CamelChicken (humpday check-in)

Oct. 18th, 2017 12:39 pm
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It is Wednesday, and here we are.

A breath for Wednesday.


I got my scholarship report form done, and some composing, and wound down the thing I was going to wind down, and poked at the Cecilia's List database and website some more, and did a bunch of planning.

The Hard

There is not enough sleep in the entire world. I could say this is partly due to a nutrtional change, or the weather, or the diminishing daylight, and that would all be true, but it's mostly due to the really obvious: staying up way too late, even though I know I don't sleep well in the mornings. Some of this was warranted, some of it was... not wrong timing, exactly, but after a run of late nights it feels odd and tricky to get back onto earlier ones again. Things feel really hard when I don't give the perishing meatsack enough sleep. A breath for snoring.

There is a Social Situation that is so concerning, I'm considering writing to Captain Awkward about it. I'm not going to go into the details here, but it involves in-person interactions and keepng myself and a friend safe. A breath for trusting my instincts. A breath for asking for help.

I am getting different messages from different places about my PhD requirements, and it is freaking me out. I suspect either I've been automagically added to the wrong mailing list, or there are some new requirements for PhD students as a result of a faculty merger thing which are not really on the radar yet for my supervisors; in any case, it's basically a case of Schrödinger's Research Paper, ie I don't know whether I have to write and present one. A breath for it's just one paper, not an entire PhD. A breath for calm down and find out which information is correct.

Frustrating paypal-related admin is frustrating, and blocking my access to (already paid-out) income from Patreon. The timing of this -- while my spouse is changing jobs and we have a gap in our income -- is... unfortunate. A breath for slow bureaucracy taking as long as it takes.

I didn't meet any of the composing competition deadlines this past weekend.

The Good

I caught the staying up too late and have made some progress toward shifting it, though the test wll be this evening when I have a rehearsal until 21.30 and don't get home until at least 22.30. A breath for feeling a bit better already.

I am trying a much-simplified morning routine: 7am wake/wash/dress, 8am breakfast, 9am walk/cycle/movement, 10am work until lunch (with wifi off, no less). That's... a long time for each of those things. But it also recognises that realistically, after I shower I hate getting dressed immediately and prefer to sit around in a towel and dressing gown until I'm quite a bit more dry and it isn't always appropriate for me to do that while eating breakfast. It recognises that on a bad jointcrap day, everything takes longer and I may need to either walk slowly, or abort the walk and do physio instead. It recognises that having exactly 17 minutes to eat my breakfast doesn't play well with my anxiety about getting things done. It recognises that afternoons are wiggly and appointment-ful. So far, this feels kinder than some of my previous routine attempts. We'll see. A breath for experimentation. A breath for noticing what I need and what I don't need.

I have e-mailed one of my supervisors to ask for clarification re: Schrödinger's Research Paper. A breath for seeking clarity. At the moment I'm not yet in trouble over this: a gold star for not letting it get that bad. Worst-case scenario looks like: I have to Do the Thing and Nobody Knew. So, I submit a topic by 1st November, make an extra trip to Aberdeen mid-December to present. This is not actually terrible in terms of how it interacts with my other deadlines and financial stuffs. A breath for perspective.

Someone made a donation to help get Cecilia's List up and running, which means that once the frustrating paypal-related admin stops being frustrating, there is money to spend on a proper domain name, and some adverts in things like Choir and Organ magazine. A breath for encouragement.

My maybe-bricked smartphone isn't. Another customer on the support forums gave me useful information about the magic button presses to get to recovery mode, wipe the data, and start over. Would that the actual tech support people had done so a week and a half ago; but a breath for all timing is right timing. I spent some time yesterday getting it set up again with my various preferred apps and aids, and will in due course give the borrowed Nokia 3310 back to the friend I borrowed it from. A breath for technology. A breath for easier connectivity on my own terms. A breath for not exacerbating jointcrap by pressing buttons to type.

I have realised it may be possible for me to get cheap-ish "spare" spectacles from one of the online places, and that extended-wear contact lenses are a thing, and a rather better one than they were last time I tried contact lenses around fifteen years ago. Given my current specs are held together with superglue and it's been over three years since my last eye test, it's time to do somethng about this, but I had been putting it off because of the expense, and then worrying my glasses might break. But now I can visit the optician, get my prescription, and order glasses online -- relatively cheaply -- and if my glasses break I will not be as badly off as I had feared. And if it looks like contacts are a thing, then I may only ever need the "spare" glasses. All this depends on my prescription (which may be too strong for the online glasses ordering, let alone the fancy shmancy contact lenses), but it no longer feels overwhelming and terrible. A breath for relief.


Composing! Phd-related: St Lawrence's Tears. Chapel choir commission. Some competitions for end of October: three I'd really like to enter, a further two I could enter. Of the first three, one is a Canadians-only one that I've done some of the groundwork for (for another competition, not entered); one is a set-text hymn tune (I can crank these out fairly reliably); one is Canadians-only and fairly prestgious, but also postal entry which can pose some practical challenges. Of the "could enter", one is a set-text carol which could be done hymn-style, and one is a carol which would be ideal for "Like Silver Lamps". There are things already-written I coudl put on Patreon, and I might opt for that this time, simply because I have so much other composing to do. None of these have to be done this week, but this week will be important in laying groundwork to get them done.

Cecilia's List: keep working on the database. E-mail some more composers to ask for catalogues of their sacred works (yes, eventually I'll just get them to fill out a form and it will be automagical, but for now it's all hand-picked). Write a press release, or pay someone to write one for me. Keep poking at the website.

Maintenance: book an appointment with the optician, and another with the dentist. Attempt some kind of catch up on filing and tidying.


Basically? Keep going with the daly routine I have now. Tomorrow I'm meeting someone mid-day-ish, so my walk gets replaced by a commute, but then there is somewhere quiet I can work. From Saturday to Wednesday, I'm away in Salisbury with ULCC. We're singing the services Monday-Wednesday. I'm intending to use the time as a sort of composing retreat, hiding away in my room (or a quiet corner of the cathedral) as much as possible in the morning and early afternoon, and doing more social stuff in the evenings. This will take a bit of negotiation with people who may have assumed I'll be treating it as more of a holiday, but I have a PLN on how to handle that.

I need to make sure I get enough laundry done to get me through, before I pack.

How are you?

What have you done? What are your quests? What is your favourite food? What is hard in your life? What is good? What is your PLN (or plan)?

The problem

Oct. 16th, 2017 08:16 pm
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[personal profile] liv
Sexual violence against women and girls is endemic. There's an absolute mountain of evidence that this is the case, from the experiences of my friends to any number of posts on social media to rigorous studies. A big part of the reason I decided to identify as a feminist is because women are routinely denied bodily autonomy and feminism seems to be the only political movement that cares about this.

links and personal observations about sexual violence against women )

I absolutely believe everybody else's experiences, people I know and strangers writing brave, brave columns and blog posts. I am just a total outlier, and I really shouldn't be. So I'm signal boosting others' accounts, because I know that I needed to be made aware of the scale of the problem, and perhaps some other people reading this could also use the information.

More "Ghost in the Crown"

Oct. 16th, 2017 06:39 pm
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More bits of my poem "The Ghost in the Crown":

And I showed them the script
That I held in my hand.
“I call this play Catching­-The­-Mouse.

I'll fish for the king
With a play for a net.
I said, "With my net
I can catch him, I bet.
I bet, with my net,
I can catch the king yet."


"My head needs a pillow!
Your lap, to be blunt,
Is soft, and to hand,
And it’s pretty vacant."


So I went to her room.
But I passed, on the way,
A room where my uncle
Was kneeling to pray.
This must be the moment
To cut off his head!
But as I crept closer
I heard what he said:
“I murdered my brother!
I freely admit!
Dear God, please forgive me.
I’m rather a git.”
And I couldn’t kill him.
My blow was prevented.
For if he should die
Now he’s prayed and repented,
He’d go up to heaven;
That’s all very well,
But doesn’t seem fair
When my father’s in hell.
So I went on my way
As he muttered amen,
I hope that he’s sinned
When I see him again.


"And here is the head
Of a person historic!"
He gave me a skull.
And alas! It was Yorick!
I looked at the bones
And I thought as I sighed,
How he kissed me, and gave me
A piggy­back ride.
And now he’s a skull
And he’s silent and scary!
Now what has become
Of your dancing so airy?
The songs that you sang?
And the jokes that you said?
Now all that you have
Are the bones of your head?


The Lady Ophelia
Of whom you were fond.
She climbed up a willow
And fell in a pond.
And most of her talk
At the times she was verbal
Was straight from the pages
Of Culpeper’s Herbal!


I'm quiet, and I'm dead,
And I’m tired of my quest.
I’m glad of the silence.
I needed a rest.

"Give us the ballot"

Oct. 15th, 2017 01:42 pm
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On 17 May 1957, Dr King preached:

Give us the ballot, and we will no longer have to worry the federal government about our basic rights. Give us the ballot, and we will no longer plead to the federal government for passage of an anti-lynching law; we will by the power of our vote write the law on the statute books of the South, and bring an end to the dastardly acts of the hooded perpetrators of violence. Give us the ballot, and we will transform the salient misdeeds of bloodthirsty mobs into the calculated good deeds of orderly citizens. Give us the ballot, and we will fill our legislative halls with men of goodwill, and send to the sacred halls of Congress men who will not sign a “Southern Manifesto” because of their devotion to the manifesto of justice.

Sixty years on, one in thirteen black men in the United is still disenfranchised. In many southern states it’s far worse: the Florida figure is one in four.

Music meme: day 24 of 30

Oct. 12th, 2017 02:40 pm
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[personal profile] liv
Another song category I disagree with: A song by a band you wish were still together. A band breaking up is like any relationship coming to an end: if the people involved don't want to be together any more, who am I to wish they stayed in a situation no longer good for them?

It's also partly another example where I don't have the relationship with music that the meme seems to assume. I don't really have any bands that I follow in the manner of eagerly anticipating a new release, therefore none that make me sad if they split up and there won't be any new material coming. The existing songs that I like are still there for me to listen to. I do occasionally go to live gigs performed by ageing rockers, and that's cool, but it's not something I wish for more of in my life.

So I'm going to pick Joy Division. I wish at least that Curtis had lived for the band to split up due to creative differences, rather than coming to an end with his death. He'd be 60 now, and it's hard to imagine what Joy Division might have done if he'd had even one more decade with them let alone four. A lot of other bands from that sort of era, if they have carried on, have tended to get more bleepy and less raw noise, and New Order certainly went in that direction, but Joy Division were something else, and I imagine that they might have continued to innovate musically, maybe not all the way through to the 2010s but through the 80s and 90s at least.

Here's something a bit more gentle and thinky than their big hits like Love will tear us apart: Passover, by Joy Division.

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I have an Android phone and tablet. The sound quality is eminently usable, and I have Skype to call people on!

How the arsing fuck do I record it?

There appears to be no standard option. Skype itself has no facility for recording calls. There are assorted extremely dodgy apps that claim to do the job, none of which I want to go near. I can Google for dodgy apps as well as you can — I’m not asking you to do a quick Google for me. What I want to know is — has anyone reading this done this personally, recording a Skype call? How do you do it? What do you use?

(Last time I did it on a Linux desktop — I had to run Audacity capturing the microphone and Audio Recorder capturing the speaker, then put the two recordings together. Hideous and stupid and I don't want to do that again.)

Music meme: day 23 of 30

Oct. 11th, 2017 05:15 pm
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[personal profile] liv
Things that are not helpful to a [personal profile] liv recovering from an asthma attack: Cab drivers who smoke in their cars. I took a taxi to work yesterday because I wasn't sure I was up to cycling, and the cab smelled of smoke and air freshener, which maybe makes the smell less bad but also makes my breathing even worse than just stale smoke.

Things that are even further unhelpful: colleagues who observe that I am coughing a little bit (due to the smoke exposure), and passive-aggressively tell me that I ought not to be at work while I'm sick. I mean, I agree with the general principle that people shouldn't come into work with colds and infect and annoy everybody else. But nobody realistically expects anyone to actually stay off work for the several weeks it can take for a cold to completely clear from one's chest, once past the stage of being actively infectious and unable to think clearly. And I'm annoyed at not being believed when I said that my asthma was making me sound sicker than I really am.

To be fair, I'm annoyed at busybody colleagues due to factors which are not entirely their fault. Not their fault that I'm sensitive about being told off (even gently) for having asthma, due to a miserable year when I was 9 and my class teacher was convinced I was faking not being able to breathe for attention. (I certainly didn't want the kind of attention that involved an adult in a position of authority standing over me and yelling my face and never letting me be absolutely certain she wouldn't hit me, though she never quite got to the point of physical violence.) Not their fault that work has an annoying policy where being allowed to work from home is reserved for people more senior than me. But the upshot is that I've been given special permission to work from home today, and I resent being made to look like a slacker, but there you go.

So I have a moment to catch up with the meme that I've entirely abandoned for a month and a half while in the middle of moving jobs. And I find that I'd stopped just before the section where I have philosophical objections to the questions. A song you think everybody should listen to: there's no such song, because everybody has different tastes in music! And I don't believe in a moral obligation to listen to music, because it might be very good, but people get to decide what to do with their own listening time.

But let me try and post something anyway, cos I am completionist even when I'm very slow. I have sometimes wanted to sit people down and make them listen to The house of Orange by Stan Rogers. It's a very good song, with a message I think is important. But by no means everybody should listen to it, only people who have managed to pick up the foolish notion that sectarian violence is romantic. And, well, people who appreciate well-written but hard hitting songs might get something positive out of it, but I wouldn't go as far as to say should.

I think if I have to pick one song that if not everybody, then at least lots of people who are generally in political and musical sympathy with me might appreciate, I'm going to go for Tam Lyn retold by The Imagined Village and Benjamin Zephaniah. Because Zephaniah is an amazing poet, and The Imagined Village is an exceptionally interesting and innovative folk project. And because it's a really brilliant reworking and interpretation of the Tam Lin story, which itself one of those core folk pieces. I recommend it even if you don't generally like folk music; it's not in the musical style associated with folk at all. And because it's musically great, it's nearly ten minutes long and I usually have to repeat it several times every time it comes up on my playlist. And finally because I agree with its pro-refugee and pro-migrant message, so if I'm going to impose one song on everybody, this is my pick.

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Fanfic recommendation

Oct. 11th, 2017 12:12 pm
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 I don't read a lot of fanfic, mainly because there is so much poor stuff and I'm too lazy to sift through it all to find the good ones, but I do tend to follow up recs by friends here and to try stuff written by friends.

I've just been reading Elisi's novel 'Dating the Cleverest Boy in the World'  

An excellent read, a Dr Who novel, but relying almost entirely on well written original characters, who interact occasionally with the Master, Lucy Saxon, tenth Doctor and Jack Harkness.

It's a novel that looks at relationships between mortals and immortals, between human and non-human and asks what it's ethical to reveal/conceal.

The basic premise is an AU where the Master and Lucy Saxon had a son.  The boy grows up with both the Doctor and the Master as major influences in his life, trying to balance their conflicting ethics and their expectations of him. 

When he finally enters a romantic relationship with a human woman, he gets caught in the trap of how much to tell her about himself.

It's a novel that avoids quick, easy answers, and one that allows the characters to grow and develop in a believable manner. 

This is a gen novel.  Characters have sex (both gay and straight), but there are no explicit scenes. 

When it comes to sex, this is the way I prefer it.

(In days gone by, I sometimes skipped plot to get to the sex. Now, I skip sex to get to the plot.  There are more original plots than there are original sex scenes. )

The breakdown between chapters is well-balanced. Each is a distinct scene, but contributes to the overall storyline.  Made it very easy to read one or two chapters a day.

Definitely recommended.

CamelChicken (humpday check-in)

Oct. 11th, 2017 07:59 am
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It is Wednesday, and here we are.

A breath for Wednesday. A breath for the last full day in my away-from-home adventures in Aberdeen this trip, so it doesn't feel like humpday at all.


I got my MPhil very very rough draft outline done. I presented my work to a bunch of other composers in the Composers' Forum, and didn't die of impostor syndrome. I resurrected my monthly-ish newsletter, Passing Notes. I had a supervision with my PhD supervisor and he thinks I am "more than on track" to meet my various deadlines. I told him about my side project, Cecilia's List, and he was very supportive and enthusiastc, which I hadn't been sure of before. I dyed my hair blue and that totally counts as self-care, all right? A breath for fulfilling so many quests. A breath for recognition of what is necessary for me to be most myself.

The Hard

The Musical Hat Draw sale did not have the engagement I hoped for. That is, a total of one valiant person sponsored any music (thank you, lovely person!). I so much wanted it to work, because I loved the first bit of the experiment, and because something very similar seems to work so well for [personal profile] ysabetwordsmith, but it was not to be. In time, I will re-examine the whole experiment, and figure out what I might change in trying it again. For now, I am feeling sad, and trying not to succumb to using this as proof that I'm not really a real composer. A breath for grief.

Additionally, there are many good competitions and calls-for-scores out there, but I'm going to have to give up on all but a few of them; I just don't have time to do them and fulfil my already-committed-to obligations. This is not a bad thing, necessarily: the stuff that is on my plate is exciting and good for my career and good for the church music community and so on. But -- triage is hard for me. A breath for decisions. A breath for not trying to do everything.

Maybe it would help me to find a mental model of this which isn't based on an emergency room or field hospital: these tasks are not patients who are going to suffer if I don't personally attend to them. But I do find triage quite apt for the way I order my life: I focus on the Big Stuff That's Big, and on the Little Stuff That Could Get Big If I Leave It, depending which I can actually cope with at the time; and then, if I have any cope left over, on things that aren't going to get a lot better or worse if I attend to them or not, but still present themselves.

I am in pain today. A breath for noticing.

The Good

On Sunday I was feeling overwhelmed and overscheduled and overworked and I did not want to come to Aberdeen. By Tuessday afternoon before my supervision, I was feeling much better, despite not getting great sleep and a few other factors. Doing the work makes me feel better than not doing it, and this is such an excellent tool to have. Managed well, it can set off a feedback system where I do a bit of work, feel better, and use the feeling-better from that to do a bit more work, until I am riding some kind of productivity wave. (These eventually either peter out, or crash against the shore, but that's okay: there'll be another wave along presently. The trick is to avoid the rocks.)

A breath for finding my stride.


Today there is lots of being with people: with other composers, then with scholarship donors. I feel out of my element. I feel I need to be presentable and sociable and poised, and don't really know how to do this. Also, I'm probably going to be late for, and might be better to skip the coffee-with-other-composers thing. A breath while I send an e-mail saying I'm not sure if I'll make it; there, less pressure now.

I need to write a report, do lots of LGQ planning, finish a piece of music, make a good start on another one, wind down another unsuccessful project, book an appointment with the optician, and do some Cecilia's List-related things (add more composers, write press release). This is so many quests! A breath for do the next thing.

Optionally, there are three wider composing deadlines this weekend; one of them I'm going to miss because it's postal and I'd have to send stuff off today, one of them I don't think I can manage. That leaves the Juice Vocal Ensemble call for scores, for which I have an idea but haven't actually written it out yet. I'll have to see how I go with that. A breath for making these optional, not urgent.


Try painkillers, they usually help more than I expect them to.

Today has three appointments; tomorrow I am packing, then spending over 7 hours on a train. I'm pretty tired, but I think I can tackle the LGQ planning and maybe write the report today between appointments (I have a three-hour gap in the afternoon). Booking the appointment with the optician can wait until Friday when I'm in the same city as my optician. Can't do wind down until early next week. So that leaves the train journey tomorrow, and whatever time/energy I can muster on Friday, for composing, and CL stuff. Not ideal: I can't really count on being able to work on trains, because sometimes trying to do so makes me motion sick.

Do the next thing.

How are you?

What have you done? What are your quests? What is hard in your life? What is good? What is your PLN (or plan)? What is your favourite colour?

Lemon and saffron chicken

Oct. 10th, 2017 06:32 pm
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2 packs of chicken thigh fillets
1 lemon, juices and zest
Several tablespoons of lemon juice
A couple of tablespoons of white wine vinegar
3 shredded fresh bay leaves
Olive oil fry light.
Strands of saffron
0.5 tsp of classic chipotle sauce, pro heat. Or a chilli, chopped, would do it.

One pink onion, fine chopped

Mix all the ingredients bar the onion, fry light and saffron.
Spritz with the fry light and then sprinkle saffron over the chicken
Leave to marinade for an hour and a bit, longer if you have the time.
Spritz a pan with fry light, fry the onion, and use it as the base in your oven pan.
fry batches of the chicken for 2-4 minutes each side, and then place on the onion.
Now you have a choice:

1. You can fry the chicken till cooked
2. You can place the oven dish in a 180°C oven, and pour over the marinade and cook. It says in the recipe I adapted that it should take an hour, but that's for large breast portions.

Musical Hat Draw Sale closes soon!

Oct. 9th, 2017 11:19 pm
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The Musical Hat Draw sale closes in just over 12 hours, as I write this. If you've been intending to sponsor some music but haven't gotten around to it, now would be a good time to do so.

Vive la France!

Oct. 9th, 2017 10:04 pm
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Just a quick 'Hello!' and, goodness me, I *have* fallen behind with LJ DW a bit...

After some frustrating and expensive delays by employment agencies, I started working at a French Bank last Friday - in the same building as my first real trading-floor job, nearly two decades ago.
Out with the Old... )

...And in with the new. The work is shaping up, and looking very interesting indeed; and it looks as if I can be very useful here.

It and I had better be: this contract, and the working relationships I build with my new colleagues in both Paris and London, are my Brexit lifeboat.

Not the weekend I hoped for

Oct. 9th, 2017 02:32 pm
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[personal profile] liv
TL;DR: I had a medical problem, I got appropriate treatment, and I'm now safe and recovering.

includes breathing difficulties, but not gory )

At this point, comments I would find helpful are: expressions of sympathy; discussions of healthcare policy. I would prefer if you could skip telling me your own stories about asthma and breathing troubles, and I don't really want to hear any experiences with prednisolone right now. I know that's not very socially appropriate of me when I've just told you a long story about my asthma experience, but I find other people's descriptions of asthma triggering and my breathing still isn't quite right. And prednisolone has an effing scary side effect profile, so I'm trying not to scare myself into believing I have any symptoms, so I would rather wait until after I've finished the course to compare experiences.

space painting is going well though

Oct. 8th, 2017 08:28 pm
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I went and signed up for the Wolf 359 Big Bang. Also for Small Fandom Big Bang, with Wolf 359. They're due sequentially, so this should be fine in terms of writing time.

Although, now the art claiming post for W359 has been up for most of today and mine is one of only a handful left that hasn't been chosen. I NEED TO STOP LOOKING AT THIS AND STRESSING OUT.

(Yes gen lady-centric hurt/comfort is quite niche, this is not really a surprise, I have been extremely spoiled by SGA and White Collar fandoms.)

(If I want a readership I should be writing back-on-Earth AUs or Kepcobi. I only have myself to blame *gg*)

Great Cotswold

Oct. 8th, 2017 11:03 am
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There are those who think Cotswold morris is a bit dull and sedate and that Border morris is far more interesting.

And then there are those who have seen Cotswold morris teams like Berkshire Bedlams!

Just watch. Four dances, all totally different in style.  Look at the way they bounce off the audience!

Great dancing, great entertainment.

RIP Carla Henebry

Oct. 7th, 2017 11:09 pm
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I was singing at the memorial service for one of our congregation at St. James today, Carla Henebry, who died just under two weeks ago, aged 86. A good age, but it was sudden, she had not been ill, and was still very active.

I knew her a little, through the sanctuary work, for which she was a regular volunteer, one of the many political and volunteering activities she'd got involved in, since she moved to Cambridge from Colorado to live with her son and his family, a little over a year ago - not much longer than I've been here.

As I knew a little of, and as was made very clear in the service by Revd. Holly and her family and friends, she was an activist all her life. She was involved in the sanctuary movemement in Colorado in the 1980s, and got involved in the new sanctuary movement here and now. She was very active for Palestinian rights, having found and got involved in two separate groups, a Palestine water justice group and the Cambridge Bethlehem People to People group. She was involved in the St. James prison ministry. She's been involved in the peace movement, the environmental movement, and much else. She was, as her daughter in law said, a Social Justice Warrior long before the phrase became a term of abuse.

She was, Holly and her friends said (and it fits with the little I knew of her), determined and unstoppable (though not moving very fast these days with her arthiritis), but compassionate and without rancour in what she did, and always with a sense of humour and fun. Also a passion for travel.

I don't know if she was ready to move on, but I think the world, and her family, could ill afford to lose her.

She was fighting for justice to her final breath. Rest in Power, Carla Henebry, and Rise in Glory.

Szechuan Beef

Oct. 7th, 2017 07:02 pm
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3-4 tbsp dark soy sauce
3-4 tsp rice vinegar
1/2 tsp salt
1 level tsp cornflour
3 cm piece of root ginger, chopped
454g lean beef steak, chopped

2 garlic cloves - fine chopped
1 red chilli - sliced
1 tsp of pre-prepared red chilli from a jar
1 tsp of Szechuan peppercorns, crushed in a pestle and mortar
1 tsp Chinese five spice

1/2 bag of frozen carrots/sugarsnaps/babycorn

Mix the soy sauce, vinegar, salt, cornflour, ginger in a bowl with 1 tbsp of water, and mix together. Marinade the steak in this mixture for at least 30 minutes (mine was left for 3 hours).

Spritz a pan with frylight, and add the garlic, chilli, szechuan peppercorns and five spice and cook for a minute or so. Add the marinated beef (and reserve the marinade) and stir-fry for a couple of minutes. reserve the meat.

Add the veggies to the pan with barely enough water to cover them, and cook for 4 minutes. Drain, spritz the pan, then add the steak, the reserved marinade and veggies and stir-fy for a few minutes.

Season to taste and serve with rice (we had Jasmine rice)

Le Sigh

Oct. 6th, 2017 10:47 am
artsyhonker: a girl with glasses and purple shoulder-length hair (Default)
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Today's Quests are basically re-arranged to accommodate the fact that my phone failed, probably terminally, last night. It is in some kind of loop when it tries to restart, and appears to have bricked itself. It ought to still be within warranty; I am going to try running the battery right down and then giving it a complete full charge before I attempt any admin around getting it replaced, because its behaviour makes me think there may be some kind of static electrickery problem. (I have had such problems before with phones.)

Meanwhile, I've arranged to borrow a Nokia 3310 (2017), which in combination with Ye Olde Tablette, should keep me sortof in contact with the people I need to be in contact with. Heck, if this setup works out I might just buy a Nokia 3310 for myself, since the £50 it will cost is about as much money as I have spare to throw at this particular problem. I'll see how the battery life is in practice; the thing I loved about the now-dead phone is that it had a 5100mAh battery, which meant I could get about two days of my typical use out of it, rather than the roughly 14 hours that I have been getting out of smartphones of late. This meant no trying to keep track of spare power supplies, which of course also needed regular charging, and the associated short little bits of cable and so on. Also, no deciding whether I needed to carry same; anything that reduces my decision load is pretty much a win.

However, it Just Won't Do if it is going to randomly fail like that; and I'm loathe to go back to the puny battery life I've been dealing with previously. So, perhaps, a much plainer phone (with associated better battery life) is the answer, at least if I can't get Brickphone unbricked.

My plan for today is somewhat truncated as a result of the extra travel and time associated with this problem.

Βόρεια Ελλάδα

Oct. 5th, 2017 01:14 pm
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My friend Ky, who I stayed with for a few days when I was in Australia last year, came to Greece. After her own adventures on islands, The Boyfriend and I headed up north, to show her the sights.


Adventures in the North )

Full set of photos are here on Flickr.

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