Sunday, July 27, 2025

Comments

When I started this blog way back in 2005, I allowed comments to be displayed without my authorisation; after only a few blogs, I noticed that I was getting spammed so I stopped that. For a while, comments used to be sent to my email where I could choose to publish or delete them.

I haven't received such emails for a long time, so to be honest, I had completely forgotten about them. Maybe no one reads these blogs and so no one comments. Today I idly went to the web page that manages these blogs and clicked on the 'comments' link: to my surprise, I found about 50 comments waiting for my authorisation.

Some of them were clearly spam - the same topic appeared again and again, promoting some spy thriller - but most of them were interesting. So I deleted obvious spams and authorised the rest. Some of these reference blogs that I wrote over ten years ago whereas some reference more recent blogs.

From now on, I'll try to remember to check the comments waiting for authorisation at least once a week. And now I know that at least someone is reading.



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38927/07/2011Masochistic programmingProgramming, Unicode
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105727/07/2017Sing StreetFilms, Swell Season
115727/07/2018Careless loveLiterature, DCI Banks, Police procedurals
124827/07/201910 years of post-graduate studyDBA
164727/07/2023Displaying blog content within my blog manager (2)Programming, Blog manager program

Saturday, July 26, 2025

Tu b'Av performance

The calendar shows that the very minor festival day of Tu B'Av will be in two weeks' time. This is the Israeli equivalent of Valentine's day; I don't know quite why it's in the middle (or towards the end) of summer, but the 'Tu' word means 14 - it will be in the middle of a lunar month and so there will be a full moon - very romantic.

The female singer in our musical group has long wanted us to play at this time, so as soon as we got our previous appearance1 out of our system, we started suggesting romantic songs to be played. There is, of course, a surfeit of such songs, but even so a few songs have been suggested that I've never heard of before. This performance (which will be brought forward from the Saturday night that is the Hebrew date to Thursday) - or rather the list of songs - is unusual for us, in several respects:
  • there are three or four songs in 3/4 time
  • there are a few 'acoustic' songs that might actually be played with one acoustic guitar
  • there are one or two songs during which I don't play
  • I get to sing lead vocal on one song

The 'not playing' bit is because at least one of the songs is very delicate and I feel that I don't have anything to add to it (and I don't want to make it sound worse). For another song, I feel a bit like George Harrison in a very cringe-inducing scene from the "Let It Be" film when he says to Paul McCartney something like "I'll play what you want me to play, and I won't play at all if you don't want me to".

Referencing the Beatles is obviously subconscious, for the song that I am going to sing is "I saw her standing there", the opening song of the first Beatles' album. We've rehearsed this a few times, but at our last rehearsal, whilst probably waiting for someone to get themselves together, I started playing it at a very slow place, turning the song into something else. We continued to play the entire song in this new arrangement, and at the end, I turned to the others and said "Well? Maybe we could play the song like that - it will certainly sound unusual". In the end we agreed that the first verse will be slow and the rest fast, although I have yet to decide whether to repeat the first verse at the fast tempo and simply to continue with the second verse.

I now have memorised almost all of the songs (or more accurately, the songs have wormed their way into my memory), but there's one where I am going to play with the music on a stand - this has an instrumental, or more correctly, vocalese break of something like 24 bars, and the chords for this create a continually rising spiral with several diminished chords. It's not something that is easily memorised, hence the sheet music. In fact, it took several weeks to figure out the complete and correct sequence: although I have the official sheet music for this song in a book published some 45 years ago, the chords there are in a different key and use different symbols for diminished and half-dimished chords. Not only that, I remember that I played it at a wedding about 40 years ago and then I transposed the chords to a yet another key that is not the same key in which we will be playing. So I had to figure it all out again, by comparing the various chord charts and what I heard.

I must admit that I am less enthusiastic about this set of songs that I was for our previous set. The performance will take place again at the kibbutz pub; my wife insists that I should be in the front row of musicians instead of lurking at the back. Obviously for 'my song', I'll be at the front but I don't know about the rest.

The octave pedal2 made its debut appearance. At first I was worried that it seemed to make a great deal of noise when I wasn't playing, but this wasn't noticeable during the two songs in which I used it. There is a third song that is in Cm that also requires the pedal; this is quite a delicate song and I am worried that there may be too much noise. We didn't play this song at our last rehearsal so I don't know what it will be like. At the worst, I can use a capo.

Internal links
[1] 1923
[2] 1967



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Friday, July 25, 2025

Ding Dong, the witch is dead!

About fifteen years ago, I wrote1 what has become a popular blog about knowledge hoarding. Almost all of what I wrote then is still true today. A combination of smart machinery and a clever report managed to reduce this person's degrees of freedom, but she still didn't change her ways dramatically.

About a month ago, I was told that she would soon be retiring and that there would be a new employee replacing her. I thought it very important to give the new employee personal training as she wouldn't get much from Mrs X - and what she would get would be next to useless. So I prepared to travel to Karmiel, but each time I tried, there would be something that prevented me. First it was the war with Iran2, then it was my brother-in-law's funeral3 and mourning period. Finally last week I travelled north and spent several hours with the new employee.

There was held a farewell party on Monday for the retiring employee in Karmiel (I didn't go) and now everybody is informed that Mrs X has retired and has been replaced by Mrs Y. Ding dong, the witch is dead!! Finally we have the chance of having a purchasing department run as intelligently as possible (there are inherent problems with ordering different types of wood planks).

Internal links
[1] 169
[2] 1950
[3] 1957



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97 25/07/2007 Life is stranger than art
98 25/07/2007 1972 - the year I've been leading up to Israel, Habonim, Kibbutz, Richard Thompson, 1972
184 25/07/2009 Better late than never - II Richard Thompson, Fleetwood Mac, Albion Band
269 25/07/2010 The in-basket 4 Programming, Delphi, In-basket, Resource files
387 25/07/2011 Human Resources Management results MBA, HRM
880 25/07/2015 Vinyl log 21 - 25 July Richard Thompson, Vinyl log
1056 25/07/2017 Guitar corner Guitars
1246 25/07/2019 Running a procedure from a screen trigger Priority tips

Thursday, July 24, 2025

Beware of the GuestReservations site

We are preparing for a holiday in the Italian riviera at the beginning of September. Several months ago, I had suggested that we stay in Rapallo, but when we looked at videos from there and neighbouring towns such as Santa Margherita Liguria and Camogli, my wife wasn't very enthusiastic. "It's all the same - all one can see is the sea". So I compromised and suggested that we stay in Genoa and make day trips to the various towns along the coast, as well as seeing the (few) sights of Genoa.

Now that the major mourning period for my late brother in law1 is over, my wife very much needs a chance to recharge her batteries, so I renewed the idea. We looked at hotels in Genoa and were very disappointed: none of them seemed to answer all of our needs (not that there are that many). I suggested another compromise, that we spend a few days in Genoa and then move to Rapallo, but after seeing those hotels, we decided to abandon this and spend all our nights in Rapallo as I had originally intended.

We will fly to Malpensa airport, north of Milan, as we did last year; from there we have to take the soi disant Malpensa express train2 to Milan. From there, there is a direct train to Genoa, although that part of the journey takes about two hours. I thought that we would have to change trains (again) in Genoa, but it turns out that the same train continues to Rapallo (and who knows where else, probably Cinque Terra and Pisa). Depending on which time we catch the first train, the cost for both of us one way can vary between $50 and $75! Buying a return ticket is not possible as we will not be returning in the same week.

Then I started looking for hotels in Rapallo. The first one that I found seemed wonderful and not too expensive until I realised that the price that I was looking at was per night and not for the entire stay. Then I found another hotel which seems to be far in excess of what we need but will give us a good chance to relax: Hotel Italia e Lido Rapallo. Like our hotel at Lake Como, it's across the road from the water. Obviously we have to have a sea-facing room, despite the cost.

Here the story becomes more complicated. I thought that I was ordering the room from the hotel's website, but it turns out that I was ordering through a third party, Guest Reservations. I booked the room and gave my credit card details; a moment later - and a moment too late - I realised that they had added 45% to the cost of the room, a mere $1285. The additions were for "Tax recovery charges" and "Service fees", as if it makes a difference. I was incensed.

The GuestReservations site has a 'contact us' page, but when I tried to write an annoyed letter, every time it would be rejected as I was lacking an 'itinerary number' that is mandatory on their form but was not included in the confirmation letter that I received. In the evening, I tried phoning them; supposedly they have a local telephone number, but this number is not in use, so I had to phone USA. I was answered by what is presumably an AI bot who was operating off a script, so it was very difficult to progress.

After about five calls, I finally got through to a human being (Indian, judging by the accent) who seemed very apologetic but probably was laughing to himself all the time. After we got through the preliminaries, he gave me the missing itinerary number; I checked that I had written it down correctly. Then I asked about the charges and was told that I should speak to the hotel about them. Finally I asked about cancelling and was told that in that case, I would receive a refund of about $150 - I don't remember the actual figure as it was so insulting, but it was about 4% of what I had paid.

I sent an email to the hotel asking about those fees; to my surprise, I received an answer quite swiftly - they didn't know what I was talking about. Shortly after, I went to bed, but all night my mind was occupied with this problem.

I decided that the best thing to do would be to instruct the credit card company not to honour the request of GuestReservations; I wanted to keep the reservation but pay the hotel directly. So I was carrying on three conversations at once: with the hotel (not very productive), with our travel agent (also not very productive) and with the credit card company (slightly more productive). To conclude: they had yet to receive a request so they couldn't cancel it, but I think that I managed to convince them that I had fallen victim of a fraud - that should be reason enough to refuse the charge.

Later on, my travel agent sent me the picture shown below - someone had also been stung by this company.


Internal links
[1] 1957
[2] 1749



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74324/07/2014Improving the In-basketProgramming, In-basket
105524/07/2017Sleeping in the groundDCI Banks, Peter Robinson, Police procedurals
164624/07/2023Israeli Democracy, 1948-2023Israel
179424/07/2024The best chocolate in the world 2Peppermint, Italy

Wednesday, July 23, 2025

Dave Cousins RIP

Dave Cousins was the main songwriter and singer with The Strawbs. My 'connection' with him is that way way back in 1967 he recruited Sandy Denny to his group who then proceeded to record an album in Denmark, "All our own work"1. As far as I can figure out, Sandy's sole contribution was the very first recording of 'Who knows where the time goes'; she was the only Strawb on this track. I have this album on vinyl, if any one is interested; it should be worth a pretty penny. I remember that Cousins wrote an obituary about Sandy for Melody Maker.

Aside from that, I stayed clear of Cousins as I couldn't stand his voice: it seemed to bleat, even worse than the voice of Roger Chapman (Family, Streetwalkers).

The Guardian obituary can be found here.

Internal links
[1] 1685



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9623/07/2007Favourite filmsFilms, Woody Allen, Meg Ryan, Diane Keaton, Kevin Kline, Hugh Grant
26823/07/2010Porting the Amateur Reasoner/2Prolog, Bill Thompson
105423/07/2017This bird has flown: the enduring beauty of Rubber SoulBeatles
164523/07/2023The beginnings of a new songHealth, David Lodge, Song writing

Tuesday, July 22, 2025

Resuscitating the Donner octave pedal

On Sunday, I wrote1: [the pedal]showed exactly the same problems as the previous one! This led me to hypothesise that the pedal and its predecessor are fine - there's some other pedal that is causing interference.

I used the scientific method: first I took the pedal off the pedal board; I plugged the guitar into the input and plugged the output into the amplifier. The power for the pedal came from the power distributor on the pedal board. At first I was using the wireless connector; this did not solve the problem. Switching the wireless connector for cables made no difference. I'm not sure where the inspiration came from, but I decided to change the power cable. I was using a cable that had the same plug on both sides of the cable so I switched this for a cable that has an USB plug on one end - the power distributor has an USB plug - and suddenly the pedal was capable of transposing up! Presumably the pedal requires more power when transposing up than transposing down and the USB socket can supply that power.

The pedal is rated at 500 mA and the power distributor is rated at 2.1A; with several pedals being powered, it seems quite possible that the are overpowering the distributor. This is probably why the original pedal stopped working when I purchased the multi-function pedal2. At least I'll know what to do if there are problems in the future: either I'll remove the multi-function pedal or the tremolo pedal. So in a sense I was correct when I wrote there's some other pedal that is causing interference, but it wasn't in the way that I originally thought.

Internal links
[1] 1965
[2] 1942



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26622/07/2010Porting the Amateur ReasonerProgramming, AI
26722/07/2010Beef ratatouieCooking
61222/07/2013Transferring cassettesPersonal, Old recordings
74122/07/2014Rice and beansCooking
74222/07/2014And now for something completely differentFilms
88222/07/2015Vinyl log 20 - 22 JulyVinyl log, Fotheringay
179322/07/2024Italian phrasesItaly

Monday, July 21, 2025

Yet another bluetooth headset

I wrote1 at the beginning of June about the well-engineered YYK-520 headset that I could use for calls, keeping my hands free. The headset worked well as such, but I had problems hanging it properly on my ear. As I wrote at the time, another option was the rechargeable wireless business clip-on earbud: I ordered one from Temu which came a few days ago, and yesterday was the first chance that I had to use it. 

Apart from the price difference (this costs only a third of the headset), it's much easier to use as I only have to put the earpiece into my ear - there's no need to hang anything anywhere. In the picture on the left, the device is hooked onto my shirt and there's a thin wire leading up to my ear - I should have turned my head a little to show the earplug. I've fielded several calls and this device is much easier for me to use than the headset. I imagine that those who use the headset aren't removing it all the time in order to put on music headphones.

As I wrote originally, the documentation is a joke. I'm not too sure that I'm turning it off correctly in the afternoons, but I charge it when I take it off and this seems to be practical.

One thing that I wondered about: what happens to the wire when the earpiece is not in use? It turns out that like a fishing rod, there's a button on the device that reels the cable in, causing the earpiece to sit on top of the device. Design-wise, I might have made the multifunction button larger, or moved it away from the other two buttons, but I can live with how it's designed.

Internal links
[1] 1944



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26521/07/2010It's the 80s all over againProgramming, Prolog, Bill Thompson
49821/07/2012Trivets and punnetsSlow cooker
124521/07/2019Saturday swimmingSwimming
179221/07/2024Continuing to search on two columnsProgramming, Delphi, ClientDataSet

Sunday, July 20, 2025

What I did on my weekend

It seems as if all I did on Friday and Saturday is swim, recover from swimming and work on a new song. That's not totally accurate as on Friday I also worked for about 2 hours programming and yesterday evening the musical group had a rehearsal.

Swimming both days went well although on both occasions there was someone swimming a violent crawl in the lane next to me, causing many waves. I tried not to let this bother me. I increased my distance on both days by 10%, i.e. 22 lengths. It seems that I could add another two lengths next week without any problem.

But recovery took a long time: I didn't really return to full functionality before 1 pm yesterday after having finished swimming at 8:30 am. That's slightly worrying.

A few weeks ago I laid down a chord sequence and started making a demo of a new song. On Friday I completed what might be termed 'the first pass', adding link sections and a bridge. On Saturday I began developing a complete arrangement of the demo in Reason; this involved choosing instruments as well as adding instrumental lines. What was initially the accompaniment for the third verse became the first verse and the first verse became the third. I added a coda that was based on part of the bridge, and when walking the dog, I realised that I could probably add the tune of 'Killarney boys of pleasure'1 over the chord loop. This actually worked well, including a daring C# over a G chord. I imagine that there's still work to be done on the arrangement before I'm satisfied, but at least it's at the stage where I could add words if I had any.

Talking of words, on Friday some lines popped into my head from nowhere. These aren't metrically regular (although the second three lines match the first three lines, but that's because I already had them) so I'm not sure at the moment what I'll do with them. More poetic than my usual language

You and I
Were we two peas in a pod
Or leaves blown together from a random wind?
You and I
Were we a coherent tune
Or scattered notes played on an old violin?

At the band rehearsal, I was very interested to see how my new octave pedal would function. It showed exactly the same problems2 as the previous one! This led me to hypothesise that the pedal and its predecessor are fine - there's some other pedal that is causing interference. I'm going to check the pedal on its own (not as part of the signal chain on the pedal board), and assuming that the pedal works in this situation, I'll place it at the end of the signal chain instead of the beginning. Then I'll check the pedal as part of the pedal board.

If that wasn't enough of a bad surprise, when I came home and went to bed, the CPAP machine wasn't working - it seemed to be blowing air but it wasn't clearing my exhalations. I saw that there was a red warning light lit on the machine. With no other reasonable option at hand, I had to spend the night without a machine. My wife woke up at some stage and said that I was snoring loudly. I did not sleep well. I'll go and get my spare machine (which I take when I go on holiday) from our garden shed so at least tonight I should sleep much better. I'll look for the phone number of the service department.

[Edit: of course, five minutes after having written and published the blog, I went to check the CPAP machine in daylight, and it worked perfectly, so I've no idea of what happened last night.]

Internal links
[1] 73
[2] 1945



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9520/07/20071971 was when the music came togetherHabonim, King Crimson, Van der Graaf Generator, Tom Wolfe, Yes, 1971, Dave Evans, Music festivals, Jack Kerouac
26420/07/2010Alarm clock mp3 playerClock radio
87920/07/2015Vinyl log 19 - 20 JulyVan der Graaf Generator, Vinyl log, 1972
105320/07/2017Back to the beginningDBA
124420/07/2019More on Movie MakerHome movies
164420/07/2023The end of the country as we knew it is fast approachingIsrael
179120/07/2024M.Res.DBA

Thursday, July 17, 2025

Another parcel

Until recently, parcels from Temu would be delivered to my house; almost always the sum of an order is sufficient to warrant such service, although it may be that they constantly raise the sum. A few days ago, I received notification that a parcel had arrived and was available for collection at a shop in the local shopping mall. Yesterday I received another notification and this morning I was even 'reprimanded' that I hadn't collected the parcel (I've been very busy this week and was not even at home for a couple of days). In all of these messages, it is written that the parcel is at this shop.

Today, despite the 34°C heat, I set off for this shop. In recognition of the heat, I drove in our car and not on my motorbike - less exposure to the sun. The girl in the shop searched and searched but could not find my parcel, despite the various notices. I idlly checked the website of the actual delivery company and discovered that the parcel was probably waiting in a shop in the old commercial centre of Bet Shemesh, close to our butcher. 

So I drove up to the centre and started walking around the area where the shop should be. As no shop displays its number (i.e. address), I had to recognise the shop by its name. I walked around a wide area but could not find it. As I needed to have my eyes tested (my eyesight has improved somewhat and I reckon that I no longer need to wear glasses when driving), I stopped at the optometrist who is next door to the butcher. He tested my eyes and found that indeed my long distance sight has improved - apparently I have the beginning of a cataract. After completing the business there, I asked him where this shop is - he laughed and said that it's only a few doors away. The shop itself is tucked away in an alcove and I've never been there before.

To cut a long story short, I collected my parcel. There is another parcel on its way and this time I'll check the delivery service's website to see where they have deposited it.



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38617/07/2011Lucerne log (5)Holiday, Switzerland
61117/07/2013A radical change in our ERP programERP
73917/07/2014EAST and research questionnairesDBA, Organisation behaviour, Psychology
96217/07/2016More mobile phoneMobile phone, DCI Banks, Police procedurals
124117/07/2019Losing weightHealth
164217/07/2023DieticianHealth, Diet

Wednesday, July 16, 2025

Parcels

Today I received two parcels - one through the post and one via a messenger. I've been waiting for one parcel for about five months whereas the other one was something that I ordered on Sunday.

The parcel that took five months to arrive was the new double cd by The Unthanks, "In winter", that I first heard1 way back in December. As I wrote at the time: Obtaining this album was quite difficult; being on their mailing list,I was informed over a month ago of its impending release. When I tried to order it from their site, although there was an option to have it sent to Israel, their carrier lacked the capability to send it. After a few emails back and forward (including one signed by Rachel - could this be Rachel Unthank?), they finally got their act together, allowing me to order the disc (the postage costs more than the disc). Unfortunately, it is currently out of stock, so I don't know when I'll get my physical copy. But they give links that enabled me (and all other purchasers) to download mp3 files, so I can listen to the album and won't have to bother about ripping the discs when they eventually come.

After writing several times to tell them that the discs hadn't arrived, on May 13, I received an email saying "Becky has put another in the post to you this time via Royal Mail. Hope it gets there this time." There was no mail during the brief war with Iran and I wanted to wait for the backlog to clear. Fortunately the package arrived without me having to write to them again. Apart from the sealed discs (maybe they'll be worth more in the future if I don't open them), I received two postcards, one of which was without message whereas the other had 'Best wishes - the Unthanks' handwritten. I would have liked for them to have written their names.

The other parcel contained the Donner octave pedal2 that I ordered at the beginning of the week. Excellent service. I hope that this one lasts longer than its predecessor.

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[1] 1877
[2] 1723



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178816/07/2024More computer woesComputer

Sunday, July 13, 2025

Weekend roundup

The Rowin Harmonizer pedal1 was a wash-out. The latency proved to be too much so the pedal has become useless. I ordered a new Donner octave pedal this morning from an Israeli supplier so hopefully it should arrive by the end of the week. It cost me over four times the cost of the Rowin (430 NIS) but it will work!

I shouldn't have read 'Diet, drugs and dopamine'2 yesterday - I spent the entire weekend thinking about calories and weight loss. I've seen a website that calculates the number of calories burned when swimming; 30 minutes of breaststroke is only 236 calories, which is about half the number of calories that I supposedly burn from all my walking. That half hour of swimming makes me very tired this year, so I can barely do anything until after lunch. Decisions for this week: eat almonds instead of biscuits (substituting protein, fat and fibre for carbohydrates ☝️) and quinoa instead of rice (again, substituting protein and fat for carbohydrates).

Internal links
[1] 1960
[2] 1948



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38313/07/2011Lucerne log (2)Holiday, Switzerland
105013/07/2017Room hiring service designProgramming
132713/07/2020Swimming pool reopenedSwimming, Covid-19
140913/07/2021Bish-a-lu-laKibbutz
164113/07/2023Funny girlTV series, Nick Hornby

Saturday, July 12, 2025

More editing problems

I hate to do this because 'Dead or Alive' is actually a pretty good thriller with a huge plot consisting of several threads, most of which come to a close by the end of the book (only a little is left over for sequels).

In chapter 64, we read [Nayoan] cleans his Web browser history almost daily, right down to the temporary files and cookies. Good practice if one is involved in nefarious activities. Yet in chapter 74 we read “Nayoan’s lazy. When we tossed his place, we found he never cleaned out his Web browser history.” Oh dear. Because he never cleaned out his browser history, a whole list of file sharing sites are found - except that he does clear his browser history so the list should never have been found. This is very much a plot hole!

Other than that, the only other mistake that I found was 'brake' was misspelled once as 'break' - problematic as in the next paragraph, 'brake' is spelt correctly (the references are to a truck).

I think that my next book to read will be my second run through 'Diet, Drugs and Dopamine'1. I have been very strict regarding time-limited eating and so my weight has returned to 85.0 kg yesterday morning. Fridays are the best day of the week regarding this technique: I had a slice of bread with cheese yesterday at 16:30 and had breakfast this morning only at 9:30, so that's seventeen hours without eating. Inbetween, I walked about 10,000 steps and swam 20 lengths, so I certainly exercised my body. If that doesn't burn off visceral fat then nothing will. On Friday evening, supper is at 19:00 and Saturday morning breakfast again at 9:30 with less walking inbetween but still with the 20 lengths, so this makes a slightly smaller contribution. I really hope that next week I'll burst through the psychological barrier of 85 kg. 

I've discovered that one local television channel is about to broadcast a show based on the first Armand Gamache novel, 'Three pines', so that should be interesting to watch.

Internal links
[1] 1948



This day in blog history:

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13812/07/2008MorseMorse
38212/07/2011Lucerne log (1)Holiday, Switzerland
49712/07/2012Operations research (2) - solving puzzlesOperations research
132612/07/2020Judy Dyble, RIPObituary, King Crimson, Fairport Convention
140812/07/2021EulogyPersonal, Father

Friday, July 11, 2025

Rowin harmonizer pedal

About a month and a half ago, I wrote1 about the problem that I had with the Donner octave pedal, that it would transpose down but not up. As I generally had it set to +3 semitones, this was very annoying. After a short internet search, I decided to order the Rowin Harmonizer pedal that would cost about a third of what I paid for the Donner. My search was primarily about function and not about cost, otherwise I could have ordered another Donner pedal. I ordered from the dreaded Ali Express; as there was no post to Israel during the war with Iran (no planes = no post), the delivery took longer than expected, but as we weren't playing during the war period, this didn't make too much difference.

The pedal arrived the other day, and today I unpacked it and placed it on the pedal board in place of the Donner - right at the beginning of the signal chain (but after the tuner, which doesn't really count). The pedal would appear to have slightly more functionality than the Donner pedal, as it can increase or decrease the tone by one semitone, which the Donner can't. As it happens, we are testing out a song that appears to be in Ab minor; I can simply downtune a semitone and play in A minor. 

Reviews of the pedal had me slightly worried about the latency, i.e. the time it takes between striking a string and hearing it transposed, but my testing showed that there was negligible latency. I'll try this out properly at the group's next rehearsal on Saturday night. Then I can put my capo away.

Internal links
[1] 1945



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18311/07/2009Treeview program managerProgramming, Delphi
26211/07/2010Poland and the HolocaustDavid Lodge, Holocaust, Poland
38111/07/2011Bern, baby, BernHoliday, John Le Carre, Switzerland
87711/07/2015Highlighting cells in Excel based on their absolute value via DelphiProgramming, Delphi, Excel, Office automation, Statistics
123911/07/2019The difficult negotiator returnsPersonal, Negotiation
178711/07/2024Pedalboard power supply problemsPedal board

Thursday, July 10, 2025

More bad writing

I'm now reading "Dead or alive" (the successor to 'The teeth of the tiger') that doesn't have as much filler as its predecessor (because it was written with someone else), but it still bears the mark of bad editing. For example:

Chapter 7They’d adapted well and quickly, having taken out three URC soldiers in short order—four at the Charlottesville Mall shooting and three in Europe with the Magic Pen. 

Someone doesn't know arithmetic. Surely four and three equal seven, not three.

Chapter 16The witness reports would invariably fall into one of three general categories: I saw nothing; someone in a mask ran in, shot the man, and ran out, it all happened so fast; and Rosikhina’s favorite, Ya ne govo’ryu po russki. I don’t speak Russian. And of those accounts, the only true statement they’d get was likely the last one.

What do you think the only true statement was? No marks if you thought it was "I don't speak Russian". No, it's "It all happened so fast", which is not the final statement.

Obviously I missed my true vocation: I should have been a copy editor. I would have had a field day with the novels of Tom Clancy and his offspring.

One might ask why I am reading these books if they are so bad. They are actually fairly enjoyable and thought provoking, but the real reason is that when I have a few minutes spare from work, I don't have to concentrate hard on reading a serious non-fiction book.

At least this book piqued my curiosity suffiently to discover what a carbine is: a long gun that has its barrel shortened. Thus I discovered that the last few times that I did reserve duty (over twenty years ago), I was armed with an M4 carbine, as are the military in the first chapter of this book.



This day in blog history:

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9110/07/20071970 - Nice enough to eat/Habonim camps IIHabonim, Sandy Denny, Nick Drake, Blodwyn Pig, Nice enough to eat, 1970, Joe Boyd, John and Beverley Martin
73610/07/2014Analysing ExcelDBA, Excel
87610/07/2015Vinyl log 18 - 10 JulySandy Denny, Vinyl log, Fairport Convention
140710/07/2021Funeral playlistPersonal, Father

Wednesday, July 09, 2025

Intercept, Titan Rain and Jack Ryan Jnr

I read a very interesting book entitled 'Intercept' by Gordon Corera over the weekend that tells the previously untold - and previously highly classified - story of the melding of technology and espionage. The story as such starts with Bletchley Park at the beginning of the second world war; this material is hardly 'previously untold' but it's always interesting to read it from a different source. This chapter also serves as background to the Cryptonomicon1. From there, one reads about the various codebreaking developments over the years and how the world changed from using morse broadcast over the radio (even though the morse was encrypted) to the internet.

In doing so, author Corera makes a huge mistake that he would correct in a later book, entitled The Illegal: The Hunt for a Russian Spy in Post-War London. This book is about the Russian illegal, Gordon Lonsdale aka Konon Molody and how he, along with several of the spies that he was serving, was caught. A Russian defector codenamed Sniper informed the CIA who informed MI5 that the Russians had two very important spies in Britain; one in British intelligence, the other somewhere in the Navy. Furthermore, the navy spy had a name that sounded something like Huppkner - this turned out to be one Harry Houghton. He was followed and seen meeting with another man and transferring to him a carrier bag; this other man was followed as well. Later on, Lonsdale prior to going on holiday deposited various items in a bank vault; while he was away, MI5 got permission to access his items and found 'a complete spy kit' including a miniature camera, film and one time pads. In other words, the passage in chapter 5 that I am about to quote is wrong: The correlation of fragments of information with signals was the work of the real-life George Smileys, John le Carré’s fictional spy-hunter. These techniques would lead to Gordon Lonsdale, a Canadian jukebox salesman who was really Konon Molody, a KGB ‘illegal’ working under deep cover, and his contacts Peter and Helen Kroger, posing as antiquarian booksellers while they sent back to Moscow secrets provided by British traitors. John le Carré gets mentioned several times in this book.

Later chapters revealed to me the existance of an operation named Titan Rain about which I had never previously heard. This was the single most significant cyber espionage campaign in history [that] is thought to have stolen ‘terabytes’ of data from Sandia Labs, NASA and US defence contractors by 2004 (ten to twenty terabytes by 2007). These attacks originated in Guangdong, China. At this point I stopped and said to myself that this sounds familiar.

And indeed it does: it was basically the back story for the novel "Threat vector"2 by Tom Clancy and Mark Greaney that even locates the Chinese 'Ghost Ship' in Guangdong. As this book was basically written by Greaney, it is taught and exciting. This put caused me to remember an earlier book of Clancy's called "The teeth of the tiger" that is the first Jack Ryan Jnr book. As this was written by Clancy alone, it is sorely in need of editing; I used to reckon that his books could be reduced in size by 30% and in doing so would improve them; this one needs to be reduced in size by at least 50% and then there might be something left that is worth reading.

I had never noticed this before, but the bad writing includes one of the worst or inane sentences that I have ever read in a book. The first sentence in chapter 11 is [t]he sun rose promptly at dawn. Excuse me?? What is the definition of 'dawn' if not when the sun rises? Of course it rose promptly! I cannot understand how an author could write such a sentence and why it was not edited out.

Another thing about this book that annoys me: characters are forever "lighting up" their computers (e.g. chapter 18, "Jack had lit up his computer". In real life, people turn on or reboot their computers. "Lit up" is also used in connection with cigarettes and even once someone's face "lit up". This shows a poverty of verbs. Actually, in connection with cigarettes, the correct form (at least in British English) is to light a cigarette or to light up (without the object, cigarette). But not to "light up a cigarette".

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26009/07/2010The in-basket 2Programming, In-basket, MDI
26109/07/2010The in-basket 2/AIn-basket, Robert Silverberg, MDI
37909/07/2011Locarno log (5)Holiday, Switzerland
38009/07/2011Locarno log (6)Holiday, Switzerland
132509/07/2020Swimming pool closedHealth, MP3, Swimming, Covid-19
140509/07/2021Monty Newman, 1922-2021Personal, Father
140609/07/2021When my father died (poem)Personal, Father
152009/07/2022One year since my father diedPersonal, Father

Wednesday, July 02, 2025

Yaakov Cohen RIP

Just over a year ago, I wrote1 that my brother in law was hospitalised with suspected hepatitis; after various examinations including a CT, he was operated on for eight hours yesterday as surgeons attempted to remove a cancer on his pancreas that had spread and wound its way around other organs. Once he has recovered from the surgery and regained some strength, he will start a course of chemotherapy. There are other non-health related complications. We wish him well.

In August, he began chemotherapy; after each treatment, he would spend a few days with us recovering. The chemo didn't seem to have any effect on his demeanour, but more importantly it didn't seem to have any effect on his cancer either. A few months ago, his treatment was changed to a different type of chemotherapy, but a recent PET CT showed that not only did the chemo have no effect, but that the cancer was growing.

A growing cancer - apart from the physical problems that it presents - also derives its nutrients from the host body. and so Ya'akov, who was border-line anaemic a year ago started showing lower and lower levels of haemoglobin, which in turn meant that he was becoming weaker and weaker (insufficient haemoglobin to transfer oxygen to his muscles). 

Last Thursday, he went to the hospital, accompanied by his sister/my wife for another treatment. First were performed blood tests and the results were so poor that he was hospitalised on the spot and started receiving blood transfusions. Although after a few days, the haemoglobin level began to rise, it was discovered that he had blood in his stool. A gastroscopy showed that his stomach was full of lesions because of the cancer. 

On Tuesday, he began slipping away and at 3am this morning he was pronounced dead. The prognosis for pancreatic cancer is not good: normally patients live about six months after having been diagnosed. At least Ya'akov got in thirteen months and didn't suffer much until the final month (and then he bore it stoically, depending on paracetamol as a pain killer until we persuaded him to move onto something stronger).

Apart from the fact that he spent most of the past year with us (and all of the war with Iran), my wife has always had a strong connection with Ya'akov as she used to refer to him as a surrogate father. Ya'akov left school at an early age in order to work and bring money into the household; although he wasn't academic, he could have achieved more had he finished 12 years schooling. He spent many years working as a manager in an arts supply shop; whilst his contributions were recognised, this recognition didn't translate well to financial terms, and when the shop was taken over by new management, he was let go (he was already past retirement age). Their loss.

About twenty years ago, Ya'akov, my wife, son and I went on a cruise to the Greek islands - Rhodos, Siros, Naplion on the mainland and Crete. Ya'akiv very much enjoyed this cruise and began taking similar cruises every year (sometimes twice a year) so he became very familiar with Rhodos, Crete and Santorini. He had booked a cruise for last June, but as I noted2 at the time, he had to forego this pleasure. The picture at the top of the blog was taken on one of those cruises a few years ago.

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73302/07/2014OnceFilms, Swell Season

Tuesday, July 01, 2025

YouTube does it again!

A month and a half ago, I wrote1 about watching an episode of 'Top of the Pops' on YouTube that featured both Blodwyn Pig and Jethro Tull. I mentioned inter alia the appearance on this show of King Crimson miming to 'Cat food'; it has long been thought that this footage has been lost (although stills remain) ... until someone discovered footage from a German show called Hits a Go Go that shows this clip!

Apparently, it was discovered that this German programme used copies of the performances from TOTP with newly filmed host introductions, which were not wiped. While the original BBC broadcast was in color, the copy sent to Germany was only black and white. So that's what's shown in the video.

According to the text to the clip, there is a somewhat out-of-sync live Greg Lake vocal over the track although I didn't notice this (I'll listen again and maybe I'll pick it out). What I did notice was that on the thrice repeated 'Cat food' line, Greg's face is shown from different camera angles, so this must have been planned in advance.

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8901/07/2007Early days in HabonimHabonim
73201/07/2014CrossroadsPersonal
87101/07/2015Bruce Rowland, Chris Squire RIPObituary, Fairport Convention, Yes
87201/07/2015Vinyl log 17 - 1 JulyVinyl log, Fairport Convention
115401/07/2018New chicken recipesCooking
123601/07/2019Road 38 updatePersonal
151901/07/2022Kate Bush (once again)Kate Bush

Saturday, June 28, 2025

Weekend woes

I wanted to say a lot of things. I wanted to say how proud I was of myself when I had 'supper' at 16:30 on Thursday night, then walked about 5,000 steps before going to bed. And when I got up in the morning, I walked another 5,000 steps and swam 18 lengths in the pool before I had breakfast at 9:30. So I had a non-eating window of 17 hours that surely should do something to my body.

Well, it did. I wasn't hungry during the day but I was too tired to rest properly or even fall asleep promptly in the evening. I wanted to say that my weight dropped below the psychological barrier of 85 kg, but instead I have to say that my weight has ballooned back to 85.6 kg - I added half a kilo this week.

I am not discouraged and will continue with time-limited eating and exercise.



This day in blog history:

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8728/06/2007The results of fireFire
8828/06/2007More picturesFire
18128/06/2009Yet more Word automationProgramming, Delphi, Office automation
49428/06/2012Nora EphronFilms, Obituary
86928/06/2015Even more guitarMIDI, Reason
104828/06/2017Hidden screens and permissionsPriority tips

Thursday, June 26, 2025

Joan Manners - death of a Little Criminal

When I joined the Little Criminals1 aka the Randy Newman mailing list way back in 1997, one of the first people to greet me was Joan Manners. She was very much the heart and soul of the list and used to post detailed reports of Randy concerts and became 'famous' for them. Living in Los Angeles and working for Paramount studios, she naturally became the leading contact between the list and the Rand himself or his manager, Cathy. Thus those of us who are geographically challenged heard about concerts and scoring sessions for the various movies with which Randy was involved. 

At one stage (pre-list), she was the girlfriend of 'Weird Al' Yankovic (who used to create parodies of popular songs), so we heard bits and pieces of gossip about him also. A biopic was recently made about Weird Al, but Joan wasn't amongst the characters.

Joan also frequently posted about her personal life and so I know that Joan always had health problems. As far as I can recall, these were mainly back problems; she was operated on a few times and these operations weren't always successful. But in December 2023, she was getting tested and diagnosed at one of the world's leading respiratory hospitals called National Jewish Health.  I've been here for a week and have one more week to go, and it's been exhausting!  But I'm getting some good information.  For instance, it turns out that I don't have asthma.  (I had been misdiagnosed with asthma by two doctors!) 

Eight months ago, Joan posted: Well, as long as I'm being self-indulgent on the list, I may as well tell you that I got laid off from my job of nearly 36 years a couple months ago.  Paramount was having mass layoffs, so it wasn't completely unexpected.  But, since I was the only one who was doing my job, I had always considered myself sort of safe.  But there's no such thing as being really secure in a job these days.  I had a good run.So, you'd think I'd have more time on my hands now, but I'm actually busier and more stressed than ever, going nuts trying to transition to retirement.  (I'm 70.  I'm not gonna look for a new job.)  I'm going nuts trying to figure out Medicare, for example.  I have lots of health problems, so I need to make the right decision, and it's really confusing.  (I'm reading "Medicare for Dummies" right now.)

At the beginning of April, Joan wrote: I've been going through things and downsizing a bit, and as a result we received several posts at the beginning of June (i.e. the beginning of this month) recalling all sorts of memorabilia from 1997-9. In retrospect, it's clear what was happening: Joan knew that she would soon be dead and was remembering her life, and in doing so, helped us remember her.

This obit is much more detailed than my usual ones about musicians or authors who touched my life, primarily because I have a great deal of personal documentation from which to quote. The picture at the top shows Joan and me (when I still had brown hair) in a restaurant in Los Angeles, when I was there in 2005. 

I also note the passing of Mick Ralphs, who was the original guitarist in Mott the Hoople (early 1970s trivia). I can't say that he touched my life but he was part of the Island records milieu.

As I am writing this, the beautiful orchestral version of  "Pavane for a dead princess" by Ravel is playing in my headphones; a fitting tribute to Joan.

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8526/06/2007How one's life can change in a minuteFire
8626/06/2007How one's life can change (part 2)Fire
104726/06/2017Good days for insightsKaizen
123526/06/2019DBA updateDBA
151826/06/2022The malleability of folk songs (2)Personal

Wednesday, June 25, 2025

All clear!

A cease-fire agreement has been obtained (I'm not sure that there's an actual written agreement) between Israel and Iran, so we have stepped down from full scale alert after the "12 day war". I opened the bomb-proof windows of our bedroom and returned to the dining room the various chairs that I had moved into the bedroom. We had a full night's sleep without any fear of being woken at some hour with a warning emitted from our phones. All services are back to normal.

After getting up and walking the dog, I did a little work then walked to the swimming pool that opened for the first time in two weeks for 'swimming for health' at 7 am. The water was not cold, making it easier for the body to swim. As this was at the beginning of a working day, I didn't want to swim too much - only 8 lengths without stopping - so that I wouldn't be tired during the day. I could make a habit of this.

This swim was also before eating, so hopefully I burnt off some visceral fat1.

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49325/06/2012Cilipi (Dubrovnik log 9)Holiday, Dubrovnik
60525/06/2013More vitamin DHealth
73125/06/2014Monreale (Sicily log 6)Holiday, Sicily, Italy
115325/06/2018Priority: writing 'direct activation' reports which are called from a son formPriority tips

Saturday, June 21, 2025

Otroverts and more memories of Habonim camps

I started reading a book yesterday about otroverts - not introverts nor extraverts - and whilst I wouldn't categorise myself as such, I started wondering how and when I changed from a generally happy and gregarious person into a generally unhappy and introverted person. I thought that there might have been a clue in my various blogs about Habonim; there wasn't, but reading between the lines here and there did give me a hint.

Until I left school in 1973, whilst I might have kept my Bristol and Habonim lives separate, I was fairly integrated with the other boys at school. Apart from our studies, we had sports along with progressive rock and/or folk music in common, and externally at least I was the same as the others. Then came the year 1973-41 in Israel, during a war, with people who were supposedly similar to me but often as different as chalk and cheese, and often a few years older. If that were not enough, I then spent the next four years as a schizophrenic: during the days, I would be with people with whom I had very little (if anything) in common, either at university2 or during the two work periods, whereas in the evenings and weekends I would be with my movement friends. Then I emigrated and discovered that life on a kibbutz was not the idyll that I expected.

Reading through those blogs about Habonim, I had two more memories that I hadn't written about previously. First, cooking3: for reasons of kashrut, we didn't have meat at camp. For breakfast, all I remember is corn flakes, bread with jam, and tea. For lunch and supper, we rotated through a meal based on eggs, one on cheese and one on fish. The egg meal was probably some type of flan and the cheese was probably cauliflower cheese, but I don't remember what kind of fish dishes we made. In the summer, everything was cooked over gas rings, so there weren't that many options. On Friday nights, the leaders would serve us salami on paper plates as a treat, although I don't think that I liked this very much. Paper plates also meant that there wasn't much cleaning up to do.

At the camp in 19714, after a few days in bivouac tents, we reverted to a more familiar format. In the next day or two, I 'got off' (as the ugly expression has it) with a girl, at a speed that somewhat surprises me now (that was when I was gregarious). A day or two later, because it had been raining, we were playing games in the big marquee where we used to eat and have evening activities together when we weren't outside. I remember I was running around the marquee then something happened although exactly what I don't remember: either I slipped, or I ran into the tent pole in the middle of the marquee or maybe something else, but suddenly I was stunned and fell to the floor, as if someone had given me a huge punch to the stomach. I was helped to the medical tent, where I was examined with no real diagnosis ('stomach cramp') and left to rest on the camp bed there. Later on, friends came to vist, including the girl. The next day I stayed in the medical tent and slept another night there - I had no desire at the moment to rejoin the hurly burly. But after that, it was hinted that it was time to get up, and so I did, rejoining my friends in our tent. 

This was the year that the hormone levels were running high. Although girls weren't supposed to be in our tents, I remember one night when the boy on my left had a girl with him for some slap and tickle, as did the boy on my right (they didn't stay the night). A few days later we went on our five day hike; when my group came back, it must have been before the others as the camp site was fairly empty. So some of us - boys and girls - piled into one tent to sleep. Traditionally, we took down most of the tents on the penultimate day; we were told that we could sleep where we liked for the final night, so instead of sleeping in the marquee, my girl and I lay down outside the marquee. All we did was kiss (and at length; our lips seemed to be stuck together and I wondered how I would breathe) and I fondled her breasts. Nothing else. It never occurred to either her or me that maybe I too should be fondled.

We met up again a few weeks after the camp when I was touring southern Britain (again, the 1971 blog), but she broke up with me by mail a few weeks later. I commiserated with Sandy Denny's 'North Star Grassman'.

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1782 21/06/2024 Mitigating disasters Personal, Computer