too early

Once again it is too early for football. I am still waiting for my summer.

27 club

On the BBC radio programme "more or less" yesterday they did some quick number crunching on the deaths of rockstars. They assumed there would be a confirmation bias about the age of 27, and there possibly is. However, they found that most rock stars become famous or successful about the age of 25, and that in the following 5 years they had a 2.3% chance of dying. That is ten times the chances of a normal person, and higher than a soldier serving 5 years in Iraq (1.9%).
So the 27 club will probably have more members in future.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/programmes/b012x12m

Tough week

I lost my nerve after feeling that after working like a Dervish for 4 months all I have done is kept us financially in the same place. Without it we would have lost everything, but after it we are still only a couple of months from the wolf knocking on the door.
This has led to panic attacks and an inability to focus and concentrate.
Meanwhile the bills are appearing at horrible frequency -the breadcrumbs birthday party, breadcrumbs sports camps, the Purple People Carrier having one of those months all cars have.
So far it is a new tyre, 2 new windscreen wipers, 2 windscreen washer nozzles (thanks to the baboons at Knowsley), petrol and coming up soon a big service with a change of timing belt. Ouch.

But the long term worrying thing is that the littlest breadcrumb may be suffering from glaucoma. Which means that she will be in treatment for the rest of her life, and has risk of damaged or lost sight.

The treak is to keep breathing, is a great novel by Janice Galloway. And the only advice possible.

This week's hotel room - Radisson Edwardian Bloomsbury

And jolly nice it is too. Room is pretty spacious by London standards and quite comfortable. Food is good. No doubt it is staggeringly expensive, but I am not paying so I don't know. The best thing about it is that is about 20m from the British museum on Great Russell Street. This makes it easy to just slip over the road and amble round. Yesterday was the Minoan rooms, which followed on a recent In our Time on Minoan culture. Also got to see more of the "history of the world in 100 objects" - the very first was a hand axe that is 1.5 million years old. 1.5million. Wow. Difficult to think that at that time there even were humans.

Crash of the Elysium

Great fun. The twins were alternately terrified and engaged for an hour. Surprisingly there were no merchandise opportunities - we would have shopped!

Manchester International Festival in Salford Quays - if your have kids aged between 8 and 12 you have to take them

The next day's room

The Wednesday night brought a rather different room - effectively a student room. In fact I thought it was as student campus, but it turned out to be a NUS training camp.

This was Yarnfield Training and Conference Centre, which is the former GPO and BT training centre. A Massive complex - very much like a student hall of residence. It seems so large that bits of it are now getting run down through disuse.

A little bit of a blast from the past.

Last week' hotel room Tuesday 27th

The Marriott Victoria and Albert in Manchester. Jolly nice. I really do like Marriotts. In fact I think I would like to live in one.

Internet was not free which is an irritation - do hotels not realise that this just causes aggrovation with guests?

Food and drink good and not especially expensive for a hotel

The first thing I want to say is....

mandate, my ass.

Last night I watched Don Lett's documenatary about Gil Scott Heron - The Revolution will not be televised. It was on BBC Four, but is not available on i-player (presumably for rights reasons), but with luck it will be repeated.

Gil was on himself - clearly suffering from his cocaine addition and HIV. His teeth were poor and he looked even more gaunt than usual. But his humour and intelligence shone through. It is tempting to say what a shame it was that this man suffered from such a terrible and debilitating addiction which deprived us his talents for most of the past twenty or twenty five years. But he seemed to accept it, and his story deserves to be about what he did rather than what else he might have done. After all plenty of people never reach his heights in the first place.

As an aside, few people swear as well as Gil - the timing and usage of a poet. Never just for the sake of it, always for judged effect.

I saw him live twice. Both in his missing years in the late 80s and early 90s. I don't know whether the drugs came first, and lead to his decline, or whether as suggested by the programme the music world decided he was old hat and his decline lead to the drugs. Only last night did I realise what a comedown it must have been from touring the world with Stevie Wonder to touring the backrooms that I saw him in.

The first was in Boston, USA. It was my first trip to the USA and I was extending a business trip to take advantage. I have no idea what made me go to Boston, apart from the fact that I could stop there for free on the way from Cincinatti to New York. In the rental car I heard that Gil was playing at a club. I changed my plans immediately.

I'd loved his music since "B-movie" was on an NME tape, starting off with the quote above. Secrets, not one of his best known albums, was one of the soundtracks to my first serious relationship. But he was mythical - not the sort of person who ever toured. It seemed impossible to imagine ever seeing him live.

To give you an idea of how important it was, while waiting to go to the club a perfectly nice attractive young American girl offered to take me back to her place. I turned her down. Just so I could go to see Gil. Seriously, I've never done that for anyone else.

And then he let me down. He bad mouthed Britain, saying what a cold grey place it was. I was probably the only Brit there, and why would he think there was even one. He got big laughs, but it disappointed me.

I still went when he played the Riverside in Newcastle, and I got to meet him backstage when he signed a book of poems for me. He was polite, but clearly keen to get on to other things. But that time it was ok for me. I realised he was a man, not a hero - and indeed he would have laughed at people seeing him as a role model, or any kind of perfect creature.

It must have been tough going from big gigs to the Riverside, which was only about 250 people.

The documentary made me realise that there is music of his out there that I have not heard, and I want to. That is unusual for this sort of programme. Normally you just remember the hits. This made me want to go deeper. So it was a success. The thing about Gil was that the combination of poetry (because he genuinely was a poet, not just a lyric writer), jazz and politics was pretty rare - and still is.

When I was younger I would have thought he had a good innings dying at 62. Now I am creeping up on 50 I realise how young it was, and how young he was when he started doing all this great music. We were practically contemporaries.

RIP Gil Scott Heron.

This week's hotel room

The really quite pleasant, and reassuringly expensive Park Plaza in Amsterdam. The first hotel you come to when you walk out of Central Station. A sensible internet policy (free for low bandwidth, pay if you want broadband) but a bizarre 15Euro charge to use the gym. Do they want us to be fat? More money than I would pay, but I'm not picking up the bill.

distance living

Been out the country for 3 of the past 4 weeks. Two weeks here, then away again. Then maybe 2 more weeks here and away for 2 more weeks (one in London).
Good for the bank balance, and therefore for my state of health. But a bit of a drag - in the way that people who understand "lost in translation" will understand. And other people will say "oh, isnt it interesting to be in Istanbul/Abu Dhabi/Qatar/Amsterdam/Vienna?"

3 years of King Kenny

Which he deserves. But the whalloping at home by Spurs shows how far we have to go. As KD himself said there is a bigger gap between 6th and 4th in the Premiership than between 12th and 6th. We were outplayed, and their bench was way better than ours. Here's to next season.

Idiot

Prime Minister David Cameron used the Today programme to decry the idea of Gordon Brown becoming Managing Director of the IMF. He then suggested that it was time for someone from the developing economies to take the role.

I have never come across such a piece of self serving, and UK damaging nonsense. David Cameron used to complain bitterly about the decline of UK influence in the world, and now he seeks to give it away so that he can stick the boot into his predessor. He is using Britain's prestige as a tool for narrow political advantage.

I am sure that he genuinely feels Brown is not the man for the job. However how can it be in Britain's interest to give away a key global role for no gain? A Brit in the job, even the wrong man, at least has some interest in the country doing well.

The Tories have previous on this. Out of spite they have attacked Tony Blair bidding to become European President, and the appointment of a Brit as de facto head of European Foreign Policy. Because they were from the Labour Party. As if having a British President of Europe would not have reflected well on the country. Other countries are sensible enough to realise that politics should stop at the border. In their disdain for anyone who is not exactly like them the Tories have shown their contempt for the whole country of Great Britain. These are the people who have talked of it not mattering if they have no presence in Scotland, Wales or Northern Ireland because of their majority in England. Forgetting that they are supposed to be a Unionist party, and not an English party.

They should put aside their hatred of Labour, and look to the good of the country. As opposed to just the bits of it that they own.

1-1

What an attitude. One nil down after 97 minutes, Liverpool managed to draw 1-1 at Arsenal with another (rather soft) penalty as the last kick of the game.
That is a major change - there would have been no blame for having lost to Arsenal, away from home, having lost 3 players to injury. Under Roy Hodgson that would have been seen as a reasonable excuse. Under Dalgleish the excuse was not needed.

I feel sorry for Arsenal, who I would prefer to win the Premiership, but they did not really deserve to win.

So now we have 5 games left - one against Spurs - to catch Spurs or Man City for the last European place. 6 points behind, 15 to play for... I think we need to beat Spurs at Anfield, and then take 9 or the remaining 12. Doable given that it is Fulham, Birmingham and Villa. An amazing turnaround from Christmas

The Change in the weather

It is amazing that a bit of better weather can make things more bearable. Despite the fact that things are no better workwise, or in fact even worse. A weekend in Paris also was a break and a chance to see that things could be worse - one friend's business is now in administration. At least I am not there yet.

Change in the weather

So, business is still grim - but I am still in business. Mrs. Breadcrumb's new job is going well, which is a relief.
And the cherry blossom is begining to come though. Always my favourite sign of Spring.

Funny how, although times remain hard, the coming of spring makes things seem just that little bit brighter and that little bit more possible.
We live to fight another month.

Though the mighty reds only now have the battle for 5th to fight for. And it seems too much in too little time. I have to say I didn't think we could even get into the position where it was possible. King Kenny has made a big difference. Suarez and Carroll have real potential, but the rest of the squad looks thin. Roll on next season. And come on whoever is playing MUFC in any competition. (mean spirited I know, but still...)

A year of change

I thought it was going to be a year of change. Looks like I had no idea how much.
Mrs Breadcrumb has just one more week in her current job, and is trying to work out whether here new home is the fire or somewhere cooler than the frying pan. At least during the jump there is cooling down.
I am trying to work out whether I want to change what I do - which is largely driven by the fact that this year I am not making any money doing it.
We have a house move to plan. The breadcrumbs little helper has a marriage to finally face up to. The godparents have two breadcrumbs of their own to adopt.
The economy is on the fritz, the environment is on the fritz, and the middle east (source of much of my income) is on the turn.

Year of change indeed.

Meanwhile Liverpool beat Sparta Prague. All together now - "We are Sparta FC"!

Insights

Funny the insights you get as you are falling asleep. I suddenly found myself thinking that the reason I am self-indulgent as an adult is because I was rather neglected as a child. This is not an excuse incidentally, more a warning to myself.

Isn't it funny how things from our childhood can still haunt us decades later.

all political careers end in failure

I wonder if we can add Prime Minister Berlesconi and Colnel Gadaffi to the list of people contemplating them message?

4 gym sessions, ice skating and swimming in a week. I may be old, decrepit and skint, but at least I can try to do something about the decrepit bit.

odds and ends

Mrs Breadcrumb is away for the week wrapping up odds and ends with her old job. So, I am at something of a loose end in the evenings. Saw Spurs beat AC Milan - great goal by Crouchie - still don't know why we sold him.

Then finished off the Millenium trilogy for the second time. It's rare I re-read books - especially within 12 months. It may be something like comfort food - you know you are going to like it. But great books.

And tonight will be Arsenal vs Barcelona - which should be good. They are the 2 teams I would choose to watch if Liverpool were not involved. According to my principles I should support Arsenal, but my heart wants Barcelona to be brilliant and win again.

Meanwhile, there is sunlight during the day and I am going to the gym. Although realistically our finances are still perilous, it is easier to be positive. Or at least ignore the situation. Some paid work would be nice though.

The American Constitution

I'm a Brit, so I don't always understand American Culture - but I've become strangely interested in the logic of the Tea Party and other Republicans who have a fixation on the American Constitution. From here, in the land they broke away from to write the constitution (by a bunch of slave owners with holes in the ground for toilets as pointed out by Scott Adams of Dilbert), there seems to have a lot of people who believe all the answers and authority of the US government lies in the constitution as originally written. Now they have Amended the constitution. Does that mean the Tea Party think that all the Amendments should be withdrawn? Or do they accept the amendments? In which case their whole argument collapses (because obviously the original constitution was not perfect, and there is no obvious reason why the current version should be either). Just asking. It confuses me.
I am used to people having holes in their political beliefs (says a guy who is apparently to the left of 98% of the population on social matters, and to the right of 90% on economic matters) - but this seems more aligned with the views taken by religous cults than real politics.


In the UK we avoid this by not having a written constitution, which allows our politicians to make things up as they go along. Note that this doesn't seem to work either.
At some stage I shall get exercised by the government deciding that we can have an extra MEP, but not bothering to going to all the trouble and expense of holding an election - just appointing a Tory off the Midlands list. That is the sort of thing you expect in Egypt! Oh, we could have had an election but it would have cost money, so we decided not to bother...
Even if it is perfectly legal it shows a disregard for the democratic process which is staggering. As did the attempted coup when they pushed for a fixed term government that could not be defeated by a majority of the House of Commons but only a majority +5%. Again, in most countries we call that fixing the parliament.

Oh apparently I am going to rant about it now. Sorry.