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Tuesday, July 24, 2007

Paisley; Dublin; 1st Feedback on diss; Floods; Potter mania

Yes that's me hanging with the Simpson's - well sort of - it has become the photo shoot opportunity down at the local Bijou - so who am I to argue I am no different to everyone else - they could have paid me a bit more attention is about all . . lol.

Paisley uni - suddenly called me in Monday to have a discusion about my interest in the PhD studentship and how I saw it unfolding . . . we spoke for about almost 2 hours - it is structured slightly differently in some ways - it is Games-Based Learning which is something I am very interested in - so hope to hear something by the end of the week . . .

I did hear from Dublin - I was not successful - I had thought as time progressed that was the most likely outcome as they need someone to start very soon . . .

All 'n all - Paisley will be a lot closer to home and should an almost effortless transition from Strathclyde to Paisley . . . but let's not get ahead of ourselves.

08h10 Saturday morning there was a banging on my front door - some muggle arrived with a parcel - it was of course a copy of the latest Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows - due to work commitments - I am only on page 60 or so - so I will have to leave comment until some later stage . . . I did go and see the film today - it was good but nothing fantastic - if you know what I mean - I enjoyed it because now I think the book will be easier to read as I have been reacquainted with all the characters again . . . so that was good. (this is where the Simpson's Kodak moment was - as well as the view from the 6th floor . . . just Glasgow - East side . . . cartoons courtesy of Zapiro - Mail & Guardian

Also received first real feedback on my work thus far on my dissertation from my supervisor - on the whole very positive - some things I need to change and also - a slightly different approach for the next few weeks - which I think I need as the Literature Review was getting to me - it is tons of reading and editing and reading and editing etc., . . . also looks as if I will need to cut down on the length as it is far too long - so for next week its Criteria need to have that sorted before continuing . . . any further.


Came across a short promotional film for Pirelli tyres - featuring Uma Thurman Uma Thurman - Pirelli

Something I am listening to at the moment - Album Leaf

Wow 3D TV coming - came across article on The Guardian - Paris looking at installing 100MB Internet access - and they were demonstrating 3D TV yes beyond HD already - scary . . .

It must sometimes seem to beleaguered first-time buyers that prices have risen in the time it takes to walk from one estate agent's window to the next. Already, half rely on financial support from family or friends to get that first foot on the ladder.
Some dream houses . . .

A little (something else I am listening to) ditty I came across Seven . . . .

Oh WOW - not sure how many of you play XBox - obviously loads of you - here is a clip from the new Halo 3 - not yet released . . .




Listening to at the moment:
Ulrich Schnauss - Blumenwiese Neben Autobahn
all on Somafm.com I might add . . .lol

FIFA QUOTE OF THE DAY

"This is one of the strongest Iraqi sides ever and they fill us with pride. We are tired of the sadness that always surrounds us. I sometimes wish we are always playing in international tournaments so we can remain happy" - Ibrahim al-Musawi, who has already bought 20 litres of petrol to fuel his generator for the duration of Iraq's Asian Cup semi-final against South Korea tomorrow. Three people died and 50 were wounded when bullets fired in celebration of Iraq's victory over Vietnam on Saturday came back down at lethal speed.

Iraq of course play South Korea on 25 July . . . I hope they contain themselves after the match.

Stop Press - just in - Iraq reached their first Asian Cup final by beating South Korea 4-3 on penalties after the match finished 0-0 after extra-time. No news on the number of casualties yet . . . .






Floods have really been bad down South - one river has risen by more than 6m - that is pretty scary - when you think that is the height of a 2 storey high building . . . . imagine a sheet of water like that approaching . . . . Now I hear the government is thinking of building new houses on flood plains ???? I must be missing something . . .

Wednesday, July 18, 2007

London in pictures; Travel; Exhausted; Sam & Hud; Floridita; Regent's Park

Oops - late addition - check this out The Wire - full pilot episode - very good - well worth watching - starts on FX channel - which I ain't got . . . ! anyway hope you enjoy. (you have to click on the here word in the write up - could have made it a bit more obvious - I think!

Photo's - me: Judi & I; Regent's Garden splendour of colour - link to full album at the bottom of this blog post; a couple of cartoons Steve Bell showing Brown with cannabis story; Blair & Bush as well as kids Zapiro from Mail & Guardian; Water Babies and scary frog supposed to be an enjoy your weekend grin . . .



Well the great London extravaganza is over - Judi attended her seminar on fertility - Sam & Hud moved into there new home in Ealing - and I kinda hung out a bit - have to admit a wee bit behind on my personal schedule although I believe I will make it up still.

So where did it all start - last Friday basically - left here about 14h00 drove down the station left my car there and caught the train into Glasgow - then caught a bus to Buchanan street bus station (I wasn't really in a hurry) - well bus was empty between Queen street & Central and then we somehow managed to pick up half of Scotland . . . or so it seemed - there was no room for any more luggage and I think every seat was occupied on the bus - I had a kid next to me, about 14 or so - asked me if I was just coming back from my holidays - explained I was off to London - he told me half his family lived there - didn't press him on that - his Mom was with him - could have been his sister - he had a dog on his lap that was panting the whole time - it was too hot to even say hello . . . an Asian chap with about 6 kids - a lot of elderly women another family - as I say it was loaded . . I got off - had to dig my suitcase out from underneath all the baggage . . Caught the 15h30 Citylink from Buchanan street - was quite empty really - turned out to be an express of sorts (not via Bellshill) anyway an uneventful journey - I did read The Big Issue and an interesting article - which I would have to say I agree with says Blair's other legacy - is Housing or should we say the lack thereof and the soaring prices . . . Now I am no economist but if I am selling something and it is a one of a kind it becomes priceless - with houses there are so few and an incredibly high demand the result is that people are prepared to pay over the odds for it . . . the question is why are there so few houses - is this natural has it just happened or has it been manipulated and controlled to the point that people are making much more than they should . . . I pity first time buyers out there it is a veritable minefield and parents are having to put up with the pleasure of their siblings company longer than they had planned or in some instances hoped . . . Simple answer build more houses and lots of them - The States went through a very similar cycle - they kept on building there was no end to the demand - build them and we will come policy - well guess what it has turned the corner and now they have in excess of 1.5m homes that they can't sell . . .don't worry we'll never see that here - but I do think the market will correct itself - so what am I saying - another 3 years before we see anything happening - that's how long it would take to start building and get the houses on the market etc., - cash in while you can . . . of course I could be wrong - will prices fall . . . hmm now there's an interesting one - they could and they might - that all depends on what comes on the market and where . . .most larger cities are build up by about as much as they can be so you won't suddenly see 200 000 house come on the London housing market - so it won't make a major impact on their house prices - but I do agree with the article Blair has more than Iraq to answer for . . .

So there I was on the Citylink bus reading my Blair article - something about him just grates me - anyway enough of him . . . Arrived at Waverley to catch the bus for Edinburgh airport - and pray why am I leaving from Edinburgh as we have our own airport - somewhat scarred by a 4x4 - well this was because it was easier for Judi - we went to Rome from Prestwick - OK Ryan air don't fly from Edinburgh - Hey were going to South Africa in march next year from Glasgow - so only seemed fair - caught 17h30 bus - is anyone reading this . . . lol - or thereabouts and we had ages to wait as our flight was only 20h40 - when we arrived they wouldn't even take our luggage - shooed us away - told us to come back later . . . . - anyway found an amazing bottle of whisky whilst doing my rounds - Glenmorangie - 100% proof - very special as a house warming present - cost a fortune - money doesn't matter in these instances - I think she was suitably impressed . . . eventually arrived in London about 22h30 - had to then make our way to the tube - had to change at Leicester Square -could have gone straight had I known Russell Square was actually closer than Euston -oh well arrived @ Tavistock at about 00h15 or thereabouts - I had a fancy new suitcase - cost me £9.99 - I should have known - turned out to be rubbish - to be fair I had a hell of a lot in it - but if anything should have been more stable not less in my mind??? - anyway it had a hole in it before we even arrived at the hotel . . .

Next day up early-ish - down for breakfast - for some or other reason we were both very thirsty - rushed for the juice and ugh - not only was it warm - it tasted watered down as well . . . ugh! - I was not impressed - expected something nice and cold - what a shocker. Food - OK - service bad; I was nearly knocked of my feet by a waiter who just carried on walking ???? - it had its pluses - main one being location - it was really in a great location - Judi could just walk to her seminar - we could also easily walk to Covent Garden; Soho; King's Cross; Piccadily Circus etc., so that is really its main feature - next time I'll book into Holiday Inn - you know what you are going to get - Tavistock was just a bit jaded - clean enough - fine in that respect. We had a corner room - overlooking the square - I could not sleep properly - with all the traffic - 24 hours a day - also seemed to be a main route for ambulance; fire brigade; police and anything else with a siren - would wake up in the middle of the night - with loud wailing noises from whatever was passing . . . it was very hot which meant I had window open which made it worse . . . vicious circle.

Anyway - took a quick walk to see where Royal College of Physicians was - near Regent's Park - Park Square East - and we were pleasantly surprised that we were only 10 minutes away - spent the day in Regent's Park - went through to Soho afterwards then for dinner that evening - Floridita - 100 Wardour Street - Floridita, the amazing new addition to London's restaurant scene. Floridita is all about passion for life… authentic charm… authentic exhilaration… authentic Cuba!

With a live Cuban band every evening, Floridita is the number one live entertainment restaurant and bar in the heart of the capitals West end. I must say it was fantastic - food was great - we managed to get a special Sam is a member of a club called Top Table - ended up costing us an arm and a leg - I had to go the full hog and have a cigar afterwards . . . which made me a little ill for a while - but not as ill as some people . . .lol - a great evening was had by all.

Next day went through to Sam & Hud's new place and hung out with them - Judi joined us later we just sat outside and had a few drinks and pizza . . . Judi was exhausted - so was Sam . . .

Monday - I studied - and in the early evening Sam joined us we all went to Nando's - which Sam paid for then back to the hotel and a fairly early evening . . .

Tuesday I started coming down with something - not sure what - I was exhausted - felt unwell on plane - slightly nauseous - pains all over - short of breathe - which has carried on for most of the week . . . straight to bed when we got back to Judi's place . . . up early - caught Citylink - slept most of the way when I got home I was exhausted and slept most of the rest of the day . . . its only today Friday that I have started to come right again - having said that woke up yesterday Thursday and could hardly walk - when I went to sleep my ankle was fine - woke up could hardly walk on it . . . .???? This evening I have toothache - I have been forced to have a glass of whiskey . . . medicinal purposes, I assure you . . lol - Oh well that is more or less my week - been struggling to do my uni work - kicked in OK today but it has been a struggle concentrating . . . what do you think of this RockYou photo collage - not sure I like it so much any more . . . only two links to share with you - firstly I am including one of the photo's of he water babies form last week and now let's see - Oh yes Swan upping - another side of life again . . . and then something else I came across which includes an amazing first photo colour-wise - anyway you be the judge . . . International News Photo's

Webshots Regent's Park album



Would the week be complete without a link to Harry Potter of course . . link courtesy of Hafsa who sent it to me . . . thanks - waiting for my copy of the book to be delivered on the morrow . . .

Friday, July 13, 2007

Dissertation; London; Photo's; Tour de France

my project proposal for my dissertation
Photo's - My Project Plan - rest devoted to Tour de France - 1)Fabian Cancellera - overall leader Yellow jersey; 2) David Millar - King of the Mountains (top with measles) 3) Robbie McEwan wins stage 4) peleton Goldhurst hill 5) Rochester Pipe Band - courtesy of Le Guardian & a cartoon of Brown who apparently wants to scupper the super casino blueprint . . .cartoon by Steve Bell

Let's start of with my project plan - this is my dissertation blueprint - and if you have a good look you'll see - I hit a milestone today - Literature Review and I am pleased to say I am more or less on target . . .Aha! your saying what the hell does that mean either you are or your not - I am!

Brown makes noises about not being keen on super casino ideaWhat I've decided to do is to stretch my literature review across 2 chapters - 1st one being more general and the 2nd being specifically concentrating on IDE's and there own story - not sure may find there is a lot of overlap and end up with one big lit review chapter - my supervisor and myself will consider once we have it in some semblance of order . . .have to wait and see in the interim - I am very pleased to be more or less on target.



The approach I have followed is sort of a reductionist approach - there is so much to cover so keep trying to break it down into ever smaller parts - still not sure the sequence / flow is entirely correct and my criteria needs more work . . . brilliant article by Hristova on the generic errors / misconceptions students make in Java programming anyway . .I'll keep you posted . .

Fabian Cancellara - in the overall lead at this stageExtensive research - reading reading reading . . . . . read it a number of times - so often you basically know the article when you open it up . . . . this introduces you to the subject - take snippets as you go along . . . . eventually - independently you decide what your chapter should look like - slot what you have into the various categories - my chapter skeleton / outline - then takes shape - and its a matter of classifying everything into one of the identified sections within a chapter. Well that's how I am approaching it at the moment.

I realise now there is just no way I would have been able to cope with the O2 job and still keep on track with my dissertation . . .sad but true - I know I waste time but you can't just work all the time . . .

The Tour de France peleton climbs Goldhurst hillAnyway off to London this weekend - what did I say you can't just work all the time . . . lol - pushing it a bit - I am taking my notebook and will be working - yes, working whilst down in London - I will lose some time travelling but don't foresee a problem - might be different story last day before I hand in - OH woe is me why did I travel to London - as I say I am on target and have another weekend in August planned as well. Judi is attending a 3 day acupuncture workshop in London - so this is why we are really going down - I'm sort of tagging along and intend (as I said) working - although Sam & I will be out shopping on Sunday whilst Judi is on course - then we plan to have a celebratory barbecue as Sam (my daughter) has just bought a house in Ealing, London - (will save all those mad searches on the Internet for hotels . .lol) so willing be looking forward to seeing her and the house and Hud (her boyfriend) - now Judi no doubt will want my body in the evenings - to stick needles in to me that is - except she doesn't need needles - skilled in the martial arts - she'll be poking her fingers into me no doubt . . . there is only so much a man can take . . .


Robbie McEwan wins stageWhat else on the go . . . was reading an article describing 'The Political Brain by Drew Westen' For this is no partisan rant of the Michael Moore variety. Westen is a professor of psychology and psychiatry with a specialist's grasp of the science of the mind, not least the cognitive processes by which people absorb information. Through clear, repeatable experiments, rather than focus group hunch or vox pop anecdote, he establishes that "the political brain is an emotional brain". Voters make up their minds not by weighing the competing claims of different parties and deciding which best suits their interests, but by how they feel. They are not "desiccated calculating machines", as Nye Bevan famously cast Hugh Gaitskell, rationally estimating the likely utility for themselves or society by choosing policy A over policy B. Instead, they think with their guts.

peleton rides through Rochester - with the Rochester Pipe Band piping them on their wayWesten's evidence comes from his measuring of the brain activity of people assessing political information. The circuits that are activated are not those associated with logical reasoning but those that regulate emotion. Nor is this confined to the politically unaware or under-educated. Research shows that smart people think with their guts as much as anyone else.



It means that when politicians speak, they trigger a neural network of associations, positive or negative, and these associations owe more to emotion than reason. Indeed, some of these are all but hardwired, the product of thousands of years of evolution. The trick for politicians is to ensure they tap into the positive while associating their opponents with the negative.



More worrying still, Brown could easily be a British version of the Gore of 2000: in command of the facts, correct on all the big strategic questions, yet awkward with people and dull to listen to on TV. Meanwhile, Cameron maps easily on to Bush - a son of great privilege, born with a silver spoon, yet somehow able to present himself as an affable, regular guy.

Well that is probably not everyone's cup of tea . . . . hmmm!


Some photo's I took during the week - prepare yourself for some London photo's next week - might capture those prodding fingers . . .lol

Bowling old harbour David Millar wins the King of the Mountains shirt - wait till the reach the real mountains - then we'll see the true Kings

Read about the house - going for a snip in the states -
at £85m - 29 bedrooms - wow

Other links I came across this week:

Water Babies

Hilary Clinton - YouTube1

Hilary Clinton - YouTube2

Nanotechnology

Future of Digital Media

Wednesday, July 11, 2007

Education in West Dunbarton - Leading the way - Sounds Incredible

Sounds incredible?
Once upon a time, in a deprived part of Scotland, a plan was put into place to wipe out pupil illiteracy within a decade. Ten years on, it's worked. Kirsty Scott reports Tuesday July 10, 2007

It is mid-morning at St Mary's primary school in Alexandria, a bleak, post-industrial town north-west of Glasgow that often features on Scotland's list of areas of multiple deprivation. In Margaret Mooney's primary 1 class, 20 five-year-olds have gathered on the floor at the teacher's feet, pretending to be trains. "Ch, ch, ch, ch, ch," they intone, small arms circling wildly like the wheels of a locomotive.


Mooney turns the page of a giant, colourful book. "This is the one where you are allowed to be cheeky to the teacher," she says, pointing to the letters "th". "What sound do they make?" The children stick out their tongues and blow through their teeth, before dissolving into giggles. "Cheeky, cheeky children," says Mooney. "Let me see how cheeky you can be."


They are too young to know it, but the children in Mooney's class are part of a remarkable experiment, one that has proved so successful that it is being held up as a model for education authorities across the world and has caught the eye of Britain's new prime minister. Gordon Brown has been taking a keen interest in events in West Dunbartonshire, and has held talks with Dr Tommy MacKay, the educational psychologist who pioneered the scheme.


Back in 1997, MacKay persuaded West Dunbartonshire council to commit itself to eradicating pupil illiteracy in its schools within a decade. This year, it is on track to reach its target, becoming what is thought to be the first local authority in the world to do so.



When the project was launched, West Dunbartonshire had one of the poorest literacy rates in the UK, with 28% of children leaving primary school at 12 functionally illiterate - that is, with a reading age of less than nine years and six months. Last year, that figure had dropped to 6% and, by the end of this year, it is expected to be 0%.




In all, 60,000 children have been assessed, and evaluations show that children now entering primary 3 have an average reading age almost six months higher than previous groups. In 1997, 5% of primary school children had "very high" scores on word reading; today the figure is 45%. Across the UK, it is estimated that 100,000 pupils a year leave school functionally illiterate.

Synthetic phonics, where children learn to sound out the single and combined sounds of letters, has been at the core of the scheme but it has not been the only factor. A 10-strand intervention was set up, featuring a team of specially trained teachers, focused assessment, extra time for reading in the curriculum, home support for parents and carers, and the fostering of a "literacy environment" in the community. "The results we have now are phenomenal," says MacKay.


When he approached the council with his proposal, he was not sure what response he would get. "I sent a letter to the director of education. It was one of these things you expect to find they are interested in, but will put in the bin. What I was saying was: why not try doing something that has not been done anywhere before in the world? You could eradicate illiteracy."


His letter coincided with a decision by the Scottish executive to offer funding packages for early intervention in literacy and numeracy. What made West Dunbartonshire different from other authorities launching literacy projects at the time was that it wanted a cradle-to-grave system that involved the entire community.


"What we were looking at doing had never been done in the world before, bringing about inter-generational change in a whole population," says MacKay. "We deliberately built in things other people weren't doing: vision, profile, commitment, ownership and dedication."


The approach was two-pronged. First, a robust early intervention programme from nursery onwards reduced the number of children experiencing reading failure. Then, those who did fall through the net were caught in the later years of primary school and given the intensive, one-on-one Toe by Toe programme. "You pick up every one of them, and you blooter them with individual help," says MacKay.


Lynn Townsend, head of service for education at West Dunbartonshire council, says the project would not have succeeded if they had not focused on the few falling through the cracks. "If we were to achieve our goals, we really needed to be doing something with them," she says. "There used to be a sense that if kids had not got reading by secondary, there was no point in teaching them. That is no longer appropriate. Nobody gets left behind.


"We have seen dramatic results. Kids in primary 7 who could not read at all now can, and it opens the world to them. It means secondary school is going to be meaningful. It really does change lives."


As new research has been done, new strands have been incorporated. "We started very much with the emphasis on synthetic phonics. That's one strand now. We have a West Dunbartonshire approach now," says Townsend.


Head teacher Charles Kennedy noticed the difference the scheme was making when he took up his post at St Mary's school after working in another area. "I was struck by the level the children were at, the pace and the impact," he says. "And also the way they were enjoying it. It's vibrant and it's alive."


A key component has been parental involvement. "Research shows that middle-class kids have had thousands of hours of reading practice before they get to school," says Townsend. "A lot of our homes just can't or don't do that." A home support system was set up and regular parents' evenings held to introduce them to phonics. Nursery children are given a start pack with reading materials to practise at home.


Officials say that often during the parents' meetings, one or two will approach staff and admit that they can't read. They are advised about where they can find help and support.
MacKay hopes the project's success will have far-reaching implications for West Dunbartonshire as a community. "We believe that, ultimately, we are looking at a stronger economy, lower crime rates and a lower prison population."


Townsend believes the scheme has worked because there was a collective determination to see it through. "We stuck to our principles. When the funding was reduced and stopped by the executive, we maintained it," she says.


Interest has been immense. MacKay has spoken about the project in countries as far away as South Africa, and a delegation from Dublin was in West Dunbartonshire at Easter. The Centre for Public Policy Research held it up as a model for other education authorities last year.


The new prime minister has been aware of it for some time. A spokeswoman for Brown confirmed that he had met MacKay and was "very interested" in the project. It is understood that they had several discussions while Brown was chancellor and that he was keen to know how the scheme might be rolled out across the UK.


"Many of our primary schools are in some of the most deprived areas of Scotland, yet they perform above the national average," Townsend points out. "That is staggering. If you say from the outset, we are going to eradicate illiteracy in 10 years, which politician does not want to be part of that sound bite?"


Article & Photo Appeared in The Guardian - 10 July 2007

Tuesday, July 10, 2007

Mayer Hillman - Carbon Emissions

For 30 years Mayer Hillman has been busily turning conventional political thinking on its head. From road safety to renewable energy, he has come up with solutions that are hard to dismiss. Which is probably why you've never heard of him


Clip this article. Photocopy it, send it to a friend, file it. In 10 years' time, if the person it's about is right (and doubt doesn't figure in his lexicon), you'll be amazed that the views it expresses ever seemed outlandish or unfeasible. What sounds now like wild ecotopian fantasy will have turned into an unexceptionable statute governing daily life.

Mayer Hillman is no self-promoting Jeremiah, nor does he wear a sandwich board, though admittedly he does disdain red (and all other) meat and believe that the end (of the western lifestyle as we know it) is nigh. In fact, he is a radical green social scientist, an exhilaratingly original thinker who generates more energy from his small frame than seems electromagnetically possible.

Hillman is unfazed by polite ridicule: he has met it so often before. Propositions that seemed absurdly unachievable at the time he expounded them are now green commonplaces, if not official policy. As far back as 1972, he was speaking out against the granting of planning permission to hypermarkets and large out-of-town retail stores because of their environmental costs, their detrimental effect on small shops, and the way they discriminated against those without cars. John Gummer, then secretary of state for the environment, ruled against awarding further planning permission for out-of-town shopping centres in 1995. In 1984, Hillman proposed energy audits and thermal ratings for buildings. The Abbey National building society adopted it as policy the following year. I remember him audaciously suggesting, more than 20 years ago, that road intersections should be raised to pavement level to give priority to pedestrians - something local authorities have started to introduce over the past decade. And in 1979, he and Anne Whalley inveighed against the way that national transport data ignored journeys of less than a mile, most of them walking, and concentrated only on private and public motorised transport. Fifteen years later, walking had been added to the official research agenda, in words that might have come straight out of Hillman and Whalley's report. The festschrift of birthday letters published on his 70th birthday last year was aptly entitled Ahead Of Time.

Indeed, so influential has Hillman's thinking been on certain issues that strangers sometimes quote it back at him, oblivious to the fact that he was its originator. Nowhere more so than in the case of children and road safety. Hillman it was (along with John Adams and John Whitelegg) who, in the massively influential 1991 One False Move... A Study Of Children's Independent Mobility, alerted us to the reduction in children's freedom because of the increase in traffic. While in 1971, 80% of seven- and eight-year-old children went to school on their own, by 1990 only 9% were making the journey unaccompanied, with more than four times as many seven- to 11-year-olds being driven in 1990 compared with 20 years earlier.

Hillman doesn't just stand official thinking on its head - he gives it a double somersault and a triple lutz. In One False Move, he revealed that the department of transport's view that the roads are safer because the accident rate has gone down is deeply flawed, in that it measures accidents and not danger. The number of children killed on the roads did indeed fall - from 1,000 in 1971 to 400 in 1990 - but that doesn't prove that the roads have become safer. Quite the opposite. Child road deaths have fallen because there aren't many children near them any more. Roads are now such perilous places that fearful parents have dramatically curtailed their children's right to navigate them independently. As a result, parents (for which read - mostly - mothers) have taken to driving them, thereby putting more cars on the road, and so increasing the danger - as well as maternal exhaustion. (While this latter won't perturb governments unduly, they may be exercised by the fact that escorting kids took up 900 million hours in 1990 - and has surely risen exponentially since then - annually costing the economy some £20bn.)

It is counter-intuitive, danger, so he's thought up all kinds of frisky ways of getting people to understand it. Name the safest form of transport, he commands. You footle around until he comes up with the answer, which is a heavy lorry, because if you're driving one you're unlikely to be killed in a crash. Now name the most dangerous. Answer: again a heavy lorry, because if one hit Hillman recognises, to say that you can't use accidents as a measure ofs you, you're pretty sure to be killed. The lorry is safe or dangerous depending on whose point of view you choose, the driver's or that of another road user. So instead of rates of accidents, Hillman wants us to use the language of vulnerability.

His take on "stranger danger" is also fresh. "Far more people are killed by strangers behind the steering wheel of a motor vehicle than are killed by strangers on foot. Danger should be removed from children rather than children from danger." In reality, the opposite is happening, with vulnerable road users such as children affected by the so-called "improved" performance of cars, which enables drivers to accelerate to higher speeds in fewer seconds.

Down the years, Hillman has charted the vast repercussions of the growth of motorised transport. "Normal carelessness in children is now considered blame-worthy. And though the outdoor environment contains experience, learning opportunities and stimuli that are crucial to children's understanding of the real world, it's now out of bounds to them until they reach an increasingly advanced age in their childhood. It's salutary that, when children do obtain parental 'licence' to travel on their own, there are fewer outdoor and public spaces for their social and recreational activity owing to the appropriation of streets for traffic."

He makes a shocking analogy. "Children's lives have been evolving in a way that mirrors the characteristics of the lives of criminals in prison. They, too, have a roof over their heads, regular meals and entertainment provided for them, but they are not free to go out. But children are not criminals."


The "battery" lives he describes today's children as living are in clear contrast to his own free-range childhood. Born to Scottish Jewish parents in West Hampstead, London, Hillman and his two older brothers, Harold and Ellis (the three of them born inside two-and-three-quarter years), were often "left to our own devices, including getting up to mischief - it was a phenomenal education".

Among the boys' capers was putting a stainless-steel thermometer with gunpowder under a candle in a dustbin and withdrawing to safety to count how many neighbours' lights came on after the inevitable blow-up. "We learned at first hand about danger by experimenting at an early age. We didn't harm anyone - we learned the meaning of taking risks and its consequences, something that is increasingly denied this generation of children. They'll therefore be at more risk later, because they have no experience to fall back on, no coping mechanisms that they've developed through slight accidents and injuries."

In 1939, the boys were evacuated to Rickmansworth. "The evacuation officer tried to find a family that would take the three of us. I remember the shaking of heads as he went with us from home to home. No one would take us all and at seven I was lodged with a gentile family on my own where - because we were kosher - I had to say, 'I'm sorry, but I can't eat your fish or your meat.' None of the households we were in liked us at all."

Bombs in London notwithstanding, Hillman père insisted that his boys come home for the Sabbath, so on Fridays they left school early, walked the one-and-half miles to Rickmansworth station, where they took the Metropolitan line to Finchley Road station, and then walked home. On Sunday evenings, they returned to Rickmansworth. Hillman shimmers as he recalls the opportunities for mischief-making afforded by those journeys, but after two years the trio insisted on coming back home. Father assented but, adamant that they weren't going to spoil their education, insisted that they stay on at the Rickmansworth school. So from 1941-1945, they did the same journey in reverse, getting up at 6.30am, making their own sandwiches, and walking to the station.

Given Hillman's personal experience, along with his work on the effects of traffic, you gird yourself for a homily about the virtues of public transport (like a low-fat diet, high on the yeah, yeah scale). He doesn't deliver. On the contrary, he points out that, per passenger mile, public transport is only 20% less energy-intensive than travelling in a car. The bicycle is his panacea, and his adult life has witnessed a dramatic decline in its use. Fifty years ago, cycle mileage exceeded car mileage. Now it's the other way around. While most children own a bicycle, few are allowed to use it as a means of transport, which Hillman finds deplorable, because cycling - when it's used as a daily means of transport - is not only a terrific way of keeping fit, but also makes the world more accessible to children. Compared with walking, bicycling has the potential to expand a person's geographical catchment area 10- to 15-fold.
Hillman insists that a latent demand for cycling exists. The great deterrent is the speed of traffic. Those who regard current trends as immutable should look at the Danish experience.

In the early 1970s, Denmark had the highest rate of child mortality from traffic accidents in western Europe. A new Danish road traffic act in 1976 made it the police and traffic authority's responsibility, in consultation with schools, to protect children from traffic on their way to and from school. They created a network of traffic-free foot and cycle paths, established low-speed areas, narrowed roads and introduced traffic islands. Accidents fell by 85%. In Denmark, more than 20% of all journeys are made by bicycle, compared with fewer than 3% in Britain. Partly this is because a Danish cyclist is 10 times safer than their British counterpart, even though Denmark has a higher level of car ownership than Britain.

Hillman is a patron of Sustrans, which is on track to completing a 10,000-mile national cycle network by 2005, and he himself is a familiar figure cycling around north London on his 20-year-old bike. He doesn't wear a helmet - indeed, one of his most iconoclastic pieces of work made the case against them. Typically, it challenged official statistics on account not of their accuracy but of their relevance. Until his study in 1993, the road safety orthodoxy was that wearing a helmet made you safer. Hillman discovered, though, that most fatalities and serious injuries to cyclists occur not when they fall off their bikes through losing control (which causes minor injuries that a helmet can slightly protect against), but through collision with a motor vehicle. And here a helmet is of very limited value.What's more, the road safety campaigners and helmet manufacturers pushing helmet use assume that cycling behaviour is unaffected by the wearing of one. Wrong, says Hillman. The helmet-wearing cyclist feels less vulnerable and therefore bikes less cautiously, taking marginally more risks. Helmet use, argues Hillman, can expose a cyclist to greater danger by inflating their idea of its protective properties. "Cyclists rarely ride into motor vehicles. Calling on cyclists to increase their safety by wearing a helmet shifts responsibility away from drivers, the agents of danger, on to cyclists, who are nearly always the victims. Were cycle helmets to be made compulsory, it would encourage the view that cyclists are responsible for their own injury."

Hillman has helped change official attitudes to cycling. Before 1992, the government was reluctant to promote it because of concerns about cycling casualties and the consequences of air pollution. The report that he wrote in that year, Cycling: Towards Health And Safety, published in the name of the British Medical Association, was the first to emphasise the health benefits of cycling. Based on actuarial figures, he compared the loss of "life years" through cycle accidents with the gain in "life years" through the improved fitness of regular cyclists, and came up with the remarkable ratio of 20:1. In other words, for every life year lost through accidents, 20 are gained through improved health and fitness.

Hillman has made the bold claim that cycling improves mental health, too, arguing that cyclists have a general sense of self-esteem and achievement from having arrived somewhere entirely through their own efforts. He has also been outspoken on the subject of the school run, criticising the admissions policies of private schools for ignoring how far away from the school a child lives. Hillman has calculated that parents' chauffeuring a child living three miles from school to and from it for five years amounts to 10,000 extra vehicle miles. "No longer," he contends, "can it be considered acceptable for this freedom to be exercised in isolation from its wider social, environmental and health repercussions. Parents may be prepared, for the sake of their children's education, to drive them to school for four or five years, but they're ignoring the impact of that decision on the health and quality of life of people living along the route that they'll take."

Though all Hillman's work is concerned with transport, health and environmental issues, it brings together an enormous number of different aspects, and is always innovative and solution-oriented. After coming upon a dead body in a motorcycle crash 25 years ago, and seeing that a few hours later all record of it had been obliterated from the site, he proposed roadside plaques with the time and place of death as a jolting reminder of otherwise routine carnage. (He is a patron of RoadPeace, the charity for road traffic victims formed 10 years ago.) Objecting to the "polluter pays" principle - "If the polluter has paid, their conscience is clear: they feel they've paid for their pollution and can continue polluting" - he coined an alternative "conserver gains" principle, arguing that governments should reward individuals and companies who adopt practices that don't adversely affect society or the environment. And when, 30 years ago, Hillman noticed that 80% of car exhausts were positioned on the left side of vehicles, thereby discharging their fumes towards pedestrians, he tried to persuade car manufacturers to move them to the other side. None of these solutions, alas, was taken up, this last because overseas sales were more valued than pedestrian health.

Hillman today still lives in Hampstead - he says that he's moved the equivalent of 1.34 inches a day to get there from his birthplace 70 years ago. It's just as easy to track his present preoccupations back to his early life. His father David, an orthodox Jew and son of a rabbi who had fled the pogroms in Lithuania as a child to settle with his family in Glasgow, was a portrait painter and stained-glass artist, but had few commissions until late in his life. Oppressively authoritarian, he required his children to do his bidding and brooked no dissent. As a consequence, all three came to challenge authority and Mayer counts himself a "militant atheist", though feels very Jewish and is proud of his origins.

Yet David Hillman also bequeathed his sons an almost Puritan sense of duty. "He said to us, 'You want to live your life so that, when you're dying, you can feel that the world has benefited from your existence.'" In fact, it was Hillman's mother, rather more than his father, who actually lived that precept. As well as her 24/7 work as a GP in a single-handed inner-city practice, Annie Hillman shopped, cooked, washed up and drove herself generally so hard that she died after a series of heart attacks in 1967, aged 66. Neither parent, remarks Mayer, "ever took us to the cinema, theatre, concert or the park, because they were so busy with their own lives. Mother didn't have the time to do those things and Father didn't have the inclination."

At the age of 11, Mayer decided to become an architect. At 22, within three months of qualifying from the Bartlett School of Architecture at University College London, he became a partner in a newly-established north London firm of architects. His work featured in architectural magazines, and embodied the precision and lack of waste he'd cherished since childhood when, in the school holidays, he'd plot his mother's daily route to her patients' homes so as to minimise travel time. (Today, Hillman can't cycle past a skip without stopping to see if it contains something he can make use of. His roof space is stowed with screws, wood, plastic, washers and taps he's squirrelled.)

In 1964, he married Heidi Krott, who'd come to England from Vienna in 1938, aged one, in her refugee mother's arms. The next year, aged 33, after reading Colin Buchanan's seminal report, Traffic In Towns, and violently disagreeing with its recommendations, Hillman decided to switch profession. Though his ideas were too controversial and radical to secure a grant, he embarked on a doctorate at Edinburgh University, examining the social and environmental aspects of personal mobility. This period also saw the emergence of his own "hurry sickness", the frenzied rush that so much of his work has critiqued. Hillman may have been ahead of time professionally, but personally, for decades, he's been chasing it. Heidi, meanwhile, possessed not only equal parts beauty, ability and modesty, but also the high exasperation threshold essential for the role of Mayer's wife. For Hillman - generous and frugal, warm and vibrant, with an ability to laugh at himself and quick to tears - is also a man so hyper-busy and garrulous that it sometimes seems as if only physical or chemical measures might stop him.

The birth of their two sons, Josh and Saul, did little to modify him. Indeed, when it came to his own children, Mayer modelled his mother rather than father. "I was so work-obsessed that I can't remember when I read the kids a bedtime story, because I had more important things - in my view - to do," he says candidly. "How can you say to yourself reading about Moppit is more important than delivering an article of high quality that's hopefully going to influence policy thinking, especially when you realise that someone else can do the Moppit reading? I feel I've missed out and my kids have missed out."

Heidi, a former journalist, is appalled by this admission: "Though Mayer may seldom have read them bedtime stories, he did many other things with them and was very involved in their upbringing. He certainly wasn't a detached father, and they feel that." Indeed, the boys write warmly of him in their preface to Ahead Of Time, and Hillman concedes that "our relationship is very different from the one I had with my father - they're delightfully irreverent". Influenced, too, just as he was, by his father's exhortation to make a difference: Josh, 34, is head of education policy at the BBC and Saul, 32, is a researcher on child development at the Anna Freud Centre.

So why isn't Mayer Hillman better known? The media love a provocative doomster, and his ability to popularise is evident in his writing's demotic titles and epigrams (such as "Careless policies for carless people" and "Whistling in the greenhouse gaslight"). Partly, I guess, it's because his work, though prolific and based on solid analysis, as well as on ingenious research and original ideas, has usually taken the form of quasi-academic reports, mainly published by the independent social science Policy Studies Institute, which has been his research base for 32 years and where he's now senior fellow emeritus. In that world, he's an admired and influential figure. As the social innovator, the late Michael Young, said, "Most of us were talkers; Mayer was the doer." Tim Lang, professor of food policy at Thames Valley University, has described him as "an inspiration to my generation of public policy thinkers. Quite simply, he has been one of the pioneers of the late 20th century in developing integrated policy thinking and planning."

Another reason, I suspect, for Hillman's relative lack of public renown is the fact that his interests range so widely, making him hard to pigeonhole. In addition to his work on transport, for instance, he also co-authored (with Paul Elkins and Robert Hutchison) an atlas of green economics, and I haven't yet referred to his research on the costs and benefits of putting the clocks forward by one hour throughout the year (which led to a campaign), largely because my eyes glaze over at the very mention of it, though Hillman has tried to persuade me that it's of the same order of importance as his other causes. The additional hour of evening sunlight every day would, according to his research, reduce road accidents, harmonise our clocks with continental ones, save electricity and, by increasing the time available for leisure and social activities, enormously enhance the health and quality of life of nearly everyone.

Linking all these diverse preoccupations is what Hillman calls "the equity argument". As fellow researcher and activist Stephen Plowden put it, "You have always been interested in the fate of people left behind by 'progress'." Hillman expresses it succinctly: "I abhor exploitation" - a feeling that originated, he readily admits, in being the youngest of three children and the sense that he was being denied his turn.

His current preoccupation is with the social implications of climate change, and here Hillman's conclusions are so dramatic, so jumbo in their tentacles, that they'll probably propel him into prominence. His trigger is the Contraction And Convergence campaign devised by Aubrey Meyer, founder director of the independent Global Commons Institute (GCI). This has charted the vast reduction of carbon emissions required of the western world (that's the contraction bit) in order to equalise it with the rest of the world (the convergence) to avert climate catastrophe and protect the global commons - a process nothing less than "equity for survival". Their calculations make Kyoto look like trying to end a drought with a watering can.

GCI believes that Contraction And Convergence is the only way of resolving the most critical problem that mankind has had to face, and political representatives of both developed and developing countries are reluctantly coming to the same stark realisation.

According to Hillman, our carbon emissions will need to be cut by 10% each and every year for a 25-year period to bring convergence between rich and poor nations. Hillman believes that no sector will feel the impact more than transport. This is how it would work. Each of us will be allocated an annual fuel allowance, and every time you buy a product or service with a significant energy component - whether paying a gas bill or buying an airline ticket - it will be deducted from your annual account.

There will be trading, of course. If you're clever or frugal, you'll be able sell your surplus fuel coupons on the open market to those willing to buy them. And there'll be takers, since a return flight from London to Florida will consume double the annual fossil fuel ration that each person presently living on the planet can be allowed. Says Hillman, a delightful blend of the libertarian and the interventionist, "You want to fly to America? Fly to America, but you'll be bloody cold for the next couple of years because you'll have run out of coupons."

He's hardly finished talking before I'm in with the objections. How will it ever be implemented? His vision is surely absurdly voluntaristic, as if rich countries and greedy transnationals will simply relinquish their advantages in a grand altruistic gesture for the abstract good of the planet. Where's the politics? Where's the realism? Who will police it on the personal, corporate and international level?

Hillman is undaunted. "I call this carbon rationing because I deliberately want those connotations. When there was a shortage of food in this country during the last war, people didn't say, 'The poor will just have to starve' - it was agreed that the only fair solution was to share it. I'm totally convinced that the same thing will be introduced with fuel over the next 10 years. Increasingly, we'll witness calamitous events, like when the city of York flooded. If it happens once, people think it's a freak event, but when it happens twice or three times, people will begin to sit up. Already in some southern states of the US, people are finding it difficult to insure themselves against hurricanes."

Hillman professes himself confident that the US will eventually sign Kyoto because September 11 signalled a realisation that the rest of the world impacts upon them. He makes an analogy with apartheid and South Africa refusing to heed international protests until world pressure became irresistible.

"People say technology will solve the problem, for instance, by making more efficient use of fuel, and I say no - if you don't reduce demand first, then by making it more efficient you'll increase demand for it. If you get more miles from the gallon, then you're lowering the cost of travel and effectively promoting it. You've got to reduce demand before you go down the efficiency and renewable energy route, and you reduce demand by rationing. At the start of the war, you didn't have the Tories saying we have to go to war against fascism, and the Labour party saying elect us, we won't go to war against fascism. There was a recognition that there was a joint enemy."

The implications are colossal. Cycling would come into its own. Hillman predicts that the day will come when people in the street will feel sorry for someone passing in a car: it will be a sign of an emergency requiring them to use up a precious part of their annual carbon quota. Bye-bye globalisation and supermarkets (not only couldn't we drive to them regularly, we also couldn't afford foods or other globally traded products that had themselves travelled so far), hello again corner shops and local produce. This is socialism via environmentalism. Will the planet turn out to have been our greatest revolutionary?

"We have no moral right to leave a legacy of damage to the planet. Our children and grandchildren will ask us what we did to prevent global catastrophe." Hillman knows that he'll be accused of exaggerating the risks but maintains, "Governments already realise that they have to deliver their share of reduction. It's a finite amount that the planet can absorb, so you have to set that as your limit, then work out how to get there. Your instinct will be to find fault with these statements. If you don't think these solutions will work, there's an obligation on you to think up a better one. So often, ideas are rejected on the grounds that they are not perfect in all respects, in favour of the status quo, which is far more imperfect."

As with many crusaders, Hillman's impatience - "I'm increasingly frustrated as I get older at not being able to persuade people to think as I do" - is tempered by his certainty: "I know from experience that ideas need to be floated and then get taken up. I'm not deterred by rejection."

Critical of green campaigners who jet around the world, he himself has flown only once in seven years. In the past 18 months, he's opened three conferences - one in New Zealand and two in Australia - by satellite link-up or pre-recorded cassette. When he gave a paper on climate change last year in Scotland at VeloCity, an annual international conference on the role of cycling in transport futures, he ended with a sting, arguing that international conferences that entail long travel across the globe such as that one could no longer be justified. He was met by impenetrable silence and much studying of shoelaces. He and Heidi have an old Citroën 16 in which they've driven 150 miles so far this year. Yet still he exceeds the carbon ration he expects to be allocated, and says that they ought to consider sharing their family home with others because, despite its solar panels and low heating levels, it now accommodates only the two of them.

Mayer's brother Ellis was president of the Flat Earth Society - not because he thought the earth was flat, but because he believed that conventional wisdom should always be challenged. Freethinking Mayer clearly subscribes to this, too. If he has his way, in a decade or thereabouts, so shall we all.

Written by Anne Karpf - first appeared in Saturday November 2, 2002 - The Guardian

Sunday, July 08, 2007

Tickets; Tour de France; Henley; Future of Media; Zimbabwe; Paul McKenna

Listening to: (this is the album cover)
Saint Germain is the stage name of Ludovic Navarre, a French electronica and nu jazz musician. His album Boulevard was released in July 1995 and has sold over 300,000 copies worldwide. His United States debut, Tourist, was released in 2000 and sold 200,000 copies. Bob Marley, Toots and the Maytals, Miles Davis and Kool and the Gang are among Ludovic's early influences. He composed his first work under the name of Sub System with friend Guy Rabiller. He has released EPs under a number of aliases, among them Deep Side, LN's, Modus Vivendi, Nuages and Soofle.

Well Friday was the day for all the tickets to arrive - first the Barcelona Hearts game at Murrayfield on 28 July - looking forward to that - I am on Scottish Rugby Union mailing list and bought the tickets the day they became available £20 concession ticket - Barcelona are one of my favourite teams - Henry as well now - should be interesting. Not long thereafter - a knock on the door - DHL - saw the van as I walked to front door - I asked him if it was the new Harry Potter book (before I saw the envelope) - he said No - and I couldn't work out what it was ??? Opened up the envelope - my Scotland New Zealand - World Cup rugby tickets - so that is 23 September - so lots to look forward to . . . .

Speaking of rugby - South Africa played Australia over the weekend - Hmmm! they led 17 - 10 at half time SA could not add to their score in second half - Australia did though - they won 24 - 17 - a game of two halves guys.

Judi was over for the weekend (hanging out washing . . .) - me I made a curry Sat night we didn't really get up to much just relaxed and chatted and chilled . . .

Some interesting links / things I have come across:
1)
Henley Royal regatta
another world ain't it??? . . . lol?

2) The future of Media - makes you think

3) Zimbabwe - Inflation and situation in general have a look at the guys wages . . . unbelievable!

4) Tour de France - interactive guide

5) All in the mind - Paul McKenna

6) Insight - 5 men & a tub - inside the mind of a married man


Saturday, July 07, 2007

dissertation; Pat Metheny; Alan Johnston; Brown hiccup; Aussie truth;



Last Friday I met up with Judi & her son Andy - they drove through from Edinburgh & I waited for them in Dobbies Loan street - Judi came off on junction 16 and proceeded to get lost - its difficult when you don't know the road and it tends to be quite busy . . .I had gone for a haircut and in all honesty might not have been there had she not lost her way (don't bother telling her that though . . lol). Anyway imagine my surprise when she came from the opposite direction . . .

Jumped in and drove the car round the corner - parked next to Buchanan street bus station and went for a stroll - actually something to eat - I was starving - went to TGIF - but they pulled there usual stunt - would have to wait 45 minutes - not sure what that is about - I am sure there were empty tables - I was not in the mood to wait that long - plenty of other restaurants in close proximity . . . ended up at a Italian restaurant around the corner - which I must say I really enjoyed. We were actaully on our way to the Carling academy - to see of my musical hero's
Pat Metheny with Brad Mehldau on piano. We had time to spare so suggested we pop in at Borders for coffee - we ended up losing each other though - so that didn't work too well . . . although in fairness we did find each other - later . . . .

Arrived at Carling Academy took our seats and patiently waited for senor Metheny & Co., to turn up. Just to give some idea I have been listening to Pat Metheny since the late 70's and I have always really liked him - first heard him on ECM Records - I also heard him with Lyle Mays in the early days.

The set started with just Brad on piano and Pat on electric guitar for some or other reason I was a bit nervous - you know how when you really like something and you want it to mean as much to everyone else ???? Well I was wondering whether Judi & Andy were going to like it and found my mind drifting towards that ona couple of occasions during the evening - I soon put that out of my mind as I was caught up in the music - I will be honest I have not heard Metheny's last couple of albums - yes he is that prolific - so was not 100% sure what direction he had taken - within a short while I knew that he had not strayed too far from familiar waters - so to speak - I must say I was very impressed with Mehldau - he is an outstanding pianist - and I realised from the start that I was in for a treat. Can't really describe all the music they played together for the first several tracks and then brought on Jeff Ballard (drums) and Larry Grenadier (double bass) both very accomplished musicians in their own right - the quartet swung and I thought the interplay was outstanding at times - Pat & Brad were the leaders at all times. Pat played a solo on a 42 string guitar which he had made specially for him (see the photograph) - called a Pikasso - I had trouble even thinking where all the strings went - let alone seeing them - he has this ability to play a bass line whilst leading with the guitar and done this on a number of occasions - parts of this piece sounded like a harp as well - waterfall I think it was called. I would give the concert 10 out of 10 - one of the better concerts I have seen in a while - best since Eddi Reader . . . completely different.

What have I been up to apart from this working on my dissertation - Java IDE's are coming along nicely thank you! - its a slow process - I need to shake a leg here - finishing off my Literature Review next Friday.

Some great news for the week - Alan Johnston finally released - thank goodness for Hamas - I know the west are not talking to them - but there is one happy reporter that believes in them and a set of parents family and friends who take there hat off to them - the Dogmash clan started to get nervous as soon as Hamas took over Gaza - quite an intricate set up - but as I say thank goodness for the likes of Mahmoud Zahar, Hamas minister.

Another comical story - Smeatomania - the Glasgow airport baggage handler who became a hero. A policeman had tackled one of the guys from the jeep driven into the airport building - well the policeman was punched so hard he lost some teeth and had a broken leg - in jumps local superhero Smeaton - who tackled the same guy and brought his man down. "Smeaton International Airport" well he may get a ring from the palace soon . . lol - who knows????




Listening to:
Nitin Sawhney - "It would be easier to jot down what this man can't do than what he can" (The Guardian - of course) Widely recognised as one of the most influential and versatile creative talents alive today.

And
Ulrich Schnauss - pictured at top of Blog

Watching:

The Secret

Vancouver Film School

Legacy of Belfast conflict

I have Brown in my Title - but I have decided to give him another chance - the very least we can do - I have my doubts though - sceptic that I am . . .

That's all Folks!

PS - A special Hello to Archibald in Canada . . . .ex-Milton