This ole house

The Public Record Office’s online version of the 1901 census now has a “search by address” facility. As a joint owner of an 1860s house, this intrigued me. Apart from a coincidence of residence, I have no connection with the people who lived here 102 years ago, but there’s something humbling about the thought of all the families coming and going during this house’s long life.

So, anyway… back in 1901, this house was occupied by William Gilbert, a plumber by trade, his wife Rebecca and their seven children. Yes, seven children. The eldest son, William, was 24 and working as a painter, while second son Arthur had already joined his father in the plumbing business, despite being only 15. Eldest daughter Ellen, aged 20, was working as a domestic servant. There were two more boys and two more girls, ranging in age from 5 to 13.

Think about that one more time. There were *nine* people living as permanent residents in this house in 1901. This is not a big house. The original structure definitely included two downstairs rooms (now a living room and dining room) and two upstairs rooms (a bedroom and the Spaghetti Factory). The extension (kitchen downstairs, bathroom upstairs) may have been there, maybe not. Whatever, this space is now filled by two people, and we often wonder whether we’re filling the house with too much crap…

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All we need is a draw!

Like just about all football fans, I frequently get the feeling that other clubs are getting my club’s share of good luck, but for the past couple of weeks, Lincoln City have been uncommonly blessed. A 1-0 win at Bournemouth on Saturday (while fellow play-off contenders Oxford, Kidderminster, York, Torquay and Cambridge all obligingly lost… I mean, really, York… 0-2 at home to Exeter) puts the Imps in the delicious position of only needing a draw at home against nothing-left-to-play-for Torquay to secure a play-off spot.

Some people should be eating their words.

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Two types of domestic toil

Here’s a longer version of something I just wrote on alt.music.mike-keneally…

Today, it being a bank holiday, traditionally a time when men are ordered by their wives to “do some things around the house”, I found myself being guided helplessly by the firm hand of tradition, albeit in a non-married (and not exactly spouse-enforced) way.

It was a wonderfully warm spring morning, the sky was blue and the sun’s rays made me feel good about cutting the grass, pulling up weeds, watering all the plants (including the French [not "freedom"] tarragon which magically appeared from a little pile of mulch for the second year running) and generally tidying up. I got dirt under my nails, my shorts started to slip down from sweaty exertion (although not quite to the point of displaying a builder’s bum) and I was enjoying myself.

A little later, I embarked upon one of the various jobs which make up the overall “make our dining room usable” project, removing all the sagging, crumbling and very old plaster from the brickwork inside one of the large cupboards under the stairs. I got plaster dust in my hair, up my nose and in my lungs. I hate the smell of old plaster, and I hate the feel of being covered in a thin, dermatitis-inducing coat of the stuff. My snot is still coming out a strange shade of brown. It was good to finish the job, clean up, have a shower and admire the bare brickwork, but I think I prefer domestic chores when I can enlist the help of Mother Nature…

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Michael Moore witch hunt

Oliver Willis pointed out this campaign to revoke Michael Moore’s Academy award for the film ‘Bowling for Columbine’. I haven’t seen the film yet, but I’ve read descriptions of how Moore supposedly used creative editing to make his point (thus rendering ‘BfC’ ineligible for the ‘Documentary’ category). If these descriptions are true, he deliberately used the film to lead the viewer’s opinions in a certain direction, but how many TV documentaries don’t do that? Every newspaper, TV news programme, history book or documentary is biased in some way. To claim otherwise would be childishly naive.

However, the main issue I have is with the witch-hunt mentality. You don’t like Michael Moore’s work? Make something better. Adhere to your own criteria and prove him wrong. And if you really feel strongly enough (and sufficiently satisfied with the evidence) to support this campaign, I hope you’ll react in the same way to any awards bestowed on Fox News.

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Safari public beta 2

Whoo! A new version of Apple’s web browser Safari appeared over the weekend. Proving that Apple do seem to listen to their users, the new version (still a public beta) now has tabbed browsing and form auto-fill functions. It’s still buggy (or ‘rich in alternative features’ if you prefer)… the ‘down’ scroll arrow doesn’t work for me unless I have the status bar showing, and it seems to have a navigation problem on phpBB and similar message boards. However, it’s getting there, and as things stand, I’m happy to use it as my default browser instead of Camino. Let’s see how I feel after a few days of solid use…

Later addition…

The scroll bug and bulletin board back button bug I could cope with, but now they’ve gone and upset Rick

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Baghdad liberated?

I’m watching the BBC evening news. I’m sure Rupert Murdoch wouldn’t be too impressed by that (see previous blog entry) but he’ll just have to stop being a cry-baby and deal with it. But I digress…

I’m seeing scenes of Iraqi people having fun, gurning for the cameras, vandalising pictures of Saddam Hussein and helping the US marines topple that huge statue. One of them even has a David Beckham T-shirt on. It’s inspiring to see them finally feeling able to express their true feelings about the regime, rather than having to wear the mask of expedient political submission.

Thought #1… despite the obvious elation, the number of people seen celebrating on the BBC footage was probably in the hundreds, rather than the thousands. Is this because the majority of people have more moderate, even pro-Saddam, views? Or is the majority anti-Saddam but still, after years of oppression, too frightened to show their views openly? I also wonder whether the effective but not-exactly-clinical military assault on Baghdad has left a large number of people cowering in cellars, wondering if they can trust either side.

Thought #2… if the jubilation in the streets does reflect a majority feeling among Iraqis, I hope we (loosely referring to the full spectrum of western organisations and governments) don’t give them cause for future disappointment. Sooner or later, they’re going to need to examine these liberating new ‘western’ values in more detail. There’s a great potential for cynical exploitation in the name of freedom. The Iraqi people deserve to enjoy the best of what modern first-world life can give.

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Another fine cross-media plug from the Dirty Digger

I wish I hadn’t dug out that URL from the Sun in the last entry. Before I knew what I was doing, I was browsing their website, and happened upon the story that the BBC is to be banned from the Ark Royal. A fairly inconsequential little non-story… until, of course, you get to the last line…

“News 24 was switched off on Sunday and replaced with Sky News”

Why, of course.

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Random thoughts on the continuing war

I haven’t written about the war in Iraq for a while. I’ve talked with friends, both on- and offline, but even though this is a fairly formal, easy-going blog, my intention is to fill the entries with at least partly-considered thoughts. And although my position regarding the war is still pretty much the same as it was a month ago, I’m having more and more trouble saying anything beyond an exasperated “fffbbgghww… oh, I dunno”. Here’s a couple of thoughts, though…

Paul Krugman’s article on patriotism is great. Here in the UK, I (and many others) have been observing with bewilderment the fundamentalist view of national loyalty that seems to be developing in the US. However, it’s building up over here. With the Sun leading the way, MPs George Galloway and Tam Dalyell have been the subjects of yet more indignant chest-beating from the populist right-wing press.

This all points to a worrying popularisation in the British press of that word… “patriotism”. I wish this word could be erased from our dictionaries. It’s a nasty, simplistic, one-dimensional little word which says more about its users than about the people whose moral standards are judged by this bogus benchmark. It’s such a restrictive concept… I love the way a lot of Britain looks, I like several personality traits found in many British people and I’d be crazy not to appreciate that we enjoy luxuries unimaginable to a third of the world’s population. But if our government (employees of me and my fellow voters) do things I disagree with, even during a war against some supposed “power of evil”, I shall act upon my right to criticise them, openly and forcefully. And so should you.

There’s been a lot of accidental deaths among the thousands of journalists in Iraq. A Pentagon spokeswoman pointed out (quite reasonably, I think) that news organisations have repeatedly been warned of the dangers of being in a war zone. Fine. But, referring partly back to the “patriotism” subject, I find this “official” stance somewhat at odds with the idea that we should unquestioningly “support our boys”. Just like the journalists, these soldiers, sailors and airmen have willingly decided to do jobs which carry the risk of armed combat. I’ll only *support* their actions if I feel that what they’re doing is justified. I will, however, always wish them a safe and unscathed return to their homes and families, something I’ll wish for every person involved in this war.

[Edited slightly the next morning... my grammar gets a little rough late at night]

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Saddam I am again

Playing around with Google People, I decided to give it an existential question to ponder. “Who is Adrian Clark?” I asked. Its answer, “Adrian Clark” was delivered with three-star confidence, but I couldn’t help noticing its estimation that, should this by some slim chance not be the case, the next most likely possibility is that I’m Saddam Hussein.

Naturally, I will check just to be certain.

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Having powerful friends is a big responsibility

It’s been a while since I wrote about my favourite Italian football club, so before I get to the point, I should probably recap on the past 10 months or so.

I wrote about my last trip to Florence, where Fiorentina’s 1-0 defeat to Lazio made it mathematically impossible for them to avoid the drop into Serie B. Their financial troubles, only partially remedied by the sale of Batistuta, Rui Costa and Toldo, meant that the club was only just allowed to compete in Serie A during 2001/02. But during the summer of 2002, the authorities stamped down on owner Vittorio Cecchi Gori’s woeful financial mismanagement, banning AC Fiorentina from competing in Serie B the following season.

By August, AC Fiorentina had ceased trading, and thanks to the last-minute actions of Diego Della Valle and his $8m investment, a new club, Fiorentina 1926 Florentia, was formed. Now, bear this next bit in mind… a number of influential Serie A club owners attempted to pressurise the Italian FA to place the new team in Serie B or C1, whereas the rules state that a new team should start from amateur level. In a sport where PR can make or break a career, this would have been ludicrous, especially as at least one plucky lower-league team would have had their promotion reversed. Eventually (and still slightly against the rules) the new club were placed in Serie C2, the lowest professional level.

Coming swiftly up to date, the now more snappily named Florentia Viola is doing rather well. Five points clear at the top of C2B (the midland subdivision), they look favourites for promotion to C1. However, once again, a number of powerful men are lobbying for direct promotion to Serie B.

This worries me. As a fan, I’d love to see Fiorentina (as they still are to most fans) sweeping up through the league and regaining their former grace. But this is surely not the way to do it. After a couple of nightmare seasons of unparalleled crowd violence, alleged refereeing inconsistency and small-time match-fixing, Italian football needs to be squeaky clean at every level. If a club is artificially hoisted through the divisions, purely because its forerunner was once great, who knows what little “favours” Juventus or AC Milan might be able to gain?

[Later edit: And as the Calciopoli scandal showed three years later, we didn't know the half of it!]

If the Florence club’s current rush of success ends in mid-table Serie B anonymity, so be it. As Rotherham, Man City and Watford have shown in England, there’s always another season.

I think it’s great that there are powerful people in Italian football who wish the best for Florentia Viola, but the club must use this influence with responsibility. They’re in a unique position, with the sort of voice that no other lower-league club has. I want to see FloVio raise the disproportionately low profile of lower-league football in Italy, not leave it behind in a puff of blue-chip smoke.

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