e-cars on my doorstep

The new e-Car hub is about two minutes walk from us. They have a couple of cars on the charging station there (currently a VW ID3 and a Fiat e500) and its all been made very simple to access. There's also a bike docking point, with electric bikes. I gather the system has around 30 cars at the moment, plus around 150 bikes. I'll give it a test run over the coming days.

no ethics blues

Well there goes the remaining foothold on Ethics. As Lord Geidt leaves the building, the second Ethics man to go, Johnson proves he never really gave up the controls, preferring to use selective ethics as another weapon his arsenal.

I'm reminded of another Johnson, who gave his soul to the Devil in Clarksdale, on Highways 61 and 49.

Testing testing 1-2-3

 

Oh, Well. Two red lines. I was surprised at how quickly the 'T' line came up red.

toast?

Scraping the burnt bits off the breakfast toast, I was reminded this morning of the crumbs of spineless followers bereft of moral compass. 

 But we all know he is toast.

swirly

The old man's pub had its share of legacy swirly carpets. 

It was only just after nine in the morning and there were already two geezers co-located at separate tables, but within shouting distance of the bar. One had a half pint of lager and the other one a pint of beer. It looked as if these could have been their regular spots.

On the windows were displayed beer prices like so many types of car fuel. I can't remember when I last saw sub-£3 beer anywhere, but maybe I don't visit many of the pubs being picked off for knock-down prices by that Pro-Brexit guy. I recollect that he did a deal in 2021 with the Belgian AB InBev for them to supply all beer to his pubs for the next 20 years. 

But this was on the last leg of the 'round Britain tour' we'd undertaken. 

red squirrels

New tyres for this journey across the UK. This time, a combination of meeting friends plus also taking a holiday in Scotland. It meant we'd miss the Queen's southerly celebrations, but on the other hand, she is a close neighbour, just along the road in Balmoral. Our theory is that she keeps stunt squirrels (red obvs) on the back road to Braemar, which she can ping onto the road if there are photographers following.

Glass fronted wine fridge, suitable for meeting room

Nothing to see here. No signs of a party. No wine, no Dunkin' Donuts.

And it might look like a freshly installed glass-fronted wine fridge in the meeting room, but it is a fancy photo copier. I seem to remember that we were assured that no rules were broken and no lies were told.

snort

I admit I've given up providing commentary on what the government is doing. The list of misdemeanours is too long and has too many people implicated. 

 A cohort of liars is complicit in crashing the economy and breaking every promise made to the electorate. 

Just because they learned to debate at Eton and Oxford, doesn't give them the right to treat their power over the United Kindom as a plaything. 

Lets remind ourselves how to keep power the easy way: Run briefings against anything.

- Bank of England? Select as scapegoat. 
- Sue Grey? Ad hominum attacks.

- Cocaine traces - bury the story. 
- Cakes and Parties? Trivialise them all, using time as a weapon. 

And so it goes on. The infinite rotten playbook masking that Britain is probably in the worst condition in many people's living memory.

Anyone can play computer, Ok?

Two interesting music events:

1. The end of the iPod.
2. Twenty Five Years of OK, Computer.

They are not entirely linked, but do, to me, mark the end of the old way of listening to music. I used to travel to my consultancy gigs by plane, and became very familiar with the old pre-T5 Heathrow terminals and their varied shops. In 'Dixons' I noticed the early iPods being displayed and thought they seemed like a way to reduce my luggage even further. I bought one, with its click wheel and Firewire 400 connection and hooked it up to MusicMatch and then began the lengthy conversion of my CDs to MP3. It worked, but I wondered whether we'd ever get to the stage where downloading the digital files direct to the device would catch on. Then we traversed the Napster years. 

Of course, it presaged the end of the music industry.

Then to Ok, Computer. Twenty five years ago I bought the CD, already having their earlier albums in my collection (remember those?)

This album was, at the time, a milestone of clever production and complicated interweaving of ideas and in some senses was fighting against the rise of the shuffle playlist.

It reminded me of a band refiring the booster rockets on concept albums, but without the pretensions to fill an album side with one track.  

That's not to say Radiohead didn't have the rock'n'roll moves too - as in 'Anyone Can Play Guitar' (Reading '94) with Jonny Greenwood swirling his telecaster by the cable. 

But then going on to do film music including for Inherent Vice, Phantom Thread, Power of the Dog and Licorice Pizza.

I thought that I saw you try

 

Just observing that this is quite a useful concept marker for my next novel.

Covering the options

I'm pondering whether it is better to go generic with book covers. The Bestseller top 38 have 11 books which show a silhouetted figure disappearing into the distance. 

 Formulaic, yet successful.

 

The Dealer - Ed Adams

Here we are. 

The latest from Ed Adams. 

 It's three of the novels wrapped together. 

They make a sort of mini-series, although they are spread over a few decades. 

 Find the Dealer at Amazon (Ed Adams The Dealer) or at all good bookstores.