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wibble

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Formerly: schoolteacher, academic editor, helpdesk operator, database designer, project manager, crate-catcher and tree-surgeon's assistant.

Interests: #ClassicalMusic, #StringQuartets, #Physics, #Biology, #Fiction, #Trees and #Ideas.

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Interests: #trees, #birds, #ideas and sometimes #TheArchers

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revk, (edited ) to random
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It is Tue 30th Jan

When is “next Friday”?

[boost boost boost]

wibble,
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@Lizette603_23 @revk I agree. The next train is always the next train, whether or not there's a train at the platform in front of you and regardless of whether you're on it. Much the same goes for Fridays.

Mondays, however, really are problematic, being the start of the week only for some people, bringing the possibility of confusion as to whether this week is next week already, or something more behindhand.

Which is why, as a general rule, it's best to avoid scheduling anything for a Monday.

pvonhellermannn, to random
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Half thinking of starting an hashtag here, about the dire, dire state of UK (global?) higher education. Sharing nuggets of senior management decisions, neoliberal language, and overall slow collapse.

Won’t work of course because most of us can’t risk honesty, but honestly: the everyday reality of what is happening deserves recording in all its depressing and damning detail.

wibble,
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@pvonhellermannn Is it "employment", or "supply of potential labour"?

After all, it's students, not employers or government, who gamble their time and money on the skills and knowledge that might lead to employment in future. Get it right and neoliberal hellscape. But get it wrong and penury.

In that wager, a university plays the part of bookmaker, so naturally adopts the motives, methods and morals of a racetrack satchel-carrier, for whom the money justifies the means, whatever the result.

wibble, to random
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took me through the margins of Nunhead, where I found an impressive, if thought-provoking, example of Active Travel infrastructure.

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wibble, to random
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has yet to happen, but Thursday found me at Fairy Hill Park. Or maybe Recreation Ground.

Though it might equally be "Fairy Hall", given the name of the erstwhile manor house that's now part of nearby Eltham College, and the absence of a hill.

Still, the council's right to describe it as a "medium-sized park" with "an outdoor gym installed as part of the Royal Borough of Greenwich's Olympic legacy" which, at least when I visited, was serving as a silent memorial to good intentions.

A fingerpost signing the Green Chain Walk. To the left is "The Tarn", a link to "Mottingham St'n", a quarter-mile away. To the right are Southwood Park and Avery Hill Park, three-quarters and 1.5 miles away, respectively. At the top of the post is a ring around which runs the legend: "Fairy Hill Rec. Ground".

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August 25 marks the death in 1282 of St Thomas de Cantilupe, formerly Bishop of Hereford.

He became Bishop in 1275 but was excommunicated in a property dispute in 1279, went to Italy in search of absolution and didn't come back alive.

Happily, he resurrected a hanged Welsh rebel in 1290, despite both of them being dead, so was canonised in 1320.

Nowadays, he's best remembered as having nothing to do with the melons.

This comes from the mostly secular Hereford Town Hall.

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wibble, to random
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"If you build it, they will come"

This, though it's written as a problem, seems a good demonstration that investment in public transport ("transit" in places) is rarely wasted.

Though it might also reflect the closure of urgent-treatment walk-in centres and the difficulty of getting doctor appointments.

Still, I like to give the bright side a fighting chance, even if it's never won yet.

https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-england-london-67168670

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wibble, to TheArchers
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It's nearly time for #TheArchers Omnibus, in which a weekload of episodes are shovelled out at once for the benefit of those who couldn't be bothered with it during the week yet, somehow, have nothing better to do on a Sunday.

So let's see what's happened this week. Did anyone win the cricket? How many wheels are on Harry's wagon? And will there ever be sheep?

@thearchers

wibble,
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@thearchers Creepy Harry's back, as Creepy as ever. Does anyone remember what happened to the ice-cream van?

And now we're at Grey Gables, where we're clearly being readied for a bit of bedroom farce. Even sheep won't be able to save this.

wibble,
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@thearchers So we're still at Grey Gables, this time with muzak, and my thoughts are now wandering in the direction of euthanasia.

wibble,
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@thearchers Alice has not taken Asra's advice, and Chelsea's trying to corner all the minimum-wage jobs in the village.

Assuming there aren't too many of those, at least not since the shop started exploiting volunteer labour, I'm wondering how the Button sisters earn a living. Perhaps I'd better not do that.

wibble,
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@thearchers Mick's turned up at Grey Gables' reception, after a fairly long absence. It is not a noticeable improvement, but presumably the scripties have got him in stock for some reason or other.

In the meantime, someone's slaughtered all the birds.

But here they are where Chelsea's at. With starlings and robins and sparrows, I think, which is more than we've had for a while. Could it be an end-of-tax-year thing, assuming it was recorded last month? Or did they run out of other ideas?

wibble,
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@thearchers Ah. The Lord Mayor of Felpersham. I was wondering, though I can't think why.

There's a robin at the rewilding, and Harry's helpfully fallen off the wagon, posing a dilemma that we've spent a fortnight doing to death already.

Personally, I'd have just re-badged some dandelions, but the primrose path has literary implications that have gloriously ambiguous merit in an educational context.

And now Lilian's rumbled Alice, too. She's getting good at rumbling.

wibble,
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@thearchers Twelve minutes left, by my watch. Just in case anyone else is thinking what I'm thinking.

wibble,
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@thearchers Happily, Alice "can't do this any more" and, if our luck holds, she''ll stick to that next week.

Still, we've paid a heavy price for that tiny shard of hope. Including, most notably, a hefty dose of no sheep. It's a terrible world we live in.

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It's nearly time for #TheArchers Omnibus, and I'm practically smouldering with optimism.

That's because I've spent all morning waiting for the rain to stop so I can put the rubbish out, which is just the sort of mental preparation a regular listener needs.

As for the rain, that hasn't stopped either.

@thearchers

wibble,
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@thearchers It seems that it's the script that's the problem, but we'll let that lie. Do we know what Laura does, yet? Feed merchant seems unlikely, HSE inspector too convenient, and if she was big in turnips I'm sure we would have heard.

Good lord. It's dancercise. But at least it's an opportunity to read up on rogue milk purchasing businesses. You won't hear about them on the wireless.

And it's all over now. It seems to have stooped raining, too. Or maybe it's just my mood that's lifted.

wibble,
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@thearchers Crows now, and something making a peeping sort of noise. A jay, perhaps? Or a blackbird? It's hard to tell with all this blasted cricket in the way.

"...it's the having a good time that counts" says Helen, as if to rub salt in this listener's wounds.

Alistair's downplaying the big hello, while Ed's increasing his chances of ending up in the next HSE report under the mysterious category of "other".

wibble,
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@thearchers I'm not sure what these distant twitterings are, but they sound more warbly than usual. Blackcap, perhaps?

And now the tea-room, and the sounds of familiar cows and a blackbird - the evolution of its soundscape from Vera Lynn to nothing has certainly been worth the wait.

Meanwhile, the Wagon has left the village.

wibble,
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@thearchers "We're being human, that doesn't make us bad people" says Harry, as if he's never met a human, leaving Alice in tears.

The Wagon will doubtless be departing shortly.

We're back at a cricket pitch. And to think that there are people who find Wagner dull.

Ooh. Sheep! One's got a fractured radius, so presumably won't trample Ed, but there are a good few others by the sound of it.

wibble,
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@thearchers "Cricket's a lot harder than it looks" says Henry, underselling it bravely.

In the meantime Alice has visited Eve by mistake, Creepy Harry is at the dry-cleaners, and Winifred, an undisclosed tea-room patron, has made, for some reason, a cake.

If I didn't know better, I'd think the scripties had suffered a paper jam. But perhaps my mind's been elsewhere.

wibble,
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@thearchers "That racket" is apparently the sound of an electric-powered bolt-driver, assuming such a thing exists, under the direction of Alice who, now powered by electric soup, has got everything in hand in the space of a morning, and passed some sort of inspection.

Meanwhile, Dr Azra has visited Joy by mistake, who's obligingly plugged what minority sports the BBC can still afford to show on the telly.

Julie and Bernadette? They're just making them up now.

wibble,
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@thearchers If I caught that properly, Denise has just told Alistair that she's spoken to Miriam about Rufus, and Alistair's replied with suggestion that they should try to be normal.

"Thrilling", as Alistair has helpfully pointed out, is not the right word.

And now we're at the cricket, where the cruelly "lovely afternoon" is too nice for anything but a sausage roll.

The sparrows in the background have, at least so far, had all the best lines.

wibble,
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@thearchers Now Alistair's had the big hello from the sudden Laura, as if the scripties were short of spanner to chuck in Alistair's romantic gears

For background, in agriculture, forestry and fishing, the HSE's five-year average (2018-23) is: falls 4, machinery 4, animals 6, vehicles 9.

And now Henry wants to do cricket, because he's not sure why he hates it. Which tells us, if nothing else, that he's well prepared for the World of Work.

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