oursin: Coy looking albino hedgehog lifting one foot, photograph (sweet hedgehog)

This is being one of those weeks when I'm not sure if Mercury is in retrograde or in the opposite of retrograde, if there is an opposite.

In that some things are going unwontedly smoothly and unexpectedly well, and other things not, and plans being thwarted, etc.

E.g., further to the expeditious renewal of my library membership, I was going to boogy on down to the relevant institution to pick up my card and do a spot of light research (I think I may have copies of the books I need to look at but they are not in any of the places where I would anticipate them to be). However, it is chucking down rain in buckets, I think I will leave this until a drier day. Dangers untold and hardships unnumbered is one thing, sitting around with wet shoes in an airconditioned reading room is another.

However, in connection with the research, I remembered that Elderly Antiquarian Bookdealer/Bibliographer had mentioned to me a Person who has come up as Of Interest, and I thought I would see whether they are still around, and apparently they are at the latest report though nearly 90. And not only that, last year, why was I not told, there was published a limited edition from a small press of various of their uncollected writings, including an essay on the very person. This is something I would have bought anyway had I known it existed.

And lo and behold, I ponied up for this hardback, limited edition etc: and got a massively discounted price in their winter sale calloo callay.

On the prehensile tail, I managed to break a soup bowl at lunchtime. Fortunately not containing any soup.

oursin: Cartoon hedgehog going aaargh (Hedgehog goes aaargh)

Thought I had some lovely free unspoilt time to get to grips with review I am writing.

There have been Problems with partner's internet connection in downstairs backroom, and after faffing around endeavouring to reset the TP-Link Powerlines, I came to the conclusion that they are ex-Powerlines and should be given a suitable funeral with relevant honours.

Have ordered new ones from Argos. Upside: next day delivery means they are coming today. Downside: but not until the very end of the pm delivery slot, i.e. the evening, Bah.

This is all generally distracting from concentrating the mind on the sleazier reaches of the Victorian booktrade.

Plus, I had a demand for my US tax details. Fortunately, many years ago, I was obliged to acquire an ITIN in connection with receiving a research grant, which makes the whole thing a lot simpler.

This all also rather distracts my mind from upcoming book group discussion of the next volume in Dance to the Music of Time. Though, in unexpected Powelliana encountered during the week, who was a massive fangirl? Eve Babitz was a massive fangirl! ('much less leaden than John Updike... a downright souffle compared to just about anyone').

oursin: A C19th illustration of a hedgehood, with a somewhat worried expression (mopey/worried hedgehog)

Just one of those weeks that felt like a strain - lower back flareups and insomnia and long-scheduled commitments that could not be deferred -

Though I did get a few small bits of life admin accomplished, like finally making an appointment for the first session of dental inlay work and chasing up whether journal reviews editor actually got my review.

But at the moment having the blahs.

oursin: Brush the wandering hedgehog dancing in his new coat (Brush the wandering hedgehog dancing)

When I turned on my clock radio - which I do on Saturdays to ensure that the time is co-ordinating with the radio time-signal - Radio 3 was playing the finale to Brahms Violin Concerto.

Joy!

Well, this has been an up and downy year as ever, but I am beginning to poke my nose out of my hole. I am still Doing Stuff, even if various projects seem to have got bogged down (not just on my side ahem ahem).

Anyway, in accordance with tradition, I pass round virtual rich dark gingerbread (and also gluten-free, diabetic-friendly, etc, versions), sanitive madeira (eschewing Duke of Clarence jokes) and other beverages of choice, and lift a glass to dr rdrz.

oursin: Brush the Wandering Hedgehog by the fire (Default)

Text today from my general practice to book Covid + flu jabs - actually in a months time, but I now have a slot booked.

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Having been moaning on over at bluesky about scholars these days not acknowledging existing (older) historiography, Dept of Preening Gratification was coming across footnote cite to 30 year-old co-authored work as 'A key starting point' for certain 'productive considerations' within the field.

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On the other prickly paw, I am still failing to get up to a proper swing at the essay review - keep niggling and picking at the bit I've already done.

Partly due to Interruptions happening.

Also partly due to not sleeping terribly well this week for some reason.

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Discovered today that I had somehow acquired an ebook of recent work on subject I have had far too much to do with and had totally forgotten about it. Looking up an area of Mi Pertikler Xpertize, o dear, a number of niggling Errours.

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Attended a webinar the other day where someone claimed that a certain class of records did not survive in respect of the lower orders on account They Could Not Write, and I was more, no, it's an issue of preservation, what about those postcards that I spoke about on a TV programme once - but that is such an annoying story, what DID happen to the cards after the filming? - apart from the flaunting of Being Meedja Personality, so decided not to raise my virtual hand.

oursin: Drawing of hedgehog in a cave, writing in a book with a quill pen (Writing hedgehog)

Last week was the one where there was PANIC over whether I would have new supply of prescription drug; credit card issues including FRAUD; and also bizarre phonecall from the musculo-skeletal people about scheduling an appointment which suggested they hadn't looked at my record or are very very confused about what my next session is actually for.

HOWEVER

Though I began writing a review on Wednesday, did a paragraph, and felt totally blank about where it was going from there, I returned to it the following day and lo and behold wrote enough to be considered an actual review, though have been tinkering and polishing since then. But is essentially DONE.

And in the realm of reviewing have received 3 books for essay review, have another one published this month coming sometime, and today heard that my offer to review for Yet Another Venue has been accepted, where can they send the book?

While in other not quite past it news, for many years I was heavily involved in a rather niche archival survey, which is no longer being hosted in its previous useful if rather outdated form but as a spreadsheet (I would say no use to man nor beast but it does have some value I suppose). But there is talk of reviving and updating it (yay) and I have been invited to a meeting to discuss this. Fortunately I can attend virtually rather than at ungodly hour of morning in distant reaches of West London.

Also professional org of which I am A (jolly good?) Fellow is doing a survey and has invited me to attend a virtual Focus Group.

Oh yes, and it looks as though a nerdy letter about Rebecca West I wrote to the Literary Review is likely to get published.

oursin: Brush the Wandering Hedgehog by the fire (Default)

Health stuff:

Had a telephone appointment with a GP about results of my routine health check the other week, concern over somewhat high cholesterol level - the good news is, I'm not diabetic, but I should endeavour to get that cholesterol down. I already consume a fairly healthy diet (maybe I need to cut down on the margeritas, though), so it's probably down to upping the exercise, within the constraints of the arthritis. Apparently one can book directly to the local NHS physio place, which might be an idea though who knows how long the wait is. Various links supplied to Exercises for the Old and In Pain.

Dentist yesterday: managed to get so much work done on where the crown used to be that they cancelled the additional appointment today and I only need to go back in 2 weeks. Yay.

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On walk today, observe that the waterlilies on the eco-pond (still seething with INVASIVE PREDATORY GOLDFISH) are endeavouring one last reprise of their Monet tribute act.

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Have finally (if temporarily) got back access to former workplace email. Going through to see who I need to inform that it will be an ex-email address very shortly.

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That annoying thing when somebody has given my name to somebody else as a person who is an expert on something on which I am not actually an expert: it is something which is adjacent to things I have worked on, I reviewed a book or books on it quite some considerable time ago, and I have not been keeping up with the historiography, except in the sense of having a feeling that there has possibly been some important recent work. I am so not the person to ask to be on your podcast about it. Grrr.

oursin: Sleeping hedgehog (sleepy hedgehog)

This has been a rather quiet year for me - last year seemed rather busy, but there's been nothing much on hand this year except doing some favours of reading mss for friends, a couple of article referreeing tasks, and putting together some biographical notes relating to persons in forthcoming chapter.

There's in theory in prospect co-editing a volume, but I'm still waiting on seeing actual contributions to same.

Ages since I did a post on the academic blog.

Nor have I cracked on with Getting My Archives in order particularly, sigh. Or other life admin particularly.

Okay, have been ticking on with the Interminable Adventures....

Have been much afflicted with apathy - earlier in the year was somewhat low-spirited, and although that lifted somewhat, still not skipping about 'hello trees, hello flowers'.

There has been, I suppose, doing various health things that had got a bit backburnered - the dental stuff, which I am expecting further action on shortly (I hope), the dermatological thing which seems to have resolved, and the hearing aids - still waiting on further action re ENT investigation in right ear. But, you know, not really that enervating?

So, you know, rather an ongoing case of the blahs.

oursin: Brush the Wandering Hedgehog by the fire (Default)

Well, true, I am more or less over the apathies that struck me all last week and had various things on my to-do list, some of which even got to-done -

But I did not anticipate:

A phonecall from the Audiology Clinic with an appointment for THIS THURSDAY (whether this will actually work, as I was actually planning to schedule my preliminary ear-degungeing this week, and the timescale on that is '5 days with the drops first', I do not know, but I will turn up and show willing). And have registered on the NHS site and observe that there doesn't seem any possibility of moving that appointment so I think I must have caught a cancellation?

So that was one thing.

And then there was a text (WOT) from a key person in an organisation whose archives I had a lot to do with and in whose affairs I got entangled, and they are now (v sensibly) winding up the org, but they have concerns about ongoing relations with My Former Workplace, and honestly, there have been so many changes I am not at all sure I am best placed to advise on this matter. (E.g. I have Only Just Discovered that they are funding Huge Archive Project which at the very least overlaps with certain of my research interests, nobody tell me nuffink these days.) So felt I had to write a tactful response.

And I thought I should send an email to person who is having book launch event for book within my field of interest based on archives with which I had a lot to do, saying congratters, but that these days I find it easier to actually hear what's being said online with headphones (which is an option).

And had planned to do some well overdue life admin sorting of incoming STUFF -

Which I did.

Which was just as well, as partner realised that our former Visitors' Parking Permits, which we shall need next week for the chap coming for the installation of the Combi Boiler, are now defunct, and there is a) a new system for which one has to pay b) actual traffic wardens have been spotted and c) there is a discount for OLDZ but this involves registering and uploading evidence that one lives where one does and IS OLD. How fortunate that I had lately been sorting out a morass of assorted documentation so that I could actually lay hands on relevant items so that I could scan and upload same.

Also the hedge-trimmer, or rather the rechargeable battery died, but I was fairly peripherally involved in that one and the matter of either finding where one could purchase a new rechargeable battery, or, ultimately, purchasing a new hedge-trimmer.

oursin: Grumpy looking hedgehog (Grumpy hedgehog)

Well, maybe not literally, the waters tend to sound fairly gross, but am still feeling very washed out after the dental stuff at the weekend (or maybe it's the antibiotics). Git up and git NO CAN HAZ.

However, I have achieved a few bits of life admin, even if these also involved a fair amount of head-banging frustration with websites which are less than intuitive - the webform to renew a subscription that appears to default to US/Canada but when fudged sufficiently to proceed to next stage does concede that Rest Of World exists and other parts of it may be selected - or do not play nicely with Firefox and have to be opened in some other browser.

Have also been using an institutional login to download pdfs of various things I have published over the years and do not, actually, have electronic copies of. This was provoked by someone on academia.edu doing that thing of asking me to upload a thing (which it would be tiresome if not wholly impracticable to scan), and I thought I would just see whether the publishers had ever put out the volume electronically, and they had, and I could download that and email it - and in fact quite a few things that I put out there way back, including pretty much Baby's First Academic Journal Article, which is practically menopausal by now, are digitally available, at least with the access I have at my command.

Not alas several things I would dearly like to have in that form, but still.

(Adds that if dr rdrz find themselves in need of paywalled academic articles I may well be able to access these.)

oursin: Hedgehog saying bite me (bite me hedgehog)

This morning the boiler went out AGAIN.

Upside: we were able to book an engineer to come today, yay?

However, the verdict is - it was the same engineer as last time - it may go out again after any random interval, and we are on course for a new boiler in the very near future.

SIGH.

So that is A Thing.

Can't remember if I updated the latest iteration of the dental implant saga, I don't think so? Anyway I had a phonecall saying that the periodontist is, if not immediately fit to practice again, rebooking scheduled patients, can I come in on a SATURDAY early next month - which once I had managed to negotiate late morning rather than first thing, conceded to.

But the last couple of months have felt like One Thing After Another of different sorts, distracting and disrupting.

oursin: Grumpy looking hedgehog (grumpy hedgehog)

Have had a slight run of bad nights and feeling somewhat underslept and blah as a result.

Also there was a health-related thing which I was going to pursue in a routine manner 4 weeks after my booster, which has not yet elapsed, and am having annoying signs that there may be non-routine things going on, sigh. Also they are being kind of coy about precautionary measures, if any.

Part of the blah, however, may be that I have, after tinkering about with it for a while, finally dispatched draft of chapter to volume editor - this is pretty much a Totally New Departure and not even anything that was on my, must get round to, list, but something I was solicited to do which involved the intersection of at least 2 of my interests, one of which I have been pursuing in an amateur and dilettante fashion for decades.

I have also somehow signed myself up to do a chapter which I had thought would be a short piece expanding on Thing I Did earlier this year and turns out to involve rather more.

I also have a book to review I have massive guilt over as it has been sitting around for ages and I am really not impressed with what I've read so far, o dear.

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In other news, I have yet another bluesky invite code.

oursin: Books stacked on shelves, piled up on floor, rocking chair in foreground (books)

Partner's cataract op has been deferred yet again (okay, we place the blame where it is due and not on overworked and underpaid docs, but this is still very annoying).

Waitrose delivery was massively delayed (apparently there was a van broke down and this threw the whole system out?) and we did not get our order until over 2 hours later than our maximum expectation. Still we got it, and no major other problems.

I also had some rather irksome tech things which I think I have sorted.

I am feeling v tired which I think it is this VERY HOT and humid weather.

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In other news, saw on one or other social media site (these are getting to the point of too menny) a bloke (pretty sure from the user name and the attitude it was a bloke) going 'Large home libraries are lame.... haven't been a status symbol for 200 years.... Donate your book after reading it instead of making wallpaper out of it'.

Has this person, we ask, ever read a book? Have they, in fact, ever met another person?

This seems to me one version of that thing where people think people doing something that they don't/wouldn't do is somehow Doing It At Them, rather than, you know, doing their own thing, and we feel that reading books might have created a rather less judgey mindset into the harmless avocations of other people.

oursin: The Delphic Sibyl from the Sistine Chapel (Delphic sibyl)

I have aforetimes mentioned participating in person and in online surveys in projects for the UK Biobank.

And I not so very lately got sent a questionaire on emotional states and social interaction, in fact I got a nudging follow-up email about it, and let that lie a bit because Other Stuff Going On, but finally decided to bite the bullet and fill it in this weekend.

And really, a lot of it was asking about states in past life stages which er, not sure I remember that terribly well, at least, not deeply etched in memory.

But also, a lot of it was about states and feelings about which my feelings and I am sure many/most people's would be 'perhaps'/sometimes'/'it depends'/'in certain circumstances'. E.g. I think talking about 'social life' covers rather a wide swathe of possible interactions and indeed there are quite a lot of things that I Would Rather Be Reading A Book Than, but other things that I would be Totally There For.

Plus I am not actually sure where I sit on the organised/disorganised line: here I sit in somewhat of chaos, but I consider myself somebody who does things on time (mostly: I have one book review which is not going to get done by the time it was supposed to, what the hell), is meticulous over proof-reading and footnoting, obsessively checks travel arrangements, etc etc.

There was no 'Both/And' option.

So not entirely sure how useful my response could possibly be.

oursin: hedgehog wearing a yellow flower (Hedgehog with flower)

Anyway, this afternoon Partner got results from the last test GP had ordered and All Is Clear, there is nothing to worry about. Suspect a lingering fret about this had been underlying my general anomie of the last few weeks.

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Can also report that New Phone seems to be okay - okay, niggles that it does not do certain things that the last one did, but it is probably a sound security thing that you have to log in to get full text messages with security codes. Wish it did the automatic update on the weather though. Am still waiting for case for it I have ordered as the ones on offer bundled with it were very limited and dull.

I must say it is agreeable once more to have a phone which I have not needed to charge for several days and which does not suffer massive battery decline just sat sitting there, doing absolutely nothing.

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Dept of, I will always maintain that there are good reasons why humanity opted for civilisation:

‘We tried to stop them’: US family found dead in forest wanted to live off grid:

The women’s stepsister, Trevala Jara, told media that the family set off for the remote area last summer, seeking to escape the world. The sisters did not have survival experience and had only done research online and watched YouTube videos on the subject....
It appeared they had begun to build a “lean-to” type shelter but not finished by the time last year’s harsh winter began, he said.
“I wonder if winter came on quickly and suddenly they were just in survival mode in the tent,” Barnes said. “They had a lot of literature with them about outdoor survival and foraging and stuff like that. But it looked like they supplied at a grocery store.”

I suppose at least if they had been doing it live on TV - like these people, who sound pretty hopeless - there would be contingency plans to swoop in and rescue them if things went too badly awry? Or not? Can envisage dystopian sf scenario in which contenders get voted on as to whether they are rescued or nature takes its course.

Walkies

May. 15th, 2023 07:42 pm
oursin: Fotherington-Tomas from the Molesworth books saying Hello clouds hello aky (fotherington-tomas)

Went for a brief wander in the sylvan vales and bosky dells of the very small park out back.

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In other news:

Dept: Suspicions:

I discover that the publishers I was not keen to enter into an arrangement with are even more dubious than I supposed - saw on Twitter over the weekend that some of the people/works they publish are seriously sus.

Yet Another Simulated Phishing Attack on Former Workplace Email, which I caught.

Those rather dodgy followers have vanished.

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Dept: Gratifying but a bit aaargh:

Proposal for volume for which I perhaps rashly said I would do a chapter has been accepted; could they have drafts by end of Sept? (I find on enquiry that there is some wiggle room on this.)

oursin: Brush the Wandering Hedgehog by the fire (Default)

Lo, I sing the praises of Tiger Balm Muscle and Tension Lotion, which has had a remarkable (positive) effect on the lower back/hip problem. I was already prepossessed by Tiger Balm Neck and Shoulder Rub, which I find superior to the now discontinued Deep Heat Neck and Shoulder Cream.

I have made the discovery that the issue with the microphone of my desktop apparently not working when headphones are plugged in, is apparently unique to the earbuds that came with my iPod, which I had been using to listen to music after my old earbuds gave up the ghost. Since I tried plugging in my new Sennheiser over-the-ear headphones for a Zoom meeting about research project I am on Advisory Board for, all was well.

On the further topic of, sometimes it is worth upgrading one's tech, the tablet I recently splashed out on (it is still a pretty cheap and humble tablet) is nonetheless a massive improvement over the one I have had since, um, actually I think probably around 2016 or so? It's faster, works well with pdfs (which was being an issue with the old one), and now Kindle are being stroppy about not letting one download and convert their books, is also good for reading things that are only thus available.

On ebooks, my Kobo recs are telling me that Rebecca West, The Fountain Overflows, is £1.25, and while I have marked this already read (several times), the information may be of interest elsewhere.

I am not sure this counts exactly as a life hack, but I am trying to get out and do a little light strolling through the pocket park. Maybe I will work up to circumnambulating the playing field.

PSA for any Goth archivists looking for a job: Whitby Museum are advertising. (Part-time fixed-term contract.)

oursin: George Beresford photograph of Marie of Roumania, overwritten 'And I AM Marie of Roumania' (Marie of Roumania)

Thinking further about that thing about 'no childfree models' when growing up in my post the other day, and I was wondering, what, okay, even if not in your immediate vicinity, did you not come across these in books, the media, whatever? Hearing about, seeing, somehow?

Recalled friend of mine of similar age to self who said, she and person who became first husband actually wanted to live together in Free Union, like Simone de Beauvoir and Jean-Paul Sartre (these days, knowing more about them, I think, perish the thort, but in the late 60s, that was, in fact, inspiring as an alterative vision).

Unfortunately where they were then living people were not on board with renting to unmarried couples...

There is also such a thing as negative influence: when I was at an age to, I think, be thusly influenced, there was a whole spate of sensitive women's novels (actually, cries and howls of anguish is probably nearer the mark) about the dread traps women had got themselves into with marriage and motherhood (separately and together). It was like, now I come to think of it, the novel-equivalent for the 60s reading girl of all those ballads about dodgy blokes who come riding into the village to steal your heart etc etc etc. Take heed all young women and learn from my tale...

Okay, will concede that there presumably were many many more narratives pushing the conventional line, but they do not seem to have resonated in the same way.

Also concede that one has to be within an ambience within which one has the opportunity to be exposed to these counter or alternative narratives.

oursin: Cartoon hedgehog going aaargh (Hedgehog goes aaargh)

I mean, I sort of knew this was on the horizon, but I didn't expect it to suddenly come bursting over it because of Unexpected Factors.

I.e. Partner has been saying that he really ought to go and visit his mother, who is now over 100, in Australia, this year. But was going to leave it until impending cataract surgery was over.

Only - ooops, text on Tuesday am to say, on account of Junior Doctors' Strike this week, first appointment (of the several involved) is postponed for several months into the future.

So antipodean trip is being put in hand to take place before that (I shan't be going).

This has involved various ancillary turmoils, though at least passport is up to date.

Flights have been booked, but I am sure there are further related matters still to come.

AAAAARRGGHHH.

oursin: Pciture of hedgehog labelled domestic hedgehog (domestic hedgehog)

Though on my second attempt to phone newspaper delivery people, as they told me would be more expeditious than emailing (I have also emailed, for record purposes, for lo, I am an archivist), concerning the failure to incorporate the credit for failed deliveries in November in latest bill, am still with no particular optimism awaiting 'callback' (i.e. not holding my breath).

However, I have, after a failed attempt yesterday to log in (turned out I should have used my long time British Library user name and not my email) managed to update my Public Lending Right records (though so far have not earned enough on this to cross the actual payment threshold...)

Updated my entries in the Authors Copyright and Licensing Society (on whom be praise) database - they will now register copyright in websites and blogs though it doesn't look as though any actual moolah is likely to be forthcoming.

And sent off my latest Copyright Library deposit copies.

I have also done a purge of what is not literally my underwear drawer but the equivalent thereof.

Most of that was yesterday. Today might have had a bit more get up and git if I hadn't, last night, had a new ache-and-pain, not all that dissimilar from an old one, but in a different spot, which kept me awake.

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