Apr. 14th, 2017 01:37 pm
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You know how it is. You decide to dust off the old LJ after a couple of months of inactivity in anticipation of the new series of Doctor Who (tomorrow, folks, as if you weren't well, well aware of it), and discover that...well, I'm sure you're also well, well aware of the Putin-related Terms of Service unilateral auto-foot-shooting that Livejournal's owners have indulged in. I actually wasn't until I tried to log on yesterday, but I am now.

So, in all conscience, I don't actually feel I can continue to post things to LJ. This post, assuming the cross-posting still works, will probably be the last thing, unless the world unexpectedly comes to its senses at some point in the future. I'm not hopeful of this happening, I'll be honest.

This goes too for the Who@50 comm, to which I will post a separate announcement. The LJ version of the comm is effectively defunct as of now. It will, however, continue pretty much as normal over here on DW, if normal is the word. Not sure how to announce this on LJ without agreeing to the ToS, so I guess I'm just hoping people see it here on DW.

I had planned to be the last person on LJ along with lost_spook. Alas, it was not to be.

I now return you to your normal programming.

EDIT: And the crossposting did fail, so not really sure whether to log in over there to repeat this or not. If you read this, and you're still active on LJ, maybe pass the word on to anybody you know I know. Thanks. ;)


Jul. 15th, 2015 09:19 pm
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Honestly, this is my amazed face. I'm thinking about learning about the planets in junior school when I was about nine and being fascinated by the idea of Pluto, it being so distant and mysterious.

Well, it's technically not a planet anymore (no, sorry - it's not, fellow nostalgics, and the reasons for it not being a planet anymore are imho scientifically sound, so sorry), but that doesn't make it any less fascinating.

I've just been watching the live stream of the press conference from NASA and came away with my sense of wonder thoroughly rekindled.

And just think, for all the world today has a lot wrong with it and manages to be a near-constant disappointment: millions of people - at least - all around the world watching on their computers and other devices as close-up images of Pluto, for pity's sake, are unveiled. Who says we're not living in the future?
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After hearing the sad but, I think, not wholly unexpected news earlier this evening, I don't have a lot to say about it that others haven't said more eloquently elsewhere. I have been reading and re-reading (and re-reading) his books for at least the past twenty-five years and I'm pretty much certain that my tastes in literature and indeed my outlook on the world would be very different if I had not done so. Not only are they really funny, they've got a lot of heart and a lot of common sense. I think the world was much the richer for having him writing in it, and is now much the poorer for him having left.

There's a line from The Colour of Magic, which was the very first Pratchett I read:

“Magic never dies. It merely fades away.”

Although, Pratchett's depiction of magic being what it was, it's much, much scarier in context.

Rik Mayall

Jun. 9th, 2014 07:05 pm
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Astonished and saddened this afternoon to read that one of my pop-cultural touchstones Rik Mayall - Lord Flashheart, amongst many other things - has passed away today. No word as to cause yet, but 56 is too young in any case. My thoughts go out to his family.

One thing he did that I haven't seen mentioned in any of the articles and obituaries that are online now, but which stuck very vividly in my mind, was his "reading" (more like slapstick performance-art re-enactment) of Roald Dahl's George's Marvellous Medicine on Jackanory back in the day. I remember it being an absolutely frenetic, bravura sort of performance that was probably wasted on the kiddly-winks such as myself who were watching it.
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So, er, like, y'know, I went and did a meme, like.

Yoinked from [personal profile] eve11 here.

The internet is an amazing place that has allowed us to communicate and share with each other, but there is just something about listening to someone else's voice and getting to know them through the things that make them unique. Cadence, accent, the amount of times someone says "UM" -- all of those things are a delightful way to appreciate the friends you already have and the friends you are hoping to make.

The instructions are super easy: record yourself answering the questions below the jump and then post it in the comments!

The Meme! )

And as I say, I quite enjoyed doing that. I hope you enjoyed it too. It was quite recreational. If any of you have any suggestions about other things I could ramble about and post here, then please let me know. :)

EDIT: I've had a bit of feedback from a couple of listeners who have said that the sound on the linked recordings is very low for them, so be warned you may need to crank your volume up a bit. :)


Jan. 1st, 2014 10:49 pm
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...2014 is nearly 23 hours old and it's been okay so far. I caught up on a lot of sleep this morning; my team won in the football; new Sherlock was preposterous, but just the right kind of preposterous I think. Back to the daily grind tomorrow, but only two days before the weekend.

I hope everything is going okay for the rest of you so far in this new year; if not, I hope it gets better soon, and if so, may it continue for you in the same vein.

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Well, it's that time of year again. Off on the holiday trail for a week. Past expeditions have been described as "Withnail & I without the witty dialogue", and who knows, we may hit those heady heights again. We shall see.

One disadvantage of the timing of this trip, venturing as we are to a neck of the woods deeply unlikely to be blessed with much in the way of 21st Century information technology, is that I'm not going to be able to take part in the no-doubt strenuous interwebz-based debates that will take place following the announcement of the actor playing the Twelfth Doctor this coming Sunday. The excitement, the angst, the cheers, the tears, the jeers, all will be denied to me. I will no doubt more than make up for this when I am back online a week or so from now. ;)

In the meantime, I will leave you with this, a pic from my last jaunt. It's a sheep, looking at me over Hadrian's Wall.

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I'm not sure how many of you on my flist I've ever had direct email contact with (not more than a couple, I'd think), but I've been made aware that there may be a problem with my email account - if any of you get anything purporting to be from me with some sort of dodgy, spammy-looking sort of link on it, just delete it, please. In the meantime, I'm taking steps to make sure I haven't caught anything off 'tinternets. Thank you.
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Well, as of my timezone, 2013 is just shy of a day old. Going okay, so far. Hope it's going okay for all of you, my f-listers, as well.

And for the Doctor Who fans among you, here's hoping that 2013 proves to be a 50th anniversary year we can all look back on fondly, 365 days or so from now.
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Very sad news. I don't know, maybe I'm a naive idealist when it comes to that sort of thing, but I think in spite of all of the politics and international rivalries involved, the "space race" remains on the whole something we should be proud of, as a planet, regardless of nationalities and ideologies. And even if no human being ever sets foot on the moon again, twelve people did, once, and Neil Armstrong was the first of them. Every time I look up at the moon in the night sky, I'm reminded of that fact and quietly humbled by it.

Originally posted by [ profile] james_nicollat The first human to walk on the Moon has died

Former U.S. astronaut, Neil Armstrong, the first man on the moon, has died at the age of 82, U.S. media reported on Saturday.

Also posted at Dreamwidth, where there are comment count unavailable comment(s); comment here or there.
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Another one taken during my holidays in July this year. This one is basically testimony to my ability to be amazed by actually not-all-that-amazing things and to make up stories about things I'm unfamiliar with.

Apologies for the quality of the photos; they were taken through the windscreen of a car parked behind Carlisle Castle:


Yeah, so basically the railway lines run not a stone's throw from the back wall of the castle. We were just getting ready to get out of the car and go and have a look at said castle when this train started rumbling past. It drew my attention because it had about three or four locomotives all coupled together at the front end to pull it and a lot - a lot - of these big boxy weird-looking carriages of a sort I didn't recognise. I don't know how many exactly, I lost count at about twenty, but it was more than that. So naturally, faced with something I couldn't identify off the top of my head (and bear in mind I know next to nothing about modern day rail transport), I said to my stalwart companions, "do you reckon they're full of nuclear waste or something?" Once said, of course, this could not be unsaid and it naturally became our favoured Fox Mulder-esque explanation for the whole troubling incident. So we took photos. You know, for evidence.

So when I got back to somewhere that had internet access, I of course set out to make it my business to discover the true, shocking nature of the mysterious train cars. And now, here for the the first time, I can reveal the Awful Truth...

The Truth - If You Can Handle It! )

So, er...mystery solved. You can stop laughing at me any time now.
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Another post of the What I Did On My Summer Holidays variety. Here's Hadrian's Wall, or what's left of it:


Ramblings Ensue (in more ways than one)... )

Anyway, that's enough about that. ;)
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Geoffrey Hughes (1944-2012)

Maybe best known to non-UKian Who fans as Mr Popplewick in Trial of a Time Lord, and of course played Hyacinth Bucket's ne'er-do-well brother-in-law Onslow in Keeping Up Appearances, but to me (and probably quite a lot of other people on this side of the pond) he'll always be Eddie Yates, binman/Hilda Ogden's lodger in Coronation Street. Which is a bit strange, as Wikipedia tells me I was only five years old when he left said soap, but he'd clearly worked his way into my consciousness by then.

But yes, another one of my pop cultural reference points gone. It seems to be a recurring theme, these past couple of years.
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Another one??

I would be lying if I were to claim that that was not my immediate reaction upon opening the Guardian site for a bit of lunchtime news browsing today. What else is there to say, other than that 62 is too young an age for anybody to die at, or that she was one of the best, one of the very best, members of a select and now fast-dwindling band? Seriously, I've taken this one harder probably any of them since Nicholas Courtney for some reason. My thoughts go out to her surviving family.
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Well, I have returned and, to be honest, despite my dire expectations the weather last week in the vicinity of Penrith and Keswick was much better than we could have hoped for; grey but dry last Saturday, Sunday, Monday, admittedly peeing down on Tuesday, but really rather bright and sunny for the rest of the week (although on Thursday I was trudging along an extremely exposed ridge on the Cumbria-Northumbria border following a mostly-surviving section of Hadrian's Wall, which while sunny proved to be blimmin' cold too).

Anyway, sights were seen, ale was quaffed and photos were taken, so I reckon I'm counting that one as a result. To get back on-topic, anyway:


Read All About the Violent and Interesting History of Pencils! )

I will just leave you with a book rec. I am currently reading State of Emergency by Dominic Sandbrook, a social and political history of Britain between 1970 and 1974. The author is perhaps a bit softer than I would like on the Conservative Party in general and on then-Education Secretary Margaret Thatcher in particular (but then again, looking at the newspapers he writes for as a day job, this might not be wholly surprising), but not to the point where I'd say it was a one-sided view of the period. The stuff about contemporary popular culture is pure gold, and very interesting for the Doctor Who fan. The chapter about the rise in popularity of environmentalism during the period is even entitled "The Green Death", and features a detailed analysis of said Who story and a couple of others in the context of the period. I haven't got to the chapter about what many people at the time called "women's lib" yet, but a quick flick forward reveals repeated mentions of Sarah Jane Smith in the first couple of pages. ;D Good stuff.
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Well, I'm off to the Lake District for a week's holiday - I'll be incommunicado for that time (and possibly under water depending on how the severe weather warnings pan out), so I'll leave you with this picture I took the last time I was up there, back in 2010. This is the very southern tip of Lake Windermere, and I don't know, I just like the view with the grey lake, the shadowy hills in the distance and the big sky with the looming clouds and so on. See you all when I get back, maybe with some new photos to share. :)

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Back in the summer of 2007, myself and a couple of like-minded associates, still flushed with the success of our epic daytrip to the Imperial War Museum site at Duxford the previous year (Liverpool to Cambridgeshire and back again in one day, by road - don't try it!) decided that the next obvious step was an expedition to Bovington Tank Museum in Dorset. It ended up being a week-long "experience", a sort of nightmarish, occasionally drunken, parody of the British holidaymaking paradigm. A bit like Withnail & I but without the sparkling dialogue. Or the cake. Or not one, but two Doctors.

I may (or may not) share some tales about it as I post about some of the photographs I took during this week (all I can say is, I hope you all like looking at tanks). For now, get a load of this, taken in the heart of the good old New Forest:

Read more... )
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"Thing" is probably a bit harsh, but anyway...

I know what it is to live in fear. I know what it is to live under the harsh iron jackboot of oppression, to be the servant - although "servant" implies free labour as opposed to possibly the more descriptive word which is slave - of a violent and capricious tyrant with a mile-wide streak of pure sadism running through her black heart. Although she is not above the most blatant emotional manipulation when that's what seems to be required to ensure my complete and unquestioning obedience to her Will...

What I'm trying to say is, I own, or more precisely am owned by, a representative of the species Felis catus.

And yet, I love her. ;)

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Another legend of Who passes on. And I reflect that nowadays, 71 doesn't really seem that old. :(

I suspect I'm rather preaching to the choir, considering the makeup of my flist, but one of the very best Who companions, imho, and interesting reading a couple of articles to see how much non-Who-related work she did in the following decades. We certainly could have done with more of Liz in televised Who, I think, but what we got was nigh-on perfect for all of its brief duration.

But yes, they're getting fewer and fewer...

Beeb story:

Decent obit in the Grauniad (although I'd take issue with its "screamed and asked questions" characterisation of 60s female companions):
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For [ profile] lost_spook, we open with a picture of Rhuddlan Castle, in northeastern Wales, taken iirc sometime during the summer of 2010:

READ ON...! )


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