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So here it is.. a blog. Repository of some of my present musings and interests. Sometimes things pop into my head that should probably stay there - it is possible I shall share at least some of them here. (Naturally I shall filter out the ones about my sordid obsession with the culinary dark arts, one has to protect the innocent!) Please feel free not to take this too seriously, much of it could wind up being snippets of things that amuse me. Yesterday I came up with this: Few politicians can be considered first class, but not a few are number twos. What can I do with it? Nothing springs to mind, except perhaps blog it. Perhaps in some other life I'm a failed stand-up comedian. I have the beginnings of an idea to introduce another player into the Mr Moonlight story, a nice visual has occurred to me, and a summoning gone wrong seems appropriate. When I finish up here I shall literally put pen to paper. I find writing at least initially longhand helps my ideas flow. When I type up what I've written, I give it a first revision at the same time, and as a bare minimum check my spellings and grammar . I do want to keep tabs on my current reading here. I usually have several books on the go at the same time. Currently I am working through 'Pyramids' by Terry Pratchett. I reread Pratchett's books over and over - usually at work where they provide much needed amusement whilst I eat breakfast. 'The Seven Deaths of Evelyn Hardcastle', by Stuart Turton was loaned to me by a friend who shares a love of murder mysteries, (especially Agatha Christie's works). It is a new take on the genre and very very clever. The protagonist occupies different bodies - a selection of the guests at the house where Evelyn is murdered. Each day he spends in a different guest, and he has been tasked with discovering the murderer - or maybe saving Evelyn from actually being murdered, it is hard to tell. The book twists and turns and is quite intriguing. 'New Science - Principles of the new science concerning the common nature of nations' is an English translation by David Marsh of 'La Scienza Nuova' by Giambattista Vico, published in 1725. Not far into this yet, I had to find a copy of the frontispiece online, as it wasn't included in the Kindle edition. The first part of the book explains the idea - and uses a detailed description of the frontispiece to convey this. So being without it would have made things somewhat harder. 'The Complete Works of Michael De Montaigne' is again a translation, this time by Donald M. Frame. Montaigne's Essays are famous, I kept reading about them, so treated myself to a nice hardbound copy to dip into - usually just before bedtime. So there we have it - a blog entry - enjoy! (whispers almost inaudibly 'Bon Appétit). |
| My new glasses are ready, and I shall be picking them up tomorrow. I'm thinking of taking a book with me and treating myself to a coffee, but its just as likely I'll change my mind and come straight home. I'm making good progress reading Richard Church's autobiography, indeed I'm a good way through the last of the trilogy. So what have i done? I've ordered a novel by Richard Church that is based on his time as a civil servant in Billingsgate. Ho hum, at least there is a good chance that i will read it when it arrives. Can rarely resist books. Monday was busy - I had to be at the shop whilst the electricity meter was replaced. I had a 4 hour time slot, but was there at 6:30 am, and got on with cleaning - always lots of cleaning in a food shop. Satisfying though, getting it done. I don't mind work - it needs doing, so why be miserable about it. Behind closed doors is always good for getting on with tasks, though I'm stripping a room of multiple layers of wallpaper in brief bursts of the shop being slightly quieter. I have a great little scraper that uses razor blades. I tried to buy some replacement blades through amazon recently. It wanted to do an age check! I have had that account for 21 years, so - if I signed up just as I left my mother's womb, the youngest I could be is 21, so why can't amazon work that out? Disproportionate responses to crimes are depressing, someone gets stabbed in London, lets make it difficult to buy a knife anywhere. This ignores the fact that anyone who wants to stab someone is going to be able to get hold of a knife either legally or illegally. Someone intent on harming another human being is not going to be deterred because they can't order a pack of razor blades from amazon. Ahem, soapbox moment over. |
| I feel as though someone has turned on my engines. Perhaps that sounds odd. One of the facilities that I have is the ability to 'instruct' my brain. Recently I needed to remember something from more than 6 months ago. I had the feeling I'd written it down, (I usually do), but couldn't find it in any of the obvious places. I told my brain (just before sleep - which is the best time to do this for me), that I would find it next day, and of course I did, but I've also found an address that I noted down twelve years ago that I kind of wanted to find, sort of bonus find if you will. The most spectacular example of instruction was when I was programming a suite of databases to replace a set of Excel spreadsheets which a company was trying to manage their business with. I was asked to do something to mimic how they currently worked and could not see how to achieve this. I told myself that in the morning I would. I literally got up, went to my computer and started coding, and in a couple of hours it was done. I'm tidying up - it's always a good sign, like reading, of my spirits returning to a healthy state. A consequence of this is I am writing! |
| I've decided to save to buy the parts to build a new computer. Sadly today, my savings took a bullet as I had my biannual trip to the opticians - and surprise - I need new glasses. Ho hum, I do read a great deal, so it has to be. It might put me back a month - so I'm hoping for early June now. I'm enjoying reading 'The Golden Sovereign' which is the second of three autobiographies by the poet and writer 'Richard Church.' We had to read the first 'Over The Bridge' for English when I was at High School. I enjoyed it then, and have re read it a couple of times since, but this is my first read through of The Golden Sovereign. He has started work as a clerk at a Customs house in Billingsgate, famous for it's fish market. But then he tells us that as he used a lot of his time there as fuel for his first novel, 'The Porch', he won't repeat the stories in his autobiography. "Well played Sir", said I - now I want to read 'The Porch'. |
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). I mostly reject that. I'm eating rice with an egg this morning but Pannya just brought me chocolate milk from 7/11 (bless him; I really don't need it).
