Monthly Archives: October 2014

October 2104 Round-up

October has ended in an unusually warm manner, which means I have to inflict this thing on my hordes[1] of loyal[2] readers[3]


It’s been up and down like a busy lift this month

October 1: 217.4 pounds (15 stone 7.4 pounds, 98.6 kg)
October 31: 219.8 pounds (15 stone 9.8 pounds, 99.7 kg)

That’s an another annoyingly rise of 2.4 pounds (1.1kg). Must do better, or something.


I’ve been mostly well-behaved this month. Lunch has mostly been a single sarnie from the shop over the road from the office. Well, I may have added the occasional onion bhaji to that.


I’ve managed a few weekend walks, and did some actual manuel labour in Darlington today.


This exciting report brings the monthly total to 41, which is on the low side. Must do more…


Not a lot of stuff this month. But some things may happen over the next week…

[1] Possible exaggeration
[2] I’m sure some of you come back more than once
[3] Errr, OK, I don’t think I need to qualify that

Weight and Stuff Report – 31 October 2014

Hmmm, up again today in the usual “get worse at the end of the month” way. Had a slightly different work day, which involved going to Darlington and carrying things. Quite shocking, really…

Here’s another view of Tynemouth Priory:

Tynemouth Priory

Tynemouth Priory

Camera: X-T1
Aperture: ƒ/5.6
Shutter speed: 1/480s
Focal length: 122.6mm
ISO: 400
Taken: 25 October, 2014
Location: 55° 0.9667′ 0″ N 1° 24.6992′ 0″ W

Weight and Stuff Report – 29 October 2014

Up again today, and it was another one where I didn’t get out at lunchtime thanks to an overdose of meetings…

This character was loitering in Tynemouth last weekend:



Camera: X-T1
Aperture: ƒ/9
Shutter speed: 1/900s
Focal length: 116.1mm
ISO: 200
Taken: 25 October, 2014
Location: 55° 1.0982′ 0″ N 1° 25.2152′ 0″ W

Weight and Stuff Report – 28 October 2014

Hmmm, no change today…

Here’s something I’ve photographed before[1]. I’ve gone for a more colourful version this time:

Rusty ring revisited

Rusty ring revisited

Camera: X-T1
Aperture: ƒ/5.3
Shutter speed: 1/1000s
Focal length: 62.4mm
ISO: 400
Taken: 25 October, 2014
Location: 55° 0.9623′ 0″ N 1° 24.6818′ 0″ W

[1] Several times, in fact. Here’s an even older version, grabbed from my Flickr account:

Rusty Ring: the original

Rusty Ring: the original

Camera: Canon EOS 30D
Aperture: ƒ/11
Shutter speed: 1/250s
Focal length: 44mm
ISO: 400
Taken: 28 July, 2006

Weight and Stuff Report – 26 October 2014

Down again today..

I had a quiet day in today, and didn’t do very much at all, other than post a week’s worth of stuff here…

Here’s another bit of watery fun on the Tyne. I don’t think I’ve ever seen ships passing at this point before:

In and out

In and out

Camera: X-T1
Aperture: ƒ/7.1
Shutter speed: 1/500s
Focal length: 25.4mm
ISO: 200
Taken: 25 October, 2014
Location: 55° 0.8992′ 0″ N 1° 24.3162′ 0″ W

Terry Pratchett – A Slip of the Keyboard

This is the long-awaited[1] collection of  Terry Pratchett’s non-fiction writing, which might be considered to be a companion to A Blink of the Screen, which collected his short fiction.

The book contains a variety of work – newspaper articles, speeches, pieces written for conventions, and contains much that is funny, much that is serious and much that is angry. Yes, angry. I’ve noticed a fair degree of anger in Terry’s books before, and indeed two of his greatest characters, Granny Weatherwax and Sam Vimes have plenty of it between them. So I was interested by Neil Gaiman’s introduction which went into some detail about Terry’s anger…

But enough of me muttering, and on with the essential part of this post: the quotes. I’ll keep this relatively brief, otherwise I’d end up quoting more than half the book, which would (a) take a while and (b) probably get me into trouble on grounds of copyright or something.

In the introduction to the introduction[2] to the third Australian Discworld convention, Terry recalls the first Discworld convention, where he witnessed fans being amazed to find they were not alone

They’re a loveable lot who drink like the rugby club and fight like the chess club

And talking of Australia, there’s this place he visits that he likes

What we particularly like about it is the tennis court and golf course, because it doesn’t have them.

Sounds like my kind of place.

But it’s not all for laughs. There’s a lot about his Alzheimer’s disease, and his determination to meet his end in his own way in his own time. And there’s a lot of his justifiable anger there….

There’s also anger for the plight of the orangutans, being driven to extinction by human action.

But overall, there’s a lot of warmth, wit, wisdom and probably other things beginning with “w” that I can’t think of right now. Well worth reading even if you’re not a Discworld fan.[3]

[1] Seriously – it was announced last year and had its publication date shifted, mutter
[2] There are short introductions to the pieces in the book, putting them into perspective…
[3] Rumour has it that such people exist

Weight and Stuff Report – 25 October 2014

Hmmm, back up today. I had a bit of a late start, so skipped the usual Frankie & Benny’s breakfast. I hope this won’t cause too big a disturbance to the space-time continuum…

After getting back from my shopping and having the usual dither about what to do, I went into Newcastle, where after taking a couple of photos, decided to get the Metro to Seaburn to have a walk along the coast. That plan was abandoned, as there was “an incident” causing a lack of moving trains in that direction. So I went to Tynemouth instead. This time I had a walk along the pier[1]. As the tide was moderately high, there was a lot of shipping activity, as you can see here:

Coming home

Coming home

Camera: X-T1
Aperture: ƒ/9
Shutter speed: 1/250s
Focal length: 116.1mm
ISO: 200
Taken: 25 October, 2014
Location: 55° 1.0023′ 0″ N 1° 25.0634′ 0″ W

On the left is a cargo ship waiting to enter the Tyne, in the middle is a fishing boat coming in with a couple of birds hoping for a snack, and on the right you can see the Tyne Pilot boat, which looks a wee bit smaller out there.

I’d almost reached the end of the pier, where I planned to get some closer shots of the lighthouse, and maybe watch the ships for a while, when I was told that the pier was in fact closing, so I had to leave. So I did, and came home.

[1] Note to people from other parts of the UK: Tynemouth pier is not one of those delicate metal thingies with amusements and the like. It’s a pile of stone and concrete that protects shipping.