Thursday, April 30, 2009

Songs to make me weep : Johnny Cash - Hurt



This one never fails to make me blub almost uncontrollably. Usually towards the 3 minute mark when a chill goes through my body at the intensity and sadness that Cash puts into it at the end.
Just writing this I've played it twice and the tears are there.

And if you want an even more intense experience, the video is crushingly sad. As Cash, sings, surrounded by memories and obviously in ill health, just a short while after the death of his wife and it shows that he's just looking back, waiting to be reunited or at least at peace.

I hurt myself today
to see if I still feel
I focus on the pain
the only thing that's real
the needle tears a hole
the old familiar sting
try to kill it all away
but I remember everything

what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt

I will let you down
I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns
upon my liar's chair
full of broken thoughts
I cannot repair
beneath the stains of time
the feelings disappear
you are someone else
I am still right here

what have I become?
my sweetest friend
everyone I know
goes away in the end
and you could have it all
my empire of dirt

I will let you down
I will make you hurt

if I could start again
a million miles away
I would keep myself
I would find a way

Ipod A-Z update and an abiding, but late, appreciation of Tom Waits.



I think Tom Wait's Nighthawks At The Diner may end up being one of my favourite records by the time I'm dead. It's grown and grown in my estimation over the last few years until it holds a place in my heart shared only by certain music by Kraftwerk, The Cure, Cabaret Voltaire, The The, Ultra Vivid Scene, Carter USM, That Petrol Emotion, Propaganda, Duran Duran and The Shamen.

It may well be the most perfect bringing together of music and comedy I'll ever hear. Definitely one to be heard late at night, preferably with a few drinks on board already. But what a glorious experience it is.

Anyway, as you may have guessed, we're onto the Tom Waits part of the Ipod A-Z. This may not have taken that long a few weeks ago, as all the Tom Waits I had was Nighthawks, The Asylum Years and Swordfishtrombones. But I'd always promised myself I'd get some more when I had the time to listen to it. And this seemed the ideal time. Ten extra albums later, many hours of listening later and I'm nearing the end. Nighthawks is on again and no matter how good the other stuff is, there's something about that cabaret style, the conversation with that invited audience, the laughs all around and the whole performance that I can't get enough of. It's a wonderful thing realising that I've discovered something else to join the short list of music I couldn't live without.

After Tom Waits it's a quick blast to the end of the A-Z and then I'm faced with the big question of What Next? I may go back and relisten to all the spoken word and comedy. And after that I may well do some sort of enforced randomiser - maybe do a single letter of the alphabet each week?

Because the one thing that doing this has proven is that there's an awful lot of music on the ipod that just didn't get a fair hearing. Not something I intend to have happen again.

Wednesday, April 29, 2009

In a month this may be funny or tragic.....



But right now it's funny. Right now I'm sat here wondering whether Swine-flu-apocalypse is merely a media invention coupled with a huge bit of playing it safe by the WHO. Or maybe this really is the great pandemic they've been saying we'll get for years.

Guess we'll find out in a few weeks.

Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Richard is busy, come back in May.....

Okay, after a busy March getting the website done for school, April has been taken up with reviewing comics. Originally I had looked at the ever growing reviews shelf and decided that Easter holidays would be the time to really make a difference. So a plan was hatched - 16 days of holiday - 16 reviews.

I made it and did so early. So, true to form, instead of being satisfied with that I figured I'd go for the really stupid idea of 30 reviews for April, 1 a day. This immediately put me behind schedule by 3 days. And now it's the 28th - although for me it's still the 27th until I go to bed - and I've managed 25 reviews so far. Impressive beyond belief really, but still disappointing to think I'm probably not going to manage the 30 in 30 I was after.

Unless, of course, I just concentrate everything on reviewing and leave everything else aside. Which is why I'm going quiet for a couple of days. Maybe. Although usually when I say that I'm popping up here every couple of hours with something or other. We shall see.

Monday, April 27, 2009

Bicycle Girl at last!



Okay, on Wednesday we had a nightmare with the bike.

But we didn't give up. Instead, we headed off to a friends house and borrowed her bike, which has smaller wheels and she can put her feet flat on the floor. We got it yesterday and even on the way back, with Louise and I holding the handlebars either side, we could tell we were onto a winner.

So Sunday we head out to the car park of Burnby Hall & Gardens which has a long stretch of empty tarmac that should be enough to run up and down hanging onto the handlebars.

Brilliantly, just on the way down to the car park Louise lets go of her side of the handlebars and Molly stays on. I'm still holding on, but only just. By the time we made it to the car park she was doing so well. And after just a couple of runs she suddenly realises I haven't been holding on for a little while yet am still running alongside. (At this point, the comedy thing to do would be to fall off with the surprise. But thankfully she resisted going for the cheap laugh and just stopped).

It took another couple of runs and then she was off on her own, happily cycling up and down all afternoon. We even went as far as riding down to grandma & grandpa's house to show off to them.

Okay, it was criminally overdue and definitely something we should have done 4 years ago, but that doesn't make it any less wonderful. Another parenting milestone reached. We've now done that classic parent thing of holding onto the bike, running along with her and then just letting go. Such a metaphor for parenting in general. Have to go and dab my eyes. They appear to be watering

Saturday, April 25, 2009

Pet decisions

It's getting closer and closer to pet decision time at Bruton Mansions. The background to this goes back a while.

Our family had a dog when I was a child. Mopsa was a Staffordshire Bull Terrier who was around when I was born and eventually was put down at the grand old age of 18 when I was a teen. Mopsa came from Shakespeare's A Winter's Tale - Dad was an English teacher, hence the name - always interesting at the park when other people are calling Rover and Spike and I'm calling Mopsa. She was a lovely, sweet, perfect family pet and she looked after me when I was a baby; one of mom's favourite stories is of Mopsa sitting out in the garden by the side of my pram, constantly vigilant and forever worried when I cried out.

So the Bruton's are dog people. But Louise is a cat person. Timmy had been her cat for years and became our cat when we got together, then became Molly's first pet as soon as she was old enough to be trusted not to just yank his tail. He lasted 19 long, good years and he's been gone two and a half years, dying just a few weeks before we made the move up to Yorkshire.

So when we moved up here, Molly decided that she wanted a dog, desperately, passionately wanted a dog. It's probably because she sees so many of them walking around here. But a dog isn't really an option with everyone out of the house so that option has had to be, unfortunately ruled out.

The current standings are:

DOG: Molly and my first choice, but ruled out because of work. It's just not fair to leave a dog home alone for so long.
CAT: Louise's choice. But way down the list for Molly and I.
GERBIL: Cute, clean, fun. But rather too nocturnal from what we've read. Still high on the list though.
RAT: Another one that Molly and I are really in favour of. More like a proper pet than other rodents, not completely nocturnal and smart. The big problem is that Louise is not so sure. Getting different reports over how much they smell though.
HAMSTER: Another cute option but again the problem of being nocturnal.
RABBIT: Nope. Not a real pet as far as I'm concerned. Pets do things, respond to being in a family. Rabbits just sit and eat. You may as well get fish.

Now that we're actually talking about pets Molly thinks we'll be off out tomorrow to get one. So it's all she wants to talk about. But we're still deciding and it may take a while.

Friday, April 24, 2009

Charlie Brooker - rather essential viewing.

Charlie Brooker's Newswipe this week may have been "just" a clip show, but it did prove, yet again, that Brooker's television is possibly the best thing on television at the moment. And having a chance to go over it again absolutely proves it.

With Battlestar Galactica gone, the only things I'm actually making time to sit down and watch is Newswipe. I've missed out on the Wire thanks to the Beeb's ridiculous decision to stick it on at 11 each night. There's no bloody way I can make time every single night to settle down with it. I think a dvd boxset may be called for. Other than Newswipe I genuinely can't think of anything that makes me settle down in front of the TV.

Dave Gorman's Genius is alright, but to be honest it was so much better on the radio. QI repeats are always worth sticking on of course and the Simpsons is always on around 7ish in our house but that's about it now. The news and newsnight get viewed when I'm in front of the TV at the right time, but even Newsnight seems to have fallen prey to the new vogue for sexing up the reports, putting their reporters in costume and acting badly for the camera rather than actually telling us the news with the simple assumption that we might be able to think about the story.

Thursday, April 23, 2009

Of bicycles and city girls....



Molly never learnt to ride a bike properly. Where we used to live in Birmingham learning to ride meant loading the bike with stabilisers into the car, driving a few miles to a park and having a ride. So she could ride, but not without stabilisers.

And when we moved house up here to Yorkshire the bike was too small so we passed it on to someone smaller and pledged to get a bike when we got sorted. Time passes and we manage to get a bike through a friend and then found no bloody time to get out and use it. To be fair the first six months we were busy. The first summer most of Pocklington was underwater and the rain never seemed to stop. But we are completely to blame since then. Sometimes the important things get left behind.

Fast forward to now and we've decided to teach her to ride a bike. So far not so good. Did the parenting thing and went to local empty car park and we tried, we really did. But 9 is just not the best age to do it. When they're young there's none of the same fears, stroppiness and general stubbornness we managed to get yesterday. Big, big falling out.

We try again tomorrow. Something to look forward to for the weekend.

Lesson to parents - get that 5 year old out to the park, take the training wheels off and when they fall off and bounce, think yourself lucky that they don't start screaming and shouting and threaten to walk off and call child line.

Okay, I exaggerated about threatening to call child line.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

Kraftwerk in Manchester - and it's sold out. Noooooo.



How I managed to miss this I don't know. Kraftwerk playing at Manchester in July.
And it's sold out.
Life can be so unfair sometimes.

To make it worse; special guest is Steve Reich.

So far I can get £250 tickets. Wonder if Louise will mind?

weird twitter things and when job meets online stuff....

Training day yesterday including an hour with me banging on about the new website, the forthcoming Learning Platform, developments in the network and a lot about the future direction of school ICT and how we have to keep up with the emerging technology that our children treat as standard.

Hence a chat about social networking in all it's forms. I had planned to include a little 5 minutes on Twitter. Except it appears our school internet provider has blocked it over the holidays. Damn.

However, the few mentions I made of it prompted the inevitable comments of: "what's the point of it?" to which I did the usual reply and talked about how useful it is when you start to use it but looking it from the outside it does look quite silly.

Well, someone was listening to the training at least. And later that night I got a follow email telling me that the boss has joined and is following. Well that was unexpected. Paranoia follows. Checked blog for work mentions - completely clear of direct references. But still the question of what to say at work about the twitter thing. In the end we had a joke about it and boss has reassured they have no interest in snooping, they were just enjoying doing new ict stuff.

But it's a strange feeling when you realise people you know actually know what you do online. It happened before when I started the blog and Nostalgia & Comics folks and friends were suddenly emailing and talking to me about the stuff I was writing. Ended up taking me a few weeks to stop deliberately censoring myself on the blog and write naturally again without thinking about what people would be thinking about what I was writing. It's happening again slightly. Twitter use has reduced, swearing a lot on twitter stopped and mentions of gin reduced severely.

It's a strange online world it seems.

Quantum Of Solace



We got around to seeing Quantum Of Solace the other night. I'd been warned by so many people that it was a bit of a mess and warned by many more (including Mark Kermode, whose judgement in these things is usually right) that it's a complete mess.

But we both really like Bond movies. It's a bit of a taste blindspot I suppose. We'll sit and watch each new Bond film with the same level of expectation and anticipation and usually end up disappointed. But not last time; Casino Royale was a great Bond film. Daniel Craig a great Bond.

So Quantum of Solace we both looked forward to watching, even thoughh we'd both heard it was at least badly flawed. The thing we soon agreed on with almost everyone else is that Daniel Craig is still a great Bond. I think he's better than Connery. But Quantum Of Solace should be a better film to match his performance.

The movie starts really well. The theme song by Jack White and Alicia Keyes, so bloody awful on it's own works surprisingly well over the titles. Both of us thought so. Then the action kicks in. And it's good Jason Bourne style action. Too fast for Bond maybe but bloody lovely to look at. Set piece after set piece after set piece with Louise and I actually stopping every so often to check that we're getting the plot points right. Which is where it all went wrong. So many tiny plot points, layer upon layer of them that you're struggling to keep track of. Huge conspiracy. Interesting ideas. And it blows it in the last half hour or so. The huge "is that it?" when you realise that the stupid water shortage plot is the big reveal. Such a big letdown.

But even with the plot that's all over the place, even when all those lovely little plot points come together in one great big disappointing hmmm, it was still a good, enjoyable night's watching. Maybe next time they'll get it right and make another great Bond film.

Sunday, April 19, 2009

Sleepover at Bruton mansions

For the final weekend of the Easter holidays we've arranged a sleepover for Molly at Bruton mansions. So we've had a lovely afternoon with Molly hyper as a small hyper child with a friend over for a sleepover. Then they made their own tea - from dough to final pizza and eventually got to bed at 10.

But with sleepovers bedtime is rarely sleeptime and so it proves tonight. We've had requests for more drinks, toilet trips, extra blankets for the cold, too many blankets because it's too hot. On and on and on. But they're both flat out now and we can look forward to getting a long lie in tomorrow till at least 6:30.

But it doesn't matter, not when you see how excited they get and how much fun they have. So the late nights and the early mornings are worth it every time.

Saturday, April 18, 2009

Reviews, reviews, reviews and an Easter success story

Easter holiday nearly over and I've been working hard. Not on schoolwork, that wasn't the plan at all. I've pretty successfully managed to ignore the school to-do list all holiday. Which is good. No, the plan this holiday was to hit the review shelf as hard as I could. I set myself the rather optimistic goal of a review a day for the holiday. 16 days. 16 reviews. I didn't expect to make it, but today, about 10 minutes ago in fact I put the final save onto the 16th review of the holiday, one day ahead of schedule.

So I'm sat back on the sofa, G&T in hand, basking in the self satisfied glow of actually achieving a goal I'd set for myself. Of course, me being me, I'm now thinking that it might be nice to try for one a day for April. 16 down, 14 to go?

Friday, April 17, 2009

Money flowing faster than water today....

One of those crap and expensive kind of days.

We have the plumber - replacement flush thingy on toilet. Now got slight weep on bit where pipe goes into toilet (ohhh, technical). £65

Then Molly's bike comes back from bike repair shop. New tyres, pump, brakes fixed. £30

Then I get the bill for the car. I noticed this morning that it was making one of those never very good metal clanking on metal noises from under the car. Turns out it's the coils or something to do with the suspension and some clips that need replacing. £175

Plus various bits of shopping and stuff £30

A nice round total of £300 in a day - mostly unexpected expenses - fantastic.

Bad Day.....

Or at least it is so far. Had to drop Molly off at a local school for a sports camp type of thing. On the way over I hear rattling from underneath the car. On the way back it gets worse. So that's something else to add to the list of stuff going wrong. Arrrrgh.

I'm not good with stuff going wrong at the best of times but it's worse when it's multiple stuff. So now it's the toilet, the car and we're still not sure about the roof since it's still refusing to rain properly up here in lovely sunny Yorkshire.

Plus I'm running out of days to get everything done that I planned to over the holidays. Stress, stress, stress. O course, most of the stress isn't real stress, it's just me putting the stress onto myself - something I've really got to sort out. Maybe tomorrow. After I get all the work done of course. Right, off to pick molly up, then drop the car in, then meet the plumber, then see if I can get hold of the decorator to see if he can come and reseal our leaky front door, then get lunch, then , then, then, then....... arrrgh.

Busy holiday day full of not that much....

You know it's a busy day when you get to midday and your having lunch and you realise that you haven't even had a coffee yet.

Starting with the doctors for Molly, who's been under the weather for the last few days, turns out she's just virused up to the eyeballs. Then onto the shopping we needed to do and various phonecalls - one to the plumber to sort out the toilet that just decided it was going to stop flushing overnight. Stupid toilet. Then ages spent on the phone to Tesco to cancel a credit card that some bastard decided to start using online. Stupid Tesco.

Then the baking took up most of the afternoon. Most of my afternoon anyway. Molly very cleverly ducked out to see a magic show at Pocklington Arts centre with Grandpa, leaving me juggling two different cake recipes and the plumber.

That was my day written off. Molly had a lovely time, forgot she was ill, loved the magic show. Meanwhile the plumber took the toilet apart, found the fault and had to put it back again when he couldn't get any parts today. He's back tomorrow.

But strangely enough, it wasn't a bad day at all. All of that doing loads of stuff was actually quite relaxing. Weird day.

Thursday, April 16, 2009

Tooth Fairy nightmares

Damn. Had turned off. But Molly lost a tooth earlier tonight and is obviously expecting the Tooth Fairy to visit. She's left a note and her tooth. Now usually the Tooth Fairy replies with a little note of their own, carefully typed out. But it seems the Tooth Fairy forgot tonight. So now the Tooth Fairy has opened the computer up again to get the note printed.

Once the Tooth Fairies finished I can go to bed.

Reviewing, reviewing, reviewing

Phew. Easter time. 2 weeks off. Not a thing done for school so far in 12 days. Have to do a little before going back but not too much. Instead I've spent all my time trying to reduce the mountain of comics on the reading shelf. The plan was 16 reviews in 16 days of holiday. So far, 11 in 12. Not bad at all.

The review shelf breaks down quite easily.

There's 10 books on there that are mine, bought ages ago now. Stuff I really want to get around to reading and reviewing when I have time (things like the big American Flagg collection from Image, Tamara Drewe by Posy Simmonds and Alice in Sunderland by Bryan Talbot - shockingly I have not read any of these yet).

Then there was a host of stuff big companies had sent to me to review. That's all done now. It's always nice to get them done asap so that big companies send me more stuff.

Then the equally important small press comics, which tend to get done right after the big company stuff. I've got another 9 of these to go in this batch. For some reason they always seem to come in waves, no idea why.

Then there's stuff I've grabbed from Nostalgia & Comics. Stuff I've borrowed to read and review rather than stuff to buy and keep. Bless Dave at Nostalgia for this, it's a very nice thing to be able to do. Keeps me relatively up to date with what's happening. This stuff gets replenished whenever I go down, or, as is the case now, when Dave has enough stuff to post up to me. I'm expecting a big parcel end of April for this stuff.

So I've got a whole 19 reviews to do and then the shelf will be empty. Except I'm never going to really finish. I know that, just as soon as I get a grip on it, school starts again and I get the parcels I've been expecting from various folks. Which means the "eventually" section remains a long way off!

But 11 reviews in 12 days is a nice achievement. Wonder if I can get to 16 in 16?

Wednesday, April 15, 2009

and still it refuses to really rain in Yorkshire

For the longest time, I dreaded the rain coming, knowing that it would inevitably mean a trip into the attic to change the towels mopping up the rain coming through the leaky roof. Then we finally got the builders to pull their fingers out and carry out the repairs they'd meant to have done over two years ago when we told them the rain was coming in.

And since then it's not really rained at all up here. Typical. We've had drizzle, occasional showers, but nothing worthwhile, nothing that really proves one way or annother that the repairs have or haven't worked. And tonight it seems that London and most parts south of here are having a torrential downpour and I'm feeling almost jealous. The irony is not lost on me.

Tuesday, April 14, 2009

Like living in the mind of a depressed hippy

Link Machine Go puts up the video from the last show of Charlie Brooker's excellent Newswipe; which you really, really should have watched.

It's entitled the "Rise of Oh Dear-ism in Television News" by Adam Curtis and it's just brilliant. (alternate links here and here.) Essential it puts a good case that television journalism gave up on serious reporting a long time ago as the serious stuff tended to concentrate on politics and was, sadly, a little dull. Bring on the new breed of television journalism; emotive, fluffy, black and white, that flourished through Live Aid and the fall of the Eastern Bloc and suddenly found itself redundant in the moral vacuum of swirling grayness found in Rwanda.

But enough waffle. Go and watch the thing.

Monday, April 13, 2009

Nice to see the teachers taking a rational view of the current economic situation

Is it just me or does the NUT always seem to come across like some spolit, moany child? Forever demanding more, forever complaining about their lot, never really considering those around them.

They're now asking for demanding a 10% pay rise. Great timing. When all around you are taking pay cuts, losing their jobs, houses, pensions and all is generally a bit crap with the world, the NUT feels it has the right to ask for 10%. Genius. This is on top of a great pension and retirement at 60. It just seems so greedy, so inconsiderate and just generally unprofessional. So no change there then.

The back's back

Woke up this morning and felt like something heavy and uncomfortable had been lying on my back all night. It's a strange feeling, as if there's an itch I just can't scratch, just annoyingly out of reach. If I could just twist and turn my back in the right way I could get the bones and the bits to fall into place with one, large, reassuring crack that puts everything right, a sudden release of tension and everything's okay.

But I can't. No matter how hard I try. So I'm stuck with necking Ibuprofen and stinking of deep heat, pausing every few minutes to twist my neck, to twist my back, to try to put things right. To no avail. Oh happy day.

Amazon Fail

Something nasty seems to have popped up over the Easter weekend on various blogs and journals - seems that Amazon have been applying their adult listings policy rather arbitrarily to certain books - specifically lesbian and gay content material.

It's beginning to look like it might just have been a mistake on Amazon's part but it's a worrying occurrence, mistake or not. (Publisher's Weekly has info on the glitch and the problem and, thanks to a Neil Gaiman update I think this covers the reasons - or potential reasons - nicely.)

From what I can make out it seems concentrated on Amazon.com, where various titles with suppoosed adult content, particularly those with a LGBT content (including ridiculous entries - I saw Ellen DeGeneres' autobiography was included in the ban), are still available on the Amazon site but are being excluded from best-seller lists, have their Amazon sales ranks removed and generally find themselves less visible on the site than other, more wholesome works (such as Playboy centerfold books and the like).

I first noticed it, as I'm sure, many others did, via Neil Gaiman's twitter :
"Oranges are Not the Only Fruit AND The Well of Loneliness both lose their Amazon ranking? Complete and utter #amazonfail http://bit.ly/JoVF"
Since then, #amazonfail has made top trend in twitter and #amazonfail on google gives you a lot of results right now. I think Amazon will be having a lot of PR meetings today and I smell a very big apology coming tomorrow. Mistake or not, it's a bad thing. Amazon, as the premier online retailer should be much better than this, should be much more aware of the repercussions of their actions than this. The fall-out from this one will be around for a long time.

More info: here, here, here, here, here, here and a great article on why being a stupid company on the Internet is a really bad thing here.
Neil Gaiman's blog post on the subject: here.
There's a petition to sign here (11,000 and counting).
And the googlebombing has already started - Amazon Rank now returns this ahead of Amazon's own definition.

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Easter: Eggs, Doctor Who and Red Dwarf....

Easter Saturday; family, food and sci-fi. Not a bad day really. Louise's sister and niece's came up to see us and to hand over Easter eggs. A lovely afternoon had by all, followed by a lovely meal and then we all settled down to the new Doctor Who.

After not really enjoying the last few specials, we didn't really expect that much, but it turned out to be one of the best specials yet. Probably something to do with the simple plot and limited cast and very likely down to a sense of lowered expectations on our part. But a really great hour of TV. Including that nice foreshadowing at the end. It's just going to get darker and darker from here we think.

Next on the sci-fi fest for Easter (and what better way to spend such a religious festival as celebrating imaginary and frankly impossible stories) was the second part of the Red Dwarf Back To Earth three parter. Lots of folks online saying they just didn't like it, but I actually thought it was an improvement on last night's poor opener. I like the metafictional bits and I'm actually rather looking forward to seeing how they're going to end it all tomorrow. Although I'm also more than prepared to be completely let down by the whole thing as well.

Now it's late on Easter Saturday and I have to play Easter bunny in a little while and put out the egg trail that Molly's hoping to find in the morning. Another one of those weirdd moments in parentall life along with the Tooth Fairy and Santa. And we're a little surprised that she's still believing this one, to the point where we think she might actually be playing along for either our sake or just to cover all the possibilities; if their is an easter bunny she gets eggs, if not she still gets eggs - win win for her I suppose. But still strange. Could be worse though; she could believe some bizarre little tale involving particularly gruesome ritual sacrifice and rebirth that folks keep going on about at this time of year.

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Returns and a sense of hmmmmmmm

Good Friday viewing: Red Dwarf & Jools Holland.

Now, I loved Red Dwarf when it first appeared on my screen, but I stopped watching it around the second series. And, having dutifully sat down tonight for the first part of the new special "Back To Earth" the only response I had was one of vague interest and rising disappointment. No doubt I'll be back tomorrow for part two (after seeing the new doctor who of course) and I imagine I'll have the same feeling of hmmmm. Again.

But then later that night I was flicking around the channels and happened upon the new Later With Jools Holland. The Specials come on and just do incredible stuff, great songs, great performance. So I guess that does show that you can come back. Just not if you're Red Dwarf.

Friday, April 10, 2009

Good Friday

was rather good indeed in the end. Once I'd managed to get off the bloody phone with Tesco.

Good Friday in Pocklington is Rugby 7s day at the rugby club. Where various teams from around the country bus in and play, then spend therest of the day getting drunk in a rugby style in the local pubs. As last year and as the year before, the local paper is promising riots and terrible criminal drunkenness. And as usual, all that happened was that the town was busier than usual and there were slightly more drunk folks behaving relatively nicely. See, what the local paper really needs is to spend a weekend in central Birmingham, then they wouldn't make such a big deal over the Good Friday rugby 7s.

Thank You For Waiting, your patience is appreciated

I know it is. But why do you insist on telling me every 30seconds when I've now been on the damn phone for half an hour waiting for someone to actually pick up the damn phone. Bloody Tesco. Bloody useless customer service department. No doubt some 17 year old working Good Friday and busy playing World of Warcraft or instant messaging his friends when he should be answering the phone.

Not a Good Friday so far. Dodgy credit card transactions are no fun at all.

Thursday, April 09, 2009

Easter holiday going well.....

All is going well this holiday. I'm chilled. I'm deliberately not doing any schoolwork at all, and it's great. On top of this I've got a plan to review until I drop; a 16 day holiday and 16 reviews to do. 6 days down, 6 reviews done. And they're all reviews I'm happy with, which makes a nice change. There's a pile of books on the shelf waiting to be reviewed with new ones coming in each week, but if I can get the reviews done this holiday that I've got planned I'll have really made a big impression on the shelf.

And Molly's having a great holiday as well. We've not really done that much stuff but it's one of those holidays where not doing much stuff is just fine and fun in itself. We've spent days mooching around, she's done pottery at the local secondary, been round to friends, had friends round, been to the pictures and just generally had a great time. But we're not even halfway through the holiday yet. next up is four days with the whole family off together, during which we plan to do more stuff, watch Doctor Who, do some more stuff again and generally have more fun. And then it's four more days of relaxing holidays before the next weekend and back to school.

Shaping up to be an excellent holiday.

Wednesday, April 08, 2009

DFC Relaunch news - a statement of intent rather than a plan?

News is coming through of first signs of a DFC relaunch via Jayne Howarth.
David Fickling told delegates at the Federation of Children’s Book Groups conference that he is determined to bring the comic back.
“As far as I was concerned, it was maddening to close it so quickly,” he said.
“But this is not good night for DFC. We are coming back. We are going to come back next year independently.”
Now, at this stage it seems like more of a wish than a definite plan. And, like Kenny comments over at the FPI blog, the numbers are a little shaky at this point. Steve Holland, over at Bear Alley, has the same story from a different tack talking about the prospect of Graphic Novels being a way back for the DFC. As much as I'd love to see a collection of many of the strips in the DFC, especially Vern & Lettuce, Crab Lane Crew and Sausage & Carrots, surely they'd be published by Random House through the David Fickling Books imprint to generate some much needed income for Random House? I just can't see Random House allowing them to be published outside the company as an independent thing. But I could be wrong; it depends on the ownership status of the strips - do the DFC creators own their work or is it somehow tied into Random House with a first look deal for publication?

Still, we all keep our fingers crossed.

Tuesday, April 07, 2009

More holiday stuff

Another holiday day. More fun to be had, more stuff to be done. Spent the morning doing stuff round the market, getting things crossed off the to-do list and headed off to the cinema to see Monsters Vs Aliens. Molly's determined to get me up and awake before 8am every single morning, possibly because I've told her that if she does manage to get my morning hating self up and awake every morning we're off to the book shop on Friday for a treat. Terrible bribery I know, but so far this week it's working.

Although I have learnt my lesson from a while back when I promised her a pound for every 10 minutes I got up after a certain stupid hour. She made a fortune over that one.

Monsters Vs Aliens



Molly and I headed off to see Monsters Vs Aliens at Pocklington Arts Centre today. Not in 3D. We're not that advanced here, so no badly fitting glasses for us this time.

It's a really good movie. Lots of fun and some great animation. Molly and I had a really good time all the way through, but I really liked all of the extra stuff in there. There's obviously a great love of all of those wonderful 50s B movies, but what I really enjoyed was what I saw as the homage to some great artists - I kept seeing faces straight out of Mad magazine all the way through the movie.

Previews is getting choosy. Maybe not bloody choosy enough....

A few months ago we all heard the news that Diamond Comics Distributors was increasing the minimum levels of sales needed for them to carry a comic or graphic novel. Now it's their ball game and they're the only players in town, so what they say happens to go. And a lot of what they said makes sense. Times are tough, belts are tightened, limits raised etc etc. I understood all of that.

But then we get the latest Previews catalogue coming out. Editor Marty Grosser says that they're being a little more choosy over what gets in. But how does that possibly tie up with this?



Choosy? Oh, please. Looking at the Zenescope webpage I can only assume this is something to do with Salem's Daughter: "Anna is a direct descendant of one of Salem's accused and there is more to the beautiful girl than meets the eye… much more."

And no, I didn't look through Previews. I gave up on wading through the shitty design and the page after page of bilge like that a long time ago. But CBR still does it for me.

Monday, April 06, 2009

Late night thinking - of websites and reviewing

Weird night last night.
After a month where I've just been incapable of putting anything even remotely interesting together on the screen about the comics I've been reading, I sat down last night and wrote, and wrote, and wrote some more.

In the end I came out of the trance with three near fully formed reviews. Pretty much done. A little polish and checking and they're complete. Three. I've written the grand total of 5 so far this month and then, in just one night, I near enough double it.

Of course, I know the reasons I haven't been writing. All last month I've been doing what seems like hard labour on the school website. It's coming to an end now. Or as much of an end as these things ever do, I'm sure that, if I wanted to, I could spend every hour of every day in perpetuity adding more and more stuff to the website. After all, with 7 years to cover and a host of subjects and topics, there's plenty to do. But the first stage is done now. All of the essential stuff is on there, all the school information; the school day, what the uniform is, how we deal with children who've fallen over and banged their head or cut their knee. It's all there. And then I've extended it. we've got wonderful galleries of the children's work and loads of photos of them doing all the fun stuff that they'll remember far more than learning how to write and add stuff up. We've also turned the website into a learning resource in itself, with page after page of links, information and activities on a host of subjects and topics. This is the bit that could be extended as far as I want to take it. Just looking at the syllabus makes me shudder to think how much stuff I haven't covered. Each year has at least ten subjects and each of these subjects probably has another 10 units in the year. A lot of things to cover. And in time, I'd love to have a go at getting them all on there.

But time isn't on my side. once the website is finished and goes live, I've got next half term set aside to do all the jobs I've not done this last term while I've been devoting myself to the website. There's a new email system to set up and train the staff on. That should be fun. We've used the old system for years. It's the simplest system in the world and there's still staff who can't deal with it. So the new one is going to terrify them. Then there's the blogging. We've got a school blog but I haven't had any time to do anything with it so we want to get the Year 6 class blogging to their heart's content. I really want to see them doing loads and eventually think we'll let them off the leash with it and have them not only contributing but editing and publishing themselves as well. Hell, even the head has said that she wants her own blog. (Now, all I need to do is find a good educational use for Twitter and I'll be happy).

So that's next half term done.

After that? Well, that's the not so good news. After that, I really have to get started on the Learning Platform. If the website was a big project, the Learning platform is a project that stretches out in front of me to the horizon and far beyond. I've been saying to all who will listen that it's going to take me years to get it done as i just can't dedicate the extra time to it in the way I have with the website. That was working towards a definite, short term end point. When I started the website build in January, I knew it had to be finished and launched in march, so the extra hours didn't matter that much. The joy of getting it done, of crossing something else off the list made up for it.

Not so with the Learning Platform. For a start I'm just not that enamoured with it. The mechanics behind it, the ways you go about creating it seem really overly complicated and counter-intuitive. In these days when you can set up a blog in an hour and be publishing to your heart's content from then on, the Learning platform has a development cycle of years, not days. Sure, it has to integrate a lot of data, but even the basic page building software is clunky, difficult and time consuming. Plus it's a system that's definitely been developed to be a secondary school solution. It's then rather been retro-fitted (badly) to work at a primary school level. There's too much text on it, too many instructions, too many far from obvious hoops to jump through to get to where you want to go. How are my super Year 1 class going to manage this? They're great, but they're not up to that yet.

So once the Learning Platform build starts after half term in May, that's it for me. All my time gets sucked into it. Just not ALL my time like the website swallowed up. The Learning Platform is strictly a work thing. The plan I have is that I'll do very little Learning Platform at home. Given that even the most optimistic trainer talks about at least two years to get it properly working tells me that to get really heavily involved and bring it home every night is a guaranteed route to insanity.

The funniest thing about the Learning Platform? In theory, my role, once I've done the basics of setting it up, should be limited to maintenance and upkeep. All of the content, all of the actual stuff on the Learning Platform is meant to come from the teachers. Remember? These are the teachers who haven't gotten to grips with the simplest email system in the known world after 4 years. Again, it's a secondary school solution applied naively to a primary school environment. In any secondary school each department is more than likely going to have one young thing who fancies themselves at the forefront of interactive digital learning and is willing to take on their department's section of the Learning Platform. In a primary school, in my school, I'll be lucky if I get two members of staff willing to do anything with it. Like I said at the last training session, the developers are living in a dream world when they confidently tell us administrators of the Learning Platform that most of the content, most of the work, most of the load, will be taken on by the staff. No. It will be me that ends up doing it. I know it will. I'm resigned to it. But I'll be damned if I'm bringing it home.

Now, in a rather roundabout way that brings me back to the opening salvo. Reviewing and writing. In the past couple of months of getting the website done I've seen myself get less and less creative, more and more tired, more and more time got given over each night to just finishing that page or just tweaking the way that page works. Until this past fortnight I've done nothing. Not one word of reviewing and very little blogging of note. And although that might seem like no big deal, I really miss it. the old adage of writing being a horrible task, something no writer enjoys is true. But likewise, when they tell you of the payoff of basking in the glow of knowing that something is done, written, finished. And knowing it's good. That's wonderful.

And, at 2:35am on a Monday morning, that's where I am. Three reviews done and this lengthy tract of blogging. Happy. Tired. off to bed in a moment. But happy.

Easter Holidays stuff

The plan fro yesterday (Sunday): bed early, get 6 hours sleep as recommended by some scientist in the new Wired mag, wake up early, hget loads done and have fun all day.

The actuality: not so good. Up late. Felt shit all day.

Although we did end up taking the parents to Burnby Hall & Gardens for a nice, sunny afternoon of hide and seek and photos:







Even got one of Molly, rare as she's going through a phase of running away whenever I point the camera out:



Then Molly grabbed the camera and started turning the tables on me:





Sunday, April 05, 2009

Yep, that's pretty much how I felt about V For Vendetta, the movie...

Vs

Sometimes you read something and realise that it's said everything you needed to say on the subject.

Padraig O'Mealoid has a reposting of his 2006 V For Vendetta movie review over at his Glycon Alan Moore live journal. And he pretty much nails it. The film being good, the obvious problems with adapting one of Moore's works for film and what to do to compress it without destroying the subtleties. But most of all Padraig really covers the feeling of guilt that actually liking the movie engenders within this reader:
Put simply, V for Vendetta is quite possibly the best film I’ve ever seen. Its impact on me when I first saw it was such that I found myself in tears almost continually from beginning to end. On the other hand, I can give you a very good argument as to why the film should never have been made in the first place. I’m so personally torn about the fact that I like the film so much. I absolutely agree that Moore and David Lloyd deserve to have their intellectual property returned to them. On the same line of reasoning, I can see that Moore wouldn’t have wanted the film made, and have no choice but to agree. However, the film did get made, and we can only judge it on what it is, and not what it might have been, or indeed might not have been.
It's also a very neat summation of Alan Moore's various film related troubles over the years and his relationship breakdown with DC comics because of them.

So instead of ever talking about why I think it's a great, but flawed, film that I feel guilty about watching yet find myself enjoying nonetheless, I shall merely leave Padraig's review as my own views on the film.

Saturday, April 04, 2009

Grand National at Bruton mansions....

Louise has always loved the Grand National. It comes from times spent with her dad over the years and cheering them all on. But her dad's gone for several years now and I figured it was high time we started the tradition again. So now that Molly's old enough to understand the idea and able to sit still for a few minutes we had ourselves a Grand National day. Bets were made, fun was had. We got 2nd, 3rd, 4th, 7th and 9th. But for some reason the bastards only pay out for 1st. Molly thinks that most unfair.

Comics vs merchandise. I think comics are winning - reflections on a modern comic shop.

A while ago I went back to Birmingham and visited my old workplace Nostalgia & Comics. As usual it was lovely to catch up with folks, pick up some comics and books to review over at PROPAGANDA at the FPIblog & it's always nice to get myself back into the retail environment again to have a look around.

Since moving up to Yorkshire I've really missed being in a comic shop. Missed that actual physical sensation of standing at the shelves and actually browsing the racks. My nearest is Travelling Man in York and although it's a nice enough store there's just something about it that doesn't appeal. Until recently they had everything in comic bags, making browsing just impossible for new comics. And the Graphic Novels are always a bit cramped and difficult to get, with a small selection plus the small shop and a lack of music just kills the atmosphere..

With Nostalgia & Comics it was more than just feeling part of the store as a customer. It was the sense of family that came through working there. Of course, despite still thinking of it as my store, that sense of ownership, being part of the family and having a hand in shaping where a great comic shop was going has passed. Nostalgia & Comics is no longer "mine" and quite rightly it is changing and moving forwards. The big fear with N&C is that one day I'll walk in there and know no-one behind the counter. I'll just be another customer, rather than Richard; the guy who did 19 years there and helped shape the store for many years.

Anyway, melancholy over with; the most interesting thing about N&C is that it's been changing in a way I think is reflecting a positive change for comic shops as a whole. I know the credit crunch is biting and that sales all over are down and that the economic climate has meant that Diamond Distributors have increased their prices due to a stronger dollar. But the change is still a positive one and makes me quietly confident for the future.

You see, Nostalgia & Comics is, relatively speaking, a big store. Certainly big for comic shops. It's also part of the Forbidden Planet International chain. And over the years the size of the store and it's membership of a comics chain have meant that we've had to adapt to changing mores of comic retailing. Hence, a few years back, when we were first inducted into the fpi family, we saw the amount of merchandise increase incredibly fast. The product mix changed radically and that scared us all. Because, we were, are and always will be a comics store. It's what Nostalgia & Comics does best. So when staff at Nostalgia & Comics, all of us dearly loving comics and graphic novels, saw the space for comics shrink and the merchandise increase we didn't like it, even if we understood that financially it was a good policy for the time. But none of us wanted to turn into a pop culture store. None of us wanted that and we all did anything we could to keep Nostalgia & Comics as a comic shop. Mostly this involved getting out there and selling, selling, selling the comics, selling the graphic novels and making sure our comic shop was as good as we could make it. And we made it work. Our comic and graphic novel sales have always been great and held up far better than other neo-pop culture stores in relation to merchandise.

The irony of all this is that after leaving the store I got more involved with FPI and started reviewing over on the FPI blog. Getting to know the folks there; people like Joe & Kenny, has shown me that we weren't alone in all this. There's an awful lot of folks at FPI that really still see the company as a comic shop company rather than a merchandise store. It's been a nice eye-opener.

But on visiting N&C over the last couple of years I noticed an important change. It looks like comic shops have seen the peak of the merchandising boom. There's merchandise still on the shelves, but crucially, there aren't the guaranteed money spinning core lines that we used to have.

Back in the height of the merchandising boom I could look at the shelves and the stocks downstairs and point out several core lines that were guaranteed pots of money; Star Wars, Buffy, Simpsons, MacFarlane Toys, Marvel Legends. But every one of those lines has either finished or stalled. And nothing is replacing them. Sure the Doctor Who toys have taken up a bit of the slack, but nowhere near the levels of the aforementioned core lines - and the Doctor Who merchandise is ubiquitous. The great financial benefit of the Buffy toys or the early Marvel Legends is that we were the only place you could get them.

But as the popularity of the merchandise increased, we found that suddenly we weren't the only place in town to get that Wolverine figure. Whether it was Woolworth's (when it was still around), ToysRUs or Argos you could pick up these lines easily everywhere, often at prices less than we were able to sell them at (economies of scale and all that). Marvel Legends figures used to disappear from the shelves in big £15 a time chunks. Now Woolies, Tesco, Asda and Argos are pumping them out cheap and suddenly, the pile of unsold second rate Marvel figures grows to heights where oxygen is recommended.

And once that happens, the comic shops lose every time. We just can't compete with them on volume, discounts, profit or availability.

It happened to us before with anime dvds. For a long time many years ago, when manga and anime was a relatively niche market we stocked a lot of anime and sold it really well to the growing numbers of manga fans that flocked to us as the only game in town. But as soon as manga and anime hit big and reached a mainstream recognition, HMV started stocking them in depth, with discounts that they could absorb due to their greater buying power and killed our sales dead practically overnight. Over the years we clawed some of the sales back, through careful manga marketing and building up our customer base through being the only store in town that gave a large amount of shelf space to manga graphic novels and genuinely caring about what we sold. These manga fans gave us their custom and loyally bought anime from us as well.

So merchandise sales are changing. No longer driven by a couple of core best sellers, the merchandise seems to be far more thinly spread, with lots of different lines, all selling less.

But we always felt we were a comic shop first and stocked merchandise as an extra line. And this is what will see us through; the belief that comics and graphic novels are our core market. Like we always used to say: Nostalgia & Comics, because it's what we do best.

(And obviously, this is just my thoughts on the shop I used to work at, not backed up by anything other than observational evidence and certainly shouldn't be seen as anything officially connected with Nostalgia & Comics or FPI. So there.)

Friday, April 03, 2009

Holiday Time Here Again

Holidays are here, and really not a moment too soon. I've managed to get the last week out of the way pretty much on vapours alone and I'm looking forward to a good couple of weeks to unwind and recharge. Of course, being me, I'm also looking to get caught up with some of the books that I didn't get around to reviewing last month. And sleeping. Sleeping would be good.

In fact the only thing I'll be definitely doing less of is website work for school. Seeing as I've done almost nothing else these past few weeks, I could really do with some time away from it. I always knew this last term would be all about the website and had set myself the task of getting it all finished (or at least the main setup phase) finished before the end of March. And I did it. The only things left to do now for the near future is to go through a few good school and council sites I've seen on my travels through the Internet thing and grab all the relevant links for the school site. And I've still got to get some nice summery shots of the school for the homepage as well. But that will have to wait until I'm back there.

So my last day for a couple of weeks was spent catching up, tidying up and generally not getting too involved in things that would take too long or extend into the holidays.

Meanwhile, Molly was having a great last day. Her school playground is having lots of work done on it and for some reason they had to start today. This means she's spent all day off site. Church first, then off to Burnby Hall for several easter treasure hunts and lots of playing. The afternoon they all packed into pockilington Arts Centre to watch Beverly Hills Chihuahua. A dubious treat perhaps, but she enjoyed it.

So now it's straight into holidays. Thank god. I may sleep till Monday

Thursday, April 02, 2009

Oh, I do so love the end of term....

End of term. Manic staff all around trying to get everything sorted. Me trying to get everything done by the end of today so that tomorrow is an easy, stress free day.

Fat chance. The staff have to start thinking about the reports this year. I emailed them a month ago telling them I'd done minor design revisions and thay each had a template and help files in a folder ready for them to take off the network. One month ago. Knowing they'd take them home over Easter.

So, knowing what teachers can be like it should really come as no surprise to find out that, at 2:45pm today (a whole 3 1/2 hours before I finish for Easter), one of the teachers wonders if I can completely redesign the reports structure for them.

I shouldn't be surprised. I really shouldn't.

Wednesday, April 01, 2009

Oh goody, April 1st.....

Here we go, another April 1st on the Internet. Another day of not actually believing anything I see online unless I have a pre-approved note from everyone's mother. Okay then. Bring the funny stufff on.....