You have probably been wondering what connection there is
between great crested newts and the ever-growing threat to the
British way of life. How have coypu infiltrated every level of
government, and what is the real reason that speed cameras are
breeding at such an alarming rate? Is global warming really
caused by breathing? Can the answer to life, the universe and
everything be found in children's stories, and does poetry
have a role to play? Who is Henry (Fred) "Shrimp"
Houseago, and does it matter? The answers to almost all of
these vital questions will occasionally be found here.
on 23 December 2006 at 21:38
A rumour of angels
Those of you who follow these postings religiously will of
course be aware that today is Christmas Day. Some of you will
also be aware that the Eastern Daily Press does not publish
on Christmas Day.
As a result I miss a week and return to your lives on New
Year's Day, when I will have none of the usual
attractions associated with that date - looking back to the
future, forward to the past and sideways at what other
writers are saying.
I will also not be including a series of puzzles or a quiz to
demonstrate how many things I know that you don't. This
is in case you retaliate with a series of much harder puzzles
and a much longer list of things you know that I don't.
I do hope that you enjoy today and remember whose birthday it
really is. Here is Christmas described in other words by C S
Lewis:
In addition to the physical or psycho-physical universe known
to the sciences, there exists an uncreated and unconditioned
reality which causes the universe to be; this reality has a
positive structure or constitution that is usefully, though
doubtless not completely, described in the doctrine of the
Trinity; and this reality, at a definite point in time,
entered the universe we know by becoming one of its own
creatures and there produced effects on the historical level
which the normal workings of the natural universe do not
produce; and this has brought about a change in our relations
to the unconditioned reality.
Or, as Peter Berger put it, any serious inquiry into human
experience will reveal a rumour of angels.
Happy Christmas.
on 11 December 2006 at 06:00
Astonishment as carbon footprints are found in Grey
Area
The scientific consensus was disturbed last night by the
announcement of a ground-breaking discovery near East Rudham
in north-west Norfolk.
The University of East Anglia’s prestigious School of
Penguins, Chess and Road Surfacing has carried out extensive
tests on indentations found in a field on the way to
Bagthorpe and has confirmed that they are carbon footprints.
“Big ones, too,” said Prof Ian (Sam) Aufmerksam, who headed
the team out in the field. “We were amazed, especially as it
was quite cold and getting colder.”
The initial discovery was made by whole-food chef Len
“Kissme” Hardy, of Hindolveston, who is not married. He told
our reporter that the area was relatively unexplored. While
not as remote as Norfolk’s famous black hole – which is
normally situated somewhere near Reepham – it is commonly
known as the Grey Area.
“I’m not sure when any human being would have been in that
field before me,” said Mr Hardy. “Probably not for thousands
of years. Except to plant the hedge, of course.”
Asked where he thought the footprints came from, he said
there was every likelihood of at least one large carbon
roaming the area. Probably two.
“I haven’t actually seen one,” he said, “but I suspect it
would look like a big black cat – maybe a puma. If there’s
two of them, and they mate, we could be in real trouble. I
wouldn’t be surprised if the earth moved, or the sea level
rose.
“It’s happened before.”
Prof Aufmerksam said many people knew that medium-sized
carbons did stalk parts of Norfolk in Roman times, when Great
Yarmouth was still under water and had never hosted any kind
of chess tournament.
“This could be worse,” he said. “I would advise people not to
have too many lights on in their houses. It attracts these
things. I’m not sure how.”
The Government is considering taxing fields where such
footprints are found, and the people who found them, but Mr
Hardy was sceptical.
“That’ll never work,” he said. “Norfolk people aren’t stupid.
The farmers will just plough them up and deny all knowledge
of them. I can’t remember where I saw them now.
“I hope someone made copies.”
Online shopping backlash expected
While many companies are announcing an increase in online
shopping in the crawl- up to Christmas, a backlash is waiting
in the wings.
Professor V A R Scheinlich, who declined to give his age or
name, said yesterday from his holiday home in Thorpe Hamlet
that he would not be shopping online any more, as he had had
to wait in a long, cold and wet queue outside Norwich sorting
office for the 14th time to collect his parcel.
“I suspect newts have infiltrated the postal service,” he
alleged. “They wait till you go out, then try to deliver your
parcel but can’t get it through the letterbox, so they take
it away again. I’ve heard them laughing.”
Prof Scheinlich, an expert on space-time distortion, said he
called it in-line shopping, not online shopping, and he
proposed to go back to sitting in his car in the road outside
the Riverside shopping complex every Sunday morning. “At
least you don’t get wet that way,” he said. “Of course, you
can’t buy anything either.”
He claimed Royal Mail could sort out the problem by making
the collection room bigger, the counter longer and the staff
more numerous. Or by making more than one attempt to deliver
parcels.
“Instead they let strange people clog the place up by posting
armfuls of parcels there as well,” he said. “They could do
that anywhere. I think they’re taking the mickey.”
Nothing happens in border town
A fairly respected correspondent tells me of a plaque he came
across in a border town – possibly Beccles or Bungay. He
can’t remember which.
It was in an alleyway, maybe near a church, and commemorates
the fact that “nothing happened here”.
I made almost every effort to check the splendid plaque down,
and even considered going to either Beccles or Bungay at one
point, before abandoning hope on the A146 as usual.
Nevertheless I did engage in much more arduous international
research and discovered that such plaques are not unique to
the Norfolk-Suffolk border. In fact there was a rash of them
in Paris at one point. The similarities between Paris,
Beccles and Bungay will be obvious to most readers.
The plaques, I discovered, are offered for sale on the
internet by an enterprising American company called Siegler.
I am not saying this is the source of the East Anglian
plaque, or the French ones, but nothing can be ruled out.
The “Nothing happened here” Siegler wall plaques were priced
originally at a generous $19.95, but they have since been
reduced to $5. Which I suppose goes to show that the price of
nothing is going down.
Unexpected weather may hit other outdoor
events
The shock cancellation of an ice spectacular that had been
scheduled for the Norfolk Showground in February has had
unexpected repercussions.
The ice show was deleted because of fears that unpredictable
weather might lead to disappointment if shows had to be
called off nearer the event.
Norwich City are now considering calling off all home matches
in case it rains hard or someone gets injured, and a
sun-and-sea party planned by Houseago Inc of Erpingham for
Bacton beach in January has also been struck off. “We felt
there was a risk that it might be a bit chilly,” said chief
executive and Norfolk legend Henry (Fred) “Shrimp” Houseago.
The Rev Nick Repps-cum-Bastwick, a spokesman for Weather or
Not, a meteorological betting conglomerate, said that calling
off outdoor events could be disastrous. Concerts in Blickling
Park and Thetford Forest could be affected because of the
risk of rain or, in some cases, trees. Thousands would be
disappointed.
He suggested rescheduling the ice spectacular for July, when
it was a “fair bet” the weather would be much nicer.
Meanwhile there have been calls for the Ashes series in
Australia to be abandoned because of a serious risk of
weather of one kind or another, especially in Perth.