hemlock grove as hebenon to the eyes?

I finished watching a film on Netflix recently and it came up with a suggestion about watching a Netflix series called Hemlock Grove. I thought this might be a handy thing to have as I've started to use the bike turbo again for the winter season and duly clicked on the first episode.

Oh dear.

I've been sticking with it, but I'm not really sure about how or why they made it. What I've enjoyed is the sheer number of horror film concepts that they've managed to throw into the first couple of episodes. Kind of Addams Family meets Twin Peaks, done in a Young Adult format but with lots of steam of every kind.

Even the High School Kids could work out who was a werewolf ahead of the authorities. Here's a clue:


So what do we get? There's a High School. A posh family. A 'gypsy' family who move into the town. There's a wood where Strange Things Happen At Night. There's a very tall goth girl with a kind of facial disfigurement. A secret scientist laboratory. A few Unspoken Secrets. A gnarly dude who runs through the woods and has a bit of a twitch. A vintage sports car. Much use of big eyes acting.

Then there's the casualties. The body count is quite low at the moment, but I have a feeling it is going to rise in every episode.

I'm paused somewhere in Episode 3 but am going to stick with it for a few more episodes. I'm finding a strange fascination for the cringeworthiness.

squirrelled

Tonight was a bit of a secret squirrel affair.

One of those places along a quiet street in central London where there is no marking to explain what you are entering.

To be buzzed in from the street and then to head for the drawing room. To wait for other guests to arrive, before being whisked to another area for cocktails and more.

Annoyingly, that's about all I can disclose. Kind of hush-hush.

Dex appearing

Just in case the Sunday post didn't show enough of the early seasonal decorations, I thought I'd add another one here.

The more obvious choice would've been Harrods, but I've gone for Harvey Nick's instead. There's a suitable quantity of stars, illuminated street decorations and the type of aerial xmas trees particular to this area of West London.

I'll have to take a regulation Sloane Square picture, too.

But that can come later. Maybe wait for December.

jiggly picture

It's been a busy week, what with travelling and all.

The jiggly nature of the picture summarises the experience. Or maybe that I'm still taking all of my pictures with the iPhone.

London (signified by the red buses), some cycling, the early proper signs of Christmas, with the illuminated stars appearing along Sloane Street.

trippy and circular moments

The last week was unexpectedly trippy. Not because of the extra drugs I took for my cold. They were only Lem-sip, after all.

But there were a few things that went somewhat off kilter.

Not specifically for me, but related circumstances caused me to cover a lot of ground.

Mainly circuits of the M25. Amazing how both north and south can have simultaneous roadworks. I knew it was bad when the sat nag started to tell me to turn around on the motorway.

It's all regaining balance now and today I even managed to go for a local bike ride.

First time in over a week. 24 miles. That's just over 6,000 miles cycled this year.

every step you take

I've clocked a fair few car miles this week, although it's been at the expense of cycling.

There was a strange moment when one of the online systems I use for monitoring my cycling sent me an automated message saying it was missing my activity.

It links with the story on the front of the Economist this week which is about ubiquitous monitoring and threats to privacy.

I'm not going along the route of the 'life-loggers', but it becomes an interesting challenge to achieve the right balance between functionality and privacy.

More of the systems like Google want to join everything together, presumably to make a better target market of we individuals.

It raises the question around 'Glassware' and similar offerings that can observe and tie things together.

I gather Google won't provide face recognition on the live platform, although I assume that fringe activities will find ways around this.

I already have to smile for the camera every time I enter the United States and the fast lane back into the UK is via biometrics stored in the passport.

The 'next generation identification' systems have subtly become current.

Say "Cheese".

frost

Morning rooftops with the first frost of the year.

They are saying that by the weekend it could turn properly cold. I'm quite enjoying the sunshine we still see at the moment.

I know it's a fuzzy looking picture. Normally I'd use a bigger camera to take something like this, with a bit of a zoom on it. Instead, it's the little iPhone camera using the digital zoom on a high setting.

Big brush strokes?

the lower lower thirds rule

I usually have one of those advert blockers switched on when browsing the internet. I'm not sure what I'm missing, but generally the adverts I do see are misdirected anyway. The cookie crumbs seem to remember what I've already bought, rather than what I might need next.

Television is different. If I'm watching something pre-recorded then hitting the 30x usually does the trick. If it's on-demand, it may still have advert breaks but they don't have any actual advertising within.

So real-time commercial television is increasingly a novelty. I've decided to filter adverts using a specific easy to remember rule. I call it "The lower lower thirds" rule:

"Not more than 8 small print words."

That rule keeps me entertained during many drudgy adverts on telly. I simply decide that more than 8 words of riders and disclaimers invalidates my attention. I could add others about 'no animated animals except meerkats' and 'no quick money' but simply watching what's in the lower lower thirds works well most of the time.

winter tyre time

No, it's not my car, nor my wheels, but it was close to where I was sitting and waiting.

I've had the wheels swapped over to winter mode now.

I can tell the difference easily enough because the summer wheels have six spokes and the winter ones have five. My summer wheels and tyres go on holiday now, down to the seaside at Poole and will return again in the Spring.

When I lived in mainland Europe it was quite common to do this and in some places it was the law. I think it is still relatively uncommon in the UK.

I wonder if there will be a frost?

another wall

It's not that I've run out of ideas, so much that I've run out of time over the last few days to produce blog posts. So here's another wall. This one is something of a self portrait, although its somewhat difficult to discern.

Oddly enough, I quite like this, with a mix of wall, shadow, light from outdoors and some interesting textures.

orange moment

A few plans were changed at the weekend as a result of late breaking news.

Instead of a regular update, here's a picture of the still 'under development' wall in the music room at rashbre central.

It has to be orange, of course, although this picture features diamond shapes instead of the more typical triangles.

splutter

Fireworks this evening, after a day fuelled by Lemsip.