Thursday 20 December 2012

After a couple of lessons I meet with Eileen and Michael at Basingfields, where they are visiting Dad. We have a good chat, Dad dozes but we think he hears everything. Mike noticed how Dad perks up whenever a younger female member of staff is around - good for him...

Wednesday 19 December 2012

Mayan calendar - oooh errrr...A busy day, working from 9:00 until just before six. It's difficult to concentrate on the lessons, due to the imminent apocalypse. The 21st of December 2012 was regarded as the end of a 5125 year long cycle in the Mesoamerican Long Count calendar.

The Maya were a Mesoamerican civilization, noted for the only known fully developed written language of the pre-Columbian Americas, as well as for art, architecture, and mathematical and astronomical systems. Fair enough, but they also went in for ritualised sacrifice, usually performed in public by religious or political leaders piercing a soft body part, most commonly the tongue, ear or foreskin, and collecting the blood to smear directly on an idol or collecting it on paper, which was then burned. I'm not sure that Prof. Brian Cox uses these methods, but you never know.

If there's no entry on Friday, I will apologise profusely to the Mayans when we all meet up on Mars.

Tuesday 18 December 2012

This might be a bit complex for some, but the Rubberbandits are probably the best people in the world to explain the mysteries of physics. Ken and I had the great pleasure of watching the RBs live in Oxford, and it was one of the best night's entertainment I've ever experienced. And I've experienced at least three nights entertainment in my life, so I know what I'm talking about.

They are playing in London in January, we'll be there!

Monday 17 December 2012

No lessons today :) A brilliantly sunny day, I troll down to Winchester and wander around the Chrismas market by the cathedral. And eat chips - mmmmmm...

Sunday 16 December 2012

I spent Sunday pondering on the genius of the "World’s Best Father" - he is very deserving of the title :)

A link to all the photos is here (it's an ongoing project).

Saturday 15 December 2012

Sir Patrick Moore was a big fan of rave and trance music. This video is a fitting tribute :)

Friday 14 December 2012

Patrick Edlinger was a fearless free climber, a frenchman, and a film maker. He specialised in climbing sheer rock faces with no ropes, wearing little more than a pair of shorts. How sad, then, that he met his end falling down stairs.

Wednesday 12 December 2012

No lessons cancelled, I actually did six hours paid work.

Tuesday 11 December 2012

One cancellation. This isn't going to turn into a Bridget Jones thing where every entry starts with a summary of lessons cancelled, fags smoked, wine consumed and so on. It's just that the people I do business with seem to be a little ephemeral at the moment. Perhaps I'm too soft. As if...

Monday 10 December 2012

Only one cancellation today.

Ken emails me his tribute to Sir Patrick Moore:

So farewell then,
Sir Patrick,
Alfred,
Caldwell-Moore.
CBE.
You are,
I regret to say
As of yesterday,
No
More.

As a young man, you were an ace,
In the RAF,
Where the sky was the limit,
To your Observations.
After the war,
You were still an ace -
Armed,
Only with your,
Telescopic viewing devices,
When there were,
No limits at all
To what you saw.
You were truly..........
'Astronomical'.

Born 4th March 1923
Made you Pisces,
Though to hear that
Made you
Blast off into orbit.
Nothing fishy about you!
Keith's mum used to say
(To our dismay)
How good you were!
To see so much,
So far away,
Through so little!!!
But then, the only time she looked
Through a telescope,
It was,
Through the wrong
End.
(Daft bat.)

David Niven once said,
"The Moon's a Balloon!!"
You showed him though.
And as for those
So-called,
Conspiracy theorists who thought the moon landings were faked.
You taked
No nonsense from,
Especially in the black hole
Of Basingstoke
When I saw you on stage,
With my chum Rich.
(Coincidently........
I was with him,
Last night,
Looking up at the stars,
Holding hands
And doing impressionations of you,
Poorly,)
"Well"......."We just don't know!"
That was one of yours.........
(According to Ronnie Barker).
And though you wore
A monacle,
You were clearly not averse,
To making a spectacle,
Of yourself.

Good for you!

And so your are remembered
Fondly,
By many,
As a man of the stars,
Who mixed,
With them.
"Hey Mr Xylophone Man"
That could have been
A hit CD for you,
With Brian May
From 'The Queen'
On Guitar.
Cor..........
That would have been
Out of this world!!

I'd have bought it.........
Especially now that,
You,
Sadly,
Have.

RIP

E.J.Spock (55ish ............ Leo)

Wonderful. Thank you Ken. Sir P's Wikipedia entry is well worth a look. They don't make them like that any more.

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