Lois and I wake up to a layer of snow - maybe up to 3
inches, which is a bit of a refreshing change - and no problem considering that
both of us are now retired and do not need to go out of the house. And it
continues to snow during the morning. Unfortunately, I still feel bad due to my
cold, but I try to soldier on with the day’s agenda ha ha - what a hero !!!!
09:30 The local library's staff call Lois to tell her
that this afternoon's Baby Bounce & Rhyme session for young children and
their mothers has been cancelled due to the snow, so Lois, who usually helps out,
can relax this afternoon and stay in the warm, which is nice.
Our backyard this morning
11:00 We listen a little to the radio, an interesting episode
in the series "In Our Time", all about Owen Glendower, a Welsh prince
who started a rebellion against Henry IV of England and against English rule generally, in
the early 15th century. The host of the program is the charming Melvyn Bragg.
Owen's campaign kept going for quite a long time, and, although
ultimately unsuccessful, it upped the reputation of the Welsh nobility, and
paved the way for the first Welshman to sit on the English throne - Henry VII,
the first king in the Tudor dynasty.
Owen Glendower (1349-1416), Welsh hero
It took Henry IV a hell of a long time to defeat Owen Glendower's
rebellion, mainly because the English parliament did not like Henry, and
refused to give him enough money for the job.
One can argue that the most important result of Magna
Carta (1215) was not the jury trials, the writ of habeas corpus, or the idea
that nobody was above the law. More influential in a way was the principle that
only Parliament could impose taxes, which forced the king to cooperate with Parliament
– if he didn’t, he would soon find
himself running short of cash, to put it mildly.
My late mother was born in, and grew up in, Wales and she had a cousin,
Howell, who was interested in genealogy. He claimed he had "proved"
that one of the family's ancestors was a Welsh prince, Gwaethfoed, who once met
the Anglo-Saxon King Edgar (959-975).
A charming story, but one which I didn't believe
for a second, I have to admit. The Welsh
are an incurably romantic people, but I hope that I have inherited enough of my
father's Anglo-Saxon hard-headedness to
recognise an attack of wishful thinking when I see one ha ha ha!
Flashback to 2010: An excerpt from the family tree in my
Christmas Newsletter,
where for the first time I went public on
the news of the family's "royal" connections
ha ha!
The story of Gwaethfoed's meeting with
Edgar, the then Anglo-Saxon king,
according to researcher Darrell Wolcott of
the
Center for the Study of Ancient Wales,
Jefferson TX
Flashback to March 2005: we visit the family genealogist Howell's daughter Ruth,
crouching behind the sofa with her 2 daughters.
On the sofa (left to right) my late mother, me and my late sister Kathy
12:30 We have lunch. Afterwards, the Hotpoint engineer calls at the door and he starts investigating possible faults with our freezer, which seemed to turn itself off last weekend.
13:30 I go to bed and take a gigantic afternoon nap.
Meanwhile, the engineer completes his study: he has
diagnosed a problem with the freezer's compressor. Another engineer is to visit
us on Wednesday and try to fix the problem. If he fails to solve the problem,
then Lois and I get a new freezer, which is nice. We bought our present freezer
in 2008, so it has lasted well, the engineer says. What madness!!!
15:00 I get up, and Lois and I relax with a cup of tea
and her last two Australian "Anzac" biscuits, on the couch.
We listen a little to the radio, an interesting programme
in the series "More or Less", all about statistics that you see in
the press or in the media. Tim Harford, the programme's charming host, does his
best to find out if these statistics hold water or not, which is not always
easy, to say the least.
A listener, Helen, who has signed up to the Tinder dating
site, has written to Tim to ask for an explanation - Tinder tells her she has
had 15,000 likes, and she just can't believe that. She is willing to admit that she
is well into middle-age and not particularly attractive, she says.
Tim's staff agree to investigate Helen's questions and they
pay for her to go on Tinder's premium service, "Tinder Gold", which
offers to reveal more information about the people who have "liked"
you. They find out that the app now tells Helen that only 1260 users have actually
"liked" her. So where have her
other 13,740 fans gone?
"Tinder Gold" also reveals that many of those
who liked Helen did not fit her requirements. She specified men who lived
within 30 miles of her, but many of her "admirers" lived hundreds of
miles away. However, most of the men were in Helen's specified age range, which
was something.
The programme's researchers contacted Tinder's
headquarters, but they responded only in a rather vague manner because they
allegedly "could not comment on individual cases".
Tim discussed Helen's scepticism with Marina Adshade,
author of "Dirty Money". She explained that there are many more men
on dating apps than there are women, so men tend to be less selective, making
the women even more selective in response: a vicious circle.
Maria Adshade, author of "Dirty
Money"
The bottom line is, according to Marina, that Tinder is a
business, and has a commercial interest in giving you the impression that you
are very popular, so that you will use the app even more than before, especially if
you are a woman. No surprise there!
Lois and I discuss the programme - we are curious to know
what kind of people use the Tinder app, but we come to the conclusion that it
would not be in the long-term interests of our 46.5-year old marriage to
experiment with the app while we are both still alive - probably a good call.
Consent to intercourse - yes or no - very much a binary
question. With the Tinder app, you look at the potential partners' photos, and
swipe either right or left to accept or to reject them - I forget which is
which.
Lois and I learned earlier this week from another radio
programme that women in Victorian times sitting in cafes with potential
partners had the system of tilting their hat to the right or left to indicate
consent to intercourse or the opposite. I suppose this was an early form of the
app, but it would have taken a hell of a time to respond to 15,000 potential
partners in that way, the so-called "hat app" - no doubt about that!
Also would the “hat” tilting have stood up in court? The
jury’s still out on that one
(literally).
My god, what a crazy world we live in !!!!!
18:00 We have dinner and spend the rest of the evening
watching a bit of television. An interesting and nostalgic documentary is on,
all about Don McLean's 1971 album "American Pie".
Unfortunately, I am a little distracted during the
programme because, while watching it, I am simultaneously trying to prepare
some Danish vocabulary lists for our U3A Danish group members - damn!
It is always interesting to see how the heroes of our youth
have been ageing and going a bit to seed physically in the same way as all the rest
of us baby boomers, I have to say. And it's always interesting to hear for the
first time about all the unpublicised fights between artists and producers which
apparently dominated the recording of all those iconic songs that seemed so
important to us at the time.
I actually bought both his "American Pie"
single and his "Vincent" single and still have them on a memory stick
- I threw away my original vinyl versions during an early attempt to
"downsize" ha ha ha.
"American Pie" is about a loss of innocence
that occurred in the late 1950’s, although Lois and I have seen a number of
documentaries recently claiming that the 1950’s were not the golden age that we
baby boomers believed them to be - oh dear.
"Vincent", which is about Vincent Van Gogh, saw
McLean having a massive fight with his producer over what point in the song
the violins should be introduced. McLean insisted that the violins should be held
back till the last touching verse "Now I think I know, what you tried to
say to me, how you suffered for your sanity ... etc", which Lois and I
agree McLean was right about. Good grief - decisions, decisions! We are very glad
we ourselves were never tempted to go in for a career in the music industry, I have
to say !!!
Flashback to us in 1971: on holiday in the
Malvern area, with its beautiful hills,
on the threshold of getting married the
following year
22:00 We go to bed - back in our normal bed tonight -
zzzzzzzzzz !!!!!
Danish
translation
Lois og jeg
vågner til et lag sne – måske op til 3 inches, hvilket er lidt af en
forfriskende forandring – og ikke noget problem i betrægtning af, at vi begge
to nu i er pensionister og har ikke brug for komme ud a huset. Og det
fortsætter med at sne i løbet af formiddagen. Jeg føler mig desværre stadig dårlig
tilpas på grund af min forkølelse, men jeg prøver at fortsætte ufortrødent med
dagsordenen ha ha – sikke en helt!!!!
09:30 Det
lokale biblioteks personale ringer til Lois for at fortælle hende, eftermiddagens
Baby Bounce & Rhyme session for små børn og deres mødre, er blevet aflyst
på grund af sneen, så vil Lois, der plejer at hjælpe til, kunne slappe af i
eftermiddag og forblive i varmen, hvilket er rart.
vores baghave i formiddag
11:00 Vi
lytter lidt til radio, en interessant afsnit i serien ”In Our Time”, der
handler om Owen Glendower, en walisk prins, der startede en oprør mod Henrik 4.
af England og mod engelsk herredømme i
begyndelse af 1400-tallet. Programmets vært er den charmerende Melvyn Bragg.
Owens kampagne
var langvarig, og, selvom den ultimativt var usuccésfuld, øgede den omdommen af
den walesiske adel og banede vejen for den første waliser til at sidde på den
engelske tron – Henrik 7., den første konge i Tudor-dynastiet.
Owen
Glendower (1349-1416), walesisk elt
Det tog Henrik
4. en helvedes tid til at besejre Owens oprør, hvilket først og fremmest var på
grund af, at den engelske parlament ikke kunne lide Henrik, og nægtede at give
ham nok penge.
Man kan
argumentere, at det vigtigste resultat af Magna Carta (1215) var princippet, at
kun parlamentet kunne pålægge skatter, hvilket tvang kongen til at samarbejde
med parlamentet – ellers befandt han sig snart i bekneb for skillinger, for at
sige mildt.
Min afdøde mor
var født i Wales og hun havde en fætter, Howell, der var interesseret i
genealogi. Han påstod, at han havde ”bevist”, at en af familiens forfædre var
en walesisk prins, Gwaethfoed,der engang mødte den angelsaksiske kong Edgar
(959-975). En charmerende historie, men en, jeg troede ikke et sekund på, det
må jeg indrømme. Waliserne er et romantisk folk, men jeg håber på, at jeg har
arvet nok af min fars angelsaksiske nøgternhed til at genkende et anfald af
ønsketænkning, når jeg ser det ha ha ha!
T
ilbageblik
til 2010: et uddrag af mit julenyhedsbrev, der offentliggjorde
nyhederne
af familiens ”kongelige” forbindelser ha ha!
Beretningen
om Gwaethfoeds møde med Edgar, den daværende angelsaksiske konge,
ifølge forskeren Darrell Wolcott af Center
for the Study of Ancient Wales, Jefferson TX
Tilbageblik til marts 2005 - vi besøger familiens genealog Howells datter Ruth, på hug
bag sofaen sammen med sine 2 døtre. I sofaen ser vi (venstre til højre)
min afdøde mor, mig og min afdøde søster Kathy
12:30 Vi
spiser frokost. Bagefter ringer Hotpoint-ingeniøren på døren, og han går i gang
med at undersøge mulige fejl med vores fryser, der slukkede sig af sig selv
sidste weekend.
13:30 Jeg går
i seng for at tage en gigantisk eftermiddagslur. I mellemtiden afslutter
ingeniøren sin undersøgelse: han har diagnosticeret et problem med fryserens
kompressor. En anden ingeniør skal besøge os på onsdag, og prøver at fikse
problemet. Hvis det mislykkes ham at løse problemet, så får Lois og jeg en ny
fryser, hvilket er rart. Vi købte vores nuværende fryser i 2008, så den har
varet godt, siger han.
15:00 Jeg står
op og Lois og jeg slapper af med en kop te og hendes to sidste australske
”Anzac” kiks. Vi lytter lidt til radio, et interessant program i serien ”More
or Less”, der handler om statistikker, man ser i presssen eller i medierne. Tim
Harford, programmets charmerende vært, gør sit bedste for at finde ud af, om
disse statistikker holder stik, eller ej, hvilket ikke er altid nemt, for at
sige mildt.
En lytter,
Helen, der er tilmeldet sig Tinder-datingsiden, har skrevet til Tim for at bede
om en forklaring – Tinder fortæller hende, at hun har haft 15.000 ”likes”, og
det kan hun ikke tro. Hun er midaldrende og ikke synderlig attraktiv, siger
hun.
Tims personale
aftaler at undersøge Helens spørgsmål og betale for Tinders premiumservice,
”Tinder Gold”, der tilbyder at afsløre mere information om dem, der har ”liket”
dig. De finder ud af, at nu ”kun” 1260 brugere faktisk har ”liket” hende. Hvor
bliver de andre 13.740 af?
Også ”Tinder
Gold” afslører at mange af dem, der likede Helen, passede ikke hendes krav. Hun
speciferede mænd, der boede indenfor 30 miles fra hende, men mange af sine
”følgere” boede hundredvis af miles væk. De fleste af mændene var imidlertid i Helens
speciferede aldersgruppe.
Programmets
forskere kontaktede Tinders hovedkontor, men de svarede kun på en ganske uklar
måde, på grund af, at de angiveligt ”ikke kunne kommentere individuelle
tilfælde”.
Tim
diskuterede Helens skepticisme med Marina Adshade, forfatteren af ”Dirty
Money”. Hun forklarede, at der er mange flere mænd på datingapps, end kvinder,
så mænd har tendens til at være mindre selektive, hvilket gør kvinderne til at
være endnu mere selektive: en ond cirkel.
Maria
Adshade, forfatteren af ”Dirty Money”
Bundlinjen er,
ifølge Marina, at Tinder er et kommercielt selskab, der har en kommerciel
interesse i at give indtryk af, at du er populære, så du bruger appen endnu
mere, end før, specielt hvis du er kvinde.
Ingen overraskelse der!
Lois og jeg
diskuterer programmet – vi er nysgerrige efter at finde ud af, hvilke slags
mennesker bruger Tinder-appen, men vi kommer til den konklustion, at det ikke
ville være i vores 46,5 årige ægteskabs langsigtede interesser at
eksperimentere med appen, mens vi begge lever endnu – sandsynligvis en klog
beslutning.
Samtykke til
samleje – ja eller nej - i høj grad et
binært spørgsmål. Med Tinder-appen skal man se på potentielle partneres fotoer
og swipe til højre eller til venstre for at acceptere eller afvise dem - jeg
glemmer, hvilket er hvilket.
Lois og jeg
lærte tidligere på ugen fra et andet radioprogram, at kvinder i viktorianske tider,
der sad i caféer med potentielle partnere, havde for vane at vippe hatten til
højre eller til venstre for at udtrykke samtykke til samleje eller det
modsatte. Jeg formoder, at dette var en tidlig form for appen, men det ville
have taget en helvedes tid til at reagere til 15.000 potentielle partnere på
den der måde, den såkaldte ”hat-appen” - ingen tvivl om det!
Du godeste,
sikke en skør verden vi lever i !!!!!
18:00 Vi
spiser aftensmad og bruger resten af aftenen på at se lidt fjernsyn. De viser
et interessant og nostalgisk dokumentarfilm, der handler om Don McLeans 1971
album ”American Pie”.
Jeg er desværre
lidt distraheret under programmet, fordi jeg, samtidigt med at se det, prøver
at udarbejde nogle danske ordforrådlister til vores U3A danske gruppes
medlemmer – pokkers!
Der er altid
interessant at se, hvordan vores ungdoms helte har ældes, og har forsumpet
fysisk på samme måde som alle de andre af os baby-boomers, det må jeg nok sige.
Og det er altid interessant at høre for første gang om alle de skjulte konflikter
mellem artister og producere, der tilsyneladende dominerede optagelsen af alle
disse ikoniske sange, der på det tidspunkt virkede så vigtige til os.
Jeg købte
faktisk både hans ”American Pie” single og hans ”Vincent” single og har dem
stadig nu på en hukommelsestab – jeg smed mine oprindelige vinyl-versioner væk
under et tidligt forsøg på at ”downsize” ha ha ha.
”American Pie”
handler om et tab af uskyld, der foregik i slutningen af 1950’erne, selvom Lois
og jeg har set en række dokumentarfilm for nylig, der påstod, at 1950’erne ikke
var den guldalder, som babybommers troede, at de var – yikes!
”Vincent”, der
handler om Vincent Van Gogh, havde McLean haft et massiv skænderi med sin
producer over, hvilket tidspunkt i sangen violinerne skulle blive introduceret
på. McLean insisterede, at violinerne skulle blive tilbageholdt til det sidste rørende
vers ”Now I think I know, what you tried to say to me, how you suffered for
your sanity... osv”, hvilket Lois og jeg er enige om, at McLean havde ret i. Du
godeste – beslutninger, beslutninger! Vi er meget glade for, at vi selv aldrig
blev fristet til at gå ind for en karriere i musikbranchen, det må jeg nok
sige!!!
Tilbageblik
til os i 1971: på ferie i Malvern-området, med dets smukke bakker,
på
tærsklen til at blive gift det følgende år
22:00 Vi går i
seng, vores normale seng i nat – zzzzzzzzzz!!!!!
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