Thursday, 5 February 2026

Wednesday February 4th 2026 "Hold the front page! White House legal team strengthened!"

Yes,  Friends, the White House's legal team has been bolstered by a succession of new hirings, which should be good news for the Western World in general, people are saying!

Onion News has more....

the White House's new-hire lawyer, TV fan Ron Farkus

Those were the days! Oh those 1990's, when actress Callista Flockhart was on our "tellies" every week, winning cases as budding US lawyer "Ally McBeal"!

And reading the story this morning brings a nostalgic grin to about an inch below the noses of me and my wife Lois, here in semi-suburban Liphook, Hampshire, that's for sure!

my wife Lois and me - a recent picture

Back in the 1990's, our elder daughter Alison, then studying history and Italian at Cardiff, had already met her future husband Edward, who was studying law there. And Edward, as a budding lawyer himself, was already a big fan of the Ally McBeal series. "That's how it's done!", he used to say, explaining that the US legal system was not really very different in many ways, essentially, from ours - "Ally McBeal is almost 100% Magna Carta, but without the wigs" (!), as he used to say with a laugh (!).

flashback to 1996: our elder daughter Alison, Cardiff University student,
seen here with her future husband Edward, a trainee lawyer

Lois and I, also, used to love watching Ally McBeal, back in the 1990's, but not so much for the "legal mumbo-jumbo" (!), as for the "ever-shifting love triangles and the recurring dancing babies", which White House new-hire Farkus also remembers so fondly!

Despite this experience "under our belts" (!), Lois and I find ourselves this Wednesday morning, in a village hall in Fittleworth, West Sussex, with about 300 other "old codgers", trying to cope with some  "love triangleseven more complicated than Ally McBeal's, would you believe !!!!  

The Village Hall, Fittleworth, West Sussex, where Lois and I
join about 300 other "old codgers" for a talk organised
by the Arts Society of the South Downs, no less (!)

Yes, you may have guessed! We're listening to a talk about the famous "Bloomsbury Group" of intellectuals, Virginia Woolf and co, also painters Duncan Grant and Dora Carrington, who bestrode the UK literary and artistic scene for decades, before even Lois and I were born, which tells you something about how long ago it was !!!!


And the Bloomsbury Group's "love triangles" were way more complicated than Ally McBeal's - mainly because most of them were bisexual, so Lois and I are finding it even harder to remember "who's screwing who" at any given moment, that's for sure !!!!

(top right) 300 local "old codgers" scramble for seats in Fittleworth Village Hall,
as (bottom right) speaker Alan Read begins his talk on Bloomsbury artist Dora Carrington

Of the Bloomsbury group, US writer, critic and satirist Dorothy Parker famous said that they "lived in squares, painted in circles and loved in triangles".


What madness it all was, wasn't it! 

And, even after speaker Alan Reid's comprehensive and entertaining talk with slides, Lois and I are still not 100% sure "who was screwing who", or even "who was painting who" (!), at any given moment (!). So when we get home to Liphook, we waste not time, and immediately order, on Amazon, the DVD of Emma Thompson's 1995 film version of Carrington's life, which should arrive next week.


Speaker Alan Reid, in this talk this morning, had confessed that he was "Emma Thompson's biggest fan". He had been fortunate enough to meet her personally, he said, at what he called "some hoity-toity literary function of other "(!). He had asked Thompson for her autograph, but neither of them had had a pen on them, so, instead, she decided to bite his business card, leaving an authentic impression of her teeth, which Reid still regards as "a second-best, at most".

Poor Reid !!!!!

After the talk, Lois had gone up and spoken to Reid on the stage, to tell him that Dora Carrington had also spent some time in Cheltenham, Gloucestershire, something that Reid apparently hadn't known about. 

Dora had spent some time living with her mum Charlotte Carrington, just six houses up the road from where Lois and I had later lived for 36 years, on the Prestbury Road. Lois also told him about Dora's rather unkind comment about her mother, that she was "as vulgar and tiresome as Mrs Bennett in Pride and Prejudice", so Reid may be including that somewhat revealing "snippet" in his future talks about Dora Carrington - so watch this space!

flashback to 1986: the house Lois and I lived in in Cheltenham, 
with our two daughters Alison (11) and Sarah (9) in their then school uniforms, 
and (right) an excerpt from the Prestbury Visitor's Guide

What a crazy world we live in !!!!!

21:00 The Bloomsbury Group, however, although "thick" with artists and writers, was short of scientists, for some reason!

So Lois and I remedy that "anti-science bias", to some extent tonight (!),  when we watch the latest programme in Alice Roberts' new series of "Digging for Britain", which gives a digest of the most significant archaeological news from excavations carried out in the UK during 2025.


For this programme in the series, presenters Alice Robert and Tori Herridge are in central Britain, and one of the excavations they report on is centred on the old farmstead in Lincolnshire, where physicist Isaac Newton was born and raised. 

Isaac Newton's father was a local sheep farmer, but he died before Isaac was born. When Isaac was 3 years old, his mum Hannah remarried, leaving little Isaac to be raised by his grandparents. Later, widowed again, she returned to the original farmhouse and had it refurbished. The house has long since disappeared, but now a team from York University and the National Trust is excavating it.



When Isaac was 17, Hannah wanted him to start running the estate and the sheep farm for her, but his performance in this role was a total disaster, apparently. He left the sheep unattended, and he even forgot his horse when he travelled to Grantham, leaving it behind somewhere on his way home, he "wasn't quite sure" (!).

It was this that made his mum Hannah realised that sheep farming wasn't Isaac's destiny, to put it mildly! He was already far too busy making models of windmills and making water clocks, and just trying to discover more and more about the world around him. So eventually she gave up trying to turn him into a sheep farmer, which, on reflection, was probably for the best (!). And it was his old mum who set him on the road to a lifetime in the world of science.




The archaeologists working here in Lincolnshire have dug up a number of finds giving a picture of life in the farmstead when young Isaac was growing up.





Also, we can see from the record of Isaac's mother Hannah Smith's will, that she was a very capable and savvy woman, who, despite being widowed twice, built up an surprisingly high income from money-lending, which enabled her to extend the farmstead, as well as passing on substantial bequests to her children, not just to Isaac but to his sisters too.

And Lois comments that, after the 16th and 17th centuries until the mid-20th century, it slowly became harder, rather than easier, for women to act independently of husbands or father in the financial world, and they were eventually prevented from taking out mortgages and carrying out other business dealings altogether. 

What madness!!




What a woman! And, although of humble origins, Hannah Smith eventually became very wealthy and able to lay out sums of £1400 to purchase land and property, which would be a million in today's money, and then pass on her holdings to her children.






So, behind every great scientist there lies a hard-working mum - in this case at least! And isn't it obvious that Isaac also inherited also a lot of his mother's determination?





Fascinating stuff, isn't it!

Will this do?

[Oh just go to bed! - Ed]

22:00 We go to bed - zzzzzzz!!!!!

Wednesday, 4 February 2026

Tuesday February 3rd 2026 "It's a big day today, but only if you're a woman haha!"

"Women's groups" - don't you love 'em! Can't live with 'em, can't live without 'em, some men say! 

But today, women's groups are celebrating all over the world, because N.O.W. (the National Organisation for Women), often called the "mother of all women's groups", (and also "father of all women's groups" as we must add in these enlightened, "woke to woke-ish" times (!)) is passing a significant milestone.

It's in all today's papers, but Onion News has the best picture, so I've "gisted" their version here for you - so read on, but do let me know if I've left anything important out - postcards only, of course !!!!


And reading the story this morning in our print edition of the paper brings a tear to the eyes of me and my wife Lois, here in semi-pasteurised Liphook, Hampshire, to put it mildly!

my wife Lois and me - some recent pictures

Not only is Lois's very own "women's group" - her church's "sisters' group" - holding their monthly online  meeting this morning, which is appropriate, but also we're both wondering how long before the N.O.W., now 39, will be celebrating the birth of its first grandchildren: well, at 39, it could just happen!!!!

[No it couldn't! - Ed]

For Lois and me, now at the grand old age of 79, would you believe, "that ship sailed" a long time ago (!). The very day we both retired, back in March 2006, we got a call from our elder daughter Alison, to say that she was pregnant with her first child, Josie, born in August that year.

flashback to March 2006: my 60th birthday, and the day we both retired -
I take the opportunity to "dandle" Lois on my knee, little knowing that 
we were soon to become grandparents, would you believe!!!

And just a few months ago, that very first grandchild of ours, Josie, now 19, started her 3 year maths degree course at Durham University.

flashback to October 2025: our daughter Alison and husband Ed
settle Josie (19) into her room at Durham University

And this morning, we get news from our second ever grandchild - Rosalind (17) has been offered a place at Durham too, subject to her getting good A-Level results in the summer, of course. If she accepts she'll be doing a degree in International Relations and Spanish, which sounds pretty "meaty" (!), or should I say pretty "carnoso" !!!!  [Please don't ! - Ed].

flashback to April 2025: Alison's little family, including Rosalind (leftmost) 
joins Lois and me for an old-fashioned Sunday roast lunch, which is nice!

Rosalind has already got an offer from Bath to do something similar there, so it'll be interesting to see whether she chooses Bath - easier to get to from here, just "zipping" along the M4 - or whether she opts to go with Durham, like her "big sis". Or would the two girls just "cramp each other's style"? Some pros and cons there, aren't there - and again, your postcard suggestions welcome haha!

Meanwhile, this is a big week also for our other daughter Sarah, and her 12-year-old twin granddaughters Lily and Jessica, "down under", in Perth, Western Australia. The reason? Well, it's because yesterday was the twins' first day at "Big School" - a private Anglican grammar school near their home in Perth's northern suburbs.

our younger daughter, Sarah (48), and our twin granddaughters
Jessica (left) and Lily, "chilling" (literally!) by a big electric fan 
at their home in a northern suburb of Perth, Australia, last weekend, on the eve
of their first day at "big school", a local private Anglican establishment

This morning, Sarah texts Lois and me, to say that the girls were pretty nervous about their first day at "big school" yesterday but seem more relaxed today, although obviously tired. Lois and I are waiting expectantly for the first pictures of the girls in their shiny-new orange-and-blue uniforms, so watch this space!

a typical "sandwich course" (!) at the twins' new school in Perth, Australia

14:30 Today is also a bit of a big day for Yours Truly, I might add, because at exactly 2:30pm I leap out of our bed (!) to take delivery of my shiny new Habitat thermos flask from Argos.

"What's so special about that, Colin?", I hear you cry! Well, it's a really big deal for me, because I always take a flask of hot green tea up to bed with me at night, not to cuddle or to keep me warm (!), but simply with the plan of pouring myself a healthy green tea in the morning, to start my day off with a "bang". But it's a quiet bang, might I add. I don't want to wake the neighbours haha! 

(left) I showcase my shiny new thermos flask from Argos, and (right)
my first cup of green tea made in the new flask - yum yum!

As you can see from the above picture, I've won the "Best Grandad Ever" award again this year, which, I must say, came as a complete surprise again. I didn't even know I'd been nominated, can you believe!!!!

And, needless to say, I'm always careful to "wet" the tea-bags at exactly when the pre-boiled water has cooled down to the right temperature - between about 160 and 170F (70-80C) so that the leaves don't scorch and turn bitter. You know it makes sense!!!!

[Is that all you two 'noggins' have done today, Colin - interrupted 'statutory nap-time' to take delivery of a thermos flask from Argos? - Ed]

Well, in my defence, it has been raining pretty much all day, but on the sofa this evening, we catch the first programme in Alice Roberts' new TV series about the legend of the Holy Grail and its mythicala connection with England, which is fascinating.


The rich Jewish businessman, Joseph of Arimathea, a secret Christian, who is said to have collected Christ's blood in a goblet (the holy grail) at the cross, later brought the grail to the Isle of Wight of all places, at least according to local legend.







Well, surprise surprise!

The idea behind the myth is that Joseph was mixed up in the tin trade, and that this was the origin of his wealth. Tin was a rare commodity, useful to the Romans because it was used in the manufacture of bronze, and one of the few places known for its tin in the ancient world was the English county of Cornwall. 

The theory is that the tin was mined in Cornwall, and then brought to the Isle of Wight for transport to the Continent, because the width of the stormy old English Channel was narrower there, making the sea journey to the Continent shorter, and therefore less hazardous.


It was all hokum, needless to say, designed to increase "pilgrim footfall" at local abbeys and shrines across the south of England. Nevertheless it's a reminder of what a big part that Cornish tin played in British history. It was basically only to get the tin that the Romans thought it was worth coming here and including us in their empire.

I don't think the Romans would ever have come to Britain for the weather, do you haha!!!!

Here's what it's been doing today, raining with a high of only 41F (5C) keeping Lois and me inside the house again, and in each other's pockets, "for our sins" (!!!!). Yet despite what was almost the wettest January since records began, there's still a local hosepipe ban!

What a crazy country we live in !!!!

Will this do?

[Oh just go to bed! - Ed]

22:00 We go to bed - zzzzzzzzz!!!!