May 2012 bring you all joy unbounded. Though of course if that were true for the entire planet we would soon discover that one person's joy is another's misery. So, let's just say I hope 2012 is better for you than 2011, and long may that trend continue.
The coalition hates me and my kind. A public sector worker, I've been working to help kids and the dispossessed for most of my adult life. It isn't glamorous, and people hate us because it reminds them that there are people worse off than they are whom they would rather forget. At least, that is how it seems. So anyway, my pay remains frozen (as it was last year and will be next year) and therefore is being cut by approximately 10% or perhaps more over two or three years, depending on what you believe the true rate of inflation to be. Then there is the extra 3% I will have to pay into a pension I won't be getting til later. Then there is the fact that I will have to work harder to cover the 100000 colleagues being made redundant. So, time, methinks, for change. I've had enough public and political opprobrium to last a lifetime, thanks, so, again, watch this space. Change is afoot.
Going to Holland by train today: 1. Delays to trains from Richmond mean cab into central London required. 2. Downloading film on the wifi "service" at St Pancras - download manager shows that to complete the task will take 48 hours. All hail the private sector eh? I mean it is so clearly superior to the public. Re the wifi, I don't suppose the telephony company providing it is charging absolute shed loads of cash or anything.
Trying adsense again - watch the blog for changes. Both visitors may have to click on a link for me to earn a penny I think.
While I'm on the subject of Google, gmail. Whilst it has never been a very good example of a simple GUI, it is far worse now. I imagine there is a function to re-send mail but, if there is, I can't find it. Of course, I am dumb as a plank but even making allowances for that, hiding the function does appear to be a deliberate tactic by those on Infinity Loop. I'm not sure I understand the rationale behind the decision.
Of course, there is much to be thankful for - this interminable blog wouldn't exist without Blogger, for one thing (!), and search was, of course, revolutionised back in the day. However, I can't help thinking that gmail's bad re-design and the difficult-to-warm-to Circles or whatever it is seem to herald a bit of a creative swamp for Larry and the gang.
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Yesterday was spent behind the scenes at The Booth Museum, Brighton, wherein resides a wonderful collection of natural history ephemera mainly in the form of birds, butterflies and bones. This picture was taken in the taxidermist's lair, I mean lab. Thanks to all the staff there for the opportunity to take some photos - I will post more information about the purpose of the shoot in due course; suffice it to say something interesting will be happening during next year's Brighton Fringe Festival..... :) BTW, I was told that the animals that are used by the taxidermist come from roadkill, deaths in zoos and the like and are not killed specifically for the purposes of the taxidermist.
He was, despite appearances, quite a friendly chap and happily posed, back towards me, so that I could get his picture. From now on I am going to try and follow Kirk Tuck's dictum, enshrined in his post on Mike Johnson's blog The Online Photographer, that he should, when he is out with his camera, always get a portrait of a stranger, with their cooperation. I will let you know how I get on trying to follow the same course of action myself.