Schrödinger’s Mouse

Its Thursday 9th July – I’m hosting another lockdown Zoom call for about 20 people at 5:30pm. At 5:25pm, I bring up the Zoom App on my iMac with a couple of mouse clicks. The call is set up on the Zoom schedule, so all that is needed now is to click the start button, but there’s still a couple of minutes to go, so I pop into the kitchen to grab a glass of water. A minute or so later, I’m back at my desk, a quick check of the time, it’s 5:29pm, so I reach across for the mouse to click the start button, but the mouse isn’t there!!! Where is my mouse???? Where has it gone???? . . . → Read More: Schrödinger’s Mouse

Social Distancing

On each of the last three Sundays I competed in the Bentley Priory Social Distancing 8K Event. A fine event, held in Bentley Priory Nature Reserve, which provides a good challenge with its undulating, all weather pathways. As my days of participating in running events are history, I opted to walk. In the true spirit of social distancing, I was the only competitor, and I won! But I also came last!! The officials would have been impressed with my performance, if there had been any. Likewise, there weren’t any of the usual army of volunteers there to hand out water and medals at the finish. It’s a lonely life being a Social Distancing competitor.

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Where Have all the Loo Rolls Gone?

Solitary confinement isn’t a lot of fun, but today I was let out on special license, with a shopping list. My local supermarket isn’t the biggest, has an idiosyncratic stock control system, but the staff have a reasonable command of English and are generally quite helpful. Regular visits are a necessary chore, best dealt with as early in the day as possible, to offer the time to rehab, and seek alternative suppliers when their stock control fails you. But today, OMG! Armageddon – I still can’t come to terms with the fact I had to queue, just to get into the car park. The fight for car park places and trolleys, just to get a front row place in . . . → Read More: Where Have all the Loo Rolls Gone?

Only the Lonely

A few days into social-distancing, self-isolation, or solitary confinement, whatever the authorities call it, I was so looking forward to the neighbourhood throwing open their windows (not too many balconies around my way!), and bursting into patriotic songs, like ‘We’ll Meet Again, Don’t Know Where, Don’t Know When”, “Only the Lonely”, “You Ain’t Going Nowhere“ or other songs from the self-isolationist’s song book.

But it was not to be. As we struggle to deal with Covid-19, it’s sad to report that my household has been struck down by the virulent Décor-8, known to induce back pain, angst and depression. There’s no known cure that doesn’t involve domestic violence: the symptoms generally clear up in time, but the scars can . . . → Read More: Only the Lonely

When will they ever learn?

From today’s Guardian: “May held her farewell drinks in Downing Street on Monday night with MPs from across the spectrum of the Tory party and the Democratic Unionist party in attendance, telling them in a short speech that their priority was stopping Corbyn entering Downing Street.”

It adequately sums up a disastrous reign as Prime Minister – shouldn’t their priority be to represent our citizens and deliver a programme that builds a successful national infrastructure, and a platform for everyone to achieve a satisfying and rewarding life? But no, the priority is to engage in petty, nasty and spiteful inter-party battles, through fear of the gravy train coming off the rails. When will they ever learn?

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Staring into the abyss…

Bird & Fortune, from 15 years ago..

Stop the world, I want to get off

It’s reached the point where it’s impossible to find anything original to say about the absolute shambles this country has been led into by a succession of useless governments. The complete failure, and total incompetence that they have masterminded beggars belief, and leaves us wondering whether there is any hope of a solution or even a partial recovery.  The very fact that their complete and utter failure to achieve anything in the way of resolving the Brexit crisis has now left us watching in stunned disbelief as the next group of incompetents, vye with each other to ‘lead’ the train wreck of the Conservative party…… into what?  Cameron screwed up: May screwed up: and Johnson is waiting in the . . . → Read More: Stop the world, I want to get off

Maybe, just maybe

Day by day as the Brexit farce unfolds, as mere citizens we can only sit back in wonder at the sheer levels of incompetence of our elected representatives as they drive us towards some form of political Armageddon. Their complete and utter failure to understand what their responsibility was, based on the result of the Brexit referendum, beggars belief. Collectively they have presented themselves as self-opinionated, self-serving and self-promoting failures, whose only allegiance is to their decrepit political parties. Who knows what awaits us, but if somehow we escape this absolute farce, maybe, just maybe, there’s a minuscule hope that they could learn that adversarial, party-centric politics is not the solution to anything: it’s the problem.

Great Britain Ltd?

Was there ever a time when politics and politicians felt as totally and collectively incompetent as our current elected representatives?   Locked in divisive and failed ideologies, unwilling to change, intent only on, or bound by polarized party agendas that are out of touch with reality, and which ignore the basic principles of democracy.  For decades we have been increasingly treated by successive governments as clients, rather than citizens, subjected to agendas that feed the establishment and drive inequality, austerity, extreme poverty, and allow the rich get richer and the poor get poorer

No doubt, there are honest, caring and wel meaning members of parliament, but the established processes afford them little or no degrees of freedom to act as representatives. Anyone . . . → Read More: Great Britain Ltd?

The Summer of 2016: Brexit and Rio

Sport and politics – an uncomfortable partnership: one has the ability to excite and inspire, the other the the ability to depress and confuse, but which?

This summer in the UK has been dominated by two major news items – the Brexit vote, which has left us all confused and frustrated, and in Rio, a remarkably successful performance by Team GB in the 2016 Olympic Games.

Brexit delivered an unexpected result, which we are trying to come to terms with. The outcome is generating all manner of speculation, doom-mongering and negativity. There’s a good few column inches devoted to analysing the result, and the emerging consensus suggests that the vote reflected an opportunity for the electorate to express an unprecedented . . . → Read More: The Summer of 2016: Brexit and Rio