and people can be sure what you mean. And just imagine the legal ramifications of that! </div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNioaGKmazcFeIuA4Ixxpoc2IfkPThiALUjetf7hbI8bEzHm8eCrVJ8jttR8eD-cy4gwFNKG5Lz5lGjBHMTVbQkV83YbYQcLRETfBCNKPWN3_V_8bluhzazOyvnAenQ1WMONDl8H0O4PM/s1600-h/DSC00279.jpg"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNioaGKmazcFeIuA4Ixxpoc2IfkPThiALUjetf7hbI8bEzHm8eCrVJ8jttR8eD-cy4gwFNKG5Lz5lGjBHMTVbQkV83YbYQcLRETfBCNKPWN3_V_8bluhzazOyvnAenQ1WMONDl8H0O4PM/s200/DSC00279.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5442506289228751714" style="float: right; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px; " /></a><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>On balance I think the brown bin has little chance of being emptied today, but this hasn't stopped 80% of householders on this street putting theirs out in hope. I held out until about 0800 when I finally followed the flock and added mine to the row of "I can't understand the website" shame. Well I mean, if you aren't in, you can't win.</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>But think of the shame this evening when the black bins are emptied. The brown bins on the other hand are sitting there, neglected and untouched. After dark, one by one, humiliated householders will creep out, and drag their still-heavy brown bins back to the dank waiting area that is the back yard, reflecting on the prospect of two more weeks of stepladder roulette. Within five minutes they'll be re-reading the Belfast City Council website and muttering. "Ah THAT'S what they mean..."</div><div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span>My Dad once told me that the older I got, the more I'd care about everything that my 18 year old mind currently thought was dull and inconsequential. </div><div><br /></div><div>You see he understood. I didn't. </div><div><br /></div><div>I do now.</div>Willhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764468699330448915noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421634740031427307.post-16797420780305317332010-02-19T08:13:00.004+00:002010-02-19T12:26:30.571+00:00Knotty TalkA singularly new experience this morning - a newstalk radio programme made me laugh out loud and encouraged me out of bed. <div><br /></div><div><span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span><a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b0070htg">BBC Radio Five Live's Nicky Campbell</a> was interviewing Bill Henderson, a representative of the <a href="http://www.tynwald.org.im/">Isle of Man Parliament, the Tynwald</a>. Angry at Gordon Brown's and his Westminster Government's intention to re-examine the fiscal relationship between the two jurisdictions, he put it thus.</div><div><br /></div><div>"He's saying, 'Look, the umbilical cord's being cut, end of story, get knotted'..."</div><div><br /></div><div>Was this use of "get knotted" a clever extension of the analogy of the umbilical cord? After all, knots do matter in such circumstances, midwives could tell you about that.</div><div><br /></div><div>I think not. I think Bill Henderson was simply cross about the way Gordon Brown was treating his community and felt the expression summed up London's attitude to that strong-willed island.</div><div><br /></div><div>Get knotted! What a great expression! What a delight to hear it in this context. Note to self. Use "get knotted" much more often.</div>Willhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764468699330448915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421634740031427307.post-90845758522116602472010-02-11T18:39:00.006+00:002010-02-13T12:14:35.109+00:00And it's gonna happen<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdjyVCwk-LN25P1TC8isKQCvRT1VB01YJ7TrfYjeQ5_4JZ08h5pFDZmrgAc4ebgRPjCdnrWGQlfrFvBP_Mij8YAytH2Q95L5yMnoL79WeJS9FJDxTdyeC5hCGvyLGt2b3tZSpK0VxV_e4/s1600-h/Peter-Horrock-FacebookTwi-001.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 120px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdjyVCwk-LN25P1TC8isKQCvRT1VB01YJ7TrfYjeQ5_4JZ08h5pFDZmrgAc4ebgRPjCdnrWGQlfrFvBP_Mij8YAytH2Q95L5yMnoL79WeJS9FJDxTdyeC5hCGvyLGt2b3tZSpK0VxV_e4/s200/Peter-Horrock-FacebookTwi-001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5437062640269075506" /></a><br />Thanks to my old boss Bill Rogers, <a href="http://tradingaswdr.blogspot.com/">Trading as WDR</a> for blogging about, and thus reminding me about the comments by Peter Horrocks <a href="http://www.guardian.co.uk/media/pda/2010/feb/10/bbc-news-social-media">(see the Guardian)</a>. The BBC's new Director of Global News, has spoken of the need for journalists to embrace the possibilities of social networking sites for finding stories worth reporting on more traditional media. Here's what he said to his BBC staff (that's them down on the shop floor behind him) about the likes of Facebook and Twitter.<span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"> </span><div><br /></div><div>"If you don't like it, if you think that level of change or that different way of working isn't right for me, then go and do something else, because it's going to happen. You're not going to be able to stop it."<br /><div><br /></div><div>Now this has interested me for all sorts of reasons - for a start, he has a point. I became aware of the story through Twitter, learned more reading an online blog, and discussed it with a colleague who asked me what the email he'd just received was actually about. Secondly, I use such online media a fair old bit already - and have got several stories worth doing in the past six months simply by watching interesting exchanges on both the sites he mentions. Who was among the first to do a piece on the massive Belfast4Haiti gig and spin offs? Well, it was me, actually. And all because I was looking at Twitter as they began to organise it - all whilst my producer that day eyed me with a look which said "Is he skiving or working I wonder?"</div><div><br /></div><div>So it can work. I've even spent half an hour tonight fiddling about with <a href="http://www.google.com/buzz">Buzz</a>. Why? Well not because of Peter's exhortations, no harm to him. It's because I'm curious, intrigued, and <i>want to know</i>. I hope that need to know motivates most of us a bit more than emails from Big Bosses.</div><div><br /></div><div>Even so, I'll still read the emails from said Big Bosses and be seen to obey. (Is this the same as actually obeying? Discuss) </div><div><br /></div><div>Why will I toe the line? Well, you see, I'm also motivated by the <i>need to pay the mortgage.</i></div><div><br /></div></div>Willhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764468699330448915noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421634740031427307.post-6445839757839542872010-02-06T23:04:00.006+00:002010-02-06T23:25:41.046+00:00Caught Out<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm8L-qNtqek9-ZNHigUh8Ulc9DL8E6TLaH_8uzlL9gX_olRX7vk0u_GnRT4Y2CiJK_vrWWvpZGlbxSYXwg1xQbGWg-tGhWplcra9XBLWZ44mfm4VUuheq99TxEJEzlxwbGRGw5XrjsBXg/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2010-02-06+at+23.24.31.png"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXi-ColR-KSQuzZBelTd5NiayhHncRnUoRC1nn8HLOGxQYW4OfNfM5ETo0RDehH2fEWFAuJ5rN_VGtic-WdG_j9QsvhFjZzJZ7lsx0dqnDDieN9F3xe5G193ly5MpDl8vlxUy5ewZMTr8/s1600-h/20145.jpeg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXi-ColR-KSQuzZBelTd5NiayhHncRnUoRC1nn8HLOGxQYW4OfNfM5ETo0RDehH2fEWFAuJ5rN_VGtic-WdG_j9QsvhFjZzJZ7lsx0dqnDDieN9F3xe5G193ly5MpDl8vlxUy5ewZMTr8/s200/20145.jpeg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435274953613762210" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjh3u0N7ELQlJv1x8XC7jzGVN-Zw8xAluZRYBb4MdPMNnwK4kP3FQCTN8M76Cclao6q1-sW3sJhggSXUOnw3pd0BPFPehiqlT8Fy1hYzTRJ7hvmYZb97cBbQtel9SMg7dmGs8dJ2q8rHNw/s1600-h/frontelev-001.jpg"></a><br />What do you think of this camera? Nice eh? I bought it on eBay this week, which is amazing, because I didn't really mean to. <div><br /></div><div>Are you an eBay bidder? I'm not seasoned by any means but I've certainly bought a few things on there. One or two were ill-advised, or simply too cheap to be any more than you'd get anywhere for the money. But by and large I've done well there, even selling a few items for a good price. </div><div><br /></div><div>So I felt I knew the ropes a week ago when I noticed this camera - the discontinued but excellent <a href="http://www.sony.co.uk/product/dss-digital-slr/dslr-a700">Sony Alpha 700</a>, offered for sale, with no reserve, from a well-regarded and experienced eBay seller. This camera is sought-after, especially as Sony has yet to come up with a direct replacement for it, the nearest on either side being the <a href="http://www.sony.co.uk/product/dss-digital-slr/dslr-a550">Sony Alpha 550</a>, or the full frame <a href="http://www.sony.co.uk/product/dss-digital-slr/dslr-a850">Sony Alpha 850</a>. </div><div><br /></div><div>This looked like a potential bargain. The price was so low, I bid a few times to see what the serious enthusiasts were prepared to pay. And when I bid my absolute limit, I stopped, noticing that with about 72 hours to go, I was now winning. I smiled to myself as I set off for a few days away, because I knew the price would go past me, probably by as much as another £150. I promptly forgot all about it.</div><div><br /></div><div>But it didn't. So whilst interviewing someone on Monday night I got a text from a friend congratulating me on my new purchase. And then I had to think if I really had the money. Mind you, I've now got a new (to me) camera, and it's <a href="http://www.dpreview.com/reviews/SonyDSLRA700/">brilliant</a>. </div><div><br /></div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm8L-qNtqek9-ZNHigUh8Ulc9DL8E6TLaH_8uzlL9gX_olRX7vk0u_GnRT4Y2CiJK_vrWWvpZGlbxSYXwg1xQbGWg-tGhWplcra9XBLWZ44mfm4VUuheq99TxEJEzlxwbGRGw5XrjsBXg/s200/Screen+shot+2010-02-06+at+23.24.31.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435275541410748674" style="float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 50px; " /></span><div>I'm glad I bid with such bare-faced cheek. Even if I wasn't really serious. But it did make me think.</div><div><br /></div><div>Be careful what you strive for. You might win.<br /><div><br /></div></div>Willhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764468699330448915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421634740031427307.post-50602101306907849112010-01-22T19:14:00.015+00:002010-01-23T10:42:20.330+00:00Otter Know Better than anthropomorphism<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ROmVAiLHrCgW6VfiVMXfIL5Wpy8-cupdgJ7GD0Dy5oDkedfRy5i-lCKG5PNFBeVvBnnDU42fhSO1HOpDCP4l3Pbs_3_-kNKj5cDSnGexz9Z6YDSTl7CbeQROBFGmKw0-MfkrPlBQrmc/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2010-01-22+at+19.42.22.png"></a><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3v5_xa21Oddbx3KQ_dbwn7fcOqDnpWT2zOV9Gn5hAz1uNwHp_atsDaDWV1Lpb75JxYEQOusueRLBDBFEYodv12gTjf7DYfOvxys98hhCdnfyamsTTKXC0HOxOWZ11UXPJ2yYMciIdXl4/s1600-h/Feature_Team2-4.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 187px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3v5_xa21Oddbx3KQ_dbwn7fcOqDnpWT2zOV9Gn5hAz1uNwHp_atsDaDWV1Lpb75JxYEQOusueRLBDBFEYodv12gTjf7DYfOvxys98hhCdnfyamsTTKXC0HOxOWZ11UXPJ2yYMciIdXl4/s200/Feature_Team2-4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429653594979979298" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">I was amused to read the back page of the <a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/">Daily Telegraph</a> this week. I don't usually do this, the weather maps and related information look rather intimidating, but I do pick it up sometimes when abroad on holiday. This happens usually after ten days of a self-proclaimed and wife-enforced no-news policy. I then give up and stand alarmingly close to Brits on holiday in the hope of reading over their shoulders that the weather is miraculously better in Ireland than it is in Spain. </span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">But, as <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ronnie_Corbett">Ronnie Corbett</a> regularly says, I digress.</span><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Back to the back page of the Telegraph.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Ignoring "the producer", and picking up the paper in the office, I allowed myself to be charmed by the "Nature Notes", something I suspect I'm far too removed from the landed set to read.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">"Young otter climbing trees is 'rebelling'" it informed me solemnly. It appears that staff at <a href="http://www.wwt.org.uk/visit-us/slimbridge">Slimbridge Wetland Centre</a> in Gloucestershire have been surprised to see a young female otter regularly scrambling up the branches of a nearby tree.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Given that otters do not usually climb trees - at any rate, not in Gloucestershire, they think she may have been "'flexing her teenage muscles' and trying to prove herself."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">"'It's the otter equivalent of stomping upstairs to your room and slamming the door.' said Sally Munro, a spokesman for the centre."</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Now I like this story. I like the idea of a grumpy otter shoving one in the direction of Mum and Dad, who, bewildered at the stroppy behaviour of their offspring, shrug their shoulders in resignation and get on with trying to catch some fish to feed her little brother.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">But in truth, I can't really say I believe this is what is going on. I spent a traumatic afternoon last weekend helping my 12 year old daughter write a poem about the seasons with an example of <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Anthropomorphism">anthropomorphism</a> in the last line of every verse. I strongly suspect there's an unhealthy dose of it - anthropomorphism that is - going on here. Our young female otter, manifestly not human, is being endowed with human characteristics and motives by the Slimbridge staff.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ROmVAiLHrCgW6VfiVMXfIL5Wpy8-cupdgJ7GD0Dy5oDkedfRy5i-lCKG5PNFBeVvBnnDU42fhSO1HOpDCP4l3Pbs_3_-kNKj5cDSnGexz9Z6YDSTl7CbeQROBFGmKw0-MfkrPlBQrmc/s1600-h/Screen+shot+2010-01-22+at+19.42.22.png"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5ROmVAiLHrCgW6VfiVMXfIL5Wpy8-cupdgJ7GD0Dy5oDkedfRy5i-lCKG5PNFBeVvBnnDU42fhSO1HOpDCP4l3Pbs_3_-kNKj5cDSnGexz9Z6YDSTl7CbeQROBFGmKw0-MfkrPlBQrmc/s200/Screen+shot+2010-01-22+at+19.42.22.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5429656041253018738" style="text-align: center; float: left; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; cursor: pointer; width: 116px; height: 200px; " /></a><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Otters, I believe, are not especially human. There is no way we can possibly know that one is having a fit of teenage rebellion. But it's fun to imagine, I'll give you that. </span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Having said all that. <a href="http://www.belfastzoo.co.uk/">Belfast Zoo</a> once reported the escape of a teenage monkey which hadn't been getting on with its Dad. I didn't really mind the anthropomorphism. What I loved about that story was that after a few days of freedom to roam anywhere he wanted in North Belfast, the monkey reappeared at the zoo gates one morning, wanting back in.</span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><br /></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';">Well North Belfast always was a difficult place for Primates. </span></div></div>Willhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764468699330448915noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421634740031427307.post-81692175138997800052010-01-11T21:04:00.012+00:002010-01-22T21:10:43.948+00:00Photo Excellence<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw7JIOLZvQCQqFwGQk88NhyphenhyphenxzN1hGt-imTpnUSrOwQ4jTvDBso3MJ3rYlRbSOax7bIHzPbwnpD75UK-N7lC8Dy-EPf6RDXLJHG8X3wuRVL6BiWkaCNGZYSXZt_R7TOXgXa9b2-mZ3BvgA/s1600-h/Camera-Test-Sony-Alpha-850_sidebysidesmall.jpg"><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 148px; height: 91px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhw7JIOLZvQCQqFwGQk88NhyphenhyphenxzN1hGt-imTpnUSrOwQ4jTvDBso3MJ3rYlRbSOax7bIHzPbwnpD75UK-N7lC8Dy-EPf6RDXLJHG8X3wuRVL6BiWkaCNGZYSXZt_R7TOXgXa9b2-mZ3BvgA/s200/Camera-Test-Sony-Alpha-850_sidebysidesmall.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425594552015731266" /></a><br /><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">H</span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" color: rgb(70, 73, 72); line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">ave you ever wondered why your photos never seem to be as good as those other dudes on </span></span><a href="http://www.flickr.com/"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">Flickr</span></span></a><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">? Heck I do. Maybe we need to think about it a bit more. My thanks to photographer, Marketing Manager and my friend, David Healey (no, not the footballer) for permission to pass on his thoughts on some basic steps you can take to achieve better results. Believe me, he knows what he's talking about.</span></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><br /></span></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style=" line-height: 16px; font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;font-size:13px;"><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(70, 73, 72); line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">1. Never buy a camera without an eye level (optical preferably) viewfinder, unless you are willing to carry a tripod with you.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(70, 73, 72); line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">2. The larger the film format or sensor size, and the higher the quality setting that you set your digital camera to, the better quality will be the end result – all other things being equal.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(70, 73, 72); line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">3. Never fall for the lie that it doesn’t matter how you take it, you can always sort it out and make it a decent picture in the darkroom/computer: you cannot ‘make a silk purse out of a sow’s ear’. Get it right before you take it.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(70, 73, 72); line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">4. Read the manual.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(70, 73, 72); line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">5. Invest in a tripod.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(70, 73, 72); line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">6. Spend money on high quality lenses, rather than exotic camera features.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(70, 73, 72); line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">7. Hold the camera properly: assuming it has a viewfinder, hold it up to your face with both hands holding the camera. For an SLR hold the camera in your right hand, and use the left to support the camera from below the lens with your thumb the left i.e. holding the lens in your palm of your hand.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(70, 73, 72); line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">8. Use daylight wherever possible (…it gives much more natural lighting than flash) and have the subject side lit. Light coming from behind you will lead to boring, shadowless photos, and light coming from in front of you (expect in certain circumstances like sunsets) will lead to lens flare and your main subject will be in shadow.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(70, 73, 72); line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">9. Take photos (in Europe) before 10 am and after 4pm in the summer (or 11 am and 3pm in winter) as the illumination is warmer (so more pleasing to the eye) and shadows longer.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(70, 73, 72); line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">10. Lean to avoid the two (most often confused) basic errors of photography: camera shake (resulting in double images – see 4 and 6) and incorrect focus (possible even with an autofocus camera). Unsharp mask in Photoshop will not solve these basic errors.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(70, 73, 72); line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">11. Before you take the photo, look carefully around the viewfinder (or screen if that is all you have) to see if<br />- there are things (e.g. road signs) that you do not want in the picture<br />- the composition is poor e.g. a tree is growing out of the subject’s head<br />- or the subject is too far away i.e. too small<br />- or there is something in the foreground of your nice landscape which is visually distracting<br />Recompose the photo.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(70, 73, 72); line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">12. When pressing the shutter release, there is not need to surprise it by sharply jabbing it. Press it gently first to allow the camera to work out the focus and exposure, and then press it all the way down gently to take the photo, when you and the subject are ready.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(70, 73, 72); line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">13. Use a tripod or other means of steadying the camera in poor light.</span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(70, 73, 72); line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">14. When taking landscapes or big views turn the auto flash off…it will not help to use flash because the main subject is so far away. </span></span></p><p style="margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; color: rgb(70, 73, 72); line-height: 18px; "><span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); line-height: normal; "><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX0Wzgxo_Kq17YRgfsOkoi2FYj8laMQA2-Mor-6nksuf2rhVQD4LP6vcdjHKvtsmGVsGmKJ9orOx8GLbMWU4PKlroLdGyG2dRHbT1-AuzpYCyicU5yMcEZLiSdcV5BHtBV9BYEygEZvuM/s1600-h/Camera-of-the-Year-Nikon-D3x_sidebysidesmall.jpg"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;"><img src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgX0Wzgxo_Kq17YRgfsOkoi2FYj8laMQA2-Mor-6nksuf2rhVQD4LP6vcdjHKvtsmGVsGmKJ9orOx8GLbMWU4PKlroLdGyG2dRHbT1-AuzpYCyicU5yMcEZLiSdcV5BHtBV9BYEygEZvuM/s200/Camera-of-the-Year-Nikon-D3x_sidebysidesmall.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425593828318621106" style="cursor: pointer; width: 148px; height: 91px; " /></span></span></a></span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size:small;">15. Once you get the photos, work out why some did not work: improve your technique by thinking about your photos and looking at other people’s. Bin the bad ones.</span></span></p></span>Willhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764468699330448915noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421634740031427307.post-87647192056759209492010-01-11T19:58:00.008+00:002010-01-22T21:11:22.511+00:00Base Tunes.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVHgyx8Rn-AoCzfTmDKVFD2lQ91yilCfElUu_DcZNibgCbk7_1v8vyt6YdJ2aObVafdQxS_QC5rH2lUjwkBOXipW5bP6NN13A_hg9dNQyEbXP_iKo9Duy2ynEQCuRImu1gqzEfURoQieo/s1600-h/STD1_F8Z176.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVHgyx8Rn-AoCzfTmDKVFD2lQ91yilCfElUu_DcZNibgCbk7_1v8vyt6YdJ2aObVafdQxS_QC5rH2lUjwkBOXipW5bP6NN13A_hg9dNQyEbXP_iKo9Duy2ynEQCuRImu1gqzEfURoQieo/s200/STD1_F8Z176.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5425575391651659266" /></a><br />I've been worried about all those adverts recently about being four times more likely to crash if you drive whilst using a mobile phone. <div><br /></div><div>In a fit of lip service my employer - agents of whom ring me on the road constantly - gave me a wee lead with earphones - alas, too short to reach anywhere useful a phone might rest. So for a while I used a bluetooth earpiece, but the darned thing really hurts my ear. And I really resent driving for miles with it in - only for no one to ring me. </div><div><br /></div><div>So last week I splashed out - in one of those impulse techbuys we don't tell our wives about - I bought a <a href="http://www.belkin.com/IWCatProductPage.process?Product_Id=390447">Belkin Tunebase</a>.<div><br /></div><div>Well the big news is that it works. It lets me play audio from my iPhone and also deals with incoming calls through the car stereo. Although frankly, I wish Audi and Volkswagen had bothered to make an audio jack input for their new cars as standard in 2007 and 2008 - but then I'm harking back to my post about car manufacturers a <a href="http://snapcracklescribble.blogspot.com/2009/10/get-out-of-1st-gear.html">couple of posts ago</a>. And I still haven't worked out if it routes calls through to me even if I'm just listening to the radio or a cd. I suspect not though.</div><div><br /></div><div>Still, for days I've been hammering about the six counties listening to some music but mostly talking books and podcasts. And sometimes thinking about the job. The quality is - meh, it's okay. Not stunning. Just okay. And you do have to retune a lot. But no big deal really.</div><div><br /></div><div>So what's the bad news? Well - Belkin say it holds any shape or model of iPod or iPhone and it does. But it copes badly with the weight of an iPhone, meaning it constantly flops about the place, getting in the way of my gear lever. The flexible arm simple isn't strong enough, although I imagine it laughs in the face of an iPod Nano and spits on the hard drive heaviness of an iPod Classic. The iPhone however, is its nemesis.</div><div><br /></div><div>It's hopelessly inelegant, and listen up Belkin, for modern gadget technology, that's a really big no-no. And it didn't cost thruppence either (writes a grandson of Ballymena)</div></div>Willhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764468699330448915noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421634740031427307.post-80025053248576487772009-10-08T19:09:00.001+01:002009-10-08T19:11:18.879+01:00The Duke is in the building!Stop Press: <a href="http://snapcracklescribble.blogspot.com/2009/10/ive-just-clicked-and-paid-on-paypal-to.html">The Duke of Oklahoma</a> is now here. Have listened. Might have to buy a stetsonWillhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764468699330448915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421634740031427307.post-33197791954770098772009-10-08T17:33:00.005+01:002009-10-08T19:09:04.101+01:00Get out of 1st Gear!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaUTn6eKvxYpSu9NZUArnSTDwcVLJZ3VuHwvqjgR6YVLAIsunJJxG3Hh5TMcmpohR_3ZTV2sLFOlzIYDFPrTjkmtpjnOTfKJTceW45ZwUJvV_4qObN5HBkmI5DpBDSk6Mv_mLYwc7kC4Y/s1600-h/ka.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 154px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaUTn6eKvxYpSu9NZUArnSTDwcVLJZ3VuHwvqjgR6YVLAIsunJJxG3Hh5TMcmpohR_3ZTV2sLFOlzIYDFPrTjkmtpjnOTfKJTceW45ZwUJvV_4qObN5HBkmI5DpBDSk6Mv_mLYwc7kC4Y/s200/ka.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390290587104274498" /></a>It's about three years ago now that the family badly needed a runaround car - so I bought a used demonstrator off the forecourt of a local Ford garage - a tiny Ka. It was 2006, yet to my amazement, the car radio boasted a - wait for it - a <i>cassette deck</i>. "A what?" cried my children in confusion. And I could hardly blame them. They quite honestly didn't know what it was. I had already formed a poor impression of the speed with which car manufacturers keep up with technology developed outside their own spheres. This did nothing to change my mind. They're woeful, quite woeful. Years of mp3 players and what did they come up with? A stereo minijack socket. Inspired.<div><br /></div><div>So pardon me if I don't join the clamour of excitement at the recent news that manufacturers have pledged to make <a href="http://www.uk-dab.info/new/ukd.asp">DAB</a> standard in new cars by 2013. Would that be anything to do with the fact that the UK government wants to turn off analogue radio by 2015? </div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuP8FUANUy2j0glqg86MgZ-st8ENIQIIsBXWGFYDBPwRneJ2ov8GXhej6WdNvqGsWJS99ydlDI9u97hZaHgqaakgiC-eF7KAD4prza_-PhI46JirIDqYTj2okzsSxxnndoEEBpk2sfaYQ/s200/highway.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5390291565813739074" /><div>In other words, they're being forced into it. No sign of initiative at all. Ireland shouldn't miss out on this - in case you are wondering. <a href="http://www.rte.ie/radio/dab.html">RTE</a> says DAB is the future of radio too, and DAB is already available in the Irish Republic. </div><div><br /></div><div>For now - DAB radio for cars - those that are currently on the market - are generally thought to be pretty good. But you'd be hard pressed to find one fitted on the forecourt. There are already products like <a href="http://www.pure.com/products/product.asp?Product=VL-60905">Pure's Highway</a> . I like Pure's DAB radios - there are a couple in our home, and one wakes me up every morning. Whilst I'm sure this one is excellent - well, it looks like a bit of a clunky inelegant add-on to me. You even have to stick the aerial onto the windscreen...</div><div><br /></div><div>The point is, the electronics should be built into the car, not stuck onto the window with a big suction cup.</div><div><br /></div><div>Could we coin "Car Manufacturers" to mean the exact opposite of "Early Adopters"? </div>Willhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764468699330448915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421634740031427307.post-74098940665910624622009-10-05T19:17:00.003+01:002009-10-05T20:03:02.218+01:00A Land fit for HeroesI've always been a fan of older films about World War II - not because I wish I had been there, quite the contrary as it happens. But there are some very intelligent and thoughtful pieces of work, particularly <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0045659/">The Cruel Sea</a>. But today I had 158 miles to drive, so I got to thinking.<div><br /> <div><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 139px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLAttNJRT29s1NPZtcC7SbtpE9cB5qzXfWPHoeawEapYkvKK6Bbro4YGnpBTq2nJZVDf_2SqOU-IXgHZSUxqSvtB-5ZF5W7VEAYyLl_tqPLwvBRSVCCyjVmDiqDAXOK89eONiw9FeRT9Q/s200/Cruel_Sea.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5389189508245810002" /></div><div>Often the veterans spoke of fighting just to get through it, to defeat a clear evil in the Nazis, but many spoke of hoping to make a new world. I wonder what those who didn't make it through alive would think of 2009. Would it be the world they'd fought for?</div><div><br /></div><div>So I tested this as I hammered southwards towards Belfast. What would a 1945 soldier make of my life? Our island? My car? My home? My standard of living? My diet? My health provision? My life expectancy? I imagine he'd think I was in some kind of post-war paradise.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div><div>Then I got to thinking about our culture. What if he was shown 64 years into the future? That was an easy one to test. I simply tried everything available on the car radio. Harry Potter CD - mmm not sure. BBC Radio Ulster - <a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/northernireland/radioulster/hugo_duncan/">Hugo Duncan</a>. BBC Radio 4 - <a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b006qrzz">a rather incomprehensible play</a>. BBC Radio 2 - <a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/radio2/shows/steve-wright-in-the-afternoon/">Steve Wright</a> discussing the fathers of Del Boy and Rodney. <a href="http://www1.u105.com/index.asp">U105</a> and <a href="http://www.citybeat.co.uk/goto.php?sess=+A5C574419+F59+F18435F5E+9+B595947">Citybeat</a> were playing rock, and <a href="http://www.classicfm.co.uk/">Classic FM</a> was advertising its relaxing cds. I was glad there was no TV...</div><div><br /></div><div>I'm not saying this is all bad stuff. I just wondered if the poor man would be able to tell me whether he'd won or lost...</div></div>Willhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764468699330448915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421634740031427307.post-32106808047033436312009-10-04T19:39:00.005+01:002009-10-04T19:58:22.633+01:00The Duke of OklahomaI've just clicked and paid on Paypal - to buy a CD. Been a bit of a while since I last did that rather than opting for the digital download, but this time it's with good reason. <div><br /></div><div>Singer-songwriter <a href="http://www.anthonytoner.net/">Anthony Toner</a> - originally from the north Coast of Northern Ireland - has released a new album called <a href="http://www.anthonytoner.net/">"The Duke of Oklahoma and Other stories."</a> Now it's almost unheard of for me to order an album having heard none of the songs on it - but Anthony is different. For a start, there isn't a bad song on either of his first two offerings, <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewAlbum?i=275992831&id=275992506&s=143444">"Eventually"</a> (2002) and <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewAlbum?i=275992831&id=275992506&s=143444">"A Sky for Every Day"</a> (2008). Both got a good deal of airplay from radio stations in Northern Ireland, but "A Sky for Every Day" got a lot of commercial airplay, partly because Anthony's work was becoming better known, but especially for "Sailortown", a catchy and nostalgic look at the changing face of Belfast.</div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7wioB7E1ScaU7SeGrdLWt7i7HPLRFhJpD3M7wJ0vJ4cQkN_a0P0aw35dhl4k3Sf_TqhyphenhyphenP-Z53TGruVBYT3l7BQd00P5bHvY9PuOeSqnI7Y9ZAR3JjmyNWncJsQ3qYW9ag9lb2x_Nisj0/s200/The+Duke+of+Oklahoma++Other+Stories.bmp" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5388819683546756322" /><div><br /></div><div>I've always loved his stuff, and the <a href="http://www.anthonytoner.net/reviews/">critics agree</a>, so I'm perfectly happy to take the risk, for really, it's no risk at all.</div><div><br /></div><div>Truth be told though, there's a particular pleasure in listening to work by a man who writes about people and places you know. I first met Anthony in a shop queue when we were both about fifteen. I first heard <a href="http://itunes.apple.com/WebObjects/MZStore.woa/wa/viewAlbum?i=275992831&id=275992506&s=143444">"Look at them dancing"</a> whilst listening to a demo cassette in his car, parked on the drive outside his house. Then as now, I like to think I can guess who he's writing about - and it really doesn't matter if I am right or not. I'll just look out for a package on the mat when I come home from work this week.</div><div><br /></div><div>Catch his launch night for the new album at the <a href="http://www.errigle.com/Entertainment/Entertainment-Events/2009-Events/October-2009/Slaid-Cleaves-(2).aspx">Errigle</a> on <a href="http://www.anthonytoner.net/">October 22nd.</a></div><div><br /></div><div>He's a fine artist, and worthy of your attention. Mind you he's an ugly beggar.</div>Willhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764468699330448915noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-421634740031427307.post-18373979786520699742009-10-02T11:08:00.000+01:002009-10-02T11:41:57.647+01:00Part of the Club.<br />One of the worries in life is whether you are part of something you'd like to be part of. The gang at work or college - the coveted Golf Club membership - the group at work who are clearly "really going to get on". The people who have their own Blog, and are interesting enough to have a decent number of followers?<div><br /></div><div>Blogging as one who has never really been one of those people, and who really ought to have come to terms with it by now, I was still surprised at my irritation this week when I came to examine the merits - or otherwise, of <a href="http://www.google.co.uk/">Google</a>'s latest offering, <a href="http://wave.google.com/help/wave/about.html">Google Wave</a>. Despite being logged in, I was still told I needed an invitation. </div><div><br /></div><div><img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 106px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1ULcD5lHNTwroQg67txgO4ofYoF3paZhFnzSXEGLpxoBBFeyr01zLUdCytEL0KFOyD2A4JOWRO9rOuPrXqbLBDcsJJiCK8x4VHXnuC_51lR2bEnLUjGSpFcc3L8dmpKDU0-vhBZOM3Do/s200/Screen+shot+2009-10-02+at+11.32.13.png" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387949215882245570"></div><div>Ashamed as I am to admit it, I even clicked on the "Request an Invitation" link. My inbox has been very quiet since then. Am I still not "in"? And what on earth is wrong with me that I'm bothered about that?</div>Willhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01764468699330448915noreply@blogger.com0