HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!

DRESSUP IN UR PARTY WEAR!!!!!

DONT SMOKE DAMN'U AND DONT DRINK BEER!!!!!

MAKE YOUR IMAGINATIVE RESOLUTIONS FREAKIN' CLEAR!!!!!

OK CUT THE CRAP AND LETS CHEER!!!!!

WISH YOU A HAPPY NEW YEAR!!!!!

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ONE CRAZY QUESTION???

WHY IS CHRISTMAS MERRY AND NEW YEAR HAPPY?

[IF THE READER IS A HUMAN BEING HE/SHE MUST COMMENT]
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

HEARD THAT RESOLUTIONS ARE MEANT TO BE BROKEN,

SO I THINK ITS BETTER NOT TO MAKE THEM.

BUT STILL I TRIED TO MAKE A NEW YEAR RESOLUTION USING PAINT

[HOPE YOUR EYES SEE THE PHOTO BELOW]

once again happy new year!!!

Benazir

Benazir Bhutto - born June 1953, killed December 2007. May she rest in peace. Her bravery in the face of bigotry, lies, blind fundamentalism and terror should be a lesson to us all. She had already given so much to Pakistan and didn't have to return. Carping cynics might think of her as a puppet of the U.S. world empire but I see her as a symbol of hope and goodness. If only her legacy could be peace and democracy but I rather think that her passing will be followed by rivers of blood and oceans of tears.

A vision of Pakistan's future?

TAARE ZAMEEN PAR : REVIEW

Once in a while comes a movie that makes you smile, cry and finally what other movies can't ...makes your parents and you aware...
Once a while a actor throws away his style and all the stuff to get serious to make something that isnt masala but is a pure movie...
and that person is Aamir Khan.
And his directorial debut is one movie that can bring stars to earth...
TAARE ZAMEEN PAR

So what on earth is the god damn' story:-

Ishaan(Darsheel) is a dyslexic child who hates to learn, read, write or simply "study".
He is pressurised by his parents,teachers to study, but he just cant keep up and is always lost in his thoughts.
His father throws him into a boarding school where he becomes depressed until comes our very own Aamir Khan as a new art teacher named Ram Shankar (who teaches mentally retarded children) to his rescue and brings out the gold out of Ishan.
Really Motivating.
The movie looks so realistic in terms of treatment.
I though liked the pre-interval part more.The street pangas are shown brilliantly,
and the song "Bheja Kum" was cool and crazy
.Also the "3 x 9" animation rocked. The songs didnt destroy the movie though, but the "bum bum bole" song was sort of an item number, but eventually it may have created an optimistic hope that some day there would be such teachers...(but who'll bring Prasoon Joshi to write songs for them).

Sometimes I even felt that i was a part of the movie. The sleeping scenes of Ishan in bed,
the way he apologised his father, the bloody teachers ( Ishaan's previous school's English Teacher just spoke like my ex- english teacher of class 2nd... the voice the dialogues exactly the same)... Though i felt the second part was bit long but still not boring... the discussions between Aamir and Ishan's father were something that i could understand
( i hate this P.T.M. stuff)....

The movie's ending was fabulous. No better ending can be suggested especially the "Guru vs Chela" for the first prize in "The Painting Competition" and the highly emotional hug, the red eyed Aamir.

OVERALL THE MOVIE CAN BE A GOOD DETERGENT TO WASH AWAY THE DOMINATION OF OM SHANTI OM!!!

4.5 STARS FOR STARS ON EARTH(taaRE zaaMEEN par)

Yuletide

As I grow older, I feel increasingly certain that there are more fundamental forces at large than those promoted by organised religions - no matter what the brand names - Christianity, Islam, Judaism, Hinduism - they're all the same to me - utter poppycock! Here at "Christmas" in the northern hemisphere, we feast to celebrate the passing of the darkest day and the prospect of a new year dawning. The holly, ivy and mistletoe remind us the Earth's fertility and Santa Claus is but a caricature of the legendary Green Man who - metaphorically speaking - watches over us and annually brings us his precious gifts - the fruit and the grain, the sunshine and the leafy forest, the pastures and the berries, the beasts of earth and water and the birds of the air. We will eat, drink and be merry, glad to be alive as passengers we have known and love disembark from this ship that is the vessel upon which we voyage through time.

To learn more of the pagan view of "Christmas", click on the Victorian Yuletide picture below - it will take you to an old BBC article about pagan Christmases. Happy Yuletide everyone! And let's hope we are all around to celebrate next December, grateful for the gifts of life and health and the precious bounty of our homes, our families and our friends.

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

Unfortunately because of that sick-o-sycho(psycho) mathematics murdering paper,

i could'nt celebrated even 'D' of Diwali!

Fortunately i can celebrate Christmas because of the happy holidays.

So!!!

Wish you!!!

A Very Very

~*~ !!!Merry Christmas!!! ~*~
May Santa give you so much chocolates that will help you to be Santa next year!!!

Take my present!!!

Drill down a trip to North Pole

Jonathan

Jonathan left my school today. He was my right hand man. He came into teaching as a mature student, having secured a degree in English in his late twenties. I was his mentor as he undertook his teacher training and then he joined us as a fulltime teacher in September 2005.

At that time, he was still with a woman he had lived with since the age of nineteen - but it wasn't love - it was simply convenience. They had a dog called Brandy. He left her two years ago - both the woman and the dog.

He knew Denise before he bedded her. She is from Birmingham where she also teaches English. Their relationship was never meant to happen but sometimes life gives you little bits of magic and so it was with Jonathan and Denise. Most weekends he has been down in Birmingham with his new lady. They are very much in love and as he departed our school for the last time today he confided in me that I might be receiving an "invite" before too long.

Leaving schools is a weird phenomenon as the annual educational cycle is unlike most work processes which are simply continuous. Jonathan asked me to both draw his caricature and to write him a fun poem to be read out at his departure buffet party - and here it is, based on Edward Kamau Brathwaite's famous poem about Afro-Caribbean emigration - "Limbo":-

Grumble

Well it make you sick
When he grumble in front of you

Grumble grumble like Booth
(Sing) Grumble grumble grumble like Booth
Grumble grumble like Booth

Booth is tall and his suits are all made of wool
But he come down to earth
When the Owls are whupped by Hull

Grumble grumble like Booth

Listen for de echo of Booth as he shouts
Discipline for de yobs and de louts
Come in kid hope you got a pen
If you ain’t got one then count to ten

Grumble grumble like Booth
Grumble grumble like Booth

Kicking balls in de staff football team
Smoking dem fags – the habit’s obscene
Scoffing meat pies in de builders’ hut
Interrupting meetings with “Yes but…”

Grumble grumble like Booth
(Sing) Grumble grumble grumble like Booth
Crumble crumble like Booth

We’d send him to Coventry
But Birmingham will do!
So long Jon!
It’s been
Nice
Knowing
You!

Season's Greetings

Merry Christmas everyone and best wishes for 2008!

(There I've done it LOL)

21 Dec 07 Muffinhead says: and back at ya, have a gooden xx

Pain

Mum had to go see her GP on Tuesday. She's had an ache or pain in her arm for a while now. He thinks there's a possibility it could be a mini stroke or perhaps indicates that cancer cells have broken free and moved to her arm. Arrrrgh!

He's writing to her Consultant and she's due to see him in the New Year anyway, so finger's crossed it's not serious.



20 Dec 07 Muffinhead says: *hugs* mummy *hugs* xxx

Capello

Fabio Capello - the mercenary, literature consuming, opera loving, Mercedes driving, arrogant git! Am I the only English football supporter who doesn't want him here? Particularly sickening is his appointment of an entourage of Eye-ties to form his trusted backroom staff - Baldini, Galbiati, Neri and Tancredi - all sound like biscuit varieties to me. I don't want this Capello and mark my words - it will all end in tears! He is not the man for the job. The only foreign johnnies I would have entertained would have been Arsene Wenger and Jose Mourinho - both honorary Englishmen who know our game inside out. However, before them I would have still made it top priority to make an Englishman our manager. For heaven's sake, this is a country of fifty million (The other ten million live in Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland) - surely to God, from all those people one man fit to be our manager should have emerged. And poor old Steve McLaren - he was a whisker away from success - especially if you think about the away game in Russia. It might have all turned out so different for him. My nomination would have been Alan Shearer. He has a good footballing brain and was an outstanding international player. I think he would have risen to the challenge, supported by an all-English back room staff. I think the first new English phrase that Capello should learn is "Where do I catch a plane back to my Swiss tax haven?"

Online Rubik Cube!!!

Online Rubik Cube!!!
Timepass! Timepass! What when timepass results to head
ache...I am talking about the old gold Rubik Cube!!!hardly found during these days... "we have got own stuff for timepass like computer, laptop cell phone and CrAzybLoG."
But i have got your very own rubik cube in a Cyber Version.

Click The Picture below to PLAY!!!

This Rubik Cube is not only available in the Classic Plastic Mode! but there are other modes if you are bored with playing the same old hat.

The other modes available are:-

! Alien Mode

! Marble Mode

! Brick Mode

! Wood Mode

Its got a rocking music to keep you interested/distracted from the game.

If you have solved the first task there will be always four more...

If you cant solve even once (like me) then i have got a link for you:=-

Be sure to check it

http://www.wikihow.com/Solve-a-Rubik%27s-Cube-Using-Commutators

Happy Holidays? I Don't Think So!

Am I the only one concerned we are now being encouraged to celebrate and wish each other "Happy Holidays" and not Happy Christmas? It's as if we're now embarrassed by our own vaguely Christian celebrations and traditions. Why is that? Is Christmas not about all the best things of human-kind? A message of hope and peace?

That or we fear upsetting people of other faiths (or no faith for that matter). While in turn they have freedom to openly practice their festivals without fear of upsetting the "Christian" majority. So it can't be that can it? We live in a free and fair society. Or so I am told by the politicians.

So when the times comes, I will be wishing everyone a Happy Christmas. No doubt I'll be dragged off by the PC Brigade and given a stern talking to.



17 Dec 07 Annon says: you're nicked shirty mcgerty lol

Valentines Day Cards

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Frost

For the last three mornings, caring little for the environmental impact, I have gone out to my car and started it so that the windscreens are clear and the vehicle cosy and warm - while I step back inside for a cup of tea and a slice of toast. It can be damned dangerous setting out on frosty mornings as the windscreens refreeze and you can't see a thing.

On Wednesday morning I had to be at work early because I had a key role to play in the whole day interview process for an AST (Advanced Skills Teacher) in Language Development. So there I was approaching the fourth set of traffic lights on Penistone Road when I saw an ambulance zooming towards me - lights flashing, sirens wailing. Although my light went green, I slowed to a halt to let the ambulance through and then - yeah - you guessed it - thud/crunch - some pillock drove into me from behind! We advanced to the bus lay-by just ahead and exchanged details. Fortunately, both cars remained operable and he sort of admitted his fault. Years back I might have raged at the guy but on Wednesday I found myself saying, "Oh it's just one of those things mate".

At the interviews, one of the candidates said she just loved English but seemed to have little idea what an AST might do. The other floundered when I quizzed her about the key things she thought she had achieved in her current literacy co-ordinator's role. In the end, we didn't appoint anyone but I had lost three non-contact periods and a rear bumper. Such is life.

I love the way the frost sparkles on our decking and the way it so delicately coats every blade of grass, every privet leaf. The thermometer reads minus three and I think of all those bugs and slugs and creepy crawlies surrendering to nature's cleansing power.

Christmas cards drop on our mat and we busy ourselves with present-buying expeditions and card writing duty. For me it has always been a happy time of year - at home with the family, mince pies and brussel sprouts, foil wrapping paper, a big fat turkey thawing, shelling chestnuts, sleeping till ten and magical frost patterns appearing opaquely in the corners of our windows.

Sick of Orkut's Notification!!!

It has been a week of this shit annoying pop-up messages!!

Orkut has brought up a new feature of some sort of...

Notification eg:-

So whats the crap is that when you log in orkut... you feel happy that there are scraps for you but before you could read them the devil appears in the form of a dialogue box

i.e. .

It creates a headache because you have to click that "ok" button to get through...

but when you click it you see the page crying "The page Cannot be displayed"

and you have to click that damn' button two times after reloading the extremely annoying page.

....

But while I was writing this post and multitasking with orkut by my side... they recently introduced scrapping in hindi without hell html... but by simply checking the box staring "type in hindi"

or pressing control + g

here is an example:-

I have written "namastey!!! aapka meri scrapbook me swagat hai!!!"

in English that means "Hello!!! welcome to my scrapbook!!!"

Now here i have written " नमस्ते!!! आपका मेरी स्क्रेप्बूक में स्वागत है!!!"

This new stuff looks as if... the codes have been stolen from the blogger's transliteration.

Iphone Mobile Skin!!!

Last post i talked about Ownskin.

Now i redefine it with the skin(theme) made by me(actually this is my second skin)

This is the iphone skin.

It may not be the best... but still it is the one for me so for me it is the best.
How on earth I made it?

1.I Logged in to ownskin

2.Then I went in to create my them using the quick method(thats the olden one)

3.And Then i browsed the apple iphone's default wallpaper thats the clown fish.

4.Then i chose to get in the advanced stuff, where i mostly concentrated on the icons.

From where the.... i brought the iphone icons....well from my blog itself.

5.I resized them to 89x89 as the requirements for uploading the icons were between 88x88 to 120x120.

6.Then named it.

Uploaded it and woo it got on the deck.

Download it now on your phone!!!

Create and Download free themes.

Themes enrich your computer and even your mobiles.
(however sometimes they hang your damn' computer and that

awkward cell... who becomes a tortoise...not of that race)
Kill that computer and kill the negative factors...
Get down on the positive side.

I reached this site via mobile and after getting hooked to it, i

gave it a try on my computer too.

So what the site is?

The site is named as OwnSkin.

There are hell themes over net. whats special of it?

The hell themes available over net are gr8 but some of them

are even those ones that loosen your pockets.
OwnSkin is what unites the people's creativity in mobile sense.
Its democracy in true sense.
themes made by the people, made for the people( and the rest

knows Abraham Lincoln)
And whats special is that the stuff is free
and you dont need the knoweledge of any damn lingo for this

stuff.
Just GUI simple GUI

Mobile with foldable screen!

Believe it... the cell phone of the dreams has came in.

The name is Librofonino (it is in italian)

The term librofonino is a neologism (issue similar to tivufonino and videofonino) composed of crasis and phone book (but you might also consider -fonino as suffissoide, given the examples of PC-fonino, ipod-fonino, skype-fonino and even pistola-fonino). Designa a particular mobile device presented the world premiere of the 3GSM World Congress in Barcelona starting from February 12. It will be marketed in Italy during the 2007 Exclusive by Telecom through an exclusive agreement with the Dutch company Polymer Vision (development unit of Philips, which specializes in research and production of display thin as a sheet of paper), whose technology allows integrating mobile phones in a larger screen mobile phone, ensuring the reader a contrast similar to that of the printed word. The new model is based on a prototype of Polymer Vision called Readius, introduced in 2005, which also uses the technology of the screen panel and expandable: books and newspapers can be purchased online through the mobile network by Tim and then stored in memory electronic terminal (the first models already have 4 gigabytes). While Nokia announced an initial series of memory cards for mobile containing audio-libri, TIM-Telecom Italy Mobile challenge therefore the market with "librofonino", the first phone with removable screen that will see electronic books and newspapers online. The strategy prepared by Telecom Italy for the launch of the new product provides a number of agreements with publishing companies to provide content is likely to begin with the distribution of public domain.
The librofonino "can also download and play MP3, access e-mail, consult geographical maps. The new device, which uses all the technology for connecting mobile broadband and energy autonomy of ten days, it works with a normal Sim Card.



see the video of Librofonino right here:-

Express you anger on someone's cell

You are angry at someone (any damn' reason)...Someone who
has a symbian phone... dont break his/her phone but take off
that memory card... steal it or insert it in someone's ass.Now what the hell to do with the remaining part of plastic shit...Use something called "intellegnce" to make that person
contactless, messageless out of the world...Format his damn' phone.How the freakin' hell on earth:-Firstly plug in that useless charger.Make sure that the battery of the phone is there... battery is
always there but make sure it is charged.Now close all shittin' stuff... press that menu key for some time
and dont panic when the 'telephone' option doenst show you
any thing.Ol' right! right to work!Put in the following code:- *#7370#Then your phone will irritate you by asking the code... if the
user hasnt messed enough with his cell phone security
settings... the code will be "12345"Done with that now do that yes, ok stuff andwohoo within 10 minutes vanish!!! vanish

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------If you dont want to indulge in crazy stuff, you can still use it, if some comm.warrior (MOBILE VIRUS) has kicked your mobiles ass... and infected evey part of it.
------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Some More codes:-

(1) *3370# Activate Enhanced Full Rate Codec (EFR) - Your phone uses the best sound quality but talk time is reduced my approx. 5%
(2) #3370# Deactivate Enhanced Full Rate Codec (EFR) OR *3370# ( Favourite )
(3) *#4720# Activate Half Rate Codec - Your phone uses a lower quality sound but you should gain approx 30% more Talk Time.
(4) *#4720# Deactivate Half Rate Codec.
(5) *#0000# Displays your phones software version, 1st Line : Software Version, 2nd Line : Software Release Date, 3rd Line : Compression Type. ( Favourite )
(6) *#9999# Phones software version if *#0000# does not work.
(7) *#06# For checking the International Mobile Equipment Identity (IMEI Number). ( Favourite )
(8) #pw+1234567890+1# Provider Lock Status. (use the "*" button to obtain the "p,w"and "+" symbols).
(9) #pw+1234567890+2# Network Lock Status. (use the "*" button to obtain the "p,w"and "+" symbols).
(10) #pw+1234567890+3# Country Lock Status. (use the "*" button to obtain the "p,w"and "+" symbols).

Thirteen

I was tagged by Arctic Fox to write a letter that would whisk back through time to the boy I was at thirteen. What advice would I give him?

Dear Mini-Me,

I am writing this to you from the year 2007 via a communication phenomenon called “The Internet” that was first developed by the US military. Although we bear the same name, none of the cells that make up me were ever part of you because the human body constantly replenishes and reforms itself. However, if you could see my face now you would be looking at an older version of yourself – weary, battleworn – something of a nightmare. Certainly not another “Portrait of Dorian Gray”.

I hesitate to give you any advice because it would probably only fall on deaf ears. At thirteen you have to discover things for yourself. You cannot be accelerated to maturity, wisdom or adulthood. You have to find your own path with its twists and turns, inclines and declines. There are no yellow brick roads.

But if any tips just might seep into you, I will try these:-

1) Live and act honestly at all times – be truthful and though it can be easy to deceive others, you will never deceive yourself.
2) Be proud of yourself. Avoid the trap of constantly comparing yourself with others. Be who you are and lift up your head to the world. It really doesn’t matter what others might think of you.
3) Be kind. You are everyone’s equal. Treat people with respect and embroider your days with small acts of kindness to brighten other earthlings’ lives.
4) Never smoke cigarettes. They are the devil’s own invention.
5) Remember that time passes quickly. Soon you will find yourself here in 2007. Try not to squander the years. Pack as much in as you can. Make memories. Make friends. Make love.

So that’s it Mini-Me. I can’t say I have many regrets about my life so, if you cross roads carefully, when you get to walk in my shoes I think you will be happy enough with how it all turned out but finally, I should think more than twice about a career in the teaching profession. Be a rock star instead!

Yours,
Maxi-Me

I hereby tag these five blog-visitors to write their own letter to themselves - or at least to the people they were at thirteen:- JJ (Cobblers), ARTHUR CLEWLEY, JENNYTA, @theMill and BY GEORGE.

FREE SMS

Free SMS
Is 10 metre less for you...10m=1000cm.
Cutting the crap slowly ...for this stuff called free sms...
1.you need to have a moblie phone (tested on a symbian os) having bluetooth.(the colour of the tooth must be blue... just kidding)

So how the <---*censored*----> is free sms sent/recieved?.
Ol' right ... bluetooths on (think why have i wrote about 10m)Get to your sms most probably in your messages>inbox>whatever the message is
...Open it...
Click its options and find the option known as "forward".
Now your message will open again...
Use the pencil( not the one you write with... most probably it would be near any of the corners of your cell) and the arrow keys to select your message, while the arrow keys are pressed and your text is highlighted ...
click the option "copy"
Now close all the crap and
return to standby or simply go away to notes.
Make a new note...
press that pencil again and then click "paste".
Now save it.
And get outta there.
Now send this message using bluetooth... to your friend or foe in the range of 10m's.
Thank me for saving your penny and rupee.

Torture

Tooth number nineteen sitting on my lower jaw has been my private tormentor for around three years. It has been a roller coaster of pain, discomfort, gorgeous painfree periods, visits to dentists, partings with hard-earned cash, phone calls unanswered, sleepless nights, silver packs of "Ibuprofen" and "Paracetamol", throbbing headaches, food masticated on the left - avoiding the right at all costs, a Polish dentist whose English seemed to consist of "Hokay" and "Dunt vorry my dear" and "£225 please!"

The last few days the pain has been unbearable at times so after trying other avenues I again resorted to visiting the Hemper Lane Dental Practice in Sheffield's semi-detached suburbs. It is a private practice led by Mr Bird - a guy who I see up at "The Prince of Wales" most Monday evenings.

There was salacious banter between him and his nurse as he worked on number nineteen - thinly disguised double-entendres. I guess it gets them through the day. On the ceiling was a Simpsons poster showing just about every character who has ever appeared in the cartoon. They looked down yellowly as pus and blood erupted from my aching tooth. I expected - almost wanted to lose the damned thing today but Mr Bird had other ideas - getting right down to the bottom of the dead nerve and disinfecting it - "Clearing out the crap" was the technical terminology employed by said Mr Bird as he gazed down through his gold-rimmed Heinrich Himmler spectacles. I gripped the arm rests as if my hands had been permanently welded there.

He is 90% certain his intervention will do the business and next Tuesday I have to return for a follow-up and the tamping down of a permanent filling. So take that number nineteen - you little sod! Your days of disturbing my equilibrium are fast coming to an end. Teeth - one of our maker's more questionable creations. I wouldn't wish toothache on anyone apart from terrorists, child molestors, joy riders, Euro-MPS, George W. Bush and the entire Preston North End first team squad - oh and of course all contestants in "The X Factor" and "Strictly Come Dancing"! I'm sure I've missed somebody...

Not Trusting Those Yahoo Stats!

According to Yahoo, I've had 29 views on my page for the week 3 Dec- 9 Dec.

For the month of Dec so far I've apparently had 142 views. That's 113 views for 1 Dec- 3 Dec. Yeah right!


5 Dec 07 Muffinhead says: does happen hun when friend of friends read their comments to u ive had over a thousand since mon tis just nosey peeple in multiply tis best it reveils just who has been ur page when and whch bit too xx

12 Dec 07 Dawney says: well if u keep deleting things what do u expect?

13 Dec 07 Dawney says: seems all my comments are being deleted as well

Curvey Coil Pot

Just up-loaded images of my latest Coil Pot to Webshots.

Blue- Grey glaze to the top, Marbled Blue on the bottom.

Any Potters among you will no doubt recognize the glaze feet and understand their construction. LOL

Names

Surely I am not the only one who has had a lifelong fascination with names. I am interested in people's names, nicknames, the names of bands and sports teams, the names of places and their origins. As a bored schoolboy in certain subjects that did not take my fancy - such as Chemistry and French - I would sometimes wile away my time writing poetry or inventing new names for pop or rock groups... Miles of Smiles, Wax, Kolossus Explosion, The Army, Shit'appens, Teeth, The Committee, Fifth Gear... I'd make little cartoons and write these imaginary groups' names on their drum kits. "What are you doing Master Pudding?" the skull-like chemistry teacher would growl. "Just checking the periodic table sir!"... Argon, Lithium, Magnesium - yet more great names for imaginary bands.

As a teacher, I have seen a long chain of kids' names that will often reflect the times we happen to be living in. Okay there are some parents who will always select solid and timeless biblical or historical names like James, Stephen, Michael or John - Mary, Sarah, Jane or Elizabeth - but many others seem to wish to saddle their children with dumb, fashionable names that will cling to them like ugly tattoos for their entire lives - hence for boys - Duane, Shane, Brandon or Brett - for girls - Demi, Chelsea, Tamara or Kayleigh. There are several variations on that last name including - Kaylee, Keeley, Kylie, Kelsey etc.. Throughout their lives such names are destined to hang like millstones round the kids' necks with devotees of stereotyping often pre-judging them because of their parents' thoughtless naming. The names we choose for our children reveal much about how we see the world and the people in it. I love the incongruous names that South African Zulus will often attach to their children - Innocent, Blossom, Precious, Mighty - followed by unpronounable Zulu surnames.

Previously, I have mentioned some street names in Hull that are rather exotic and hark back to earlier times - The Land of Green Ginger, Whitefriargate, Ferensway. Most world cities have quirky names to report. Please feel free to share some of your observations about names in the comments box...

An academic surname profiling website has recently transferred to The National Trust. Using this site you can see maps which show the concentrations of any given British surname both in the 1880's and in 1998. It is quite fascinating and most instructive. See link below:-
http://www.nationaltrustnames.org.uk/

Jesus

Meet my teddy bear. I have deliberately called him Jesus in order to insult religion because - let's face it - religion is claptrap and deserves to be insulted. So now I have called him Jesus I am waiting for the thought police to come and get me. They can lock me up with thieves and vagabonds for fifteen days or more or perhaps instead give me forty lashes. Such enlightened notions of justice have recently emerged from that shining beacon of civilisation and fair play that is Sudan. My thoughts tonight are with 54 year old British teacher Gillian Gibbons as she languishes in a Khartoum jail. I am thinking of renaming our cat Mohammad so that I can stand on the back step in dark winter nights yelling "Mohammad!" at the top of my voice. The neighbours would think I was stark raving bonkers. They'd be right.

Jesus - off for his holidays in Sudan.

Consultant

Mum went to see her Consultant this week (Tuesday) and he was pretty pleased with her progress. She's looking so much better than when he last saw her. The cancer in her Spine and Liver has not got any better these past couple of months- without treatment- but neither has it got any worse.

He's ordered a scan for her Spine for next week and an MRI on her Liver for the week after. They have agreed to restart chemo treatment in the New Year.

Legoman

Using a website suggested by Alkelda in Seattle, I have turned myself into a Legoman in honour of Hull City's recently improved results and prospects. I will be over at the KC Stadium on Saturday to see the match with Cardiff City. To turn yourself into a Lego being, try this:- website:-
http://www.reasonablyclever.com/mizers.html

Waggy = Ken Wagstaff (Hull City's fans' favourite player of all time).

Crazy ScreenSaver

After giving you heck and loads of dialog box shit, feary and other goddamn' crazy stuff i thought why to hide away the screensaver i use on my pc.

Titled as "Dont Touch my computer 2" it works as a cool guard too.

Better than any screeensaver atleast i have used up to date,

it features Joe and his dog, plus an accurate clock, a mice keeping the dog always on the run.

How it guards your computer(from people who try to mess up with it... not at internet but your home... could be your bros. and sis. denoted here by A$$)

It is not the stereotypical (haha) shake your mouse and the screen saver goes away... it has got it own procedure for stuff to get back.

So, While the screen saver is running, whenever an A$$ touches the mouse or an incorrect key, the guard dog is set in action: barking loudly and "attacking" the screen from the inside out.

So download it! and fear away the traitors existing in your homes.

Pot

Have just uploaded an image of my latest finished Coil Pot. If you want to see it you'll have to vist my WebShots page. Hopefully I'll have another new image or two next week.

Verity Lambert 1935 - 2007.

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25 Nov 07 W says: could u put the link in please for the pot cheers huns

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Eskimos

I don't know much about eskimos. In primary school, I remember a series of books about individual children who lived in other parts of the world and one of them was an eskimo. He wore animal furs and fished with his father. Sometimes he slept in an igloo. Obviously eskimos are experts at living with cold weather. Like many urban dwellers, I was always enamoured by the idea that eskimos have lots of different names for snow. I imagined they had a vocabulary that covered thin powdery snow, fluffy snowflakes, snow that threatens to become hail and snow that drifts against your igloo. It seemed right. To have a language that helps you to better define the intricacies of your environment.I was hoping to create a similar vocabulary for rain. Beforehand, I thought I would surf the net to research those mythical eskimo snow words. It wasn't too long before the bubble burst. Clearly and sadly, the "eskimos" have no more words for snow than you can find in English. The myth is just that - a myth. Disappointment deepens with the discovery that the generic term "eskimo" is a useless catch-all word that in a rather condescending, semi-racist way sought to group together all the disparate peoples of the arctic islands and wastelands of North America. They had many different languages and cultural histories - these so-called "eskimos" were never united as one race. They had as much in common with each other as the Irish have with Slovakians or Danes with the Portugese.

So with the wind slacking in my sails, on to that rain vocabulary... "gossamer" - the finest rain of all that is so light it feels like you're being doused with icing sugar dust.... to "lakedistrict" - rain that you could almost drown in - that descends in bath loads and never seems to cease.... to "eskimo" - rain of mythological proportions.

Got This Problem?

I've just watched the early evening news and they showed images of some dead people.

Now I enjoy watching action films and the like, where (obviously) actors pretend to die but I have a real issue with seeing pictures of real live, sorry, dead people. I know death and murder goes on far more than maybe I choose to believe but I find it distasteful and lacking respect. Do we have to see this sort of thing with our dinner? Is it because we are no longer easily shocked that we accept such images?

Maybe I'm the only one that thinks this way..?

21 Nov 07 Muffinhead says: sometmes its the only way to drum a message across but i have a problem with it that is its showing no respect towwards the dead person.Its not like they wll be handed a permission form to sgn to allow ther faces to appear all over national tv.Then again long go are the times of respect and honour

Recycling

I believe in recycling. I do it as much as possible. There are compost bins in the garden and near our unnecessarily large wheelie bin, there are extra bins for paper, glass and plastic/aluminium products. I bought two of the extra bins myself because our city council hasn't yet fully got its act together on recycling - even though there are leaflets and regular pronouncements about "the environment" and how cool it is to live in England's "greenest" city.

Every month or so I go to one of the city's recycling facilities to find overflowing skips and nowhere to put throwaway plastic bags. There are very few of these "facilities" around. In fact, I once launched a letter writing campaign against Somerfield supermarkets about the sudden closure of our most local facility. I mean - what is going on when in what is allegedly a more environmentally responsible age - we find recycling facilities actually closing? Crazy!

How do you easily dispose of batteries or washing machines, old computers or old TVs? Okay there are ways and means but half-hearted recyclers are more likely to just throw such items away because it is too much trouble to unearth the hidden secrets of Recycling World! It should be made easy for people - not hard as hell.

This Christmastime, how much packaging will we all dispose of? It is heart-breaking and so wrong. Producers should be forced to become far more frugal about packaging - reducing it to a bare minimum. Two weeks ago, I was in a McDonalds "restaurant" (ha!) and I saw little kids with lunchbox-style kiddies' meals containing crappy plastic "gifts" which would excite a normal child for no more than fifteen seconds. They shouldn't be allowed to produce that plastic crap nor the cardboard boxes - it is such a blatant waste of this planet's precious resources. Why are some human beings so stupid?

Movie Weekend

Went to see the Meryl Streep, Tom Cruise and Robert Redford starring flick, Lions for Lambs.

Great, strong cast and three powerful interlinked stories. Trouble is, I can't for the life of me work out the moral of this one- war is bad? war is sometimes necessary? it's good to be patriotic and die fighting terrorism? politicians only look after themselves? I just don't know- I must be missing something. Or perhaps the film makers have deliberately left it ambiguous...

Also yesterday I watched the DVD of Mel Gibson's Apocalypto. What a great film! I don't normally go a bundle for films with subtitles but this one worked for me. Quite graphic and bloody in places but well worth watching.

Just don't mention the Rozzers. I think they were bored Satuday night- two cars and four pc's. 'Nuff said. LOL


19 Nov 07 Muffinhead says: oh i do love a bit of blood n gore n im also loving the fella in ur pic is he single????i wouldnt mind being the one licking those teeth clean eeeeuw not! lol

Confession

Confession? If you are expecting me to confess to smoking crack cocaine or to masterminding a series of bank heists or to cross-dressing during shopping trips into Sheffield city centre the forget it! My confession goes back years to when I was a little lad of perhaps seven or eight.

My family were holidaying in Scotland. We had an old caravan (or trailer to Yanks) that appeared to be made from compressed cardboard. Crammed in the old car we managed to haul our mobile pre-war cardboard box on wheels all the way up to Inverness. It really was a Lynton Triumph! (name of caravan). Mind you with my three wrestling brothers in the back it didn't seem too triumphant. "Will you behave yourself!" our parents would yell intermittently.

So we made camp at the Inverness municipal site near to the old Inverness Thistle football ground and the ice rink. One day, dad decided to take us all for a drive down the southern shore of Loch Ness. This is an old military road and much less travelled than the road on the north shore. I guess we kids were excited because we had heard of the famous Loch Ness monster and we wanted to see it.

A third of the way down the lakeside - opposite Castle Urquart - we came through the pine trees to a wide bay and there as if by magic we saw grey humps moving through the water about fifty yards below. Dad stopped the car and we all got out watching the humps for perhaps three or four minutes before they disappeared beneath the surface.

The following day in the Inverness local paper there was a report about a sighting of "Nessie" from the castle ramparts opposite that bay at exactly the time that we came through the pine trees. Afterwards, maybe embarrassed, our parents tried to argue away what we had seen - as if believing in the Loch Ness Monster might shame them but I know what I saw that bright afternoon - forever imprinted in my memory - the mystery that is Nessie moving through the water - and this wasn't something I dreamed. It was there - clear as the apple trees in our garden... Seeing is believing. I haven't seen God but I saw that "monster".

Nutrition and Health

We keep being told the UK has one of the highest levels of Heart Disease and that we must change our diet.

This is just a bit of fun but made me think maybe we need to change our ways not our diet...

1. Japanese eat very little fat and suffer fewer heart attacks than us.

2. Mexicans eat a lot of fat and suffer fewer heart attacks than us.

3. Chinese drink very little red wine and suffer fewer heart attacks than us.

4. Italians drink excessive amounts of red wine and suffer fewer heart attacks than us.

5. Germans drink beer and eat lots of sausages and suffer fewer heart attacks than us.

CONCLUSION: Eat and drink what you like.

Speaking English is apparently what kills you.



23 Nov 07 Lisa says: ROTFLMAO!!! Thats a good one!!

Disease

Well, not really a disease at all but it seems like one. I had never heard of the damned condition until my wife, Shirley, contracted it in September - at the same time as my mother's death. What is it? It's Henoch-Schönlein purpura (HSP) - an inflammatory condition of small blood vessels in the skin, bowels and kidneys, called vasculitis.

"When blood vessels become inflamed, they may bleed into the skin, causing the classical bruising or purpuric rash. Bleeding may also occur at other affected sites. HSP occurs when the individual's immune system fails to fight an infection like it should.

The exact cause remains a mystery, but it can be sparked off by infections, medicines, vaccinations, insect bites, cold weather and exposure to certain chemicals. The condition is not contagious. The symptoms include the skin rash mentioned earlier around the elbows, buttocks and upper thighs, joint pains and stomach pain.Fever, vomiting and diarrhoea may also feature and blood may be passed in the stool and urine if bleeding occurs in the bowel or kidneys. The initial symptoms may last for up to six weeks. There is no specific treatment for HSP, which usually gets better spontaneously.

The symptoms of any associated infection have to be treated on their own merits. Anti-inflammatory medicines can be prescribed to ease the joint pains. Treatment with steroids may be required if there is distress particularly due to the abdominal pain. Most sufferers therefore have an uneventful recovery with no long-term problems. Unfortunately, the kidneys may become involved within three months of onset in around 50 per cent of older children and 25 per cent of those under age two. Symptoms such as protein and blood occurring in the urine and a persistence of the rash are indications of the kidneys being involved in the disease process. "

Shirley has been battling the condition since mum's funeral. She was off work for six weeks, put on heavy duty steroids, made numerous hospital visits and is due to have a scan on Sunday with an appointment with a kidney specialist next week. It has been a difficult time, a very trying time but she seems to be well over the worst of it though the little urine sticks in the shower room keep saying that there are still traces of blood and protein in her urine so there may still be kidney issues to contend with. She has been brave throughout it all though one evening I had to hug her through an outburst of sheer distress.

If you had seen her legs at the height of this thing you would have been quite shocked - I know I was and so were some of her work colleagues - all healthcare professionals who had never before seen this condition in an adult. Whoever Henoch and Schonlein were, they should not have invented this sonofabitch disease... judging by the names they were probably mad scientists in Hitler's labs!

Perfect Tuna Mayo

One can of Tuna, flaked


One can of Sweetcorn


Mayonnaise, more than you think necessary


A splash or two of Worcestershire Sauce


One to two desert spoons of strong spreadable Cheddar cheese

Mix together and serve on it's own, as a filling for a sandwich with wholemeal bread or as a topping to a baked jacket Potato.

Mmmm.

11th November

For all the members of our Armed Services who gave their lives in conflicts across the world.

We remember.














11 Nov 07 Annon says: yup yup here here me too

Disney Fact

This morning I spent a brief few moments in bed reading the manual for my recently acquired Disney branded MP3 player.

Apparently the noise from a Rocket launch pad has been measured at around 180 Decibels and constant exposure to this can be dangerous.

I'd better be careful then.

New Office

Some of you might know (or be interested to know) that we moved office last weekend. So far we have had one week of barely controlled chaos but things look to be settling down. Or atleast should do next week.

This is the view from one of my windows. Yeah, that's right: Windows, plural! Doesn't look bad does it? For those with good eyesight, those really are horses. LOL

Poetry

Cahersherkin

Along the curlew lane befoxed and badgered
Where thorn bushes bend from the wind
And rain slants greyly under leaden skies
Beyond the hidden surface of the Lickeen Lake
Beyond the tumbledown farm of long ago
And the sharp bend where Paddy turned his Fiat
Up past the old quarry by whispering pines
Behind the rennovated school buildings
That were once alive with the laughter
Of labourers’ children and a bronze bell tolling.

You can see it from afar
Especially on black velvet nights when
Rather like boats riding a rolling sea
Electric beacons mark the scattered homesteads
From Corofin to Spanish Point.
Where a cradled violin wails plaintively
It’s there near that black horizon
Flickering like a distant buoy
Guiding you safely home -
If you could only remember the way…

Pot-tastic Coils

As promised last week: My latest Coil Pot decorated with Colbolt Oxide and Bright Red-Orange glaze and just a touch of Porcelain Green.

Entry for November 06, 2007

Mum is getting sick again.




6 Nov 07 Annon says: come on come ere big hugs me loves xxxx

Walk

Shhh! Don't tell anybody but there is more parkland within the boundaries of the city of Sheffield than in any other British city apart from London. This morning I needed to get out. I have been sitting on my ass too long recently so just three miles from our house, I park up by the stables on Shotts Lane - still inside the city limits, near the exclusive and well-heeled suburban village of Dore. I take a five mile autumn walk - as I say, mainly for the exercise - get the old heart pumping - and for once, I remembered to take my digital camera along so that I could share these images of southern Sheffield with Blogworld....

And shhh! Don't tell anyone in Sheffield about the walks round Blacka Moor as so few Sheffielders seem to realise that this lovely haven of nature is just around the corner. This morning the sun had to try hard to break through a thin cloud cover but when it did, another lovely autumn day was revealed... Next year why not try Sheffield for your holidays?