Lines in the sky…

Chemtrail diary north east UK.

This morning 14th June 2021 very obvious lines in the sky that cannot be construed as any viable legit condensation trail, maybe a low rate at say five an hour, but obvious! These lines in the sky termed chemtrail stay up, they do not disperse, in fact form a widening haze and lead to yet another dull day. Also lots of obvious accompanying ‘aluminisation’ ie hazy wispy non cloud obscuration of the sun; which is after all I assume the purpose of chemtrail in the first place.

Here in this specific say thirty mile diameter cone of vision north east England we don’t get many chemtrails these days, maybe my being from what I see as google results listings on image search as being possibly the UKs most prolific chemtrail blogger ensures this. Strange really as these days I’ve neither time nor patience to catalogue and upload all I see. Most I witness is drifting-in aluminisation, one assumes from chemtrail laid either on the west coast flight path or out into the North Sea.

This morning yet again demonstrates the connection with chemtrail directly above and a most obvious ‘aluminisation’ of the sky. Its 10am, I wonder how the day will progress. Note with this blog I do not jump to conclusions, I merely note down my observations and look for patterns and connections.

Last week I again had my previous observations and experience in Cumbria confirmed, where the chemtrail / lines in the sky trundle on each day, with next to no-one taking any notice nor asking questions. Its not that we can do anything, the complete idea of chemtrails will be introduced to us all as valuable ‘whitening of the skies’ sometime soon as to counter pollution fall-off and aid in slowing global warming, something quite futile actually but the human race won’t go down without a fight. However folk in say west coast USA, CA etc have been complaining and questioning this unexplained sky trails for decades and obviously meeting a wall of silence, no doubt bolstered by the Official Secrets Act slapped onto anything / anyone that could shed light on these lines in the sky. Meteorologists and agriculturalists will be very aware of chemtrail but all have their hands tied so to speak.

Carbon footprint …

No washer no tv no mobile no fridge … all these things purposely not being used here in this house. Small car too, I still find the obsession with SUVs and second and even God forbid un-needed vanity vehicles to be stupid.

I’ve utterly no need of the above but last nights meal bugged me from the beginning as bound to fall flat and bingo I was in a perverse sense ‘not disappointed’. It was all toms, courgette, sliced pepper and onion in the dreaded supermarket offering, the first three I intentionally try to avoid, not a good idea as being someone prone to aches and pains. However it was the hopeless excessive use of the electricity that really grated on me.

The night previous I behaved out of character, open to the idea of something different in my shopping basket, a tray of pre-prepared so called ‘Mediterranean vegetables’ probable real cost at max 20p at the factory and cost me i dunno £1.40 at the supermarket but what really bugged me was having to roast them in the bench top oven for what seemed 40 mins and add lots of garlic and herbs to get anything with taste and with the cold chicken it was … a disaster; time was at a premium. I ate most of it but it was not the pleasurable experience I had hoped for. Another important lesson was having to run the electric oven for so long and this is quite obscene, intolerable in these days of minimising carbon footprint. The roasting of vegetables will not occur in this household ever again, I much prefer my five year regime of lightly stir fried veg with pre-cooked chicken, ie all in the same pan, needing only a small gas flame to make the complete meal (admittedly using supermarket pre-cooked chicken). Yes I know, its burning gas but at least it eliminates 40mins of oven roasting, that is the point! .

Rough idea of my hopefully low carbon meal …

cubes of swede, cubes of potato, leek, gently fried with a good ext virg olive oil.

sea salt, fgbp, ajiwan seed, black mustard, the latter two must be fried on the bare pan, not just mixed in.

spring onion, sweetcorn, garlic,

dash of curry powder, maybe a little amchur, few drops maple syrup and a new trick of mine a dash of brown sauce on the chicken as it is fried.

… now at this point one can add a stockpot and some white wine and reduce for 5mins (I use presently a Aldi Chardonnay) or you can proceed as a dry meal.

The result is tasty, nuitritious and minimises my carbon requirement. Everything is to hand, its my daily routine and the other main meal is casserole with lots of veg, generally thick sliced swede, potatos, sweetcorn. Sometimes half a can of spinach or quick sauted spring greens / cabbage.

Everything must start at the individual personal level, as with heating in less warm weather, do as the Chinese and the Russians do … put a coat on! I admit in real cold run the central heating but nowadays at the slightest cold draught with many households on goes the heating! We may have lived in the land of plenty here in the west for a century but nature and physics and the vast chemistry set called climate change necessitate a change in how we consume energy.

People knock China but they had the one-child policy and for many years the bicycle was the near universal method of personal transport. That bogey of voluntary population control really needs to addressed.

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How do we teach children?

I know nothing of this but do know that with myself learning has been lifelong. I also do know I’m not impressed with the writhings of the Educationalists, points that still today bug me:-

  • a most terrible choice of set book at thirteen, fourteen and fifteen at our rural Secondary
  • science and history and RE teachers of the either lazy in the former or most uninspiring of the latter
  • a headmaster blind to a childs mental health when he in fact considered himself to be exceptional
  • luckily i’m old enough not to experience the elimination of woodwork and metalwork – excellent for developing hand eye co-ordination and minds eye planning, helps one become ‘a practical man’.
  • sport! … I utterly hated it in all its forms, never knew the point of it, weekly humiliation.
  • music … again badly taught, no explanation of the value of it all, its composition, structure or beauty.

Hearing on the radio (UK bbc r4 morning till 0900) an hour ago how a billion has been secured as funding to help minimise the lag in pupils equates we are told as fifty quid per pupil and is intended as extra tuition. Its this ‘extra tuition’ that sticks in my mind, theres tricks and ways of doing things that I imagine are not being applied. We also heard that kids are having trouble holding a pen or pencil, that their writing is abysmal and that throughout lockdown they never picked up a pen nor formed any writing … surprise surprise. The interviewer was relentlessy aggressive toward I think it was the Education Secretary but hold on …. how many schoolkids in Britain? Ans= 7.25 million which patently undermines the aggressive numbers of the interviewer Nick Robinson! Just goes to show that in life a little reticence is most useful.

7.25 million x£50 per pupil = 362 million …. ha ha ha nowhere near a billion!! Nick Robinson you owe one heck of an apology to that poor man you roasted, in fact needlessly roasted this morning; looks like they get just over £150 each not £50. Apparently one point something billion.

Hint:- when going on air always have a quick list of numbers already worked out, don’t let them have you freeze in the stress of the moment, its called prep.

I occasionally encounter numbers and am a great believer in limiting everything to three significant figures, a sliderule also is invaluable, unlike a calculator it can reveal in real time in front of your eyes and deal with variables, thats before of course the latest graph crunching wonders, which bring with them needless complexity. So the quick mental realisation of what is in the above is seven fives, add a bit, increase by ten (ie 7×50) and call it millions. Or call it seven hundred and half it.

The real point of this post is how I would have children learn, some tricks. Also not enough importance is placed on the development of language, many kids have the burden and handicap of low attainment parents that often themselves have very poor language development. A richness of language hand in hand goes with the ability to visualise, for form views, questions, to enquire, to express, to evaluate text, to see form and style. I finished with a girlfriend a while back, super figure, tiny brain, any utterance or glint of viewpoint from her never led to her forming a question of why it had to be that way or any chance of wondering at remedy or improvement. Nothing followed on, just hung in the air. To her credit she liked to hear me talk, it often seemed so very one sided and its fair to say she will have forgotten most of what I said.

So, as Education Secretary and of course being a big team player, we would do exactly as I say viz :-

  • a series of graded readers or number books in small format low page count, to be carried at all possible times age five to eleven. These could be changed at say each term but must be completed to the back page, would include word lists.
  • an emphasis in pen and paper … NOT screens.
  • dictation
  • comprehension
  • spelling
  • importance placed on legibility, layout and neatness but not to a stultifying extent, speed, sketching skills.
  • add a little competitiveness, post a results table of marks obtained, after all the sports field can be crippling in its hierachy, yet no-one objects in that instance.
  • encourage self made crib notes on recycled card packaging (a real boon) handy for the pocket!
  • for a minutes interval in each lesson depart from the rigid linear chasing of the curriculum, the bane of creative and fun teaching in the UK I think, quickly display something that is ahead of them an object, a graph a chart but not incomprehensible, be sure to use a couple of buzzwords, it will encourage those interested of the gems that lie ahead.
  • in state schools (UK 7.3 million pupils) introduce mention of the origin of words, latin or germanic roots, this surely is interesting, again it is language development. I’m not sure the development of mathematical ability for the average pupil particularly matters after age fourteen but language, reading and comprehension etc is vital, is lifelong.
  • encourage parent tutoring with worksheets, they must become involved.

I’ve always found leafing through a more advanced text to be very useful, words, pictures, diagrams stick in ones mind and spur one on to do better. Sadly bizarrely on the news this week mention was made of a huge new ‘impressive’ Municipal Library built I think in Birmingham, nice idea but library usage has definitely shrunk, you’ll never get them back.

A comic aside, each outgoing President has a Library built and dedicated, maybe housing some valuable collection or focus of study, in trumps case it would be a small disused toilet block, quick whitewash and a small table with one solitary mobile phone on speed dial to a hooker …. The Presidential Library of trump.

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Cars cars and yet more cars …

On this small estate of fifty houses (north east UK) they all appear to be IC engine mad and in the thirty years I’ve been here the cars have doubled in quantity, motorbikes in profusion where once were none and the motor-home has appeared as a must have in the last thirty years… its rampant consumerism!

If were not spending we are not living!

Households now seem to buy ‘vanity vehicles’ that have no basis on practical need … after all one thinks to oneself what the heck else could one do with £30k, never mind the depreciation, fixed and running costs etc! We absolutely must have that soft top open tourer! What easy lives such people lead.

Climate change, impending methane and the need to remodel our lives (low carbon etc) seems not to have occurred to any of these people.

I come from a cautious household, my dad growing up in the 1930’s and once he died in ’76 after a life of hard manual work his wife my dreaded mother did a magic act with his hard earned money, she made it all disappear as in fact she did with herself, moving far far away; eventually hooking up with some clown called Mainprise from Scarborough and all went down the pan covering debt for this nasty waste of space on a doomed to failure taxi business. I met him once, he called to our house at no.67, a day late some bogus reason, my poor wifes cooking i insisted be served from the previous day, he was a shit, domineering, repulsive. Moral drawn, trust no-one, if necessary take your mother to Court, realise your inheritance is exactly that – YOURS – and realise truth can be stranger and possibly more cruel than fiction. Businesses are in operation to make and generate money, anything that does not is beyond laughable and will drag its owner down.

It is idiotic, brainless and offensive to the predicament we now face of having extracted the oil and gas from predominantly (say 70%) of that pet hobby horse of mine ie diatoms that people have so far not engaged with the changes we need to make. Strangely prescient how my fascination with these invisible to the naked eye foundations of the food chain have circled back to bite us on the whatever. Ocean generated DMS and associated weather systems and CO2 conversion equal to all the trees on land are the result of microscopic and near microscopic algae and plankton.

So what do I do … no mobile phone, no washer, no tv, no fridge … all is quiet and my life functions perfectly well, you even develop some muscle in wringing things dry!

okay, winge over!

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I righted a sheep…

There are no big prairies here in the UK, in fact here in Northumberland it is generally a landscape of modestly sized fields with sheep grazing and open upland at higher elevation even though these animals bring little monetary gain unless you are recognised assisted hill status.

Its quite easy to find ridge and furrow bullock ploughing from 150 years ago, in fact theres some parts that are substantially mediaeval, with touches of Roman roads and even incredibly, “I could take you there myself” (to make a quote from a well known film of seventy years ago) as Neolithic in one or two locations as indicated on the OS map, itself a thing of great beauty. Luckily in Northumberland there is upland that has escaped ‘improvement’ (a subject close to near all farmers hearts) ie how to improve and in times past importantly improve your chances of survival which matters a great deal, in times past of hoping a surplus to barter and perhaps generate a few coins in your purse. It would be stupid to expect a farmer to think otherwise, the balance at the bank account or held in the purse or the lack of it is a mighty driving force. We can look at say China and see until 1960 it was still very much a hand to mouth existence, small scale (despite Maos collectivisation) and fundamentally precarious. Even today from what I see theres hardly a square foot of land that is ever wasted.

And so, a couple of evenings ago at one of my locations to park and wander down country lanes I notice a sheep stuck on its side say 300 yds away (land around Gorf_ _letch, Morpeth, Northumberland) but hesitating at being too reactive when it is hoped the animal can right itself, its only twenty minutes later I think its time to act, to get across the fields and possibly put the sheep back onto its feet.

In reality the animal is of very little weight, but the fleece is very bulky and cumbersome once the poor thing is on its side, the natural extent of the a sheeps legs is also a hindrance, unable to curl up under and hence of no aid in righting itself. By the worn nature of the grass and accumulated faeces etc I’d say she had been stuck more than a couple of hours, more like all afternoon. Several times over the years I have released sheep from barbed wire or brambles or being stuck and unable to right themselves, that is why in the car I always have scissors and wire cutters.

Job quick done, a second or two at most to right the sheep, I stayed ten minutes to make sure she coped, apart from a RH back leg seeming a bit lame she hobbled on to search the field for her offspring, moving methodically among the jumble to locate her own.

Curiously in the same location perhaps two years ago I found a sheep carcase that must have lain for weeks unbeknown to the idiotic, malfunctioning would-be pretend small holders that insist on keeping animals but know bugger all. This vexes me a great deal. Police, County Council and Ministry were alerted. In addition I found a dead lamb well away from its mother three or four years ago, we can blame the same offending would-be small holders, it leaked from a field of excruciatingly untended unrepaired fencing. Useless tw#ts – yes. Its called effort, you have to make it!

A beautiful location, lots of memories, the evening light is incredible; with my beagle on the grassy bank we would sit to catch the evening light, I know where to find marsh marigold, where diatoms are easiest to collect, recording birdsong and all are many many happy memories whatever the weather.

Chemtrails are back.

Chemtrail diary Northumberland, England.

Sort of thought they would, a bright clear blue sky lunchtime/ early afternoon, but indistinct quite subtle chemtrail was being laid in several lanes tending mostly NW/SE direction. These lines in the sky were not fading as a condensation trail would and after an hour or more provided a hazy less sunny day, a bit actually as if we had the polluted skies of China! But that is what it is pollution. Its called geo-engineering.

In a while months or maybe next year Governments will legitimately term it ‘whitening of the skies’ and no doubt provide plenty of it.

These last few weeks theres not been much of chemtrail, in fact most days nothing, other than the signs of feint drift-in aluminisation, ie distant chemtrail. I wonder if my blog frightens them away ie leave him alone and he can’t blog on it.

The point to note and theres several strands that need to be recognised is that these chemtrails are up in the air for hours (the pollutant nano-particles we are told for days) and do not disappear as per conventional condensation trail. As as happened these last two or three years when I’ve been actively blogging on this ie collecting hundreds of photographs and evidence so many if not all of our clear blue skies were being destroyed.

Todays NASA Worldview shows nothing for the lines in the sky visible from Northumberland mid afternoon as it looks to display what has happened at say late morning or noon, but on NASA we do see lots of chemtrail over a very much chemtrail hotspot ie Irish Sea.

Caption for above … May 27th 2021 Irish Sea chemtrail; https://go.nasa.gov/3yI1Vim

In my opinion the ‘french or dove grey’ is also chemtrail, older, spreading. Irish Sea, west coast of Wales and Anglesey get more than their fair share of chemtrail. Funnily enough more distinct on the actual NASA Worldview page. Try clicking some of the differing layers available on Wv.

Dominic Cummings …

What a nasty opportunistic individual with his skewed vision and nail scratching desire to be somehow kept in the news cycle. He’s bitter to the extreme and hurtful to others – whats new – this is Dom Cummings! It is his nature to be so, to ‘have the angle’ no-one else can see, to dismember to turn upside down. Reminds me of very clever sixth formers trying to impress the girls, lots of noise and ‘cleverness’ but in the end of little value.

I think we often get the face we deserve and Cummings bears this out, is most unattractive. In simple terms ‘he has a screw loose’ if not several … always able to promulgate ideas as if known in depth, the glib glibber, but I wonder at his real depth, perhaps just a clever bod, arguamentative and ‘on the make’. He’s been too close to power to let go of it now and in fact wielded far too much influence and policy as unelected and the close advisor of Boris. Why did Boris allow him so much influence, to suffer and encourage him ?

Dom the clever sixth former impressing all around with his desire to be known as the cleverest man in the room, trashing all established norms, de-rating everyone and everything in sight. Again, I find him repulsive, I’m glad I never knew him. It seems so out of character of him for to now be so concerned at loss of life, in his day to day dealings with people his manner is dire, he certainly cares nothing for their feelings. Many if not all in the Commons must dread his presence.

We remember them sadly but looking at the death toll remember that many that died were old people, already so vulnerable, but this is reality, crap happens and must be realised when looking at the numbers; we cannot cheat the effects of age or the weakened old state we will all enter, whether birds animals or humans.

It was hearing Dom Cummings on radio that really made me so sceptical of this desire to pour out all the minutae from fifteen months ago, obviously it was in some ways a different world then, we muddled through, what else can be expected. All I needed to know was in his to my ears a painful delivery, the phoney concerns, the pauses, all telling us so very much more than he realises. He’s clever alright, tricky, an ace manouverer. Pre-Machiavellian or post-Machiavellian take your choice, but in my minds eye I see as if Dickens at his darkest, Mr Cummings stalking the dorm with cane in hand all too ready to inflict pain.

Dom Cummings in his dire outpourings today has capitalised on hindsight to a ridiculous degree. Yes mistakes and a lethargic response created problems and the PPE shortage really should not have happened but considering we were asked to conform to and accept totally new concepts with constricting lockdowns, its my opinion we did okay, outside of war this was as dire a sea change one could imagine, no bombs dropped, we were generally still okay and infinitely lucky as compared to war. Everyone in this country and in Government were being asked to accept completely and with total adherence a totally different way of spending our days. My heart bleeds for all those small businesses, self employed, those on the fuzzy margins, all the struggling black economy workers, the lonely and infirm during all this. The analogy of ‘at war’ is sometimes drawn into the arguament with covid, but goodness me being at war was full of mistakes and errors, yet somehow in an ad hoc fashion we muddled on in a muddy messy muddle. Things have to be done, decisions made, we move forward each day. Ask my grandfather, on a minesweeper in the English Channel with hundreds of evacuees from Dunkirk then to be hit by ‘friendly fire’ and only three survived, swam to France.

I often had the feeling with Matt Hancock his hands were tied, too many to appease, there was a back story we were not allowed to hear; of course there was, its called democratic input and a Cabinet of high stressed colleagues that somehow need to be melded into agreement and with bevys of scientists and modellers adding their data, noise, and opinion. I remember that the 2001 foot and mouth was handled badly, way too much pain and suffering heaped onto both animals and farmers and as if the gold standard 100% credible report from the Duke of Northumberland in 1968 was totally ignored, modellers this time got ahead of themselves and as far as i can see inflicted misery. As the Duke and all practical farmers realised bury local and in quick lime, no transportation, no need for contiguous cull, no ridiculous inefficient pyres. Mr Ferguson! But also we must realise the EU controlled our response during that 2001 foot and mouth, its a blessing and a tragedy avoided with covid yr 2020 we were free of EU control.

A major PR disaster was the term ‘herd immunity’ that was freely aired at the first few weeks of covid here in the UK; yes I can see its meaning but it sounded bad. I was also very sceptical of input from Prof Ferguson, as I remembered him from the foot and mouth cock-up twenty years ago. Maybe I’m wrong, I’ll have to read further.

The biggest disgrace and being led along the garden path during this covid 19 outbreak was the Dido Harding track and trace fiasco; we are talking literally billions of pounds, where the heck did it all go, there certainly needs to be an enquiry. After the tiscali foul-up during her tenure I would have thought she must be kept from any systems and software! When we read ‘billions were pumped into it’ … then where the heck did the money go ?

okay, more to follow perhaps …

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Arctic-news.

I’ve noticed here at the hacienda that search terms ‘arctic methane’ and ‘arctic ice loss’ increasingly do not deliver up to the minute (or month) information. Why is google skewing me? As if I’m insulated from what IS actually happening. So here is an antidote, its up to date, pulls no punches and is written and posted by educated professionals…

Arctic News: Extinction by 2027 (arctic-news.blogspot.com)

The author is Earth Systems scientist Dr Malcolm Light, heres an interview from 2014 … Arctic News: Malcolm Light (arctic-news.blogspot.com)

The main point is that the shallow East Siberian ice shelf which in my mind was the biggie to look out for, ie Laptev Sea etc regarding the dreaded release of methane hydrate but in fact its over above Canada from the above link from arctic-news.blogspot.com that the bigger danger is lurking. Its a bit like playing with tampered dice, whatever we throw we cannot win in this super-size chemistry set called atmospheric physics / climate change/ mass extinction … call it what you will.

But I still maintain the trumpian cavalcade and its primary movers are qualified to be tried at The Hague for crimes against humanity in their wilful and deliberate refusal to acknowledge climate change; this is greed and undue influence gone mad.

At least its pointless wasting time painting my window frames ….

The above is a copy and paste from the initial arctic-news.blogspot.com link as mentioned at the start of this post.

The horizontal plane…

…. or non-vertical mindset seems best to explain a fifteen year old grandson of a woman I knew for two years. A year ago I wrote out two worksheets for him at the start of lockdown, little things that are useful in ones knapsack of information carried about in ones noggin and fingers crossed would lead to discussion and pen and paper sessions. In other words something we could talk about. Primarily I wanted to get his brain working, to be better able to weigh up the world and to some of the pranksters and clowns within it, to gain insight. Not so with this kid, total and utter disinterest; he’s not a rough type, he’s not a sports type either, neither I’m guessing preoccupied with and involved with any group of friends, other than of course the pointless fluff of social media. Apparently he’s mostly in his room attached to the ‘dreaded device’ ie the smart phone and so what does his 36 yo auntie give to the boys younger sister as a Christmas gift, another bloody iphone! One cannot believe such circles of repeating idiocy, of such idolatry to the byte and its digital manifestation. The culture difference is too great for me, looks as if g/f dumped me, no phone calls being sent anymore to this house, seems I am cast out and all I think because I wanted to help the kids! To some strata of society ‘education’ is now akin to witchcraft! ha ha ha …. the gap apparently to them is too great to bridge, they wish their ignorance to continue.

Interestingly, the parents themselves exhibit nothing, no conversation or knowledge or activity other than he himself possesses at fifteen. This is interesting, his mind is telling him “Theres nothing more to know”. Question; is this a symptom of four generations of tv kids?

His nana describes his writing as atrocious and I’m assuming his sketching and manual page layout skills are equally bad, hence the worksheets and their ‘thought out and planned’ topics …. but theres lots of assuming here as I have found in the say four times we’ve met to be utterly unable to achieve anything like a sensible exchange of words, I’m attempting to have a conversation with a void. I do not look forward to his being there. Say three months ago I laid it down for him please look at the worksheets and do some of the work, however the result is zilch. Now if I’d been in that position I would have been delighted to encounter an older knowledgeable person full of ideas and vision happy to give of their time; but no, he does his damnedest to see merely in the paper thin horizontal plane of an extremely limited outlook. His parents are plodding stuck also in this very thin horizontal plane; no idea whatsoever it is his brain we need to be working with. A friend of mine remarked you cannot make a purse out of a sows ear, slightly off target analogy, but certainly essentially correct. My reading of the situation is that his now deceased of ten years grandfather that spent a lot of his life chasing big wages abroad with that money implanted a skewed vision of what life is and their place in the world. Not one but for a while both parents were abroad needlessy, that is not how to bring kids up. Perhaps that is why theres so little effort, no hunger to do better.

I was very lucky, a dad with technical books and hobby technical magazines of the late fifties and to mid sixties, encyclopedias specifically bought for me, a really good home workshop, an ever changing and productive vegetable garden etc etc. It was expected of me that I work, digging and planting as a man would but at age fourteen, at that age I was repairing and painting exterior windows frames up ladders, insulating the loft (cough cough) working again as if a man. I could mix and lay concrete, clear rough land, turn on the lathe, make components, follow instructions, solder, make things that went BANG, indeed I was lucky! I can accurately place these activities in time as it would all happen when living at the old house which we left in 1972, which would have been better for me if we had never left. I had thoughtful and intelligent grandparents too, particularly on my dads side that lived only a mile away and my dads unmarried sister was the only one that took the trouble to help a very slow reader. We in fact used the same readers / story books that she had used as a child in theearly1920’s and I have them here on the shelves. Everyone was in some way or other ‘improving themselves’ moving to do better, had standards. Life was more fearful then for most everyone, certainly the working class. This lot, hard to say, money comes in, feeds their consumerism, end of story. They themselves have cut their nose off, the encounters would be useful for us both, I fear for the youngest daughter of my g/f and her mental health, already too isolated for a woman in her thirties.

The worksheets were easy, with ideas, pictures, diagrams and maps he will never have seen before nor realised their interest. I underlined easily found search terms and included simple sketches, lots of distinct areas of interest drawn together to a compendium.

Heres a quick recall at subjects covered and introduced ever so painlessly …..

tricks with triangles,

simple surveying, calculating heights.

sketching (this used to be part of military officer training)

value of pi, frac and decimal.

the county geological map, types of rocks.

plankton, algae, diatoms, linking to climate change.

constellations in the sky and my three dimensional model of Orion on a two foot plank of wood.

what is a transistor, name the parts, a diode, what do they do.

how many transistors in a iphone, Moores Law.

make a one inch cube of paper with ruler, pencil and scissors n glue (accurate draughting, patience and dexterity).

what is an IC, a chip, a foundry, a wafer fab.

name and draw half a dozen electronic components.

what is a gate, what is a flip-flop.

….. goodness knows what else!

You see nothing difficult really, but unusual in being presented outside of a course of study where ideas and knowledge is presented often to my mind in far too rigid linear progression. That is the value and beauty of books is that we can flick forward and backward so easily, it helps open up the subjects to us and to excite our intellectual taste buds of what is around the corner. But no, it was a household of no learning, no desire to learn, no idea of the brevity of life, as if everything continues as is forever, life in aspic fuelled by a seemingly endless supply of money.

It is scandalous the experience and knowledge available from carefully written books is now seldom accessed if at all. I did buy him a copy of an excellent little electronics primer for junior readers that i too had at say age ten as published by Hamlyn in the late sixties, surely I thought this would draw him in but the stodge of disinterest and lack of curiosity was palpable and even though I handed them a few books this one i kept back, better it stays here. I wouldn’t be surprised if they actually throw books in the bin. I think also his total intellectual lethargy is a mirror of his own parents and remaining grandparent, they exhibit no advantage and learning in addition to what he himself now exhibits at an ill-educated fifteen. The boy will never hear bright talk neither in his own household or at nanas. As friend Ted explains, theres no expectation of him to do better or to expend effort.

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Angela Rayner.

I feel so sad this poor woman has been sacked from her post as Labour Party Chair and Campaigns Chief. I’m not sure she should have been Chair nor do I agree to the position (ie a handicap to the Labour Party) given to Ian Lavery these last few years, quite inappropriate but after all its reward for time at the picket; please lets get some brains and up-to-speed savvy into the Labour Party. I always thought Jeremy was quite excellent in the Chamber but unfortunately once ensconced into his cubby-hole office each day ‘went to pieces’ so to speak, lots of beard stroking, tweaking and twiddling to no cumulative positive effect. For Angela Rayner, she’s young, she may well develop and be a shining asset to the Labour Party, but I’ve always had doubts of Keir Starmer himself, the hand on the knife blade, yes his Dad was a toolmaker, an honourable and highly skilled job but Keir himself somehow lacks gravitas in his presentational manner, hard to believe his Lawyer and DPP role, lets assume brains are there. This ‘modern world’ … and this oh so relevant bogey subject of ‘presentation’, a curse upon us all. Witness a stuffed fool in the USA, a ‘stand up president’ that has been able build a four year tenure on a so-called presentational skill learnt at a work-up to a crummy and creaking American reality tv show, skill with the mic and camera, and no doubt all placed as ‘tax-deductible’.

interesting … a Doughty Street connection … Keir Starmer – Wikipedia

and theres certainly no wiki for Lavery to be posted here!