This time our ridiculously-talented trail bike riding guru is on the rooftops of Gran Canaria. It might not have the natural scenery of some of his previous videos, but yikes: sweaty palms, much
Music is Fools by The Dodos. Is nice.
This time our ridiculously-talented trail bike riding guru is on the rooftops of Gran Canaria. It might not have the natural scenery of some of his previous videos, but yikes: sweaty palms, much
Music is Fools by The Dodos. Is nice.
You know me, dear reader.
I like lighthouses.
And pretty skies.
And the Isle of Man.
And other people’s photos.
If only someone could combine all of those thi… OMG! – Chris Wormwell has only gone and done it!
And I’m unapologetically leaving it large.
That’s the Point of Ayre Lighthouse (you may remember it from posts such as this) right at the very Northern tip of the Isle of Man. But look at that light, look at that sky, look at those colours, check out the composition.
Absolutely stunning.
My goodness.
One day, I will be able to take photographs like this.
Until then, I will continue to borrow the ones that Chris takes.
Here it is – big and on black – on Chris’ Flickr stream.
Sheffield artist Pete McKee is counting down to Christmas by having two of his favourite characters, Frank and Tony, passing comment on different patisserie products each day. Some of the cartoons are a little niche and will mean more to folk from Sheffield and t’surrounds, but others will appeal to all.
Here are a few examples:

Full marks for the accurate points on Parkin, but he’s clearly completely wrong on delicious Battenberg. Follow the series and see more of Frank and Tony’s contentious cake-based opinion on Pete’s twitter.
We’re lucky enough to have one of his prints (complete with Frank) from his The Joy Of Sheff on the wall in Agulhas. Surely the most Southerly McKee in Africa?
It’s this one, called A Perfect Day:
“Take a picnic with the one you love. Climb to the top of one of the seven hills and look over the city in all its sun-drenched glory.”
Pickled onions, a pork pie, a bottle of Wards Bitter, Pulp on the record player, the woman you love – oh, and a view of that city.
Perfect indeed.
In case you’ve been living under a rock, the word on the bone-dry street is that South Africa has very little water. This is allegedly due to several factors: poorly maintained infrastructure, a lack of adequate rainfall during the winter just past, and overuse by ignorant and/or uncaring consumers. And, because sorting out infrastructure is – pardon the pun – no quick fix, and the rain dancing seems to have failed to appease whatever sky fairy it was directed at, guess who is going to have to bear the brunt of the plans to save water?
Spoiler Alert: It are you and I.
Cape Town is permanently on Level 1 water restrictions because there’s not enough wet stuff around to be wasteful at any time, but given that the dams are just 63% full (vs 90+% for the last three years at this time), the Mayoral Committee recently decided that puny Level 1 restrictions simply weren’t doing enough to adequately conserve water, and has suggested that more draconian Level 2 restrictions be brought in, and that looks set to happen on the 1st January.
Here’s a list of what those new Level 2 restrictions entail:
Restrictions applicable to all customers
Red emphasis by me. Points two and three may be of particular interest to our local schools, who – using borehole water – irrigate their fields during the day, come blazing sunshine, pouring rain or umshado wezinkawu. And there are several other quite significant rules there as well, I think you’ll note. Here’s a poster with all the info on.
However, as ever, the issues will be threefold.
Firstly, people won’t hear (or will claim not to have heard) about the restrictions and will plead ignorance. This happens every year with the road closures for the State Opening Of Parliament. Every year.
Secondly, those who do hear about the restrictions will ignore them anyway, because that’s what South Africans do – it’s obviously about other people, not them – and thirdly, that’s fine because there will be absolutely no enforcement anyway.
Oh dear.
But there is light at the end of the tunnel. Because those all too easy excuses won’t save you from the increased charges you’ll be paying. For an average domestic customer, the differences in price are as follows:
But, since this is a “revenue-neutral” plan, what will save you from the increased charges is if you cut your water consumption by 10% from its current level. And, if you follow the rules and the recommendations above, that shouldn’t be too difficult.
That said, as consumers we were told that if each of us were to lower our electricity usage by 10%, there would be no need for loadshedding. And that blatantly didn’t happen. For all the reasons given above, funnily enough.
So, I predict outrage from about mid-February, when the first billing cycle from the 1st January increases lands in the post and email inboxes of those poor people who “just didn’t know”, or just didn’t care. I’d like to think that my Capetonian readers won’t fall into either of those two categories. I’ve done my bit right here on at least one of them.
Why not share this post so that your friends join the water saving party too?
UPDATE: via @JacquesR here are some FAQs from the infamous 2005 drought, lending further detail to waterwise behaviour.
How long have you been reading 6000 miles…?
If it’s more than *weep* 6 years, then you may remember this post from Christmas 2009. It was when my amazing wife bought me amazing tickets for a-ha’s amazing last ever gig in Oslo.
There was much excitement. So. Much. Excitement.
I had almost a year to plan and anticipate my trip, I was going to meet friends and family on the way through. It was going to be amazing. I couldn’t stop smiling for 11 months. I even made a category on here for the whole thing.
But then… then this:
And the rest, as they say, is history.
Really, really expensive history.
But then, on a happier note, a-ha reformed, announcing one last album and one last tour.
It wouldn’t be like me to do something daft and use the a-ha fan club pre-sale link to buy tickets for their last ever gig in Bergen next May, would it?
Would it? Er… yes. It would.
Oh crap. Here we go again.
As impulse purchases go, it was ridiculously expensive and both wholly unthought-through (hence impulse) and yet somehow carefully considered (in that this concert will sell out and I can certainly pass the tickets on should I need to).
Accommodation is sorted too, thanks to a remarkable hotel flex deal meaning that I pay nothing til I get there and don’t have to decide whether to I want to stay until 1600 on the day I check in. 1.4km from the train station, 700m from the concert venue (including a ferry trip). And cheaper than a hotel in Cape Town. I know. You do the maths.
There are a few minor things to work out. Childcare, flights, trains, annual leave and a million other potential stumbling blocks.
But suddenly some bare bones, bare bones which I hadn’t even considered this morning, are in place.
And look, Google is chilled AF about the whole thing:
Or as the Norwegians would say “Weekend i Bergen”.
Ja. Let’s go play. Possibly. Maybe let’s tell my wife first though.