London ILB - FAP?

when fizzles resurfaces (and tells the fishing story) this is the second book i was talking about:
https://images-eu.ssl-images-amazon.com/images/I/51Qba0h8ouL._SL500_SX304_BO1,204,203,200_.jpg

"puffin plus" means "scariest YA book evah"

Ah yes, had a couple of 'quiet' days. Ok, that looks great. And that Puffin Plus series was often great and harrowing iirr, lots of nuclear apocalypse and horror - the scarecrows and devil on the road by robert westall, brother in the land are the ones that immediately spring to mind.

So:

from Lodovico Guicciardini’s account of his travels in the Low Countries, Descrittione di Lodovico Guicciardini patritio fiorentino di tutti i Paesi Bassi altrimenti detti Germania inferiore (1567)—published in English in 1597 as The Description of the Low Countreys

This is an Ilande in which are some villages abounding with excellent good pastures, greate plentie of Cattell and excellent good fish, especialle Dog-fish, the taking wherof is verie strange and ridiculous, for you shall understand that the Ilande men disguise themselves like Beasts, and in that attire go to the Seaside at such times as they knowe that these fishes will come forth of the sea to take the ayre for their recreation upon the shore, then these diguised men fall and dauncing and leaping with the which sport the fishes being greatly delighted are by the means drawne far from the Sea, while in the meane time nets are pitched betweene the Sea and them, which being done, the dauncers throwe off there digsuised apparell and discovere themselves, wherewith the fishes being astonished, flee towards the Sea and are taken in the nets.

Any explanations accepted. As I said my current ones are

1) He didn’t actually go to Schellinck, and despite sort of implying that he has seen this curious custom, was having his leg pulled (or he totally misunderstood what the person was saying – possible in an area with so many dialects. It is a pretty total misunderstanding though)

2) Something of the sort actually took place and, as it is clearly described as a custom, also worked.

3) Something went badly wrong with the translation (I haven't read the original), though that does imply an equal credulity on the part of the translator.

4) He was on drugs.

I've got a note here that says 'John le Carré' but that isn't enormously helpful by itself.

Likewise 'ducks and love' (terms of address rather than er... another obscure hunting method)

'Dog chasing carrier jet' boris I can (I think this must have been by analogy of the old thing of dogs chasing cars: 'what will they do if they catch it?' - times a thousand here obv)

MiG-29SMT(R) under attack at Khmeimim airbase. pic.twitter.com/TftsOaeQmu

— monitoring (@warsmonitoring) September 14, 2017

The review of the Hilary Clinton biography in the style of someone has no recent memory of politics:

https://www.pastemagazine.com/articles/2017/10/what-happened-review-so-long.html

Also a note here for 'those who dwell within walls of felt' as the literal description of the mongols, but i can't remember why.

Hospital literature - fragments as much as anything else:
Voice Through a Cloud - Denton Welch, which contains this:

Last Monday I went to supper with Noel Adeney. We had cold soup flavoured with claret, and fennel in long green shreds; then a sort of pilau of rice, onions fried, pimento excitingly scarlet like dogs’ tools, and grated cheese. The tiniest new potatoes and salad. Afterwards plums, and creamy mild tomato cocktail to drink.

and the gin and hot chicken stock (now remembering mark s' toast sandwich lol)

A Peep Round the Twist - Kingsley Amis
Early part on morphine in The Strings are False - Louis MacNiece
Tim - you suggested a Swedish novel... Winter's something? Sounded good, if harrowing

Molto Adagio – Andante – Heiliger Dankgesang eines Genesenen an die Gottheit, in der lydischen Tonart. A song of holy thanks giving by one recently recovering from illness, in the lydian mode. the third movement of Beethoven's 15th String Quarter

one of my all time favourite pieces. and then inevitably, but I do think it captures something of both the institutionalisation and the delirium of hospital

The Fall - Your Future Our Clutter

and last but very much not least, many apologies for that terrible rambling and uncogent story about the football league game. I have found it, though:

Saturday 9th December 1995. Swansea in an uncovered stand at the far end of the old Manor Ground where it pissed down with rain solidly, and where after 1-1 in the first half, Oxford put another six past them at the home end. The 50-a-day (according to this kid) midfielder might have been Mickey Lewis, but i can't remember at this remove.

Enjoyed the evening very much.

i wrote up the toast sandwiches (and the rest) a while back:
http://freakytrigger.co.uk/pumpkin/2003/10/invalid-food

incidentally:

A person whose agency or participation in a proceeding is made use of to prevent its real design from being suspected.

1612 J. Webster White Divel iii. i. 41 You..were made his engine, and his stauking horse, To undo my sister.
1694 W. Congreve Double-dealer ii. i. 20 Do you think her fit for nothing but to be a Stalking-Horse, to stand before you, while you take aim at my Wife?
a1763 W. Shenstone Progress of Taste i. in Wks. (1764) I. 265 Let me provide Some human form to grace my side; At hand,..An useful, pliant, stalking-horse!
1963 Times 12 Jan. 6/2 This meant that the Europeans would regard us as the stalking horse or paid hand of Uncle Sam and would not wish us to participate fully in European affairs.
1977 J. M. Harrison in Bond & McLeod Newslett. to Newspapers iii. 208 Zenger was actually a stalking horse for the group of wealthy politicians who owned the New York Journal.
1980 Jewish Chron. 15 Feb. 1/1 It raises the fear that the Irish may be acting as a stalking horse for the whole European Economic Community.

(fowlers aiming to catch birds rather than hunters aiming to shoot deer)

earlier this week dreamed we attempted a fap in the west of ireland at a village on a remote strand. the hotel we were in was shabby but comfortable, with an excellent bar - broken backed armchairs, fireplace, good whisky, wine and beer, and roasted meats. the hotel was at the base of the village, which was cobbled, and rose up the side of the cliff - woof and i wandered round it and got back to the hotel bar to find mark s sitting there reading a huge old volume of Dr Johnson, around which we constructed a complicated parlour game - even in the dream i couldn't really work out the rules or what the hell was going on.

looked out of the leaded window at the channel of water that separated the village from the mainland. very silvery under the grey skies, and realised that the others would struggle to get there because of stormy weather and incoming tide.

there was drinking and merriment, and then went up the very steep winding stairs to our bedrooms. there was something else odd about this that I can't remember now - something to do with Newton? Anyway, I passed out on the bed, but woke up in the dead of night, and went up and onto the roof of the turreted hotel. The storm had passed, an the sky was full of tattered clouds, with a full moon. looked over the sea crashing into the coast.

was a good dream. suggest we actually go there for the next fap.

"i hear you're a blockhead now father"

Haven't I been saying it for years. could nominate ten places, if you'll compromise on cobbles.

Have ye read Kevin Barry's short story on the madness that inhabits just such a residence on the night of a flood in killary?

NB I was locationally convenient but temporally unavailable for a fap last night but ilb cru are far out of my depth anyway tbh

That's some triangulation puzzle rly

Haven't I been saying it for years. could nominate ten places, if you'll compromise on cobbles.

Have ye read Kevin Barry's short story on the madness that inhabits just such a residence on the night of a flood in killary?

NB I was locationally convenient but temporally unavailable for a fap last night but ilb cru are far out of my depth anyway tbh

That's some triangulation puzzle rly

very VERY short notice but ilb-ers who want to see geeta, we are meeting in the windsor castle in lower clapton road tonight from around 630 tonight

Aw, give Geeta my love but I've zero chance of getting to Clapton tonight.

I thought briefly about posting this to the ILM year-end lists thread but it's probably better here: https://www.a-n.co.uk/news/artists-books-2017-10-best-noise-alphabet-rearranged-romance

Festive pint anyone? Or are we better giving Pub Amateur Month the swerve?

"London-based artist"

Festive pint anyone? Or are we better giving Pub Amateur Month the swerve?

All London-based piss artists welcome.

Nice you are an artist now Tim - we must celebrate :)

I am around Thurs 14th (7th is tricky..)

I think I could be there on the 14th.

Cool, #metoo, lets set it - see you then.

Tim you about, anybody else or shall we postpone? Just recalled this now..

I think I'll go as I want game pie in this weather

I am about, I'll be very happy to join you in your game (pie) (or get one of my own).

Excellent, should be there six-ish

I'll try to get down, 8.30ish.

shopping all day so attendance uncertain -- will try, may be fried

31st or 7th, or let me know of dates you are comfortable with?

I'll be out-of-town for both, sadly; could do the Thursday before or (better still) after. But don't let me stop you obv.

Been too long since I made one of these… away on the 7th, but 31st ok.

My Thursdays are all free due to having yoga on that evening - something I'll gladly weasel my way out of for some drinks & book chat.

Cool.

woof and Tim, you both about 14th June then?

I can be.

Lets go for the 14th then.

yeah, I think that works for me.

Excellent. Its been a totally shit year so it'll be good to see you all.

yes, can do 14th.

will see if i can put in an appearance before i move to BIRMINGHAM.

Stunned silence, you'll note, ledge. London cru in mourning etc, black crepe armbands.

Oh calamity! Still it's not the ends of the Earth. Almost.

The barren middles. It's very up and coming though. Oh wait gentrification is a bad thing... so conflicted.

second city is the first loser city

Second loser city in this country iirc.

This is tomorrow, didn't realise it was the start of the world cup but the opening game will be over by then.

(Tim - could you lend me a copy of Anna Edes? No worries if you can't)

Sure. I’ll be along after the game.

Looks like I won't be seeing much of the World Cup this year, the games being on at civilized times. I'll be there after 8.

I am coughing and sweating and am not going to be able to make it out today, sorry all.

Oh no Tim :-( get well soon

ah balls. get well soon.

Ah I'm alright, it's just that I have it drummed deep into me that if I'm too ill to go to school I'm too ill to go out and have fun.

thanks to parenthood (+ multiple other stressors not least of which of course is THE MAN) i'm also feeling like the pub isn't the best idea tonight.

fair enough. stick it to the man tho, you know.

Defying the man tonight

Thinking of arriving by seven, will anyone be there by then?

i will be, if my fucking useless manager gets back to me with his fucking questions at any point, anyway.