Tuesday, 28 May 2024

Monday May 27th 2024 "Is that Scarlett Johansson, she of the 7 fingers???!!!!"

I don't know if you've noticed, but for Lois and me, both turning 78 this year, "Onion News" is our handy "go-to" source of news, not just local but also national and international.

Keeping up with the news can be a bit of a "heavy" task these days, however, so we always turn first to the organ's amusing "Spoof News Page" to get a bit of light relief, before gritting our teeth and plunging into the real stuff. Maybe you do the same - let me know, won't you!

And there's quite an amusing item on the "Spoof Page" this morning, as it happens - you may have seen it - all about film-star, Scarlett Johansson, and her "alleged" (!) comments about the OpenAI, the US Artificial Intelligence research organisation. Health warning: remember, this is not real news, just a whacky "take" on the news, representing satirical comments probably penned by some playful junior, some scallywag on the paper's staff, in all likelihood. 

But it's all in good fun, so that's all right!


Lois and I had had a jolly good laugh first thing this morning, on seeing that spoof "take" on our crazy world, right there on the front page of our Onion News print edition! After all, it's an amusing and slightly whacky angle on the actress's recent rebuke to OpenAI, complaining that the organisation had generated a chatbot with a voice "eerily similar" to her own.

But there's a serious side to this issue also, isn't there, and it gives Lois and me plenty to talk about, and laugh about, on our walk along the slopes of the 700-million-year-old Malvern Hills, through this new-build housing estate that we downsized to about 18 months ago.


Lois and I have plenty to talk about, and laugh about,  today on our 
morning walk along the slopes of the 700-million-year-old Malvern Hills.

Just how good is so-called AI? Steve, our American brother-in-law sent us this amusing snippet of news, showing that we can't always rely on software that claims to answer our questions by trawling the web and reporting back to us - and please note, although it's hard to believe, this is real news this time!


As per Breitbart.com, Steve writes, the AI-generated overviews [which form] part of Google’s "ultra-woke" Gemini AI rollout, aim to provide users with succinct answers to their queries without the need to click through to other websites. While this may seem like a convenient feature, multiple instances of inaccurate information have been reported since its introduction. 

For example, Google has suggested that users add glue to their pizza sauce when cooking:


And, as always, during our walk, Lois has plenty to say on her own account about this thorny issue. She says that according to her last week's copy of "The Week" magazine, which gives a digest of the week's news from home and abroad, it's not a good idea to play board games and other games with an AI opponent - because it's liable to cheat, according to research carried out at MIT (Massachusetts Institute of Technology).

Playing a game similar to Hasbro' "Risk", the AI chatbot under scrutiny even claimed to have a so-called girlfriend at one point, to justify a suspicious delay in making its "move".


What a crazy world we live in !!!!

Talking point: I suppose we shouldn't really begrudge Chatbots having girl-friends and boy-friends, and enjoying some sort of perhaps artificial, version of a love-life. But what do YOU think? Answers on a postcard please! 

a typical chatbot couple

The horrific question remains, however. What on earth will the children be like??

Yikes !!!!!!

21:00 We wind down for bed watching an old Richard Holmes "War Walks" programme about the game-changing Battle of Hastings (1066), which changed England, Wales and Ireland for good, and set back the fight for democracy in England by several centuries. 

It's an old programme, and Lois and I probably saw it back in the day, but we don't remember much of the content, and Holmes is always such good value, isn't he, packing more into a 30-minute programme than many celebrity TV historians cover in a whole evening of "history light" pseudo-travelogues.


Who knew, for instance, that Harold Godwinson, King of England and leader of the Anglo-Saxon army, was essentially a nice guy? Imagine that - an actual nice man, not a common thing in those far-off crazy days! He had a lovely wife, Edith the Fair, by whom he had 5 children, and everybody attests to his essential niceness. 

Harold's adversary at the Battle of Hastings, William of Normandy, whatever his other qualities, certainly wasn't a nice man. Today we call him "William the Conqueror" but to contemporaries he was "William the Bastard". 

His father was Duke Robert of Normandy, but his mother was a tanner's daughter. 








Nice guys don't always win battles, though, do they, which is a pity. 

Harold and his Anglo-Saxon army started the Battle of Hastings in a state of semi-exhaustion, having just defeated a Viking Army a day or two earlier, up north at Stamford Bridge, and having walked all the way south to Hastings, 230 miles, to meet the new threat to England posed by William's invasion fleet.

Lois and I always think it's a pity that the two invasions didn't happen in reverse order, with, conceivably, firstly William's Norman army being defeated at Hastings, and then a tired English army maybe failing to beat the Vikings at Stamford Bridge. We think the cause of democracy would have been better served if our country had come under the sway of the Vikings, than under the sway of the Normans with their heavy-handed continental autocratic feudalism.

Still, it's too late to do anything about that now, to be absolutely practical about it! [You don't say! - Ed]

It's interesting, however, to see how very near the English came to defeating William's Normans, as well as those Vikings. 

The battle was going all the way of the English, until William, by sheer dint of his great leadership qualities, succeeded in rallying his men, and galvanising them to fight back. And in the wake of the fatal shooting of Harold by a Norman archer, the Normans finally carried the day. And, as they say, the rest is history. 







Fascinating stuff, isn't it!

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


Monday, 27 May 2024

Sunday May 26th 2024 "Mahatma Gandhi Dead!" and "Paris Hilton a Leeds fan!" - today's shock headlines

Other older drivers eh! They can be a menace. I'm not including myself in that category, as you will note by my skilful use of the handy  adjective "other" !

Nevertheless I'm glad that the county's transport department's recent "floating" of a well-meaning scheme to "cut older drivers a bit of slack" got well and truly "stamped on" by its own health-and-safety department! That's what I call "joined-up government" in action, in a good way this time!


I think that, not just me, but also any local drivers under the age of 75 (an oppressed minority haha!) probably breathed a collective sigh of relief when this crazy idea, thought up by some "bright spark" in the County Transport Department, got well and truly hit on the head by some wiser head in the County's much more generously staffed "Health and Safety Department". 

And today is a big day for me, because I do my first "longish" drive since my hip replacement operation on April 3rd, taking my long-suffering wife Lois to her church's Sunday Morning Meeting in the Ashchurch Village Hall just outside Tewkesbury today. 

this morning I do my first "longish" drive since
getting a new hip at the Alexandra Hospital
Redditch last month

All right, so it's not very "longish" - just 16.5 miles - but I do get to drive on two motorways, the M50 and the M5, so quite scary really haha! 

And I encourage Lois to do the driving on the return journey home after the meeting, which she does, although she avoids the motorways and drives us back on the A38 instead. She's gained so much self-confidence behind the wheel in the last 7 weeks while I wasn't allowed to drive, and I don't really want her to slip  back into a passive role, if at all possible. When you're part of an old codger couple, it's important to have back-up isn't it, and have 2 confident drivers available - who knows what will happen to us in the future?

Also it's nice and quiet at this morning's meeting - it's the last Sunday in the month, when the church's 20-plus-strong contingent of Iranian Christian refugees hold their own meeting, in Farsi, at a reading-room in Gloucester, so that's all good.

the lunch break at Lois's church's Sunday Morning Meeting
between the "Bible Hour" and the breaking-of-bread service:
nice and quiet, with the Iranians meeting elsewhere

Later I find I can't remember what Theo, the visiting preacher's exhortation was all about. It was possibly something about living in the moment, rather than dwelling on the past, or fantasizing about the future, but don't quote me on that! Well, it is my "sleepy time of day",  but Lois tells me it was a nice little talk, so that's all good.

Everybody's very kind and solicitous about how I'm getting on with my new hip, but above all, they're all really pleased to see Lois again, after a long period when she was having to take part online. I look back in my blog and find that the last time she took part in person was March 10th, so about two and a half months ago.


flashback to March 10th: Lois "settles me down" at a table next 
to a radiator with a coffee, while she goes around greeting 
her fellow-church members, including a large contingent of 
Iranian Christian refugees.

Brrrr!  How cold it was that morning in the hall on March 10th! But I was comforted as always by the sight of our dear late Queen, whose portrait is ringed in the above photo.

And I can today exclusively reveal that the Parish Council still hasn't replaced the Queen's portrait with a portrait of King Charles, but news travels slowly in this part of the country, to put it mildly. 

After all it wasn't that long ago that house-clearance specialist Albert Steptoe, while clearing out somebody's attic, discovered to his surprise, from an old newspaper lining a drawer, that Mahatma Gandhi was dead (1948).

house-clearance specialist Albert Steptoe (right)
with his chief assistant, son Harold

an old newspaper breaking the news that
'Mahatma Gandhi dead'

Lois and I are still not sure about the recent picture of the King looking uncomfortable in the Australian desert, painted by aboriginal artist Vincent Namatjira. And we hope and pray that the local Parish Council don't decide to go with that one, when they get around to replacing that portrait of the Queen.

Australian artist Vincent Namatjira with his
picture of King Charles looking uncomfortable in the desert

Looking uncomfortable in my surroundings is one of my own specialties, and I often think it's a pity that artists down the centuries have sadly neglected this rich vein of subjects for their art. 

Just to say, I've sent Namatjira today some photos of myself in various parts of the world looking uncomfortable. They are much-loved, and nostalgic (to me!), photos from my collection, and I'm hoping that he'll choose at least one to make into a paintings: any one of them could potentially be a real "doozy" in my opinion!




I haven't heard back yet from Namatjira, as of today, but watch this space. Remember, you read it first here haha!

14:30 We arrive home, via the old A38, with Lois behind the wheel, to be greeted at our front door by our daughter Sarah and her 10-year-old twins Lily and Jessica, who are staying the long weekend with us. 

We are conscious that Sarah's husband, in the family's Alcester home, will be "going through hell" at the moment, as "a medium-to-long-suffering fan", nervously watching his favourite soccer team Leeds United playing Southampton at Wembley this afternoon, with the chance of promotion to the Premier League if they can manage to win the match.


Poor Francis !!!!!

Yes, we find out only later today, that the Leeds team has missed out again, despite the message of support from US media personality and (apparently) loyal Leeds United fan Paris Hilton, not to mention Will Ferrell, a Hollywood A-lister that Lois and I have never heard of, but no surprise there!!!!



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

15:00 I can now go up to bed for my delayed afternoon nap, while Sarah takes Lois and the twins into the middle of Malvern to allow the twins to let off steam at the playground there, and listen to the live music from a local group playing in the town bandstand. 

Lois takes this picture of our daughter Sarah 
and her 10-year-old twins Lily and Jessica
enjoying the playground's swings, while
listening to a local group entertaining a small
but appreciative crowd from the town bandstand 
(see rear of photo)

So today gradually turns into a normal-ish day, after all, just like all those "normal people" spend Sunday, with an afternoon nap for "poor old Poppa" and a visit to the park for everybody else, and, in the evening, a delivery of Chinese food from the local Hung's Kitchen place that advertises itself as "Age Friendly", food which we eat while watching a kids film about an 'amazing' fox on one of the Pluto TV channels.


We order the set meal for two, which turns out to be plenty for the five of us, with a bit left over for mine and Lois's lunch tomorrow, so that's all good too.

the view from inside Mr Hung's Kitchen

And what does "Age Friendly" mean, exactly? Well I discuss with Lois but the jury's still out on that one. Perhaps we should be told - by Mr Hung himself for preference. Always go to the top man if you get the chance haha!


evening: we watch a kids' film about an amazing
fox, while eating a delivery of Chinese food from Hung's Kitchen

You see, Lois and I can be normal, and not weird, if we try haha!

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

Sunday, 26 May 2024

Saturday May 25th 2024 "Awww - look at our sweet little faces!!!!"

Parents, can you think back to the time when you conceived your first child, and what was in your head when you did it? It's often quite a careless thing, perhaps done on a sudden whim, and I bet you didn't think about what that might lead to, 100, 200, maybe even 600 years into the future! Most of us don't, so don't worry!

There was this story in the press, wasn't there, about the guy who made barrels in the 1400s, which made a lot of people think about what their careless conception might lead to.


Lois and I were thinking a lot about this poor guy today who, unwittingly, led to a large number of people called "Cooper" filling the country's electoral rolls, phone books etc many centuries after he took that casual job in Worcester making barrels, all those years ago.

We've got our daughter Sarah and grandchildren staying with us for the long weekend, and it's hard not to think about that crazy thing "heredity", and all we didn't know about the future that crazy day back in the hot hot summer of 1976, when we must have conceived Sarah, if biologists have got the timing-mechanism right. 


flashback to the long hot summer of 1976: Lois and me on holiday
in Somerset with our first child Alison, then about 1 year old

Little did Lois and I know that we would still be of use to that conceived, but as yet unborn, child Sarah, way into the future, in a year with a number not starting with 19....  . 

I remember when all cheque-books - remember cheque books???? - had the figures "19" printed in the year box of the cheque date box, so you didn't have to spend a few micro-seconds filling them in. Not that we weren't grateful for that useful time-saver, may I (somewhat hastily) add!

And it still doesn't seem like a proper year-number to me if it doesn't start with the figures 1 and 9. Call me old-fashioned if you like haha!

[Get to the point! - Ed]

Well, old and decrepit as Lois and I are now, we can still help out the young'uns occasionally. And this weekend we can help Sarah out with more of her rental home woes, which is nice. She and husband Francis have been renting a house in Alcester since their return last year from 7 years in the wilds of Western Australia. 

At the moment their washing-machine is broken, which is a bit of a disaster for a family of four, and Sarah spends this afternoon and evening putting successive loads, at least 7 or 8 loads in rotation, through mine and Lois's washing-machine and hanging them out on our handy back garden washing line. 


flashback to March: Lois and I "christen"
our shiny-new washing line

Sarah and Francis have also, by coincidence, broken their water-bed - so Sarah and the couple's twin daughters will be sleeping here tonight and Sunday night, while Francis gets it fixed. 

What is going on in their house haha!!!

On the plus side, however, Lois and I are very proud grandparents. [You don't say! - Ed] 

And we don't like to brag, but.... [Yes, you do! - Ed]. I can't help it today, however, because Sarah and Francis' 10-year-old twins Lily and Jessica came top of their class in all of their end-of-half-term school subjects this week at their school in Alcester, despite their years of living in the wilds of Australia from 2016 to 2023.

Remember when the family was living right out in the "extreme" bush, the so-called "never never", at Chittering, north of Perth, an area often threatened by bushfires?

Chittering (top left) is about 30 miles from Wooroloo, where a
 bushfire started in 2020, eventually threatening the family's home,
but blown off course at the last minute before it reached them

the kangaroo Francis "snapped" in their back garden

11:30 This morning Sarah takes her poor old decrepit parents out on a trip, which is nice.

Can you guess where we are from this unusual display on my phone, generated by my new indoor-outdoor temperature app, that tells you the temperature inside and outside [that's a surprise! - Ed] ?

Outside it's about 65F (18C) and inside it's 77F (25C). And yes, you've guessed it. She's taken us to the local "swimming experience", "The Malvern Splash", not that we're going to swim ourselves, but it's fun watching Sarah and the twins splashing about, even if it is a bit humid for us. 

Sarah "settles us down" in the café, while the two of us can watch all the splashing, and then we go nervously out "poolside", which is where we get that "humid" display on my phone.

Sarah and the twins (ringed) test the water at the local
"Malvern Splash" 'swimming-experience'...

... while Lois and I watch from the café with 
a cup of Costa flat-white coffee

Awww!!! Look at our sweet little faces !!!!

eventually we venture out "poolside" with a couple
of chocolate bars - awwwww bless us haha !!!!!!

Later, back home, after their "swimming experience", we give the twins a "hot chocolate experience", and later we give both them and ourselves, a "big fat sausage experience" for tea, which is nice.

a "hot chocolate experience"...

...followed a few hours later by a "big fat sausage experience"
- yum yum!

Bless them, they are giving Lois and me so many joyful weekends at the moment.

19:00 Also this weekend, Lois and I speak on the phone to our other daughter Alison, who lives in Headley, Hampshire with Ed and their 3 teenage children Josie (17), Rosalind (15) and Isaac (13).

Little did Lois and I know, when Ali first introduced us to Ed, when she was at Cardiff University back in the late 1990's and Ed was "just" her latest "squeeze" as we thought - little did we know what it all would lead to. 

1997: (left to right) Ed and Ali (22), Sarah (20) and Lois (51)
at the stepping stones over the River Ogmore, Glamorgan, the ones
my mother crossed every day on her way to school in the 1920's.
Lois and I were celebrating our Silver Wedding that week

These days our son-in-law Ed, a hotshot legal expert on the board of some of the UK's railway companies, hobnobs with figures in Parliament, lobbying the Labour Party's Shadow Transport Secretary and others, to try and get the best result for these companies in the almost certain event of a Labour victory at the forthcoming Genera Election.

flashback to January 2020 at the Reading Stadium, to watch 
Chelsea Women play Reading Women: (left to right)
our son-in-law Ed, Josie, Isaac, our daughter Alison, and Rosalind

Ed could conceivably lose his job if Labour renationalises the rail network, but he isn't worried, we can tell. And you know when somebody has really made a success of their lives if losing the job is not a worry two them. Ed knows so many people at his level and he's such a good "networker" that he's sure to be able to just walk into some equally exalted, alternative job in the blink of an eye - that's the impression Lois and I have got - my goodness !!!

Ali has, just this weekend, become "a lady of leisure", giving up her part-time "teaching assistant" job at a local primary school. She hasn't got the time to work any more, and I guess they don't need the money. Ali has her time more than filled already by looking after the 6.5 acre grounds of their crumbling Victorian mansion, built in the late 1800's for one of Queen Victoria's Vice-Admirals. When she's not looking after their "land", she's ferrying one or other of her children around, whether it's to school or to out-of-school activities.

flashback to 2023: Lois in part of the 6.5 acre grounds of
Ali and Ed's crumbling Victorian mansion in Headley, Hampshire

Josie (17) has now passed her driving-test, but she's reportedly "gutted" that Rishi Sunak has called a general election just a couple of months before her 18th birthday, so too early for her to vote - poor Josie!!!

flashback to January: our eldest grandchild Josie (17)
about to take a practice drive to her school near Guildford, Surrey
with her dad, our son-in-law Ed, in the passenger seat [not shown]

Ali and Ed will be holidaying in Mauritius this summer, and Josie, who'll be on a project in Tanzania, will join them at some stage while they're out there, in their tropical Indian Ocean paradise - my goodness! Isaac (13) will be spending 10 days in China next month as part of his school's Mandarin Chinese course. And in August the whole family will be at the Taylor Swift concert at the O2 arena, London.

So it's all happening. For Lois and me, it all just takes our breath away. 

It's no wonder we spend so much time in bed, is it - bed, yikes, where it all started, come to think of it. Oh dear!!!!

flashback to last Christmas, our bed,
festooned with our special Christmas bed-hats

22:00 Talking of which..... zzzzzzzzz!!!!!