2013 — 23 May: Thursday

I don't know which is worse, to discover that the monarch's phone was tapped on the orders of his own Home Secretary1 or the fact that the news doesn't surprise me — only that it's actually been allowed out into the sunlight (as it were).

The newly released files, all highly classified, have been gathering dust for decades in a Cabinet Office basement. Lord Wilson, a former cabinet secretary, described how he visited what he called a strongroom beneath his old office where he found "heaps of paper ... my eyes swivelled".
He said he decided to "grasp the nettle" and set up a review to look into the possible release of the papers. It was carried out by Gill Bennett, a former Foreign Office official historian. She said the papers had been treated as "too difficult" to categorise. Officials were "not sure what to do with them", she said.

Richard Norton-Taylor in Grauniad


We have met the enemy, and he is us.

Tories and gay marriage

Appended to an entertainly well-written piece by Zoe Williams is a comment that I have slightly amended:

I think what I've enjoyed most about the last week is that, during the 1980s, I was of the view that [supply your name of choice here] was a loathsome, malevolent, unpleasant and slightly mad arsehole. Yet lots of people, both in discussion and via the media, kept insisting that [supply your name of choice here] was a serious politician, a statesman, an old and wise head of the Tory Party.
Yet it turns out that [supply your name of choice here] is, in fact, a loathsome, malevolent, unpleasant and slightly mad arsehole.
I was right!!!! The decades of denial make vindication all the sweeter.

DisappointedIdealist in Grauniad


Where's my bike?

I've just heard Chopin's Fantasy Impromptu in C# minor. A piece that my Dad would occasionally tackle. I recall he described it as "difficult".

Lunch at "The Bridge"...

... was followed by a useful hands-on demo of one of the early Kindle ebook readers alongside my Android Tablet's Kindle App. My mind is nearly made up. Meanwhile, I forgot to note one of yesterday's arrivals (the 'Jane Austen, Game Theorist' book) which was sitting patiently on my doorstep when I got back from the seaside. Today's lumps are the reliably-bonkers fifth season of "True Blood" and what, on so far casual listening, seems likely to be a curate's egg of a double CD; the re-recording of the 1979 album "The Wall".

[Appreciative pause]

"Bonkers" is barely scratching the surface of an adequate description of my latest batch of moving pixels :-)

  

Footnote

1  An oddly unsecretarial-sounding duty, don't you think?