Saturday, August 07, 2010
I hope to be able to do some more of this in the future.
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Don't worry, I still know this blog is here... and hopefully when life is a little more quiet I will be able to catch up with all the things i've been meaning to do.
Including this Blog.
Tuesday, May 22, 2007
The LCD screen is completely beyond use. Which means that most of the features that set a digital camera apart from film cameras are gone. Now essentially I have a camera that can take a lot of photos but doesn't do much else. It really has done me well. It has taken a lot of photos and punishment but I've always considered it a sound investment
So here, for posterity's sake, the final photo my camera will ever take...
Tuesday, May 01, 2007
One of my settings had disappered from Google - and in trying to reset it I found something really quite cool. Google has language settings for people all over the world as you would expect. And it would appear languages for those who are not quite of this world...
This is Google in Klingon, 'Hacker', Swedish Chef - Bork Bork Bork, or even Elmer Fudd!
Monday, March 05, 2007
Two nights ago I had the fortune to see a total lunar eclipse. It was quite amazing. There is something about the moon, our silent neighbour on our journey round and round the sun. The moon has that magic quality to it. Since the early days it has captured the imagination of scientists and philosophers, writers and dreamers. Humans went there but have yet to go back but we are still innately curious about its origins and the adventure that its exploration presents. One of the most stunning views from the entire moon programme is the one I’ve included here. Not man walking on the moon, but man looking back at the Earth. The world is bigger than any one person, and yet from our nearest neighbour it looks so small and so far away.
But in all of creation this place is really quite special. The position of the Earth and its transit around the sun and the position of its moon are such that the Earth can on occasions block all the light that reflects off the moon. And on the converse (and more rare and less magical) the same is true when there is a total solar eclipse. That with all the distances and space involved it is possible for that to happen.
That eclipse was something special though. I was lucky enough to be up on
And a lone animal howled against the silence of the night.
It was quite marvellous to behold.
The dreamer in me didn’t know quite what to say.
Monday, February 12, 2007
2. Put it on shuffle
3. Press play
4. For every question, type the song that's playing
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool
Opening: I have a message/ Come to Minbar - Babylon 5 Sleeping in Light Soundtrack
Waking Up: Keep on Moving – 5ive
Falling in Love: Have You Ever – S Club
Fight Song: Bring the House down – S Club
Breaking Up: Ticket to Ride – The Beatles
Prom: The Bear Necessities - From the Jungle Book
Life is Good: Design for Life – Manic Street Preachers
Mental Breakdown: Shiny Happy People - REM
Driving: Could it be Magic – Take That
Flashback: Counting Down the Days – Natalie Imbruglia
Getting Back Together: From me to you – The Beatles
Wedding: It’s the way you make me feel – Steps
Paying the Dues: Three Lions – Baddiel & Skinner and the Lightning Seeds
The Night Before the War: Unbreak my Heart – Toni Braxton
Final Battle: Music to Watch Girls By – Andy Williams
Moment of Triumph: The Closest Thing to Crazy – Katie Melua
Death Scene: You are all I have – Snow Patrol
Funeral Song: You’ve got a friend – Andy Williams
End Credits: Sugar Sugar – The Archies
There is something about music. Its got something that I think speaks to us all in different ways. I go through phases of listening to lots of music then listening to none (although the iPod has made those phases occur more often). I quite often just listen to music on shuffle andI find it amazing the different things I think about and the things I remember as I listen. Some songs take me back to my childhood, some draw my thoughts to the future, and some help ground me firmly in the present. I think music is intrinsically linked to our memories, our hopes and our dreams.After all what are we without hopes, dreams, and memories?
Thursday, February 01, 2007
Life is full of people. Some are just acquaintances, some are important. And some really, really matter.
Today, I want to talk about someone who really matters. My Dad.
Born in 1930 in Co.
A little about my Dads personality – he is most accurately defined as having a quirky sense of humour. It’s that odd that it’s even filtered down through all three of us ‘kids’ and his grandkids. But more than that – he is a sweet man, very loving, and he has always been there when he’s been needed. Very definite political views, a lifetime of experiences and skills – he is quite unique.
I have lots of memories of my Dad. Lots and lots. We’re still making memories, but the ones from when I was little seem more special somehow.
During school holidays we used to go on adventures. Lots of them when I was little, but we still continued right up until I left school – and maybe once or twice through Sixth Form. We used to explore the moors, the little villages, the rivers and streams, the castles and big houses. I also spent many happy days playing around the beach at Watermouth Cove. It was always fun and it was always different. I think in those trips I saw more of Devon and
One of my abiding memories (from when I was very, very, young) is of Dad’s vegetable garden. He grew everything from Carrots and Cabbages to Gooseberries and Blackcurrants. I even I had my own vegetable patch with a few seeds thrown into the soil with a lot of hope they would grow. But Dad’s garden was really something. We used to test all the produce before it left he garden – especially ‘purple ice-creams’ (Purple Sprouting). Its all grown over now, it has been for many years. But the memories remain.
During my early school years we had to spend two hours waiting after school for my mum to finish working. We spent the time sat on the seafront in Combe Martin reading the delights of Roger Red Hat and Billy Blue Hat. And that was really how I learnt to read. Not just learning though – I love to read even now. We would then play on the beach, explore the rock pools, and in the summer have an ice cream.
Dad is older now. He’s not too well and not up to doing much at the moment. He’s still got that sense of humour though. He is still my Dad. And I love him.
Here’s to many more memories.