AwaydaysScarborough summer wet day
Summer is over - as if it never happened. Could be morose, but we did some things - even went to the pub. Clic on link and choose large screen for the last day of summer. It did get rough eventually with the wind, but I can only hang about for so long.
The tories and Boris are taking some abuse for their apparent dithering and U-turns. Sir Keir can't get a clear hit on Boris at PMQ's however because Boris punches and stammers back, rather than answer the question.
The medic (James le Fanu) in the Telegraph (31st Aug) cites a study on statins and the elderly, in The Quarterly Journal of Medicine no less. They "might have deleterious effects on the manifestations of Covid 19" by increasing the levels of inflammatory protein "that are significantly associated with increased mortality". To be fair the QMJ is not often seen in a gp's surgery. I wonder if this information will get into the wider medical world because most people over 65 are on them. Not me.
On the same page Linda Blair tells us of research into plate/cup size and eating/drinking. Ground-breaking. The smaller the tableware the less we eat and drink. Even better, buy red cups and plates. Who'd have thought it. Mind you covid mortality is associated with type 2 diabetes and independently with obesity. Every little helps.
Boris is sending everyone back to work. Work has a hunter-gatherer history since when it's not been all its cracked up to be.
To our evolutionary backstory. Energy in, babies out was all that mattered (4 Fs - feeding, fighting, fleeing and ...). So back in the day there was no work as such - collecting berries/other stuff growing, catching an animal/fish, preparation, cooking and repairing your hut. So quite a varied diet. You had around 50 in your group - the most you can keep in touch with according to Dunbar. So covid proof maybe, no raves anyway. Keep moving on, away from the latrines or wherever they did it and very little disease. Hominids were like this for millions of years (2-5 depending who you read). It came down to Sapiens alone from 13000 years ago. The first agricultural revolution occurred 10-12000 years ago. Nomadic bands then for 99% of hominid history and cooperative and cosy. Looking out for each other was part of the deal.
James Suzman has written a book about it, reviewed in the Times by James Marriot. The first agricultural revolution involved controlling plants and animals, thus providing food for much larger populations. It was a trap and no going back. 'Short disease-ridden lives of backbreaking work'. A surplus was generated and inequality began with the haves (10%) and the rest. Living in settlements, groups larger than 50, required organisation, political and social systems. Looking out for each other needed rules.
Science became our rationale 500 years ago and machines took over production 200 years ago. Everything changed.
Needing and wanting very little with relative abundant resources morphed to modern excess work driven by materialism. It's said work gives us a sense of purpose and meaning in our lives. Well it does, but other things can too.
From the archive
We have just had our AGM. Well orchestrated and brief.
Our secretary's report was interesting. We have recently discussed the Peterborough experience - several choirs developed and run by the musical director. And not just the music. He manages their various committees as well. Apparently our conclusion was the Peterborough set up was not all it was claiming and not a model New Mill wished to follow.
I didn't hear a formal strategic New Mill direction.
There were however several clear messages.
New Mill is a village choir.
Fellowship is the pivot around which the choir thrives.
Saturday was chocolate cake day. New Mill Male Voice Choir had their annual stall in Holmfirth; to raise its local profile and advertise concerts. We chose a central spot, next to the butcher, so footfall was much greater than the market where we had been before. The weather was kind.
There were plenty of passers-by who got their heads down and tried to ignore us. Either lacking social skills or not wanting to do or give anything in exchange for our piece of chocolate cake. My response was 'You don't know what you're missing.' They didn't hang around long enough to discover the cake was free.
More sociable pedestrians smiled and touched their tummies or said one or all of the following:
'I'm on a diet.'
'I'm trying to lose it.'
'Not with my weight.'
'I'm gluten free.'
'No, I'm dairy.'
'I've just had my breakfast.'
There was a smell of cooking bacon throughout the morning, to be replaced around 11.45am by notes of battered fish.
A good half of our custom had a piece of cake, laughed and said thank you. Many were from the Holme Valley, had heard of us and intended to come to a concert. Who knows? Our 100 programmes were gone by 11.30am
A dozen or more singers turned out. Some went round the shops where chocolate cake was more than welcome. The butcher was especially grateful, though we didn't get any free meat samples.
Some of our visitors wondered whether the cake was home made. Yes, thanks to Greg at the Bridge Bakery.
We still haven't worked out how to muster enough singers to perform a short set. Maybe next year.