Faynights: February 2005

Monday, February 21, 2005

New Random Single post

Drive by R.E.M..

I selected the next one last night, and I've now gone and bought four more singles today. My name is Chris Brown, and I'm a disc addict.

I think I'll kill the radio...

Not really, of course.

I'm a pretty regular Archers listener, but I'm really starting to lose patience, not neccesarily for the first time. It's often criticised for sensationalism, and there's something in that - but it's nowhere near as annoying as when they try to do comedy, as in tonight's saga of Bert Fry learning to read text messages. Oooh my aching sides.
At 7:07 I said I'd give it two minutes before I retuned to Radio 2. At 7:09 I found myself hearing a track from the new Tori Amos album on Simon Mayo's Album Chart Show and even that was an improvement. Couple this with my increasing frustration at the presentation of the Top 40 (I don't care whether some teenager from the West Country fancies Hanson, I just want to know what records are in the charts and what they sound like thanks) and I think my CD player is going to be busy for the next few weeks.

Sunday, February 20, 2005

Hello again folks

Sorry about the shortage of updates lately - new computer etc., and trying to transfer the ftp software off the old one.

I hope to finish the next Random Single later today, and then get back to the Gene website, now I know the catalogue won't be added to. Meanwhile, time for a quick update to a previous story.
Although the planning application to bulldoze the North Harrow supermarket and the Usher-endorsed bowling alley failed, the owners of the site abruptly locked up the building, reportedly leaving people's bowling balls and whatever else bowlers have in their lockers.

This week, a revised application for the site seems to have been approved after all. You can read the story on the local newspaper's website, although how they connect it to the War On Terror is not immediately clear:
http://www.hillingdontimes.co.uk/news/waronterror/display.var.571531.0.0.php

Perhaps the most important word in the schoolchild's vocabulary is his truce term. Certainly to the adult observer it is his most interesting word, for when a child seeks respite he uses a term to which there is now no exact equivalent in adult speech. If, when engaged in some boisterous activity with his fellows, a child is exhausted or out of breath, or cuts himself, or has a shoelace undone, or fears his clothes are getting torn, or wants to know if it is time to go home, he makes a sign with his hands, and calls out a word which brings him immediate but temporary relief from the strife .... It will be appreciated that uttering a truce term does not of itself imply that a child has given in or surrendered, although it may sometimes be used preparatory to surrendering. A London urchin when fighting may cry 'faynights', whereupon his opponent, on ceasing to belabour him, may inquire 'Wanna give in?' and the boy will perhaps do so ('Okay, you win, leave me alone'). But more often, if a boy says 'faynights' or 'faynights -- hang on a sec' in the middle of a struggle, he does so because he wants to take off his jacket or his glasses before continuing the combat. And before we ourselves appreciated that children were sensitive to the difference between making a truce and surrendering, we were puzzled by the number of boys who declared stoutly (and correctly) that they had no term for giving in.

-- Peter and Iona Opie, The Lore and Language of Schoolchildren (Oxford University Press, 1959)

Faynights

Monday, February 21, 2005

New Random Single post

I think I'll kill the radio...

Sunday, February 20, 2005

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