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And so to a project abandonment.

Some time ago I acquired a hairpin loom to do hairpin lace and got stuck into doing a top which you’ll find here – just a little way down the page. I was planning to do the dress too. I wanted to do the top first and I had some Sirdar silky look green stuff which I thought would look great and I went about doing all the work. You have to work three lines of loops and then start joining them up.

So I worked the lines, and there they were finished, two or three weeks ago, Go me, interesting looking pile of silky loops. All I had to do was join them together.

The joining has not gone without problems. Two of the lines hooked up nicely; the third has been problematic so often that I have decided to abandon the project, rip it out and ditch it, as far as that yarn is concerned, all together. I have to say the decision had an air of inevitability about it bearing in mind that there had been one major rip out and three minor rips. The thread was also a balls to work with – so much so that I’ve no real wish to recycle the yarn into anything else, I’m done with it. No more silky look. I haven’t seen it for sale for a while so I assume it’s been discontinued.

It’s very disappointing because to be honest, as bits of it were coming together, it looked like it could be great. Unfortunately, I signally failed to get it together in any wearable form. I’m not prepared to abandon the plans for the dress – I have different yarn set aside for that (at last I think I do; it’s supposed to be in a yarn box I haven’t inspected in some time. It was an olive green and it’s a bit more substantial than the silky stuff) – but nor am I going to have time to complete that any time soon. The hairpin loom will have to be set aside – so far I’ve not managed to complete any project off it – the Kristin Omdahl scarf has been a disaster and is also waiting rip out. If anyone is interested in a pile of some sort of Noro, currently in hairpin loops, they’re welcome to it. I have decided I really don’t like it.

In the meantime I’m in the middle of making a new Doris Chan tank top from Amazing Crochet Lace, and it’s flying along. Depending on how much yarn it swallows up I may do a couple of them in different colours.

In other more useful news I am pointing you to this beauty of a website. I’ve met some of those little cats and the squirrel too. They are GORGEOUS. Full of cute.

Lifelong learning and other stories.

Firstly, I have to apologise for the recent silence. I have been busy and unmotivated on the website side. All of my sites are suffering which is bad and frankly I find the internet somewhat boring of late. I think it’s called information and choice overload.

Anyway, over the last few years – yes, years – I have been looking at options to study maths. There are various reasons for this, the key one being (of course), that I quite like playing with numbers. In the grand scheme of things, it might have been sensible to send me towards applied maths when I was 17, and someone had a go at it. I saw value in modern languages at the time. Anyway, over the past few years, I have been looking at further study options here with a view to trying to make it maths related (hard) or something interesting related. In the end I gave up. DIT used to have a part time maths course but it looked a bit frilly for my liking, and UCD’s were all full time and the postgraduate options didn’t look very WnB friendly. So I bit the bullet and signed up for MST121 of the Open University. My objective is to complete a degree in mathematics and statistics within the next five or six years. How successful I will be on that front is open to debate but I intend to at least do this first module and make a decision on the basis of that whether to go on or not.

One of the things I think we do very badly here is lifelong learning. When I told people I was doing this, they said “Fantastic. You can earn a FORTUNE working for stock exchanges”. I can’t say that’s why I want to do it. The short version of why I want to do it is because I like messing around with numbers and it’d be nice to say I could do it (officially). Also, I’ve forgotten lots now.

There seems to be some idea that all our learning should be done with some economic return in mind. I am not sure I agree. I’m not sure everyone agrees either, world wide. Stanford University is running three public online courses in artificial intelligence, database design (this last one will be handy for work now, as it happens) and something else, can’t remember what although I signed up for it.

I’m intrigued. I think the Open University is amazing; I am sorry that it seems to be more or less one of a kind. I think, however, what Stanford is doing is fascinating and may have major repercussions for the future of higher education. 100,000 people (plus) have signed up for the artificial intelligence course which tells you something simple. It’s that people are interested in stuff and making it easier for them to learn about it is better than making it hard.

I’m going to give those three courses a shot just to see how they are doing it. I am not sure I can manage them while also doing the first part of my maths degree.

The Piano Tuner

I came very close to look at a piano in Waltons yesterday. The opportunity has fortuitously passed as I really don’t need to be adding to my furniture moving requirements and so too, to some extent has the urge.

The main reason for that is that I reread “The Piano Shop on the Left Bank” which really is a truly amazing book and you must read it.

In my piano hunting treks, however, I happened across The Piano Tuner by Daniel Mason and read it too while I was flying too and from France. I finished it with some difficulty last night.

It’s not that it’s a bad book because in many many ways, it’s a fantastic book. It’s an unusual and delicately handled plot. Elements of the writing are light and playful and – may god forgive me for this – the turn of phrase is entertaining in lots of cases. But the language is very, very, very descriptive and this is where I get caught. It’s descriptive and yet somehow leaves me on the outside, unable to come into the world it describes. I don’t know how it happens – it may be something in me and I believe the book is up to be filmed which may make an interesting difference because there is so much more of descriptions of place rather than plot in the book. It may work much more as a film than a book for some people.

In the grand scheme of things it is a book I’d consider returning to but not immediately.

La Compagnie Anglaise des Thés

When you get the RER from Charles de Gaulle Airport into the centre of Paris, one of the city centre stations you can get off at is Chatelet and by miles of tunnels, when you get out there, you can find yourself in Forum-Les Halles, a large and very confusing shopping centre. No trip to Paris is complete for me without spending some time in there,

The shopping centre itself is not universally loved and yet it is generally very busy. It has a massive range of stores from huge chains to small independent shops. Some of the chains are quirky. In Ireland we have nothing at all like Natures et Decouvertes, for example, which is a bit like an Innovations catalogue gone nuts. And to know what that means, I suppose you have to be of an age.

One of the shops where I always, always do damage is La Compagnie Anglaise des Thés. For a nation of tea drinkers we in Ireland are pretty useless at it. The choice is Barrys or Lyons and of those two, the better tasting is unquestionably Barrys. The supermarkets sell a range of other teas but few of them have any significant market share.

Dublin has at least one specialist tea shop – Le Palais des Thés on Wicklow Street which tellingly is a French chain. They are terrific. There used to be one in the Powerscourt Centre called Matchabar – they had really nice things as well, and I have also bought tea at a stall in Dun Laoghaire which I’m pretty sure is connected to Kingfisher Teas.

The whole idea of a small tea shop in most reasonable sized towns doesn’t exist here however; for all that we are generally placed 1 or 2 in the teadrinking stakes.

Back in Paris, they have lots of these little tea shops and my favourite is the above mentoned Compagnie Anglaise des Thés. It’s not just because of the smell wafting out the door as you pass it (this is how I usually find it in the maze that is Forum). It’s not the huge range of teas. It’s the fact that if you go in to buy one thing, one lousy hundred grams of Turon black tea which should cost about 6E at the most, somehow you come out having spent a lot more than 6 euro. This time I bought two new cups, lusted over 7 teapots, bought a few new strainers. And they weren’t done with me. They give you samples. Sometimes they don’t even tell you this. Or they have suggestions you might not have known about and suddenly you need 100g of Fuego as well, and that nice one with all the peach and caramel stuff.

It’s probably in my interest that they don’t do online sales or have a branch in Dublin. I have rather a lot of tea to go through now.

Can we please have an appealing presidential candidate?

There are none. And because of David Norris’s campaign problems (for serious want of a better description) we aren’t getting much in the way of a debate about how we want Mother Ireland to grow. No vision. No future. Nothing.

I’m very disappointed. I realise that the role of President of Ireland is largely ceremonial and PR based with a little light power thrown in in terms of referring bills to the Supreme Court for a constitutional check but Christ almighty this country needs something. Someone to stand up and cry out One Man, One Vision that we can actually recognise as a country we want to live in.

Advice for landlords, estate agents, house sellers.

So you want to flog your property on the sales or rental market and have decided to advertise it online.

Here are some hints to make things more effective:

  1. Pixellated photographs give a very bad impression. It says “This person is not professional”. It warns me not to bother looking.
  2. If you load 19 photographs to daft, myhome or property, and 18 of them are of the neighbourhood, eg, if you are trying to move an apartment in Grand Canal Square and most of the photographs are of the canal, the river, the cranes, the Grand Canal Theatre, the o2 and the basin of water, and, God forbid, Boland’s Mill, and none are of the interior of the property, this gives a very bad impression. It says “the apartment is really, really poor and was furnished from an estate sale from a house that was emptied in 1973″. If you then insist on rent of 1900E on top of providing no pictures of the interior of the property, then sorry, it warns me not to bother looking.
  3. If you are trying to rent a property, provide picture hooks but don’t foist your taste in pictures on me. I”m going to be blunt here – every apartment I have seen with other people’s choice in pictures hanging on the tastefully decorated walls for the classily appointed executive apartment have been completely offensive in their inoffensiveness. I have pictures of my own. I like to hang them. Get Rid Of Yours if you are trying to get the place rented. Give me picture hooks instead.
  4. Just because your mortgage is 1899E per month doesn’t mean that your apartment will get 1900E on the rental market.
  5. Include useful photographs of the rooms. I don’t need to see what the expensive duvet cover you got in Brown Thomas looks like because I will not be sleeping under it. I do need some impression of how big the room is, so can I have a picture of the room, and not just the bed. Likewise, I really don’t care how expensive the sink in the bathroom is, just show me the bathroom as a whole.
  6. Don’t lie about the storage. Estate agents do not appear to understand what “ample” storage actually means. It is not, for example, a single wardrobe in a double room.

These are just some hints from a weary customer.

Love days like today.

I’m Getting Stuff Done. I meant those capital letters by the way.

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This is the infamous lace skirt, in a pile on the floor in the living room. I’m about half way through it which means I should be ready to wear it in 3 years time if the half done is anything to go by.

I love it. I calculated one day that by the time it was finished, there would be a minimum of a quarter of a million separate stitches in it. It’s a monumental work and yet I love the thread it’s worked in. Which, incidentally, is increasingly difficult to get because Twilley’s have stopped supplying it and are just running down stocks of it now. If you see any Southern Comfort fine crochet thread in Ireland, I really need to know about it. It doesn’t need to be in wedding dress colour (that’s all I could find at the time I was buying it).

The plan for the skirt – when it’s finished – is to line it with some sort of burgundy colour; a strong contrast anyway. I’m going to make it quite a bit longer than the pattern calls for because I’m tall and I’d like it to end a bit further than just at my knee. I’ve done a lot of work on it this year – the ladies of Swords Knit Night will confirm that they saw a lot of it for a while. I took a break from it recently and have been doing other stuff.

Currently on the sofa is a small doily. I think it’ll be about 15cm across when I finish it, in about an hour’s time. That close. One of my ambitions for this year was to finish a doily and that’s getting really close. When that is done, I’ll probably try and finish off the pink doily which has been in production for more than a year too. I need to track down the pattern though; it’s not with the rest of the French doily patterns. Hope it’s in the office or that ambition will be slightly screwed. Today I bought even more fine thread – I’m really not short of it so shouldn’t but Stitch, where I was busily buying tape measures (having lost mine) had nice looking thread that I hadn’t seen before and I have a table cloth vibe out of it. I will probably have to design it myself though as I don’t know if i actually have a pattern I like for one. It will take a long time, however; table cloths are Big.

When I was in Springwools with two friends a while back, I picked up a Rowan pattern book that just looked appealing, and it had in it some knitting patterns that I liked, both of tank tops. I’ve started one. It’s not difficult but it’s going to take a while. My god knitting takes ages. It’s not that I didn’t know this but really, this is going to take Ages. I have spent about 5 hours knitting it today, and 2 last night and in total, I’m’ about one seventh the way through the pattern. And I’m bored so it’s being set aside in favour of the crochet – doily tonight – skirt when I’m doilified.

Today has been productive. Stupid stuff that I haven’t really had loads of time to do lately like watch recorded episodes of Coast, and all that knitting and crochet. It was  a lovely day outside and if my garden furniture didn’t also happen to be doubling as my garden I may have sat outside. But either way, it didn’t much matter because I got 3 lots of laundry done, all that knitting, all that crochet, lovely breakfast pancakes (only burned one), lovely lunch smoothie with enough over for tomorrow (that’s prepared) and lovely dinner with far too much chili sauce. It just feels like a really nice day.

Helpfully, I managed to record last night’s Jean Michel Jarre concert from Monaco and played it twice today.

All told, really happy and cannot complain.

Living in Ireland is painful sometimes.

My local TD, or one of them, lives nearby so I regularly get a leaflet drop from him. He’s in the Labour Party, as it happens, and he’s a shiny new TD.

Anyway, today’s leaflet drop relates to jobs initiatives and for one reason and another, it irritates me.

Firstly, some time ago, the government announced a pension levy whereby 0.6% of the capital in most private pension funds would simply be taken and “used for jobs creation”. I consider this theft and what’s more, it’s causing me to seriously question the wisdom of providing for my old age if it’s all just going to be stolen from me by the time I get to retire. The age at which I will retire has also been increased such that if I’m lucky I’ll be able to retire at the age of 68.

Anyway, I let my local TD know that I considered it poor form on the part of the Labour party to stand over the taking of money from people’s pension funds and was told “no one said it would be easy and anyway, it’s for jobs creation”. Subtext, I’m over moaning.

My tax bill is gone up by at least 4K a year since 2006 and my disposable cash is vanishing. Not only that, because I don’t have a mortgage but do have a job no one ways for my accommodation. If I were unemployed, the government would be paying the interest on my mortgage for a year, or my rent. In any case, they are also looking at possible debt forgiveness for people who uhem, something something. Negative equity/heavily endebted. RTE Frontline had an argument on the subject last night. I didn’t watch it. I don’t have a television but this is the sort of thing that had the potention to make me rather angry.

So, today, leaflet drop from the Labour Party about jobs, and the need to create sustainable jobs. I’m not sure what the Labour Party considers to be sustainable jobs but I have some doubts that they actually know.

About the only one that looks even remotely promising relates to cuts in VAT to aid the tourism sector. The tourism sector has the potential to generate positive income for the country. This is actually important. Whether it will work or not is open to debate – getting people into the country isn’t necessarily VAT dependent but the country does have a perception problem. Expensive to get here, and expensive to holiday here.

I suspect a key improvement would be to reduce the overall cost of life here; this would benefit both tourists and the locals. I’m not sure VAT reductions will work directly on this respect.

Next up. 2000 jobs in a 30 million euro national retrofit plan. There’s a problem here – these jobs aren’t going to generate any export/invisible export income. It’s part of the Labour Green Jobs plan, something which I’m sure the Green Party would want to claim, except 30 million is kind of paltry. It will apparently create 2,000 jobs for out of work construction workers.

Retrofit jobs are not generally long term options so I can’t really consider this one to be sustainable per se.

Next up, broadband for all. Apparently Pat Rabbitte has commited to ensuring that all parts of rural Ireland will have access to broadband. He talks about next generation broadband which I assume – because the document is not clear – he has something in mind like NGB currently offered by Eircom.

I don’t deal with eircom but when they were offering me NGB, it topped out at 8Mb, at a time I could get 30Mb out of UPC. There are serious, serious problems with broadband in Ireland, particularly relating to last mile copper. There is no indication as to how they plan to make this available and all told, the paragraph relating to this just comes across as political bluffery. Until Pat Rabbitte tells me what broadband speeds are involved, I’ll just ignore this.

The minimum wage. It got cut and that is not nice, this is true. However, the cost of living in Ireland – particularly the cost of accommodation – is way to high and I’d prefer it if the Labour Party addressed that rather than just the minimum wage. They increased it back up to 8.65. I’m not convinced this counts as a job creation measure.

Lending to small businesses is apparently a priority and there are a couple of things in place here.

1) partial loan guarantee. Apparently 400M guaranteed by the State allows 4500 companies to get additional credit which will create more than 8000 jobs. I have absolutely no idea how that’s supposed to work.

2) Microfinance fund to provide funding for small loans to start ups. A lot of our brightest wind up going to Silicon Valley because we don’t fund start ups effectively here. It’s a Europe wide issue to some extent. Microfinance is not going to be enough. He doesn’t put a number on this either which I think is regrettable. It would be interesting to know how much money is going in this direction. 30million is going to retrofitting. Start ups may well have a lot more promise for sustainable economic growth and employment, so I’d like to know more money is going that way than to additional insulation, for example.

3) State will pay suppliers within 15 days of receiving a valid invoice. This is laudable.

Okay. More construction jobs following 40million investment in schools program, which means a few more unemployed construction workers off the rolls but no sustainable jobs and no export income. What happens when that program is over then?

Training and internship places – 21,000 of them. This is all fine and dandy but if they’re not followed up with real jobs then I’m not sure how we’re going to benefit long term out of this.

And another 2,000 jobs on roads investment, this time 75million. So more jobs but not necessarily sustainable and not directly export related.

What all this looks like is sticking plaster economics. It will get some people off the Live Register, but few of them are sustainable and some of the infrastructure plans look a bit superficial.

I’d like to see more money going into research and development – not mentioned – and a figure put on the start up microfinance fund. We have key infrastructural issues but appear to be using infrastructure to reduce unemployment – there’s a heavy emphasis on jobs rather than wider economic benefit. I’d like to see a more indepth plan for education going forward because that is where we’re going to make some progress in the knowledge economy. We need broadband as well but as I’ve already noted, the platitudes on broadband are short on detail.

I don’t want to sit here and be negative about all this. Everyone in the country knows we need new jobs. I’m just not seeing any vision on what these jobs are going to be. We have an army of construction workers who need either more construction or monumental retraining. But the retraining on offer tends to be on the scale of Fas courses and I’m not sure they’re goign to cut it for the long term future.

If I had a billion to play with, instead of playing with Live Register numbers, I’d start funding third level college more effectively for part-timers. Allow people to work part time for four years while taking high level fast tracking courses in the area of IT. Sponsor people to do this, if you like. And those courses would have to be targetted – I’m not talking about a dozen or so media studies courses – I’m thinking media studies courses beefed up with serious software engineering, for example.

I’d put around 400Million euro into a start up fund. I’m not sure who I’d get to run it – I don’t think we really have the expertise here. And I’d put 30million towards sponsoring ideas out of secondary school students. They have some ideas and it’s where microfinance might be useful.

If you get people generating ideas at a young age and foster those ideas, and foster the idea that failing is not an utter disaster, you might get our brightest to stay here, and we might get our own venture capital culture going too.

These are all ideas and their objective is to build for the future, not hide the mistakes of the past.

Once upon a time

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this was growing in my garden. In fact, it stopped growing in my garden today.

It was very lovely by the way. I really, really liked it.

Newquay…travel advisory

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You’ll find those lovely hoodies in the Animal shop as far as I remember. I can’t remember what street it was on but it’s on the way towards Fistral as far as I remember.

So.

I was in Newquay recently. If you’re a Sky Television fan or you read any of the more self-righteous newspapers in the UK like the Daily Mail, you’ll have heard of Newquay. It is a den of iniquity. It is the subject of horrified but delighted (for the ratings, you understand) television programs about what a den of iniquity. Parents in Dublin worry about their younglings going to the disco in Wesley. Parents in the UK have near heart attacks about their younglings going to Newquay for a week with their friends, to celebrate the end of college year, school year or any useful excuse you can think of. It is also – or so it would seem – the hen and stag party capital of the UK. Maybe it’s because you don’t need to change your money going to Cornwall where as Latvia, Estonia, Romania and Ireland have the nerve not to use sterling. I don’t know. The population of the place is 20,000 normally. In the summer that swells to 100.000 and at the weekends, it looks like 90% of them are grown men and women dressed in rather stupid costumes.

Put like that, you’d really have to figure the parents don’t have much to worry about. It’s the ones trolling around dressed as Oompa Lumpas to celebrate the idea of getting married that are a bit more worrying to say the least.

Newquay town is, how shall I put it, a challenging town. It has three or four lovely beaches in the town – all of which are surfable, and one of which is probably the top surf beach in the UK. It has most of the UK surf industry. It could be an absolute gem of a town but somehow, the words that line up to describe it are “kip”, “tacky” and “culture clash between faded 1920s glory and Newquay Uncovered”. It really has some gorgeous turn of the century hotels. Many of the houses are really pretty. The main street has very little going for it except Boots stays open late and the Bank Street Bar and Grill was the only place I found that I liked eating in. There are countless amusement arcades – I mean countless. It’s definitely more than five. And one street is full of night clubs. They do loads of foam parties. And two pound drinks on a Thursday night.

I know we’ve a few tacky seaside towns in Ireland (Tramore would be a good example) but they are twobit in comparison to Newquay. Seriously. We do not qualify in Seaside Town Tackiness.

I spoke to several taxi drivers over the course of the time I was there and got the feeling that they’d like to drop the whole tackiness side of things and concentrate on family tourism. If they never saw another stag party they wouldn’t care. One of them told me that during the summer in particular, the police seriously had their work cut out for them.

This then is the public frace of Newquay. Tacky. Kippy. Full of people drinking an awful lot on a Saturday night. I wasn’t up when the clubs closed but in the five days I was there I heard of one mugging so I imagine the place is not without its problems alright. I think it would be fantastic if the relevant council could just kill off Newquay’s attraction for the party/stag/hen visitor sector because if you scrape beneath the surface there are some really nice bits. All the surfing for example. Great surf beaches. Great surf shops. Empty.

Watergate Bay is 2 miles away. It is one of the most beautiful beaches I have ever seen. You pass it on the way to Newquay from the airport and if the sun is shining and there are three or four Flexifoil kites in the air, it comes across as just magical. Fistral Beach is unquestionably beautiful, with an iconic hotel overlooking it from a headland. Even the town beaches are golden sanded heavens. If you can forget about the tacky bit of town (hard, I’ll grant you), and concentrate on the turn of the century hotels and the beaches (and not think about all the steps to get there), and if you skip the town centre on a Friday and Saturday night, you probably couldn’t ask for better.

It has a beautiful links golf course which looks out over Fistral Bay. It is ten miles from Truro which has one of the most beautiful cathedrals in the world and which is a far prettier town in itself (albeit without the beaches). It’s very hard to completely trash the place over the tacky side of life when you walk through some beautiful flowering hedges on the cliff tops near Fistral, when you climb up to the Cornish Cross near south Fistral at sunset.

It’s just, one person dressed as an oompa lumpa reminds you that a lot of people don’t go there for the beauty, but for the tack and the foam and the two pound drinks.

I wish it weren’t so.