A Room with a View

Lingamish tagged me with this meme, and then in a comment dared to suggest that there are not many sunny days in England. In fact this month has been unusually sunny, and as I write the sun is shining through the window and in fact on to my computer screen. So I can offer this picture dsc00338_00.JPGof my desk with the view outside. I took this at about the same time yesterday, when my computer was not on (as I had just come in) but the sun was again shining on its screen. I had also temporarily taken down the net curtains so that the houses across the walkway are visible.

Given the trouble I got into from the one person (so far) who didn’t actually ignore the last set of tags I posted, this time I will refrain from tagging anyone.

Swimming with sharks and crocodiles

A few weeks ago Lingamish posted on Swimming with sharks, complete with a scary-looking picture of a shark jumping out of the water, supposedly near where he had been swimming in South Africa. But it turns out he never even saw a shark himself, he just got scared of them because of some pictures he saw in a British newspaper. In fact from this photo it looks as if he put on his swimming trunks but didn’t go within a mile of the sea.

This kind of wimpishness wouldn’t have gone down well in Australia where I spent six months in 2002-3. The sea all around the island continent was infested by sharks, but that didn’t stop everyone, including me, from spending as much as they could of the summer in it. The only sharks I actually saw were in an aquarium. But a friend of mine deliberately went diving with sharks, and showed me a video he had taken of his encounters. Apparently they are quite harmless if you know how to react to them: you should swim towards them and hit them on the nose!

Anyway, sharks are nothing to Australian crocodiles. And I went swimming with them as well – once in a place where there was a warning sign but we were assured it was in fact safe, and another time by mistake in a place which was not safe. I didn’t have any close encounters while swimming with them. But I did from a boat. These two pictures – full length photos with a normal lens – are not from a newspaper, I took them myself. Click to see them full size.

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These photos are taken on the Adelaide river in the Northern Territory. These saltwater crocs are living in the wild but are fed from tourist boats like the one I was on, in effect trained to jump out of the water to take lumps of meat off a kind of fishing rod. They were so close that I could almost have touched them – but we were warned to keep our hands inside the boat, in case the crocs thought they were lumps of meat being offered to them.

Rowan Williams remembers Charlie Moule

A few months ago I reported the death of Prof Charlie Moule, whom I had known when I was an undergraduate at Cambridge and he was a distinguished professor.

I thank Doug Chaplin for reminding me that Charlie’s memorial service took place recently, on Saturday 9th February in Cambridge. The preacher was Archbishop Rowan Williams. This was at the height of the recent sharia law controversy, and it was after this service that Williams was briefly heckled, but he made no mention of that subject on this occasion. (I will resist the temptation to bring in connections between that subject and this memorial service, out of respect for Moule.)

Doug has provided a link to what Williams did say at this service: a moving tribute to his former tutor. Doug provided some extracts; here I make my own partially overlapping selections from the address. Continue reading

Intellectual Arrogance and the Archbishop

Ruth Gledhill writes in The Times – not in her blog but in a proper newspaper article – about Archbishop Rowan Williams:

Although he is a holy and spiritual man, danger lies in the appearance of the kind of intellectual arrogance common to many of Britain’s liberal elite. It is an arrogance that affords no credibility or respect to the popular voice. And although this arrogance, with the assumed superiority of the Oxbridge rationalist, is not shared by his staff at Lambeth Palace, it is by some of those outside Lambeth from whom he regularly seeks counsel.

Neither the Archbishop nor his staff regard his speech as mistaken. They are merely concerned that it has been misunderstood. This characterises the otherworldliness that still pervades the inner sanctums of the Church of England.

I share with Dr Williams his Oxbridge rationalist background (as does Bishop NT Wright). I studied at Clare College, Cambridge a few years before Williams became Dean and Chaplain there. Jane Paul who later became Mrs Williams was a fellow student with me, and we worshipped together at the college chapel.

At Cambridge I saw this rationalism and intellectual arrogance at work, and to some extent I shared it. But then, called by God as I believe, I left the ivory towers and my plans for PhD studies to get a job in the real world of Essex, and to join a real church. Now, after 30 years and various travels, I am back in Essex and both living and worshipping on a former council estate used for housing single parent families and people with drug problems. And quite frankly I am much happier to be away from the world of intellectual arrogance and instead in touch with and listening to, although often not agreeing with, ordinary people in the real world.

Meanwhile, press coverage (summarised here; see also this BBC analysis) remains largely hostile to Williams. But the Church of England at its General Synod seems to have largely closed ranks around him, even giving him a standing ovation. Perhaps this is because the majority share Williams’ Oxbridge rationalism and are at least tinged with his intellectual arrogance. Only a small minority at the Synod, led by long-term critic Canon Chris Sugden of Anglican Mainstream (ironically also an Oxbridge rationalist) is publicly criticising him. So it looks as if Williams will survive this crisis unless he chooses to go himself. But the cost has been immense to the credibility of the Anglican church in this country, and even more so in places like Nigeria and Pakistan.

The most worrying thing is that Dr Williams doesn’t seem to care what ordinary people think or say. As Ruth Gledhill puts it,

Dr Williams holds such populist tendencies in disdain. … The difficulty [his chief adviser] and the Archbishop’s other advisers face is that Dr Williams does not believe he is in a hole, or that if he is, it is a false hole, one dug for him by the media.

More on learning styles

It is only a couple of months since I took the VARK learning styles questionnaire. Now I have taken another questionnaire on learning styles, from learning-styles-online.com, which was recommended by Sally. This new one differs from that VARK one in offering seven different styles rather than four, and in its claim

This is the web’s only free learning styles test with a graphical result page!

Indeed, VARK did not offer graphical results, but www.learning-styles-online.com does, and here are mine:

Your results

These are the results of your inventory. The scores are out of 20 for each style. A score of 20 indicates you use that style often.

Style Scores

Visual 7
Social 3
Physical 8
Aural 2
Verbal 10
Solitary 10
Logical 14

Memletic Learning Styles Graph:

Again I score low on aural, and relatively high on visual and physical/kinesthetic. My verbal or read/write score comes out significantly higher this time. But my highest scores are for categories not in VARK: logical and solitary. I don’t know why there is such a difference except that perhaps I answer these things inconsistently!

I'm still here, just about

My apologies for not posting much recently. I haven’t gone away completely. But I have been extremely busy, mostly still with my house move. Also as part of this I lost my broadband connection for a few days while it was being moved to the new house, and because of this there has been a large backlog of blog posts and other material for me to read. The upside of that is that the broadband connection is now ten times faster than it used to be (5 MB) at the same price, and my ISP apologised for the delay and gave me a discount because of it.

There is still a lot to do to sort out this new house and to get the old one in a good enough state to let. So I don’t expect to be blogging a lot in the near future. But I hope things will gradually return to something like normal.

Moved at last

Sorry to be slow blogging recently. I have been working hard on my new house with the aim of making it habitable. I seem to have spent most of the last month tiling and otherwise redecorating my bathroom – I did start before Christmas, and it still isn’t completely finished. But it is complete enough for me to move in tonight, just less than a month since I got the keys.

For the moment my computer and office things remain at the old house, not least because I still haven’t got a phone line at the new one. I was waiting for TalkTalk to set me up with their very good free broadband offer, only to find out yesterday that they can’t do it unless I first have the BT line put in my name – which implies a one year minimum contract with BT. Why didn’t they tell me that a month ago? So I am going back to BT, who can probably set up my phone line in a few days, and Metronet for broadband, who promise to transfer my account in a week. Maybe I will try TalkTalk next year.

My new house

My new houseA few weeks ago I mentioned that I was buying a new house. Now at last, the interminable English system of home buying has been completed actually rather quickly, only just two months. On Wednesday morning I got the keys to the house. I don’t actually have to move out of the old house straight away, as I am letting it, not selling. So I have the luxury of moving gradually. Nevertheless, with the Christmas holidays coming up I need to get a move on.

My main concern was whether I could get a carpet for the lounge-diner before Christmas – all the other carpets had been sold with the house. I went to the carpet shop on Wednesday afternoon, and the response was at first predictable: “That’ll be difficult, we’re really busy just before Christmas” – and then they said they could fit a carpet the very next morning at 9 am, if I chose one they had in stock! Of course I went ahead. But first I wanted to repaint the walls of the room, something which of course makes sense to do before laying a carpet. The old paint was lilac as in this “before” picture397 Meadgate Avenue interior before, a beautiful colour for flowers but not in my opinion for walls, and it would hardly go well with my new “harvest” coloured carpet. So I bought some magnolia paint and spent Wednesday evening painting. As a result, within 24 hours of getting the keys I had both a new carpet and freshly painted walls in the main room. This kind of energy is not quite like me. Let’s see how long it lasts! Maybe there will be an “after” picture.

This is of course the main reason why I haven’t been blogging for the last few days. But I am not doing very much in the new house over the weekend, so I may have a chance to write a few things.

My inner European

I’m a little surprised to find that:


Your Inner European is French!


Smart and sophisticated.
You have the best of everything – at least, *you* think so.

Who’s Your Inner European?

I don’t think I am actually very sophisticated, nor smart in the sense that I think they have in mind. I never used to like the French, but I have grown to appreciate them. It’s just that sometimes I wish the feelings were mutual.

But they have got me with the picture of the Eiffel Tower. Here is a real one of me near it, from last December.

Thanks to Pam for the tip.

Kinesthetic and Visual

I just took the VARK questionnaire about learning styles suggested by Tim Bulkeley. My score came out as

  • Visual: 5
  • Aural: 0
  • Read/Write: 2
  • Kinesthetic: 9

This is not one of those questionnaires which gives you a nice bit of HTML to paste your results into your website or blog, which tends to reassure me that, unlike the source of the last set of such results I posted, this is actually a reasonably reliable site.

So, like Tim, I am basically a “kinesthetic” learner (actually the British, and New Zealand, spelling should be “kinaesthetic”), with a second strength of “visual”. We are

the ones who fiddle with their pens while others are talking, and who walk about or wave their hands a lot…

… (Kinesthetic learners do not like sitting still being talked to, or even with 😉

Note the zero score for “aural”. No wonder I find it hard to learn from sermons without visual content. I always find myself distracted from the sermon if there is anything to see or do. This is why I never download podcasts, even ones only five minutes long, sorry Tim.

Unlike Tim, I have experience tertiary education, of a kind, oriented in part to my kinesthetic learning style. I learned Hebrew from the late John Dobson using in part a total physical response method. I remember learning the Hebrew for “stand up”, “sit down” and “turn around” by actually doing these actions at the teacher’s request, and this part has stuck in my memory far better than most of the course. Perhaps if preachers did a bit more of this I might not forget what they said before I get home.

On the other hand, I hate choruses with actions (perhaps because the actions distract me too much), and I don’t like breaking up into small discussion groups (a different aural strategy). If you are not going to give me something relevant to do, just let me fiddle with my pen or wander round the room.