Tuesday, December 13, 2005
I was very delayed by the events at Buncefield and missed my train by a whisker, but the staff were very helpful and re-arranged my booking. The return journey was also delayed - by an hour - due to an incident. No details, alas.
I visited Cité Europe where I got the plonk, then beetled round to Auchun for the better stuff, though I found myself rather disappointed with the lack of the good names. Never mind - I'll visit the right places next year.
I was bl**dy knackered after carry all those boxes from my car into the house. So I cracked open a can of cider!
Tuesday, December 06, 2005
Sunday, December 04, 2005
Saturday, December 03, 2005
We had the works Christmas do last night and we went to an Indian restaurant in Harpenden and it was very good. Well done Gareth! Good company, good food, good drink - for what more can one ask? I've been regretting it today, of course - spicy food doesn't really agree with me - but tonight's steak and chips should settle things down.
Saturday, November 26, 2005
Saturday, November 19, 2005
Friday, November 18, 2005
Discworld: Which Ankh-Morpork City Watch Character are YOU?
Friday, November 11, 2005
At the going down of the sun.
If I should die, think only this of me:
That there's some corner of a foreign field
That is for ever England.
There shall beIn that rich earth a richer dust concealed;
A dust whom England bore, shaped, made aware,
Gave, once, her flowers to love, her ways to roam,
A body of England's, breathing English air,
Washed by the rivers, blest by suns of home.
And think, this heart, all evil shed away,
A pulse in the eternal mind, no less
Gives somewhere back the thoughts by England given;
Her sights and sounds; dreams happy as her day;
And laughter, learnt of friends; and gentleness,
In hearts at peace, under an English heaven.
Rupert Brooke, War Sonnet V, The Soldier
Sunday, November 06, 2005
He severely grazed his face. Fortunately the grazing by his eye didn't break - that can be very bloody. When he came to, he decided to walk home - only a few miles, but he is nearly 80. There were no taxis and he didn't have the means to call one.Fortunately it was a warm night, otherwise he'd be dead of exposure, either from when he knocked himself out or during the walk home.I'm much relieved that he got home safely. He now looks like he's gone a few rounds with Mike Tyson.
Wednesday, November 02, 2005
Sunday, October 30, 2005
I think it's the gearbox because if I put the car in neutral, the noises disappear. My car didn't used to do this. It's done less than 30K miles. It normally does 30 miles a week, with the odd 100-mile trip. What's happenned?
Saturday, October 22, 2005
Sunday, October 16, 2005
Saturday, October 01, 2005
Sunday, September 25, 2005
Thursday, September 22, 2005
This is a copy of a post I made on the SDMB.
Is it just me, or could NASA's new moonshot program be easily improved? The idea of sending up the crew seperately to the transit vehicle is good and cool, but would it not be better to repeat the exercise at the other end as well? I mean that there should be a station in lunar-stationary orbit with which the transit vehicle docks, then the astronauts transfer to a landing vehicle and descend to the lunar surface, returning with the whole vehicle to the the station in lunar orbit, transfer back to the transit module, then back to Earth - or to a station in Earth orbit and then back to Earth.
I see a number of key advantages:
Nothing left on the lunar surface - a longer term cost-saving.
Transit vehicle is also re-used - another cost saving.
Fuel for the landers and transit vehicle can be sent seperately.
The stations can have multiple landers and transit vehicles attached - handy for rescues. And other emergencies.
The station can be used to build a test beanstalk. I mean, we're not going to build the first one on Earth, are we?
Monday, September 19, 2005
But why are people such numpties on the road? I was tailgated by some idiot whose numberplate ended in VNU in some BMW(?) penis-extension, and a kid almost autoDarwinated in front of me. That resulted in a visit to the local police station.