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Sunday, January 24, 2010

On cold flats and Bread making

Right lets see what is happening this week. Well I went to writers group this week, wrote a poem called Ice Ages, the group felt that the it was worth sending into the Sheffield Telegraph. I sent it, not sure whether it got in, I must try and see if I can get hold of a copy before tomorrow evening. I suspect not or rather I suspect if it had been someone might have told me.

Tuesday I can not remember much from except I know I was busy writing in work and was feeling whacked by the time I got in so did not go to the Bible Study at Herringthorpe but instead tried to write up the notes from the Sunday, without much success, but I at least got something down. I find with note writing that I actually need to leave it at least a short while after I get in otherwise my brain is caught up too much in retaining everything not just the central bits I noticed. This is exceptional for ethnographers who normally want to make notes as soon as possible, but my brain takes a time to make a coherency over the situation.

Wednesday, I took the morning off sick, my initial diagnosis of myself was Appelkoossiekte or Apricot sickness, which is caused by eating too many apricots. There have been suggestions of other causes, but the fact is if you eat rather a large amount of Apricots (in this case it was me counting dried and fresh as separate things and overdoing it on at least one alone) they become a too effective laxative. I have had it at least twice in the past and normally manage to restrict myself. Most people don't eat apricots the way I will do if I am not watching myself. Like most folk illnesses it covered a lot, but in most cases it actually only is a few hours of discomfort and I think diagnosing anything else is a bit much. However I realised later that I was probably partially wrong and that time of the month was partly to blame for the discomfort. However by mid day it had cleared enough so  I was in work and getting on with course notes I am writing.

Thursday I saw someone in the morning to help with their research project. If I had known in advance what they were asking I could have just referred them to course notes we have on the web. There really was nothing difficult about it. Her major concern was whether it was valid to do it with seventeen people. Yes you can do it with seventeen people but you will only detect big differences.  I also put her largely to doing non-parametric as with the quick look I saw I was ready to bet that quite a bit of her data was log-normal and not straight normal (it was counted data and timed data (which is technically exponentially  distributed not even log normal but close enough to have similar characteristics). Had an easy night when I got home.

Friday was my day off, I slept most of the morning as time of the month was making me tired. However I managed to transcribe about fifteen minutes of tape, the first transcription I have done since Christmas and not only that I managed to do another bit on Saturday (all right only five minutes of tape but still some). Then I also caught up with the writing up of my diary, so not too bad a day research wise. On the evening went to a ladies night at Herringthorpe. Allison had organised it, or more accurately had thought of the idea and got what she thought was needed together. It was supposed to be a Christmas Present swap night. Simple idea you bring one or more unwanted christmas present and swap it for something better.  Having thought about it, I conclude that the easiest way to do this is to buy raffle tickets. For every item a person puts on the table a raffle ticket is issued, then when they find something they want they hand in the raffle ticket. If people want more they either make a donation for extra raffle tickets. The problem is what about the stuff nobody wants, well the solution here was that went to a local charity shop, in this case YMCA. Donations could go to the shop as well or put to other uses. However Allison had not worked out how to do this, so things got a bit chaotic. I also would suggest that people were limited to the upper amount they can bring (say three items) as we had some bring about a hundred and that made it far more like a bric-a-brac stall.

Saturday again started with a late start, got up and had scrambled eggs on toast. This now seems a reliable way for me to be fairly okay on the afternoon however lousy I was beforehand. I got into town and managed to get changed a pair of thermal undertrousers. I also got myself two new plain top sheets. First time I have bought top sheets, partly as I did not use them for quite a while just a duvet but I find it easier to wash and change a flat sheet than I do a duvet. Partly because I inherited sheets I think from my grandmother. The one on last week was ripping. I do still have some good ones, but mum had sown that one so it became a sort of fitted top sheet and she had got the size right. I had done others but not done it as well, so I wanted to use that as a template for sowing the new sheets. So I had to get them before I chucked it out. I felt as I had worn the previous sheets out that spending money on more expensive new ones was not a waste. The bad news was yesterday I checked my fire in the lounge because it was not working and it was cold. On further investigation I found that the seven day timer plug had actually melted and the plug was firmly stuck half in.  I  changed the plug on the fire but it did not start working. I don't know whether that was because I had not quite got the wiring in right (the problem is that I am not 100% certain a connection was made in all case or that the fuse was good in the plug I used as both the plug and the fuse were recycled from old equipment.

Today I went to Herringthorpe. I found coffee time less noisy this time, maybe because it was not a parade come party service. Came back, had cheese and fruit for lunch as easy, then went and slept for an hour or so. After that I got up and made bread. Something about making bread seems to fit with Sunday Afternoons. I discovered over new Year I was actually missing it. I don't think I could go back to making my own bread all the time but I have bought those already measured packets and will make it up when I feel like it.

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