Tuesday, January 19, 2010

I told you so

I try to avoid saying "I told you so" because we're all capable of so much with hindsight, but sometimes there is nothing else to say. Like today, when I read the article on alcohol abuse in The Times. It suggests that government plans to curb drinks promotions that encourage binge drinking are an admission of failure. A monumental failure, on the part of 24-hour drinking reforms and Hazel Blears, to foster a 'continental café-bar culture'. What 24-hour drinking seems to have catalysed instead is unprecedented drink related violence and crime, soaring NHS costs to the public purse, and further societal and family breakdown.

To change existing behaviours (assuming that is what the move towards a 'continental café-bar culture' was about) and to encourage restraint, self respect and personal accountability, you have to understand what drives the current set of behaviours. What do young people aspire towards today? Who are their role models? What makes them proud to be British? Who do they look up to amongst their peer group and elders in the community? How do they see the relationship between 'owning stuff' and hard graft? What do they do to support the vulnerable and those less fortunate than themselves? It's the health of these values (and others) that determines the success or otherwise of initiatives aimed to bring about behavioural change.

I have neither quantitative nor qualitative answers to these questions. But go and ask a few kids on street corners (if you dare) and you'll very quickly get a feel for where they choose to draw their horizons. Usually at the foot of the bed. Having understood the despair, it gets easier to understand why we have such high rates of bullying and violent crime; STDs and unwanted pregnancy; mental illness; alcohol abuse and drug misuse. Don't think that these are the problems of the lower socio-economic groups. They are rife throughout our society.

Now look at the same set of values in continental Europe, where access to alcohol is, and has always been, more relaxed. Almost without exception they are in better health, as evidenced through the way families are more strongly bonded; higher levels of national pride in learning, culture, language and industry; the availability of apprenticeships and in some cases national service (military or otherwise); lower levels of violent crime, STDs and unwanted pregnancies, mental illness, drug and alcohol misuse etc.

So, it would appear that giving a despairing society, gripped by widespread existential crisis, the opportunity to drink 24/7 was not the smartest way to change behaviour and broaden horizons. Well I could have told you that. Self control and restraint are not top of the agenda when societal values that encourage them are at an all time low. But our politicians aren't stupid are they? So maybe the drinks industry, a powerful lobby, provided the real impetus behind the push towards a "continental café-bar culture"? Either explanation is deplorable - we're stupid or we were pushed into it for financial gain. Take your pick.

Wednesday, January 13, 2010

Lovefool

Last night my darling wife told me I was profound, which I hesitantly took as a compliment; I've been hurt before. Turns out I should have trusted my instinct. I didn't hear the '-ly deaf' tagged on the end of her kind words. 

Tuesday, January 05, 2010

Duty calls. As does Coutts & Co.

£46m Lotto winner's son joins Royal Marines in Afghanistan. "He chose to stay.. and deserves great credit," said a colleague. Bank agrees.

Monday, January 04, 2010

When your hero's actions come home to roost

"If Fry can turn it off to write a book surely you can find time between treats [sic] to wash?" muttered my wife while reading the paper. Further illustration of B's love affair with social networking.

Saturday, January 02, 2010

Party = costume

'Daddy's gone to a party' said Granny to my son. 'Will he be wearing a spiderman outfit?'

Dr Why?

"I can be hip, I know what you kids watched on TV tonight" she said before dancing round the room singing "Let's do the Time Lord again.."

More problems to solve (is why)

QI told us man gets 3% more intelligent every 10yrs. This confirmed my wife's suspicion that she married a time travelling Neanderthal

Monday, December 28, 2009

Genetic farming breakthrough?

"How much ham are you having?" B remarked with some incredulity having noticed the rather large slice on my plate. "You've got half a cow there," she continued.

Tuesday, December 22, 2009

Lurking in the shadows

Looking for something late at night, by the permagloom cast from low energy bulbs, is like probing dark recesses of the mind; it's in here somewhere, but what else awaits?

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Gifting (what a ghastly term)

I'm giving my unsuspecting wife an iron for Christmas. Functional gifts are great don't you think? Apparently she's got a knife for me. How exciting!

Friday, December 18, 2009

What do John Paul Jones, Dave Grohl and Josh Homme have in common with my children?

Just back from a memorable Them Crooked Vultures set at Hammersmith Apollo. In places, it was a touch prog for my taste, but overall they were magnificent. I was trying to think of how to describe it to B, who is fed up with me gushing Grohl/Homme whenever I've seen Foo Fighters/QOTSA. I decided that the gig (all 1hr 45mins of it) was much like our children's first few years; exasperating at times, but then they'd do something wonderful & I'd have forgiven them anything.

See what you think. Here's all 98mins of them last week.

Friday, December 11, 2009

Her worst fears confirmed

B is not a fan of online social networking. This evening, somewhat sceptically she signed up to Twitter. "It's fun you'll see," I said encouragingly. "I'll find you and add you to my follows."

We searched, on a full name basis, for her newly created user profile. The search came back instantly with somebody called Twatpockett topping the list.

"That's not me," she said.

Wednesday, December 09, 2009

Time waits for no one, lest we forget

Mum's kitchen resounds with the buzzing of timers. Repeatedly, she mutes them & then returns to the paper. It's an age thing apparently.

Tuesday, December 08, 2009

The road to Cambodia #2

Buoyed by the success of the fish raffle, Simon & Colin head to the park, jump on an old bike and go like the clappers

The Brazilian Job

Tunneling Sao Paulo raiders take $6m during football match and find time to tidy up Xmas bush - The Brazilian Job

Friday, December 04, 2009

Only fools and horses.....

My darling wife's take on one of my 'what next' concepts:

J has announced that posting spoonerisms on twitter is the way to make his fortune. It will however require him to do facebooking and twittering 10hours a day 7 days a week. I pointed out that if he thinks standing on the internet equivalent of a street corner yelling victor lagina is ever going to make him any money then he's deluded. He tells me that if each "follower" results in 0.01p revenue with every click then he could make millions. He currently has 18 "followers".

Behind every great man, as they say.

Thursday, December 03, 2009

The road to Cambodia

He can now look a hammerhead in the eyes. New goggles & involuntary bowel openings threaten Simon's preparation

Monday, November 30, 2009

Normal service resumes

B has passed her last set of exams. We are all looking forward to seeing a lot more of her at home again. This morning, both of us tired after a broken night's sleep, she was a little short with me over something inconsequential.


"You're right," she said when I asked her what was wrong. "I've forgotten what it's like being around you."

Thursday, November 26, 2009

The lunatics are of our own making

In response to Karen Redman's heartwrenching post on her son's schooling.


Karen - I am unencumbered by a detailed understanding of secondary education; both my children are pre-school age. I’m guessing then that the ghastly situation you describe so eloquently is broadly a symptom of something even more tragic, namely the societal rot that grips us. Yes, I'm sure there are schools that need to improve the quality of education and care provided, but hasn't that always been the case?

I suspect it is the increasingly widespread dysfunctional behaviour of children, rather than a nationwide collapse in the quality of teachers, teaching and school funding, that prevents so many youngsters today from enjoying an enriching and rewarding learning experience at school.

At some point over the last couple of generations, we seem to have lost sight of how to nurture the basic values children need if they are to become responsible members of society as adults. Respect for elders and family; an understanding that needs are fulfilled through hard graft; tolerance, acceptance and thinking of others; a sense of purpose in life and an understanding that we exist as part of a community and not as individuals, to name but a few.

Our consumption driven, selfishly motivated way of living today seems entirely at odds with real happiness and fulfillment both for children and society as a whole.

Fortunately for your son, he has the most important provision on his journey through childhood; parents who care deeply and who will stop at nothing to help him on his way. Bravo!

Monday, February 23, 2009

Sharks, crocodiles, dinosaurs and wet floors

"... are all very dangerous," declared H, having woken us pre-dawn this morning with something important to say.