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<title>The Problem With Cinema</title>
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Location: Croydon
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<![CDATA[<p>Another thing it's taken me over a week to mention is that Jan and I went to the cinema to (finally) see <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1174732/" title="Internet Movie Database: An Education">An Education</a>. This isn't particularly a review of that. Suffice to say I can see why it got awards nominations. It's a "critics film", all so neatly put together and appealing to their general sensibilities. Neither Jan nor I thought it was that great (quite boring at times, actually). Personally I found the lead character a little unbelievable (however well acted) and far to towards a clich&eacute;d idea of critic's intelligence (oh look, she speaks fluent French and plays music and...). The ending was also predictable (oh look, it all goes pear shaped and she does her exams and gets where she's going) and possibly a bit rushed given how long it took to get there. Three stars, I suppose.</p>]]>
<![CDATA[<p>Anyway, back to the point. Perhaps one of the reasons the movie seemed to drag some is the length of time it took to actually start. I couldn't help but be reminded of the recent cartoon (not sure of original source, this is <a href="http://www.makeuseof.com/tech-fun/pirated-dvd-vs-legal-dvd/" title="Make Use Of: Pirated v Legal DVD">lifted from here</a>) comparing watching a pirated DVD to watching a legitimately bought one:</p>
<div class="containbox"><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/03/pirateddvd.png"><img src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/03/pirateddvd.png" title="Click for full view" alt="Cartoon comparing the quickness of watching a pirated DVD to the amount of irrelevant rubbish one has to go through with a legit copy" /</a>></div>
<p>I wasn't particularly timing but a for a movie time of ten to nine didn't even get to the adverts proper until about ten past. Until then we were treated to a dull loop of a small number of provincial still ads. Amongst these was the one warning not to attempt to record the forthcoming delights (if we can stay awake long enough to do so), over and over again. This is what irks a lot of people. Given the not insubstantial money paid out for the privilege to sit in the establishment they decide we must all be potential criminals. If they're that worried about revenue perhaps they should look at the fact we just wandered in without even the hint of tickets being checked, no staff in sight.</p>
<p>The still ads give way to ads you've probably seen a hundred times before on TV (your here to see a <em>movie</em>. Just slow down there...) Eventually the trailers arrive; these are the least objectionable aspect in at least they may show what else you'd like to wait eternity to see but I'm pretty sure that they also include yet another reminder that piracy is bad, yeh, as if you the legitimate customer who has already paid and is <em>sitting in a cinema, for fuck's sake</em> are obviously just there to see what to rip off the internets later.</p>
<p>The movie started eventually. I think Jan and I had to nudge each other to wake up for it. The thing is I can't think of another entertainment where this would happen. Theatre tends to run roughly to time, and doesn't bombard you with ads and injunctions not to be a criminal. Gigs notoriously start late but again, no adds, and normally a warm up act; besides, that actually builds anticipation. Imagine if football matches didn't start at the published kick off time but flashed up ad after ad, all the while telling you not to steal the balls. It's frustrating and it's wrong and that's why people get sick of the cinema and turn to DVD, where they get sick of the cartoon and turn to other means.</p>
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<dc:creator>norcimo</dc:creator>
<dc:date>2010-03-13T12:24:22+00:00</dc:date>
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<title>Bedroom, Baking. Bored, Bolognese`</title>
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Mood: Bouncy
Location: Croydon
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<![CDATA[<p>Things I did at the weekend part umpty-two. Not all B-words were performed at once.</p>

<p><span class=blogaside">Er, last weekend. This is about a week late by now...</span></p>

<p>It all started off simply enough on Saturday when Jan and I decided we really should clean under the bed properly (we'd been putting it off quite long enough for fear of what beasts might be lurking there in). I could post pictures of the frankly disgusting blackness we'd been hiding ourselves away from but I don't want to disturb anyone more than necessary. Suffice to say we set about attacking it armed with water, bleach and a mop. Nobly I dipped the mop into the the bucket of diluted bleach, lifted it out---and the mop head promptly fell off, with perfect comedy timing. These things just happen to me. Turns out the mop was a bit <em>too</em> old, and had corroded away at the base. So it was off to a local hardware store for a new mop and, as we were there, a new brush and even a better bucket. (<a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?q=hardware+store&cd=1&ei=iDCNS6yaJOXMjAeotojDBg&sig2=YetgD9NLKWSThAQO2gcLyw&sll=51.382227,-0.073214&sspn=0.013874,0.02871&ie=UTF8&hl=en&view=map&cid=7459339188250420530&ved=0CBgQpQY&hq=hardware+store&hnear=&ll=51.382549,-0.069791&spn=0.006951,0.022531&z=16" title="Finche's Hardware" rev="vote-for">A <em>proper</em> hardware store</a> at that, with bits of chain, screws and unidentifiable things in its Aladdin's cave interior. It's not even the only one nearby).</p>

<p>Suitably armed we (well, mainly me as we only had one set of marigolds) set about the task, with mop and scrubber. What a wonderful way to spend a Saturday (warning: previous sentence may not be true). The best part was probably that moving around the furniture in the bedroom to make room for all this cleaning did reveal Jan's thought lost disposable camera, so she may now actually finish the film off and we can find out what forgotten captured moments are on it.</p>]]>
<![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/03/IMG_1017.JPG"><img alt=Carrot Cake, Rock Buns and Gingerbread Things" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/03/IMG_1017-thumb.JPG" class="decor"" /></a>Sunday was much more fun though, in its own way. I baked some more (gingerbread things because we'd randomly found and bought some more cutter shapes, carrot cake and Jan's insistence, which turned out to be a <em>much</em> bigger cake than intended, rock buns because they're nice).</p>

<p>Baking over though it turned out that we were <em>bored</em>. We went for a walk "that way" on the premise that there'd probably be some pub to find at least. Turns out there wasn't. Once we've managed to go round in a loop, we decided we were still <em>bored</em> and bored of round the corner so we ended up walking all the way into town to the <a href="http://www.greendragoncroydon.co.uk/" title="The Green Dragon, Croydon" rev="vote-for">Dragon</a>.</p>

<p>There we at least had nice <a href="http://www.darkstarbrewing.co.uk/" title="Dark Star Brewery" rev="vote-for">beer</a> and we could sit and people watch. Then it was back home for the final B (before that other B, bed). Bolognese cooked by Jan; very tasty</p>
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<dc:date>2010-03-08T20:44:37+00:00</dc:date>
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<![CDATA[<p>As I seem to be documenting baking more than anything else here at the moment, this weeks efforts were an apple and blackberry pie I more or less made up and a banana loaf from Nigella's Domestic Goddess:</p>

<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/02/IMG_0960.JPG"><img alt="" title="A lovely banana loaf" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/02/IMG_0960-thumb.JPG" class="decorstand" /></a></p>

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<dc:creator>norcimo</dc:creator>
<dc:date>2010-02-01T23:04:17+00:00</dc:date>
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Location: Earth (or home as it's otherwise known)
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<![CDATA[<p>We really need to get <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/2004/01/lets_go_to_mars.shtml" title="A Previous Blog Post">that Mars programme</a> rolling to go and bring the <a href="http://xkcd.com/695/" title="XKCD: Spirit">poor little rover</a> home<sup><a href="#3e1735212wNote">*</a></sup>. Seriously though; given it was supposed to last 90 days, it's been one hell of a successful <a href="http://www.marsroverblog.com/" title="The Mars Rover Blog">mission</a>!</p>

<p><span id="3e1735212wNote" class="footnote">It's just possible that my youth may have been overly influenced by such things as <a href="http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0091949/" title="IMDB: Short Circuit">Short Circuit</a>, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/K-9_%28Doctor_Who%29" title="Doctor Who's K9 on Wikipedia">Doctor Who's K9</a>, and friendly robots like <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Twiki" title="Wikipedia:Twiki">Twiki</a>. I think that Spirit deserves to be brought home, or at least have a museum built around it so the nasty Martian dust won't bother its solar cells.</span></p>]]>


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<dc:creator>norcimo</dc:creator>
<dc:date>2010-01-29T18:30:30+00:00</dc:date>
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Mood: Satisfied
Location: A Croydon kitchen
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<![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0955.JPG"><img alt="IMG_0955.JPG" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0955-thumb.JPG" alt="" title="Lemon and Almond cake" class="decor" /></a><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0954.JPG"><img alt="IMG_0954.JPG" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0954-thumb.JPG" al"" title="Snickerdoodles" class="decor" /></a>
<p>As I had a recent birthday the wonderful Pixie presented me with <a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/How-Domestic-Goddess-Comfort-Cooking/dp/0701171081/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1264542271&sr=8-1" title="How to be a Domestic Goddess on Amazon">How to be a Domestic Goddess</a> as <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nigella_Lawson" title="Wikipedia: NIgella Lawson">Nigella Lawson</a> does lots of cakey goodness :-)</p>
<p>Of course, I had to test some things out at the weekend. A cake (lemon and almond), lovely snickerdoodles, and, just for the hell of it, some fairy cakes!</p>
<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0950.JPG"><img alt="IMG_0950.JPG" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0950-thumb.JPG" alt="" title="The results of being a domestic god(dess)" class="decorstand" style="clear:right;" /></a>]]>


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<dc:creator>norcimo</dc:creator>
<dc:date>2010-01-26T22:04:05+00:00</dc:date>
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Mood: Amused
Location: Croydon
Tags: <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/tag/Penguins" rel="tag">Penguins</a>  <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/tag/drawing" rel="tag">drawing</a>  <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/tag/clothes" rel="tag">clothes</a>  <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/tag/amusing" rel="tag">amusing</a>  <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/tag/funny" rel="tag">funny</a>  <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/tag/Mam" rel="tag">Mam</a> 

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<![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.nokickingpenguins.org/" title="No Kicking Penguins"><img alt="nkp.jpg" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/nkp.jpg" alt="" title="The No Kicking Penguins drawing" class="decor" /></a>How had I missed this so long. <a href="http://www.nokickingpenguins.org/" title="No Kicking Penguins">No Kicking Penguins</a>. Brilliant! Mam would have wanted a <a href="http://www.zazzle.com/mens_shirt-235881138623028732" title="No Kicking Penguins T-Shirt on Zazzle">t-shirt</a>.</p>]]>


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<dc:date>2010-01-26T19:55:24+00:00</dc:date>
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Mood: Relief
Location: London, more of less
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<![CDATA[<p>A post in which everything is just going to get dumped, because it won't get anywhere otherwise (everything I think to post about doesn't happen because I feel I really should finish this off first). Really September since the last post?!! There will by way of compensation be pictures. So without further ado...</p>
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<li><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/2010/01/info_dump.shtml#TOC01">Quite A Bit More Baking</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/2010/01/info_dump.shtml#TOC02">Wandering From Corbridge To Hexham</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/2010/01/info_dump.shtml#TOC03">Football, Live Before Your Eyes</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/2010/01/info_dump.shtml#TOC04">Scary Night</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/2010/01/info_dump.shtml#TOC05">Ralph, Dinner</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/2010/01/info_dump.shtml#TOC06">Dylan Moran Is Funny</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/2010/01/info_dump.shtml#TOC07">Mince Pies and Christmas Cake</a></li>
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<![CDATA[<h4 id="TOC01">Quite A Bit More Baking</h4>
<p>The baking has continued apace, with biscuits now included, and cakes of course!</p>
<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0888.JPG"><img alt="Photo of a cake" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0888-thumb.JPG" title="A lovely cake" class="decor" /></a><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0901.JPG"><img alt="Photo of biscuits" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0901-thumb.JPG" title="Ginger Snaps!" /></a><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0947.JPG"><img alt="Photo of gingerbread people" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0947-thumb.JPG" title="Gingerbread men (and at least one woman)" class="decorstand" /></a></p>
<h4 id="TOC02">Wandering From Corbridge To Hexham</h4>
<p>This is from <em>ages</em> ago, but back in September Janet and I went for a little wander from Corbridge to Hexham (following the second walk detailed on <a href="http://www.nationaltrail.co.uk/HadriansWall/downloads.asp?PageId=89" title="Tyne Valley Train Trails">this page</a>---<a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/12/Train_Trails_West_2_Corbridge_to_Hexham.pdf">local PDF</a>). I did buy a proper <abbr title="Ordnance Survey">OS</a> map of the area just in case, but actually only looked at it a couple of times towards the end of the walk, to double check we were taking the right road and path back towards Hexham. We saw some sheep, a horse, and a man with a dog, though not all at once. The woods were pretty nice once we reached them, even if muddy in places. Best photo is <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0816-thumb.JPG">me looking completely deranged</a> though!</p>
<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0795.JPG"><img alt="" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0795-thumb.JPG" title="Quite near the start of the journey" class="decorstand" /><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0812.JPG"><img alt="" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0812-thumb.JPG" title="In the woods" class="decor" /></a><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0816.JPG"><img alt="" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0816-thumb.JPG" title="A scary man in the woods" /></a></a></p>
<h4 id="TOC03" style="clear:both">Football, Live Before Your Eyes</h4>
<p>In a concerted effort to see more of the game in the flesh (and strangely it's over a year since the last post in the <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/football">Football category</a>) I've actually been to some <a href="www.nufc.co.uk" title="Newcastle United Football Club">Newcastle</a> matches this season (helped by pay-on-the-day cash turnstiles for home games). It started <a href="http://www.nufc.com/2009-10html/2009-08-22palace-a.html" title="NUFC.com Crystal Palace Away Match Report">at Crystal Palace</a>, whose ground is quite near where I live so no real excuse for not going. Quite an easy 2-0 win. A couple of home matches too, the <a href="http://www.nufc.com/2009-10html/2009-10-03bristol-city-h.html" title="NUFC.com Bristol City Home Match Report">0-0 draw with Bristol City</a> and the <a href="http://www.nufc.com/2009-10html/2009-10-24doncaster-h.html" title="NUFC.com Doncaster Home Match Report">2-1 win against Doncaster<a>---Nolan's late winner is the feeling we go for, though for some reason I'd known we were going to be all right as soon as the <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/Photo0007-thumb.JPG"rainbow</a> came out.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0774.JPG"><img alt="" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0774-thumb.JPG" title="Growing crowd at Crystal Palace" class="decor" /></a><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/Photo0007.JPG"><img alt="" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/Photo0007-thumb.JPG" title="A rainbow at St James's Park" /></a></p>
<h4 id="TOC04">Scary Night</h4>
<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0873.JPG"><img alt="" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0873-thumb.JPG" title="Is it a monster?" class="decoralt" /></a>Halloween!! There was of course a pumpkin, and, er, well, that was exciting!</p>
<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0871.JPG"><img alt="" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/IMG_0871-thumb.JPG" title="pumpkins" /></a></p>
<h4 id="TOC05">Ralph, Dinner</h4>
<p>A lovely dinner with Mr Park was had, on the occasion of him turning some age with a zero at the end.</p>
<h4 id="TOC06">Dylan Moran Is Funny</h4>
<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/Photo0013.jpg"><img alt="Dylan Moran on stage" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/Photo0013-thumb.jpg"title="Dylan Moran making us laugh" class="decor" /></a>Very, very funny. Janet and I went to see just how funny at the <a href="http://www.apollo-theatre.co.uk/" title="Apollo Theatre">Apollo Theatre in London</a> no less. Windows, we have windows? (And the pixie was nice enough to buy me the <a href="http://www.amazon.co.uk/Dylan-Moran-Live-What-DVD/dp/B0029F15VW/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&s=dvd&qid=1264076589&sr=8-1" title="Dylan Moran DVD on Amazon">DVD from the tour</a> for christmas too)</p>
<h4 id="TOC07" style="clear:both">Mince Pies</h4>
<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/Xmas2009Baking04.JPG"><img alt="Some mince pies" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/Xmas2009Baking04-thumb.JPG" title="My efforts at mince pies" class="decoralt" /></a>As the master of the <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/gallery/v/random/Mince+Pies/" title="Mother's mince pies">mince pies</a> <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/2009/09/dwarfy.shtml" title="A Previous Blog Post">isn't available</a>, I had to do them myself. Nowhere near as good, though passable. The christmas cake though, was bloody good.</p>
<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/Xmas2009Baking07.JPG"><img alt="" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2010/01/Xmas2009Baking07-thumb.JPG" title="My rather yummy christmas cake" class="decorstand"style="clear:left" /></a></p>
<p><em>Eventually</em> I've posted this, almost as a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/January_21" title="Wikipedia: January 21">birthday</a> treat to myself!</p>
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Mood: Yummy
Location: Out of the kitchen, for the moment
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<![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/09/BakingWk03_05.jpg"><img alt="The caramel slices, just before being sliced" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/09/BakingWk03_05-thumb.jpg" title="A giant caramel slice" class="decor"/></a><br />
So after a break I was back into the kitchen last week and again this (before the traditional Sunday spot). Gooyness and cakey goodness follow.</p>]]>
<![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/09/BakingWk03_02.jpg"><img alt="Some orange muffins, a couple missing" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/09/BakingWk03_02-thumb.jpg" title="Orange muffins, note the missing testers!" class="decor"/></a><br />
<a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/09/BakingWk04_03.jpg"><img alt="Walnut Fudge Cake" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/09/BakingWk04_03-thumb.jpg" title="Delicious walnut fudge cake" class="decor" /></a><br />
Week 3 consisted mainly of redoing things that didn't go quite right <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/2009/08/baking_week_2.shtml" title="A Previous Blog Post">last time</a>. So muffins in muffin cases and---because the pixie likes it!---more caramel chocolatey stuff (which went a lot better but I overdid the amount of caramel).</p>

<p>This Friday saw another cake produced, this one being the most complicated so far, being richer and requiring creaming and folding in of ingrediants. I'm pleased to say that my walnut fudge cake tastes very nice!</p>
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<dc:date>2009-09-19T17:18:02+00:00</dc:date>
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<![CDATA[<p>A while ago I <a href="http://twitter.com/norcimo/statuses/3177601489" title="Quick Thought on Twitter">mentioned in passing</a> a stupidly delayed delivery. For reasons <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/2009/09/pixie_ring.shtml" title="Previous Blog Post">now more obvious</a> I couldn't say anything more about it at the time. The delivery was indeed of that ring, and now I'm free to rant about it...</p>]]>
<![CDATA[<p>The ring was chosen by Jan and I looking at them on the internet (otherwise we'd never actually manage to get organised enough) and came from <a href="http://www.hsamuel.co.uk" title="H Samuel">H Samuel</a>. I ordered on the Sunday morning, taking advantage of free next day delivery. Order confirmation email received, that meant I expected to receive the package Tuesday.</p>
<p>Around lunchtime the following day (Monday) I received a "security call" from H Samuel's, which basically asked me a load of questions to which I could barely remember the answers. I must have satisfied them enough that I really am me though as the helpful woman finally declared she was "releasing the order" (or something like that). At quarter past five that evening I received an email confirming the order had been despatched.</p>
<p>I told Jan that I was expecting a delivery which needed signed for (I didn't tell her what, but she was to work it out quickly enough). So she diligently waited in Tuesday. Nothing appeared. Thinking to give the delivery process the benefit of the doubt I reasoned that as the despatch confirmation didn't come until gone five Monday, then next day would count as Wednesday (hardly as advertised but I'm reasonable).</p>
<p>Wednesday of course also came and went without sign of a delivery, leaving me to phone H Samuel's helpline on Thursday morning (usefully their helpline is open until five, which means you could still in theory receive a delivery after it's closed). The guy on the help line left me on hold while he phoned the delivery firm. Apparently the delivery firm claimed to have attempted delivery at half seven Tuesday morning. There are several problems with this:</p>
<ol>
<li>Janet and I aren't that heavy sleepers---Janet in particular was almost certainly awake at that time. The door buzzer is loud, the bedroom window (on the ground floor by the main building door) was open.</li>
<li>A 07:30 delivery time clearly contradicts the <a href="http://www.hsamuel.co.uk/webstore/static/customerservice/delivery.do#receive_order" title="H Samuel Expected Delivery Times">times stated on H Samuel's website</a> (between 08:00--18:00). If we hadn't have been in, we would have been justified by our not yet expecting a delivery.</li>
<li><em>There was no card</em>. No sign at all, in fact, that any attempt at a delivery had been made. Neither the delivery firm nor H Samuel seemed concerned at this lack of delivery of a rushed next day item requiring a signature (I presume H Samuel didn't know until I informed them but that does make one wonder how eagerly they're therefore tracking delivery to their customer)</li>
</ol>
<p>The helpline guy assured me that a redelivery would be made Friday, between 09:00--17:00 (yet another set of delivery times, contradicting H Samuel's and the supposed 07:30 original; I confess I got a bit upset at that through my frustration). Much to our surprise the item in question did arrive on the Friday afternoon, delivered, I'm assured, by some relative of the Stig. Delivery Stig wouldn't hand it over until Janet had scrambled to find something with my name and address on mind.</p>
<p>So there we have it, a tale of poor service in the delivery industry. Except there's one final little sting. The following Monday I received a <em>letter</em> from the delivery company, dated the 8th August (i.e. the day I'd complained to H Samuel, who had contacted them and apparently galvanised them into action). It told me they had a delivery they hadn't been able to complete and I might like to rearrange delivery! So my moral is, if someone is using <a href="http://www.thedx.co.uk/" title="Secure Mail Services" rev="vote-against">Secure Mail Services</a> for deliveries, be a little wary!</p>
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<dc:creator>norcimo</dc:creator>
<dc:date>2009-09-18T23:13:32+00:00</dc:date>
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<![CDATA[Music: That of love!
Mood: Happy happy happy!!

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<![CDATA[<p>I <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/2009/09/dwarfy.shtml" title="Previous blog post">mentioned that I recently had encountered two things which change life</a>. This is the very happy second thing. In short, I became engaged to my pixie.</p>]]>
<![CDATA[<p>When Janet and I met I doubt either of us envisioned that we'd end up here together. We knew we liked each other---as evidenced by a (slightly tipsy) admittance and kiss outside the Metropole---but we still had to chase each other for quite a while. Janet might tell you that she didn't want to know what love is, simply wanted to get on a magic bus, but all I know is she makes my life's journey magic.</p>

<p>I'm very happy that Jan eventually met me off a train, and that started an adventure that saw us split by hundreds of miles and reunited in unfamiliar surrounds (and I can not say how amazed and happy her following me has made me). So it was natural that I'd ask for her hand---and natural that it wouldn't quite go smooth for us; the bit of Saltwell Park I'd intended to ask her in being closed off at the moment leaving me to resort to the bottom of the dean. But in the end it doesn't matter, because she said yes!!</p>

<p>I'm unbelievably proud and still smiling that she actually said yes!</p>
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<dc:subject>Moments</dc:subject>
<dc:creator>norcimo</dc:creator>
<dc:date>2009-09-18T23:12:36+00:00</dc:date>
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<![CDATA[Music: Doris Day, The Deadwood Stage (Whip Crack Away) [From Calamity Jane]
Mood: Sad

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<![CDATA[<img alt="Joan Park 10 October 1949&ndash;24 August 2009" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/09/MamWatchingToon.jpg" title="Mam watching the Toon; sod the cancer!" class="decorstand" />
<p>There are some things that certainly change life. I've recently had two. The next post covers the happier of these. This post deals with the terrably sad one. On 24 August my mother, Joan Park, formerly Scott, n&eacute;e Hetherington---aka Dwarfy, Joany Heather, mam---lost her fight with the cancer which we'd only found out a few months before was taking her. She fought it to the end. And she was her brilliant self to the end. As a sort of formality, and to save me repeating some of the dry details, the <a href="http://remembrance.chroniclelive.co.uk/search.cfm?action=view&subaction=remembrance&remembranceId=452495494" title="Joan's death notice in Chronicle">notice of her death in the local paper is online here</a> (I just realised the date beneath her name there is May, though the text correctly says August as appeared in the actual paper. The <a href="http://remembrance.chroniclelive.co.uk/search.cfm?action=view&subaction=remembrance&remembranceId=458063253" title="Acknowledgement in local paper">acknowledgement is here</a>, (<a href="http://remembrance.chroniclelive.co.uk/search.cfm?action=view&subaction=remembrance&remembranceId=458072540" title="Repeat of acknowledgements">and also here</a>---the first appeared under deaths so they put it back in the next night in the correct section!)---she always did like to read the hatches, matches and dispatches.</p>
<p>This isn't going to be a huge post with every reminiscence of her I could muster. There may be one at some point---here or some other place---but a few words, because how could there not be?</p>]]>
<![CDATA[<p>To say my mother was the greatest influence on me is something of an understatement. A quick glance at the (in need of some updating) <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/about/person.shtml" title="About Me">about me page on this blog</a> mentions her giving me many things. What that about page doesn't mention that she gave me was all the love and warmth in the world. And all the nurturing to become <em>me</em>.</p>
<p>There are so many things. Mam was the person who would make me laugh the most, for her sense of humour was mine. She made me think the most, for a quicker, more intelligent person I haven't met. It is her fault that I'm a Geordie, that I'm not scared of horror movies, that I bake, that I love, that castles fascinate me, that railways captivate me, that anything interests me, that I know so many things, have seen so many things, that I know what bravery and resolve look like. That I know organisation; she had written instructions and letters and faced things as only my dwarfy could.</p>
<p>I wanted to put something here, because this needs marking. But I don't think I can put anything too sensable, too clever---I can feel myself rambling away, losing the threads in all the memories. So, for now, until I have the hours and hours needed to collect those thoughts and memories, I'll leave with the piece I read at her funeral (so typically non-religious, with a command for bright colours). It's not as good as the piece she'd written herself, ready for it, but it'll do, for now.</p>
<blockquote>
<p>Joan Park. Joan Scott; Joan Hetherington; dwarfy ;-) Even Theresa
Brannigan. Aunty Joan to many, related or not, friend to all. My mam
was known to, and is missed by, so many of us. Always interested in
whatever people had to say--and always clever and quick to understand.
Even when I went to university I would tell her what I'd been "doing
at school today", just as when I was little--and then have the
pleasure of explaining everything until she was happy she'd understood
enough. A mind of what she would call useless information she' had
invariably "read in a book" I don't know where I'll be now when
stumped with something on so many randomly diverse subjects and can't
just say, "my mam will know". Actually, I don't know where I'll be now
that she isn't around to just look after me, or sort things out; to
just be her. Afraid of nothing, except maybe spiders and heights--she
took me to the top of Newcastle Keep only to not be able to get out
the door to the roof. She took me everywhere, always tried to give the
answers--seemed to know everything--made me laugh and smile. And it's
typical that she left careful instructions for all this for when she
isn't around to do it herself. That we shouldn't be sad, but happy.
That we shouldn't be gray but colourful. And so we'll party and
remember the joy, and the laughter of the greatest, funniest, most
caring, simply amazing person I have ever been lucky enough to have
known.</p>
<p>I said that my mam was known to many, by whatever name. There's one I
didn't mention, for to me she'll be forever simply my mammy and I will
always miss and love her.</p>
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<p>The only part Thackeray got wrong is it is not just when we are little children that mother is the word for god on our hearts and lips.</p>
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<dc:subject>Moments</dc:subject>
<dc:creator>norcimo</dc:creator>
<dc:date>2009-09-18T23:11:28+00:00</dc:date>
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<![CDATA[Music: White Stripes
Mood: Cake-tastic
Location: A kitchen in Croydon
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<![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/08/BakingWk02_01.JPG"><img alt="The results of baking" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/08/BakingWk02_01-thumb.JPG" title="Cake and muffins" class="decoralt" /></a></p>

<p>Last week, unannounced to most of the world, I baked a simple fruit cake. This week, things got a bit more adventurous. The kitchen is still standing, though it really could do with being bigger.</p>]]>
<![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/08/BakingWk02_02.JPG"><img alt="Muffins!" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/08/BakingWk02_02-thumb.JPG" title="Muffins!!" class="decoralt" /></a></p>

<p>After the success of last week's fruit cake (it was nice!) I moved on. Random baking products have been accumulating over the past week or two. This week it was the time to cook many things. So I started of with orange breakfast muffins. They are pretty nice, but suffer from discovering that we only had bun cases, not muffin cases (now rectified), which made them a bit small. The big ones are nicer.</p>

<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/08/BakingWk02_03.JPG"><img alt="Photograph of my orange and spice cake" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/08/BakingWk02_03-thumb.JPG" title="Orange and spice cake---yummy!" class="decoralt" /></a></p>

<p>At that point my scales gave up actually working (perhaps due to having egg on them, perhaps not), which isn't convenient. So we made a trip to Ikea to find some new ones, and of course other things because it's Ikea. On returning I got on with the orange and spice cake, which turned out to be pretty damn fine---even the none cakey pixie agrees it's nice.</p>

<p>We won't mention or have pictures of the third baking attempt today---the caramel slices going a bit wrong (I think I got confused over quantities of ingredients as I tried to get the right amount for my baking tray). On a brighter note, the original scales have started to work again, so now there's two sets for the next adventure.</p>
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<dc:date>2009-08-09T20:22:10+00:00</dc:date>
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<title>As I Like It</title>
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<![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/08/Globe01.JPG"><img alt="Photograph of the Globe stage" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/08/Globe01-thumb.JPG" title="The stage at the Globe" class="decor" /></a></p>

<p>In the continuing effort to find things to do, Janet and I went all cultural (and I'm actually updating this blog with such in a reasonable time scale!)</p>

<p>They say <q cite="As You Like It">All the world's a stage</q> but it was the reconstructed <a href="http://www.shakespeares-globe.org/" title="Shakespeare's Globe Theatre">Globe</a> which supplied that to entertain us, with a performance of Shakespeare's <i class="title"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/As_You_Like_It" title="Wikipedia: As You Like It">As You Like It</a></i> [<a href="http://www.gutenberg.org/dirs/etext98/2ws2510h.htm" title="As You Like It">full text on Project Gutenberg</a>] (from which that quotation comes). Very enjoyable it was too (despite a desperate need for the toilet near the interval). The Globe really is a wonderful reconstruction---no one is entirely sure what the original would have looked like but the present day version certainly seems to give a sense of what it would have been like, complete with those standing members of the audience (and the actors) getting wet in the rain! It was quite a surprise to me to find the cast moving into and about that audience so much (Jaques [Tim McMullan] appearing at the end of our high up row at one point, unheeded until he spoke such was our engrossment).</p>

<p>In all it was all very jolly. I'd sort of forgotten how enjoyable (particularly Dominic Rowan's Touchstone) Shakespeare can actually be when you see it performed, rather than reading the script on page or screen. If you get the chance to see it as it should be like this then I highly recommend it.</p>]]>
<![CDATA[<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/08/Globe02.JPG"><img alt="Audience at the Globe" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/08/Globe02-thumb.JPG" title="The Audience" class="decorstand" /></a></p>

<p><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/08/Globe03.JPG"><img alt="Photograph of interior of the Globe" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/08/Globe03-thumb.JPG" title="More Globe" class="decorstand" /></a></p>
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<dc:creator>norcimo</dc:creator>
<dc:date>2009-08-02T18:09:21+00:00</dc:date>
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<title>Three Times Here, Three Times This</title>
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Tags: <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/tag/Manchester" rel="tag">Manchester</a>  <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/tag/Oasis" rel="tag">Oasis</a>  <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/tag/Gig" rel="tag">Gig</a>  <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/tag/Big+Wheel" rel="tag">Big+Wheel</a>  <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/tag/The" rel="tag">The</a>  <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/tag/Enemy" rel="tag">Enemy</a>  <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/tag/Kasabian" rel="tag">Kasabian</a>  <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/tag/Hyde+Park" rel="tag">Hyde+Park</a>  <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/tag/Science" rel="tag">Science</a>  <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/tag/BCA" rel="tag">BCA</a>  <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/tag/pixie" rel="tag">pixie</a> 

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<![CDATA[<p>Be amazed as I once again prove I haven't forgotten the password for posting here. It's a long overdue post, full of exciting business and stuff. So on we go...!</p>
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<lI><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/2009/07/three_times_her.shtml#TOC01">Went Here</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/2009/07/three_times_her.shtml#TOC02">Relaxed Here</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/2009/07/three_times_her.shtml#TOC03">Sign Here</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/2009/07/three_times_her.shtml#TOC04">Like This</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/2009/07/three_times_her.shtml#TOC05">Eat This</a></li>
<li><a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/2009/07/three_times_her.shtml#TOC06">Saw This</a></li>]]>
<![CDATA[<h4 id="TOC01">Went Here</h4>
<p>To Manchester, for a long weekend. Janet and I wandered round a lot, found pubs which were running out of beer (due to all the people being there for the same reason as us), and found a man who danced in no relation to the music he was playing. We came to the general conclusion that Manchester is in many ways a bit like the strange love child of Croydon and Newcastle. Personally I thought it lacked it certain <em>something</em>, maybe a sense of its own history, or of not just being a collection of perfectly formed modern experiences. It does have a big wheel though, which meant we got to add to our wheel collection (now at a staggering two, with the <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/2008/09/just_a_quick_no.shtml" title="A Previous Blog Post">York one</a>). Of course we foolishly got on at night, so could see little but twinkling lights from we knew not where.</p>
<h5>And Saw This</h5>
<a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/07/Manchester_12.jpg"><img alt="Oasis playing to Manchester Heaton Park" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/07/Manchester_12-thumb.jpg" class="decor" title="Oasis rock the crowd" /></a>
<p>We were in Manchester mainly to see <a href="http://www.oasisinet.com/" title="Oasis">Oasis</a> <a href="http://www.last.fm/event/805364" title="Last.fm event page">play on the Sunday</a> though. They were supported by The Enemy and Kasabian. It has to be said that it's not every gig you wander into and have The Enemy playing in the background as you make your long way to the bar. Oasis rocked as you might expect. Stood in a field as they played us into the rainy night. Watching aliens may have thought us religious, and in some ways maybe we were. They even made me like them covering I Am The Walruss at the end. Not as much as I did Live Forever mind.</p>
<h4 id="TOC02">Relaxed Here</h4>
<a href="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/07/Hyde_Park_012.jpg"><img alt="Janet sitting in Hyde Park" src="http://www.norcimo.com/blog/archives/upload/2009/07/Hyde_Park_012-thumb.jpg" class="decoralt" title="Janet in Hyde Park" /></a>
<p>Back from Manchester we also had a visit out to Hyde Park, on a very pleasant Saturday in mid-June (yes, I haven't posted in that long!). Apparently the queen had some sort of birthday that day, and the aircraft passing over me (including red arrows) weren't just there for to welcome us to the park. It was all very nice until we wandered through the long grass and Janet had a hayfever induced sneezing fit, quite unable to stop for minutes!</p>
<h4 id="TOC03">Sign Here</h4>
<p>Simon Singh is a vastly respected science communicator (I'll personally recommend his books <span class="title">Fermat's Last Theorem</span> and <span class="title">The Code Book</span>). In 2008 he wrote a piece for The Guardian which discussed some of the claims made by some chiropractors that are simply without foundation (such as it being able to treat colic). There's such a thing as the British Chiropractic Association. Rather than respond and say, "here's why you're wrong, here's our evidence", which they were given ample opportunity to do, they decided to sue Simon for liable (presumably because, actually, such evidence for their members techniques being able to treat diseases such as colic doesn't exist). This is frankly a stupid and disgusting way to hold debate on your supposedly scientific practices. Simon now faces lengthy (and unreasonably costly---hence the BCA's tactic) court proceedings. So go and <a href="http://www.senseaboutscience.org.uk/index.php/site/project/334" title="The law has no place in scientific disputes">sign the statement</a> trying to keep liable laws out of scientific debate. <a href="http://www.senseaboutscience.org.uk/index.php/site/project/333/" title="Sense about science coverage">More information</a> can be found on the <a href="http://www.senseaboutscience.org.uk/" title="Sense about Science">Sense about Science website</a>
<h4 id="TOC04">Like This</h4>
<p>Dear lord, has it taken since August last year to mention <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FBXGhy-QmVw/SLV8Gze692I/AAAAAAAAB-Y/Xht-40uo-JY/s1600-h/card1739.JPG" title="Indexed: Humbling">this card</a> from <a href="http://thisisindexed.com">Indexed</a>? Well, I liked it.</p>
<h4 id="TOC05">Eat This</h4>
<p>Taken me an age to post this too. Several months ago I was eating a lunchtime sandwich (tuna, mayo and sweetcorn on brown bread) and happened to read the packaging. I quote: <q>If this isn't the best product you've eaten email our quality controller at <a href="mailto:quality-control@breamsfoods.co.uk">quality-control@breamsfoods.co.uk</a></q>. Now that's one ambitious sandwich!</p>
<h4 id="TOC06">Saw This</h4>
<p>And finally for this long overdue update, back to seeing performances. Not a gig this time, but a play. Jan and I saw <a href="http://www.waitingforgodottheplay.com/">Waiting for Godot</a> at the <a href="http://www.trh.co.uk/">Theatre Royal, Haymarket</a>. Excellent performances by Ian McKellen and Patrick Stewart meant we didn't even notice Gandalf and Jean-Luc Picard on stage ;-) And no, I don't have a bloody clue what that play's about. Ah well, nothing to be done</p>
<p><span class="postedited">Photos:</span> Forgot to mention I've just put up the photos from <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/gallery/permalink/manchester" title="Manchester photos">Manchester</a> and <a href="http://www.norcimo.com/gallery/permalink/hydepark" title="Hyde Park photos">Hyde Park</a></p>
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<dc:creator>norcimo</dc:creator>
<dc:date>2009-07-19T12:39:36+00:00</dc:date>
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<title>Of Clocks, Ironing Boards and Pixies</title>
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Mood: Happy
Location: Pixie Land
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<![CDATA[<p>Those following along may know that whilst I've been working away down here in London town my girlfriend Janet, <abbr title="also known as">aka</abbr>the pixie, has been "oop north" back in Gateshead. This has not been very convenient for various reasons (not least running up and down the country on trains). Anyway, to cut a not so long story shorter, I've been pixied, on what is considered for the moment to be a foreseeably permanent basis. This means I now own a bloody ticking clock, and an ironing board (whatever for I don't know). So, welcome home baby.</p>]]>


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<dc:creator>norcimo</dc:creator>
<dc:date>2009-05-31T15:05:17+00:00</dc:date>
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