Wednesday 31 January 2024

Tuesday January 30th 2024

Dear reader, are you old, like Lois and me? Is your memory not what it used to be? 

Well, here's a bit of tip from me. Get a mattress with memory foam - it remembers things that go on in the night that Lois and me have forgotten about by the time we get up, if we ever knew them in the first place, that is!  

Things like which side we lie on, how often we change sides, how often we toss and turn, or roll over, or kick each other, how often we fall out or get pushed out, how often there's a bit of a tussle for the duvet, how often we find ourselves with our feet at the pillow end - all that kind of malarkey: the only problem is that the mattress can't tell us in the morning - it tends to be pretty tight-lipped, but I think scientists are working on that, so watch this space!!!! 

A simple printout on our desks by 9 am - is that too much to ask haha!!!!


Well, today we take delivery of another "memory foam" product (see picture above), a mattress topper for our guest bed, the one in which our daughter Sarah sleeps when she comes to stay with us at weekends. 

Lois and I aren't sure what it is that sometimes keeps our accountant daughter Sarah awake at night when she comes to stay with us at weekends - it could be toner cartridge issues at her office, or maybe something completely different, we're not sure. 

Just to be on the safe side, we know that the single bed she sleeps on isn't the best quality - it's been putting up various guests of ours for a decade or two. We don't want to buy a new mattress or a new bed - call us "skinflints" if you like! Instead we're going to try the "cheapo" option of a mattress topper with memory foam. It arrived earlier today from Panda of London, and Lois and I try it out this afternoon for our nap, and it seems good to us, so fingers crossed !!!!!

And meanwhile we make a resolution to calm Sarah down about any possible cartridge toner issues at her office. After all her manager Ken Browning is worrying about that, that's what he gets paid that obscenely high salary for, isn't it - the story was even in the local Onion News for Worcestershire. Did you see the article? You must have done. It was the lead story just a couple of days ago - remember?


Poor Ken !!!!!

16:00 Oh dear - this is when we make our first mistake of the day - we order a shed, not realising that by doing this we are simply accelerating the growing "climate change" crisis that everybody's talking about, and that we are literally helping to "destroy the planet".

Yikes !!!

some typical "climate change" worries

With hindsight I can see that Lois and I are not in most lucid frame of mind when we decide to order the shed. It happens too soon, maybe, after we roll off Sarah's bed after our nap - in case you're interested, we'll interrogate the mattress-topper later about how the nap went: all data are stored, even though they are not "retrievable" for the moment. 

So the order for the shed goes in when we're still feeling a bit "dazed", and not thinking clearly about the future of our planet. Forgive us???? 

The facts are: Lois and I downsized to this new-build house in Malvern 14 months ago, but our tiny back garden is still looking "unfinished" to put it mildly. We've had a patio and a garden path put in but we haven't got round to ordering a shed - till now. Lois is gagging to start her vegetable growing this year. 


And the lovely Emma at D&M Sheds of Evesham has promised that our shed will be delivered  in about 3 to 4 weeks or so, which is exciting. Who doesn't thrill to the sound of a shed being put together!

the current "half-finished" state of our tiny back garden

I think you can probably guess from the above photo where we plan to put our 6ft by 4ft shed, when it arrives, can't you. Yes, you've guessed it, at the end of the path in the bottom right-hand corner of our so-called "garden", just past the raised beds - not exactly rocket science is it. After all, there's not going to be much point in our path, unless it leads to something. Do you get my drift? 

Then the bombshell news comes in, in the form of an email from Steve, our American brother-in-law, quoting a report in the Guardian.



Oh dear! Home grown vegetables are killing the planet, apparently. What madness !!!!  And a lot of it's to do with people installing sheds and paths and raised beds, which they wouldn't bother to do, obviously, if they were just buying commercially-grown fruit and veg from a supermarket.

Lois and I have our doubts about this story, which is based on a new study from the US. After all, people make paths and set up sheds for all sorts of reasons, not just for veg-growing. Are they saying we shouldn't build houses either, and all live in tents or caves instead?

And anyway our raised beds are made from old railway sleepers, so that's okay. Plus it makes us healthier to eat our own fruit and veg, so we don't make as many trips to doctors and hospitals - have the study-authors thought of that? I think we should be told, don't you?

"Pardon us for living", is Lois's comment - and I agree with her.

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

19:45 Lois disappears into the kitchen to take part in her church's weekly Bible Seminar on zoom. When she emerges from the session we wind down for bed with the second programme in the wittily-title Channel 4 series, "Around the World in Eighty Weighs".

A group of 6 overweight Brits who have failed in their attempts to lose weight in the UK, are being taken on a world tour at Channel 4's expense, experiencing different cultures and cuisines to see if this can give them the motivation to lose a few pounds. 




Last week our 6 overweight Brits were in Japan - a land of smallish, slim people with a healthy diet, and after a combination of Japanese food and and an exercise programme the Brits managed to lose collectively 2 and a half stone (35lbs or 16 kg), so about 6 lbs each.

This week they're on the Pacific island of Tonga, a land of "fatties". Over 90% of Tongans are overweight, they're the third heaviest people in the world, according to the programme. Our 6 Brit fatties immediately feel at home. In Japan everybody was staring at them, whereas here they can see that they're just like everybody else, just "one of the crowd".





Tongans certainly eat the wrong sort of food and they eat a lot of it, 

They also they have a lot of sex, but not enough, apparently - it burns off only 3.6 calories a minute, and the Tongans don't do it long enough or often enough to outweigh the vast amounts of unhealthy food that they eat. For calorie-burning sex, however, a minimum standard of fitness is required, and one of our Brit couples, Russ and Marisa, decide to pass on that recommendation, and just have a nice sit-down instead. 




Oh dear! Still, losing one calorie is still something, isn't it, a "step in the right direction.  It's "better than a slap in the face", as people say. I didn't realise that Lois and I were losing the odd calorie ourselves, when we're just sitting here watching TV, which is encouraging, to put it mildly.

The tragedy of it all is that centuries ago Tongans had a really healthy diet, living off the things that grow there, or swim there - the fish in their waters are a great dietary component, for example. 

Unfortunately, it was discovered apparently about 50 years ago, that the country could make more money exporting all these healthy local products. After that the Tongans themselves were reduced to eating a lot of cheap unhealthy food that the Government imported in from countries like New Zealand.

The Brits' host tonight on Tonga is a woman called Winnie, who herself weighs 47 stone (660lbs or 300kg) - can that be right? And Winnie explains how, because of their unhealthy diet, Tongans are very susceptible to disease and death - and unfortunately they make this worse by their tendency to avoid doctors and hospitals.. 



Winnie is just as bad as her fellow Tongans in this respect, and although she takes our 6 Brits on a trip to visit a local hospital, she herself can't bring herself to step inside, and says "I'll see you when you come out". What madness !!!!





At the hospital they hear about some horrific cases - Tongans who fall victim to terrible diabetes, so that the slightest cut or blister can lead to death, or at the very least, to legs and arms having to be amputated. Life expectancy is pretty low, at just 67 years, 

This week's strategy by Channel 4 is to try to frighten the 6 Brit "fatties" by this visit to the hospital, and then expose them to typical Tongan family feasts, including a whole roast pig, and challenging them to exercise self-control, so that they don't end up in hospital like the other poor victims.



It must be working to an extent, and I think the visit to the local hospital has motivated them, because they manage to resist having too much of the "family feast", and just have modest amounts.

And at the group weigh-in at the end of the week, the six Brits discover that collectively they've lost another 3 stone or a little bit more (44lbs or 20 kg).

Result !!!!!

the group weigh-in at the end of their week on Tonga
- they discover they've lost about 44 lbs

In the next programme in the series the 6 overweight Brits will be travelling to Texas, where I imagine the problem will be different - for the weak-willed, too easy access to unhealthy takeaway food maybe? Well, we'll see.

Lois comments how little choice the ordinary Tongans have. It's not their fault that the country exports all their healthy local foodstuffs, fish included, and imports cheap rubbish from Western countries like New Zealand. She points to Scotland where a lot of high quality local produce and all the salmon caught locally is sold to London and the better-off regions of Britain and abroad, leaving the ordinary Scot to subsist on cheap junk food and assorted other "rubbish".


a recent Scottish Government health survey from 2020

What a crazy world we live in !!!!

[Oh just go to bed! - Ed]

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

Tuesday 30 January 2024

Monday January 29th 2024

It's been another funny old day for Lois and me, and we sit and talk it over on the couch in the evening, as people have done for centuries, millennia even - in their case not about our day, of course, but just about their own day, but with its similar triumphs and disasters.

Lois often "improves the shining hour" during our evenings together by doing some knitting as we chat. Until today I didn't realise that this tradition goes way back, to put it mildly. 

flashback to 2022: Lois doing some knitting
at our daughter Alison's house

Did YOU know that knitting isn't a new hobby? I bet you didn't !!!!

If you want proof, here's an artist's impression of an early knitter from Roman times, inspired by a woman's tombstone in North East England. It's the tombstone of Regina, the British wife of a Roman legionary named Barates, a Syrian who was stationed in Britain. 

Regina started off by being Barates' slave-girl during his service in Britain, but Barates must have taken a real fancy to her, because he freed her, making her a "liberta" (freedwoman) and then he married her, which was nice.

On her tombstone Regina is pictured sitting on her wicker chair, with her "knitting bag" - a basket of wool - at her feet.

freed slave-girl Regina: her tombstone (left) and an artist's
impression (right) of what she could have looked like, as her tomb depicts:
sitting in her wicker chair, with a basket of wool at her feet.

Awwwwwww!!!!!

And can't you just imagine Regina knitting away in her chair in the evenings in what's now County Durham, England, while her Roman husband Barates sits in his chair, boring the pants off her with all the details about the dreadful day he's had with the Legion, and dozing off with a copy of Radio Times on his lap (or more probably the Roman equivalent: the Acta Diurna (Daily News).

a typical Roman sitting in his chair in the evening, 
dozing and reading the day's copy of Acta Diurna (Daily News)

Oh the "colourised" version of her tombstone, Regina is depicted as a blonde. And in case you're wondering why she looks so young, well, it's because she was young - she died aged 30 (or XXX as her tombstone has it), which was a pity. Her tombstone is part of the current "Legion" exhibition at the British Museum, as described in a Guardian report sent me by Steve, our American brother-in-law. 

Here's another shot of Lois doing some knitting, way back in November 2013, a few months after our daughter Sarah had given birth to twins. As their first-ever winter approached, Lois set to work, knitting the by-then 4-month-old twins some woolly hats and scarves to help keep them warm - see her "knitting bag" beside her on the couch.

Flashback to November 2013: Lois knitting some
woolly scarves and hats for our 4-month-old twin granddaughters
Lily and Jessica, to prepare them for their first winter


November 2013: our 4-month-old twin granddaughters, each 
showcasing one of their early smiles - awwwwwww (again) !!!!

When the twins reached the age of two and a half, the family moved to Perth, Australia, where woolly hats and scarves weren't needed, which was a pity. 


flashback to Christmas 2015: our daughter Sarah with husband
Francis and the twins, newly arrived in Australia

As of May 2023, however, the family is once more back in the UK, and they need those scarves now, that's for sure - pity we can't find them: damn! Here's a shot of them singing Christmas carols and songs for charity with a bunch of their new English classmates and a couple of teachers, at a local garden centre in December. 

December 2023: our twin granddaughters Lily (left) and Jessica (right), in the
freezing cold weather, putting their all into some timeless Christmas
Carols and some modern Christmas songs in front of a small crowd 
of mostly parents at a local garden centre

Yes, they're now back in the UK and they need to buy a house. They've got savings, but Lois and I are also helping them out with that, and this involves transferring funds online, and today we have a practice, to see if it works. These funds are larger than the ones I'm used to transferring, so it's a bit nerve-wracking, to put it mildly.

Sarah emboldens me, however. When the family was in Australia, she took various on accountant jobs, including one for Hungry Jack's, which is part of the Burger King chain. She has told me that she once had to transfer several million dollars online.

Yikes!!!

flashback to 2017: our daughter Sarah (second from right) 
in Perth, Western Australia, at a party with colleagues 
from Hungry Jack's / Burger King Regional Headquarters. 
How glamorous she looks in her little black dress (LBD) !!! 

In the event today, I manage to do the practice transfer of funds from one of mine and Lois's accounts to one of Sarah's, and we don't even get a call from our bank to check whether it's all bona fide, which is nice. The family's house purchase is likely to happen soon, hopefully, and Sarah and Francis are currently waiting for their solicitors and the vendor's solicitors to validate the funds, okay the sale and set a completion date.

20:00 The burdens and worry of major financial transfers now safely behind us, Lois and I relax on the couch. Lois hasn't got any knitting this evening, but I've got "Worcester News" on my phone, so I can regale her. much as Roman legionary Barates used to regale his British wife Regina, with the latest surprise story: in this case pictures from a local pub, and its weird toilets.

Worcester News has put their ace junior cub reporter, James Connell, on the case, which gives you some idea of the story's implications for the city, and for anybody local who's looking for a "humorous toilet". 
Is that really something to be proud of, however - a pub with a humorous toilet, and new ways to flush?  More and more, Lois and I are beginning to lean more towards the preservation of comforting conventional mechanisms that you don't have to think about because they've always been that way. 



Mine and Lois's advice - just click on the 'X (see right-hand-side).
You'll find that this makes the irritating suggestion go away, which is nice!

While Lois and I are on our computers, irritating software-developers are continually asking us if we want to "try out" the latest features of this or that computer programmes, but we always give a firm "No!". 

I hope the developers are not offended by this response, but we've struggled for years to master web-surfing programs and search engines, so that we can click on their internal links etc without thinking. Who wants to have to grapple with any "new features", which might be difficult for us to understand - it's so hard to know in advance, isn't it!

We are 77, you know!!!!  [I'd never have guessed! - Ed]

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

Monday 29 January 2024

Sunday January 28th 2024

Do you ever read popular singer Taylor Swift's online diary on influential website, theonion.com ? Let me tell you, I've started reading it routinely, and I've realised that her life is very similar to mine and Lois's life, even though we're a couple of 77-year-olds, real old codgers in the original sense of the world, living in Malvern, England, and we don't do world tours any more, nor have we ever really done them in the strict meaning of the term! 

Yes, Taylor's life and our own life are surprisingly similar, I've discovered. Similar, that is, apart from the singing, touring and incredible riches. Just take a look at these recent entries from her diary:


And the "fingers fell off" story certainly resonates with Lois and me this morning as we sit in our heavy winter coats in a cold village hall near Tewkesbury. 

I wonder if Taylor Swift has ever done a "gig" here, I'm wondering as I shiver inside the building? It may be that Ashchurch Village Hall is pretty "small potatoes" compared to the Pistons Stadium, Detroit, but it's every bit as cold there this Sunday morning, as Lois and I find out !!!!

flashback to  August 2021: Ashchurch Village Hall, 
seen here in warmer times

But let me explain first how we two "old codgers" come to be here this morning.

[Is that really necessary? - Ed]

Flashback.....

....11:15 Mid-morning today, I drive Lois to her church's Sunday Morning Meeting in Tewkesbury, leaving behind in our house our daughter Sarah and her 10-year-old twins Lily and Jessica, who have been staying the weekend. Lois and I kiss them all goodbye before we leave, because they'll probably have gone home to Alcester by the time we get back, between 2 pm and 2:30 pm. 

We arrive at the village hall where the meetings are held, and it's freezing cold inside. What's the problem with the heating here? I think we should be told. And I remember that, once again, I forgot to bring my heavy winter scarf.

Damn!!!

We make a split-second decision to keep our heavy coats on. And as usual when we arrive it's the lunch break between the Bible Hour and the Breaking-of-Bread service, so we grab a table near the front and eat our packed lunches, and have a hot coffee to warm us up. 

Brrrrrr!!!!!

we arrive at the local village hall near Tewkesbury 
where Lois's church holds its meetings: in the freezing cold 
we grab a table near the front and eat our packed lunches,
while this week's visiting preacher, Olly, prepares to give us his thoughts

Today's preacher, Olly from Forest Hills, London, is an engaging speaker, but when he sits down at the end of his address, I find I can't remember at all what his remarks were all about. I blame the cold temperature in the hall for short-circuiting my brain functions.

Luckily, Chief Elder Andy then gives a prayer which neatly summarises the preacher's remarks, and I remember that it was all about the Apostle Peter, who was jailed by King Herod, but freed by an angel who caused Peter's chains to fall off him and the city gates also sprang open for him at his approach. 

In this way Peter avoided the fate of another apostle, James, who, in a similar case, had recently got imprisoned, but who was then beheaded by Herod. No angel came for James.

The Liberation of St. Peter, by Murillo c. 1666:
an angel makes Peter's prison chains fall off and he escapes

I think there's been some debate about why James "drew the short straw" here, compared to Peter, but I'm not sure what Olly's position was on this point - sorry, but you'll just have to research that one for yourselves. Or ask him!

Apologies!

Later I browse the web and I find the poster I thought I'd seen. So not "suffering from dementia" yet, then!

Result !!!!!

14:30 Lois and I arrive home and find Sarah and the twins have indeed gone back to Alcester, and all the chat and laughter they brought us when they got here on Friday evening had vanished with them. 

Yes the house is all quiet again, and we're just an ageing couple knocking around in it like two peas in a giant drum - oh dear! We console ourselves with a nap in a warm bed followed by a look at the puzzle page in this week's Radio Times.

the cover of this week's Radio Times

And there are some real "doozies" in this week's puzzles - see how many answers YOU can get !!!! 

Lois and I score a disappointing 4/10 on Popmaster this week. And perhaps more disappointing than the actual result is the worrying impression that we often seem to score much better on the earlier decades than we do on the more recent ones. [You don't say! - Ed]

Does anybody out there have a possible theory about why that should be so? If you do, I'd like you to let me know - by tomorrow (Monday) if possible haha!


We get a better result than this, however, on the intellectually more prestigious "Egghead" questions, a creditable 8 out of 10. See how many of these "doozies" YOU know!


Finally the "Only Connect":


See? That's how it's done. Try it for yourselves next week - and try it without our help, which is the best test.

21:00 We wind down on the couch with last Friday's edition of the BBC's comedy quiz QI XL.



Lois and I learn a lot about the US tonight that we didn't know, "despite" having lived over there for 3 years in the early 1980's. 

First question that Danish presenter Sandi Toksvig gives to the two teams: why are North Americans so damn cheerful?  


And Lois and I didn't know that happiness is actually correlated with a country's number of historic national origins. Canadians come from 63 different source countries, Americans 83. And if you have to cross over language and social boundaries, you have a greater reliance on facial expressions and gestures, and that builds trust and cooperation.

Happiness can still cause trouble, however, if attempts are then made to export it. When in the early 2000s the American hypermarket giant Walmart decided to open stores in Germany, they trained all their new German staff to smile very broadly, as Walmart staff do in America.



 




Oh dear !!!!!

I think it's well-known that Americans visiting Britain are warned not to give the cheery greeting "How are you?", "How are you doing?" etc, because if they do this, the Brits won't just say "Fine!", "Good!", "Pretty good!", etc with an encouraging smile on their faces. They will actually tell you exactly how they're doing, and put in a bit of detail.

Coincidentally David Mitchell on the "Brits" team demonstrates this British habit when asked the cheery question "Are you having a nice day?" by quiz-mistress Sandi Toksvig at the beginning of tonight's show.









Luckily, David's colleague on the Brits team, Alan Davies, has a cheerier answer to give, to the same question from Sandi: 



Oh dear (again) !!!!

Different subject but Lois and I didn't know that the most popular sport in the US at the time of independence was cricket. The term "president" in those crazy, far-off days, was a cricketing term, the title used more or less exclusively for the managers of cricket clubs. 

And while John Adams was in favour of styling the new head-of-state, "His Exalted High Mightiness", the powers-that-be eventually thought that that was too European and monarchical-sounding, and so they eventually settled on the title "President", even though Adams complained that it sounded like the guy was managing a cricket club. 

What madness !!!!!

Way before independence, in 1755 in the French-and-Indians war, British General Braddock fought a battle against the French and Indians at Fort Duquesne (now Pittsburgh). He was so confident that he would beat the French that he brought a cricket roller with him so that they could roll out the land after the battle and have a nice cricket match. Unfortunately he was shot dead by the French.

flashback to 1755: General Braddock 
at the battle of Fort Duquesne (Pittsburgh)

And Braddock's last words were, a very British, "Who would have thought....?"

Poor Braddock!!!!

George Washington, who was there on Braddock's side at Fort Duquesne, was himself a big cricket fan, and he remained a cricket fan his entire life. 

Fort Duquesne (1755): George Washington on his horse
as Braddock lay dying next to a tree

Washington allowed his troops to play cricket during the Revolutionary War, and it's known that he himself played a rough-and-ready version of the game, called "Wickets" at Valley Forge in the summer of 1778. And it was Benjamin Franklin who introduced the rules of the game to North America. 

Abe Lincoln used to watch cricket matches. However, US team player Alex Edelman has an important warning to give here.



So, all things considered, is it a good thing to watch cricket matches? Well, obviously the jury is still out on that one.

I wonder......!!!!

Surprisingly the first international sports event in the history of the world was a USA vs. Canada cricket match in 1844.

Fascinating stuff isn't it!

But what a crazy world we live in !!!!!

[Oh just go to bed! - Ed]

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