06:00 I feel very tired, but I get up early to design and
print out my anniversary card to Lois. We got married exactly 46 years ago in
the town of Wheatley in the county of Oxfordshire.
I base the theme of the card on yesterday evening's BBC
Prom concert, which was all about Hungarian music and Hungarian-inspired music,
gypsy violins, etc. I like to give Lois cards with some topical reference.
Sometimes it's quite hard to find something original, but I do my best, as
always.
The front of my specially designed wedding
anniversary card for Lois
On the back of this musical-themed card, I include a
picture of myself playing John Ruskin's piano at Brantwood House on Coniston lakeside, 3 days after our youngest daughter Sarah's wedding day in 2010. I was
originally "hired" (for free) to play background piano music during
Sarah and Francis's wedding reception, and I prepared a 30-plus long playlist of songs,
but it did not come to anything because the reception had to be turned into an
outdoor "do". Damn!
Flashback to June
2010: I play John Ruskin's piano in Brantwood House
3 days after our
daughter Sarah's wedding
08:00 I hop back into bed with Lois. We drink our
morning tea and exchange anniversary cards. We get up and go in the shower. I
have reserved a table for two at the Buckland Manor Hotel's restaurant today at
12 o'clock.
10:00 I take a little look online. I see an interesting
web article about dinosaurs and birds.
Researchers at the University of Kent say their work is
revealing the genetic secret behind why dinosaurs came in so many shapes and
sizes.
This variation helped them develop rapidly in response to
a changing environment - and helped them dominate the earth for 180 million
years.
Of course, there was a final challenge that the dinosaurs
could not overcome - a massive asteroid impact 66 million years ago, which wiped
out all the dinosaurs except for the flying ones that developed into birds.
Prof Darren Griffin's team have been using mathematical
techniques to identify the possible genetic characteristics of the very
earliest dinosaurs. They did that by working backwards from their closest
living relatives - birds and turtles.
Their results indicate that dinosaur DNA was probably
organised into surprisingly large numbers of chromosomes. Birds usually have about 80
chromosomes - about three times the number that humans have.
It is noteworthy that birds are amongst the most diverse
animal groups on earth. If, as Prof Griffin thinks, dinosaurs also had a large
number of chromosomes, it could explain why they also came in so many shapes
and sizes.
"We think it all creates variation. With a large number of chromosomes, dinosaurs could switch their genes around much more easily than other types
of animals could. This switching meant that dinosaurs could develop faster and
this then helped them survive so many climate changes, etc." said Prof
Griffin.
Dr. Rebecca O'Connor of the University of Kent said:
"The fossil evidence, and now our evidence, reinforce the idea that instead
of birds and dinosaurs being distant relatives, they were actually one and the
same. The birds around us today are actually dinosaurs."
How fascinating! I had never thought about how surprising
it is that there are so many types of birds. Now at last it all makes sense -
good grief! I never thought that chromosomes might be the source of this
phenomenon. How stupid I have been. But at least now I'm finally up to speed on
this, thank goodness.
11:30 We head over to Buckland Manor, which was built in
the 17th century, and have our anniversary lunch. We start with drinks in the
lounge - I order a strong gin and tonic, with a lavender-flavored gin from the
(almost) local "Cotswold Distillery".
For the main course, Lois chooses the hake, and I choose
the beef, with chocolate mousse for dessert. The whole affair is very delicious
as always. We have visited this restaurant several times since my late sister
Kathy and her husband, Steve, first introduced us to the restaurant many years ago.
We start with drinks in the lounge
Lois in the restaurant's dining room
14:30 We drive home and go to bed for a couple of hours.
We are getting old, no doubt about that.
17:00 We get up to watch a couple of wrestling matches on
television.
An enjoyable program again, with the final of the women's
championship as the main attraction.
Unfortunately, the bouts are again hit by a series of
accidents and injuries, and again we see wrestlers being carried away on stretchers, which
is always a bit of a shame.
18:00 I take a little look at my smartphone. Our elder daughter Alison is currently spending a few days in Copenhagen, together with
Ed, her husband, and their 3 children, Josie (11), Rosalind (10) and Isaac (8).
Last Thursday they flew to Copenhagen to spend a few days with some of the friends they got to know during their 6-year stay in Denmark. The family finally moved back to England about 6 weeks ago, but the whole family still very much misses their Danish friends and expat friends in the Danish capital.
Last Thursday they flew to Copenhagen to spend a few days with some of the friends they got to know during their 6-year stay in Denmark. The family finally moved back to England about 6 weeks ago, but the whole family still very much misses their Danish friends and expat friends in the Danish capital.
I see now that Isaac, the youngest child, has
unfortunately broken an arm today while playing on a trampoline over there. Poor
Isaac - It's the kind of accident you do not want to happen when you're on a
short vacation abroad - no doubt about that. And he'll have to have a little
operation tomorrow morning.
Poor Isaac earlier today
Rosalind with 2 of her Denmark-based bosom
buddies
18:30 I continue to look online - I see an amusing picture which Sylvia, Lois' cousin in Melbourne Australia, has posted on Facebook.
Sylvia and her new partner Rod plan to visit us in 2-3 weeks time.
Sylvia with her new partner, Rod
18:50 We spend the evening watching television. BBC Proms
Extra is on, with Katie Derham as the program's charming presenter.
Lois and I again are very critical of Katie's attire - an
unfortunate choice, we think. It all makes her look a little anorexic, no doubt
about that. What madness!
Katie Derham, the program’s presenter -
she needs a little more meat on her
before sailors would want to look twice at
her, we think! Poor Katie !!!!
19:30 We continue to watch a bit of television. The
evening's BBC Prom concert is on, featuring Bernstein's "On the
Town".
A beautiful performance, and more operatic than the
famous movie starring Gene Kelly and Frank Sinatra.
The plot is all about 3 sailors, in New York City on one day's
leave from their ship (it's wartime, 1944). Their leave starts in the morning at
6am and ends at 6am the next day. They have 24 hours to see New York, their
first visit there.
They succeed in finding 3 local girls, but they arrange to start their dates only at 11pm, which seems a bit of a shame, even though I realize it's a city that never sleeps. Why not start the dates at 8pm for example? What madness !!!
They succeed in finding 3 local girls, but they arrange to start their dates only at 11pm, which seems a bit of a shame, even though I realize it's a city that never sleeps. Why not start the dates at 8pm for example? What madness !!!
All 3 sailors succeed in finding local
girls for their 24-hour leave
but they make the mistake of only starting
their dates at 11pm, instead of
at 8pm for example, which seems to be a bit
of a shame - what madness!
The following day at 6 am the sailors have to kiss their
dates farewell, and suddenly we see, high up above the orchestra, 3 more
sailors, who are just starting their own 24 hours leave.
one period of 24 hours leave ends, while
another begins:
a wonderful example of the "circle of
life".
A touching scene that in fact ends the musical and
reminds us of the "circle of life". There was an interesting report
recently in The Onion, the influential American news source, dealing with a
young 9-year-old schoolboy, Harrison Jacobs. Tragically Harrison hit the
headlines yesterday when he came to appreciate his own mortality after seeing
this autumn's "back to school" advertisements.
"Every fall, the same advertisements - oh, God, the
grim reaper's steps echo in the unforgettable turning of the seasons, and it
will come to me as it will come to all of us," said the 9-year-old boy who
found himself transfixed by the same childhood actors, who, he is dimly
aware, are going to be modelling inexpensive backpacks and raincoats year after
year, digitally trapped like insects in amber: they shall never age, impervious
to the cruel progress of the passing years, like the rain on stone, which will
slowly destroy Jacob's precious youth, before inevitably - but not gently - no,
never gently, claiming his being and giving it back to the universe as it must
with all who live.
Food for thought there, as we hop into bed.
22:00 We go to bed - zzzzzzz !!!!
Danish translation
06:00 Jeg
føler mig meget træt, men jeg står tidligt op for at designe og printer ud min
bryllupsdagskort til Lois. Vi giftede os for nøjagtigt 46 år siden på byen
Wheatley i grevskabet Oxfordshire.
Jeg baserer
kortets tema på i går aftens BBC Proms koncert, der kredsedes om ungarsk musik
og ungarsk-inspireret musik, sigøjnervioliner osv. Jeg kan godt lide at give
Lois kort med en eller anden topisk reference. Nogle gange er det ganske svært
med at finde på noget oprindeligt, men jeg gør mit bedste, som altid.
Forsiden
af min specielt-designet bryllupsdagskort til Lois
På dette
musikalsk-temaede kortets bagside
inkluderer jeg et billede af mig selv spillende John Ruskins klaver på
Brantwood House på Coniston-søside, dagen efter vores yngste datter Sarahs
bryllupsdag i 2010. Jeg var oprindeligt ”hyret” (gratis) til at spille baggrundsklavermusik
under Sarahs og Francis’ bryllupsreception, og jeg udarbejdede en 30 plus lang
spilleliste, men det hele blev ikke til noget, da receptionen skulle skiftes
til en udendørs-gilde. Pokkers!
Tilbageblik
til juni 2010: jeg spiller John Ruskins klaver i Brantwood House
dagen
efter vores datter Sarahs bryllup
08:00 Jeg
hopper tilbage op i sengen til Lois. Vi drikker vores morgenté og udveksler
bryllupsdagskort. Vi står op og går i bad. Jeg har bestillet et bord til to på
Buckland Manor-hotellets restaurant i dag kl 12.
10:00 Jeg
kigger lidt på nettet. Jeg ser en interessant webartikel om dinosaurer og
fugle.
Forskere ved
University of Kent siger, at deres arbejde afslører den genetiske hemmelighed
bag hvorfor dinosaurer kom i så mange former og størrelser.
Denne
variation hjalp dem med at udvikle sig hurtigt som reaktion på et skiftende
miljø – og hjalp dem med at dominere jorden i 180 millioner år.
Selvfølgelig
var der en endelige udfordring, som dinosaurerne ikke kunne overvinde - et
massivt asteroidenedslag for 66 millioner år siden, der udslettede alle
dinosauregrupper undtagen de flyvende, der udviklede sig til fugle.
For nylig
anvendte prof Darren Griffin's team matematiske teknikker til at identificere
de allerførste dinosaurs mulige genetiske egenskaber. Det gjorde de ved at
arbejde baglæns fra deres nærmeste nutidige slægtninge - fugle og skildpadder.
Deres resultater
tyder på, at dinosaur-DNA sandsynligvis blev organiseret i mange stykker -
kaldet kromosomer. Fugle har normalt omkring 80 kromosomer - cirka tre gange
dem, som mennesker har.
Det er bemærkelsesværdigt,
at fugle er blandt de mest varierede dyregrupper på jorden. Hvis, som Prof
Griffin mener, havde dinosaurer også et stort antal kromosomer, kunne det
forklare, hvorfor de også kom i så mange former og størrelser.
"Vi tror, at
det hele skaber variation. Med mange kromosomer kunne dinosaurer blande deres
gener rundt meget mere end andre typer dyr. Denne skiftning betyder, at
dinosaurer kan udvikle sig hurtigere, og så hjalp dem med at overleve så mange
klimaforandringer osv," sagde Prof Griffin.
Dr. Rebecca
O'Connor fra University of Kent sagde: "De fossile beviser og nu vores
bevis styrker ideen om, at i stedet for, at fugle og dinosaurer var fjerne
slægtninge, var de faktisk det selve samme. Fuglene omkring os i dag er
dinosaurer. "
Hvor
fascinerende! Jeg havde aldrig før tænkt på, hvor overraskende det er, at der
er så mange typer fugle. Nu giver det hele mening – du godeste! Jeg tænkte
aldrig på, at kromosomer måske kunne være kilden på dette fænomen. Hvor dum jeg
har været. Men i det mindste nu endelig er jeg informeret og orienteret,
gudskelov.
11:30 Vi kører
over til Buckland Manor, bygget i det 17. århundrede, og spiser vores
bryllupsdagsfrokost. Vi starter med drinks i loungen – jeg bestiller en stærk
gin og tonic, med en lavendel-smagende gin fra den (næsten) lokale Cotswold
Distillery.
Til
hovedretten vælger Lois kulmulen, og jeg oksekødet, med chokolademousse til
desserten, det hele meget lækre som altid. Vi har besøgt dette restaurant mange
gange, siden min afdøde søster Kathy og hendes mand, Steve, tog os med til
restauranten for mange år siden.
Vi
starter med drinks i loungen
Restaurantens spisestue
14:30 Vi kører
hjem og går i seng i et par timer. Vi bliver gamle, ingen tvivl om det.
17:00 Vi står
op og kigger på et par brydekampe i fjernsyn.
Et nydeligt
program igen, med finalen af kvindernes mesterskab som hovedattraktion.
Men brydekampene
bliver desværre igen ramt af en række ulykker og igen ser vi brydere blive ført
væk på bårer, hvilket er lidt af en skam.
18:00 Jeg
kigger lidt på min smartphone. Vores
ældste datter Alison tilbringer for tiden nogle dage i København, sammen med Ed, hendes mand, og deres 3 børn, Josie (11), Rosalind
(10) og Isaac (8). De fløj
for et par dage siden til København for at tilbringe nogle dage hos nogle af
vennerne, de lærte at kende under deres 6-års ophold i Danmark. Familien
flyttede tilbage til England for ca. 6 uger siden, men hele familien savner
meget deres danske venner og expat-venner i den danske hovedstad.
Jeg ser nu, at
Isaac, det yngste barn, har i dag desværre brækket en arm, mens han legede på
en trampolin. Stakkels Isaac – det er den slags ulykke, man ikke vil have at
ske, når man er på en kort ferie i udlandet – ingen tvivl om det. Og han skal
have en lille operation i morgen formiddag.
Stakkels
Isaac tidligere på dagen
Rosalind
sammen med 2 af sine Danmark-baserede perlevenner
18:30 Jeg
fortsætter med at kigge på nettet, et morsomt billede, som Lois’ kusine i
Melbourne Australien, Sylvia, har lagt op på Facebook. Sylvia og sin nye
partner Rod planlægger at besøge os om 2-3 ugers tid.
Sylvia
sammen med sin nye partner, Rod
18:50 Vi
bruger aftenen på at se lidt fjernsyn. De viser BBC Proms Extra, med Katie
Derham som programmets charmerende værtinde.
Lois og jeg er
igen meget kritisk over Katies påklædning – et uheldigt valg, synes vi. Det
hele gør hende til at ser lidt anoretisk ud, ingen tvivl om det. Sikke et
vanvid!
Katie Derham – hun har brug for lidt mere kød på sig,
før
sømænd skal ville kigge to gange på hende, synes vi !
19:30 Vi fortsætter
med at se lidt fjernsyn. De viser aftenens BBC Proms koncert, der fremviser
Bernsteins ”On the Town”.
En nydelig
forestilling, og mere operatisk, end den berømte film stjernespækket Gene Kelly
og Frank Sinatra.
Plottet, handler
om 3 sømænd, i New York på et døgns orlov fra deres skib (det er krigstid,
1944). Orloven starter om morgenen kl 6 og ender kl 6 næste dag. De har 24
timer til at se New York, deres første besøg dertil. Det lykkes dem at finde 3
lokale piger, men de aftaler bare at starte deres dates kl 23, hvilket synes
lidt af en skam, selvom jeg indser, at den er en by der ”aldrig sover”. Hvorfor
ikke starte datene kl 20 for eksempel? Sikke et vanvid !!!
det lykkes alle de 3 sømænd at finde lokale piger for deres 24-timers orlov
men
de tager fejl ved bare at starte deres dates kl 23, i stedet for
kl
20 for eksempel, hvilket synes at være lidt af en skam – sikke et vanvid!
Den følgende
dag kl 6, må sømændene kysse deres dates farvel, og pludselig ser vi, højt oppe
over orkestret endnu 3 sømænd ved at begynde på deres egne 24-timers orlov.
den ene periode af 24 timers orlov ender, mens en anden begynder:
et
vidunderligt eksempel på ”livets cirkel”.
En rørende
scene, der faktisk ender musicalen, og mindes os om ”livets cirkel”. Der var en
interessant rapport for nylig i The Onion, den indflydelsesrige amerikanske
nyhedskilde, der handlede om en ung 9-årig skoledreng, Harrison Jacobs.
Harrison ramte tragisk overskrifterne i går, da han anerkendte sin egen
dødelighed efter at have set efterårets ”tilbage til skolen” reklamer.
"Hvert efterår, de samme reklamer - oh, Gud, manden med leens trin ekkoer
i årtidernes uforglemmelige skiften, og det kommer til mig som det kommer for
os alle", sagde den 9-årig dreng, der fandt sig selv lamslået af de samme
børneskuespillere, som han er dårligt vidende om, skal modellere billige
rygsække og regnfrakker år ud år ind, fanget digitalt i tiden som insekter i
rav: de skal ældes aldrig, uigennemtrængeligt for det grusomme fremskridt af de
gående år, der, ligesom regn på sten, langsomt vil ødelægge Jacobs dyrebare
ungdom før uundgåeligt - men ikke forsigtigt nej - aldrig forsigtigt kræve hans
væsen og give den tilbage til universet,
som det må med alle, der lever.
Stof til
eftertanke der, ingen tvivl om det!
22:00 Vi går i
seng – zzzzzzz!!!!
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