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There seems to be a lot of people moving from Livejournal to Dreamwidth. I have a Dreamwidth account which I created out of curiosity when DW started up. I haven't really used it but I guess this is to let you know that I am here, if anyone is interested.
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I had a great time at Largs this weekend with assorted Vikings from many parts of the country. Here's a couple of videos of the event. When I get caught up with myself I shall write more about the weekend. But I had a great time!

The battle, burning of the longship, and fireworks. (And no, I was totally unaware that I was standing in camera shot in the first few minutes of this film!)



And another view of the burning of the longship.

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There has been much discussion on the subject but someone seems to have come up with a fix for the problem of the tick boxes which would allow crossposting. The information can be found here http://lupinity87.livejournal.com/9308.html

I've followed the instructions and I hope it has worked.

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This is quite a good video of this year's Lanark History Festival
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I had plans for this week which involved rearranging the living room, finally taking down the ginormous desk which is taking up far too much room, dismantling the old PC as well, and generally making the place more the way I want it. My plans did not include emptying out the hall cupboard where the gas and electric meters live. However, the Powers That Be at Scottish Gas have decided that they want access in order to connect up the new gas pipe they have installed in the close. There was a leak in the old pipe and they've decided to replace the whole thing. So it's just as well I had planned a few days off and that I hadn't gone away anywhere.

I will be at Largs this weekend for the Viking Festival but other than that I plan to give the flat a good going over. The hall cupboard did not feature in that but if I do what I had originally planned to do then at least I will have space to dump the contents of the cupboard while the gas people do their thing.

It also means having to take an extra days holiday so it's as well that I do have more days to take. At least it's not as if they came to the door and demanded access there and then. That would be chaos. As long as it all goes smoothly and does not gang aft agley.

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I stood in a Viking camp last weekend watching, along with the Romans next door, as a Dakota from the Battle of Britain flight flew overhead. No Tardis was required to achieve this anachronistic feat as I was participating in the Lanark Festival of History. We had groups covering most periods from the Romans right through to WWII. In fact, if you want to include the Army cadets and the Air cadets we had 21st century groups as well!

I spent the weekend in kit so have no photos of the event but there are a few places on line with some good ones such as http://www.flickr.com/photos/photographybyduncanholmes/sets/72157624665283495/ or the slideshow selection of images at http://www.carlukegazette.co.uk/video.aspx?VideoPath=CARL%2Ffestival+of+history+2010.wmv&VideoID=49286&ArticleID=6499429 but be warned with this last one that you have to click on it to get it to open up fully and the music accompanying it is twee.

I tended the fire, I made soup in the big cauldron over it, and I made butter. This is a lot harder than simply turning a butter churn over and over as Viking-age butter making involved using something that looks like a small bucket with a lid and a plunger and giving the cream lots of welly. I also carried drinking horns onto the battlefield to give water to the warriors.This did have the the effect of making me feel a bit like a Valkyrie carrying mead to the Einherjar.

When the public went home on the Saturday we had a ceilidh in the beer tent, and much fun was had all round. I have smoky smelling kit sitting in my house but there's no point in cleaning it yet as next weekend we have the Battle of Largs. Should be some more good fun.

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Aug. 20th, 2010 11:52 am
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I've not been posting very often here. I've been doing a lot more one liners on Facebook. I've been trying Twitter but it annoys me because you can't see other people's replies in a thread. I have been totally unaware of replies to me because it's not obvious and sometimes it's been days or even weeks before I find the reply.



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I see the Amish teenagers are on the TV again tonight (Channel 4) and this time they're taking them to a Pagan festival in Cornwall. With predictable results, I would imagine. They really aren't very aware of anything outside the varying degrees of strict Amish communities in which they live. Understandably so, as they are taught Amish ways by Amish teachers and so never get a chance to learn about anything else. I can't help wondering if this could be described as abusive behaviour, given that the Amish seem to tick most of the boxes in The Advanced Bonewits’ Cult Danger Evaluation Frame (http://www.neopagan.net/ABCDEF.html).

I know the Amish have the tradition of Rumspringa, where they allow their children to mix with the outside world. However, at the end of the day they are expected to return to the fold or else find themselves shunned and cut off from everyone and everything they've ever known. It would take a strong person to be able to make that kind of decision.

I can't see why their god wants them to live such a backward way of life, but then again, their god is certainly not one of mine and never will be.
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I am heartily puzzled as to why my mobile has suddenly decided to pretend that it doesn't recognise Opera Mini, Google Maps, and Snaptu. I hadn't really touched it all day today and was going to check my email on the bus home after working late when I realised that it was telling me that Opera Mini was "currently unavailable". I don't know why. It was fine this morning.

I thought by connecting it up to the laptop and doing a restore from Sony Ericsson's PC Suite that I would be able to solve the problem. But it doesn't appear to have done anything. I've also tried transferring Opera Mini onto it from the laptop, again no joy.

I'm not without internet access as I can still use the browser which came with the phone but I much prefer Opera Mini. Damn!
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Last night I went to another meeting of Yggdrasil Moot. It was originally set up in 2003 by a small number of people who felt that a Heathen moot was something that was needed in the Glasgow area. The original website is still up and running although the contact details are somewhat out of date. http://www.yggdrasil.omnia.co.uk/

Over the years the moot has catered for a varying number of people. It's had its ups and downs. It has held blots and sumbels. We've gone on outings to such places as Vikingar in Largs (not advised, by the way). And the moot has met on the last Thursday of the month since it began.

There is no way to avoid the fact that things went a bit wobbly when [livejournal.com profile] tanngrisnir and myself split up in 2007. In fact, I was in two minds as to whether or not I ought to turn up to the moot that last Thursday in June. Especially so when [livejournal.com profile] tanngrisnir had called me and more or less ordered me not to turn up. And his display of anger when I did only led to everyone there upping sticks and leaving the pub.

He then put out a message to say that Yggdrasil would not meet in July and August. However, we did, in fact, meet. I sent a text to everyone to say that we may as well meet as we would have been doing so anyway, and people turned up. I did this as I felt obliged to continue the moot. I did not see why something that ought to be have been between him and me should affect everyone else.

And when he apparently dropped out of running the moot in any shape or form I felt even more obligated to ensure that it continued. Which it did, even if on the Thursday between Xmas and Hogmanay that year I was the only person to turn up that night!

Since then the moot has been running for the past three years. However, I now feel that perhaps it has run its course. Numbers have been dropping even although there are a reasonable number of Heathens in the Glasgow area. (In fact, numbers have dropped for all moots, even as online numbers have been rising.) Yggdrasil now consists of a very small regular core of attendees. I now must consider if there is any further need to continue the moot or recognise that it has run its course. I've had thoughts like this before and each time something has happened to make me change my mind. That may yet happen again.

I feel I have carried out my obligation to ensure the moot didn't die because of a personal situation which should not have been allowed to affect other people. I've felt obliged to ensure that the gods are honoured. Now I feel I have come to a point where a decision has to be made.
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I spent the weekend at a small Star Trek convention called Midsummer Trek. It was put together at very short notice due to the demise (or rather, crash and burn) of Constellation four weeks ago. It was a success, they set their expected attendance at 40 and they got 42 (or thereabouts) so they succeeded. It has now set the stage for further developments as it would appear that there is interest in future Star Trek conventions in the Glasgow area, although nothing like the 500+ attendance at events of past years.

Once upon a time there was the Away Team, which was a development of the old Warped Out group which existed in Glasgow before I moved to London. Warped Out had about 25 members, so when I returned, 7 years later, from living in London I expected that it would have about 50-60 members. I was more than astonished to walk into the Central Hotel to discover a full to overflowing room of 500 people. Over the years the Away Team ran some pretty decent conventions, although I still feel that they were overlooked (or discounted) as a fanbase by the 95 Worldcon as not a lot was done to recruit them.

Over the years, the group dwindled in numbers until the USS Valiant was all that remained. I was only partially in touch with what was going on at this point as I suffered, at the time, from a po-faced husband who didn't believe in spending money (he also didn't believe in drinking coffee and had a pathological fear of onions, but that's another story).

Last year the idea of a large scale Star Trek convention was mooted and plans were put into action. I've posted about what happened to this event http://rhionnach.livejournal.com/323081.html. It's not postponed, it's now been cancelled completely. I can only begin to imagine the kind of bill the 2 organisers have been left with from the hotel.

However, the main thing to come out of this weekend is that Star Trek conventions will be coming back to Glasgow, but with more of a focus on fan gettogethers, which is all to the good, in my opinion.

Elsewhere, I seem to have got myself into a whopping big argument on Facebook due to my "cynicism, lack of compassion and sympathy". All I did was make a silly throwaway comment on Alex Higgins' death and the blue touchpaper was lit. OK, it is the internet, and drama is its forte. Add to that my stubborness when being told I ought to be ashamed of myself and I ought to apologise and it went on for quite some time.

I wonder what trouble I can create for myself tomorrow?
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For any Star Trek fans in the Glasgow area this weekend there is Midsummer Trek, a small get together to replace the ill-fated (and ill-advised) Constellation.


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It seems to have been a week with some very odd stories making the news. Take, for example, this story of the Australian policeman who seems to have been sacked for performing his party piece which involves attaching a bottle open to a piercing in his penis and opening bottles. http://www.smh.com.au/nsw/sergeant-meant-no-offence-by-pierced-penis-party-trick-20100713-109iz.html


The article goes on to say he is now working part-time in a bottle shop. Is it just me, or does that conjure up all sorts of images?

Today it was announced that the Klingons are on their way to Scotland. A stone in a forest has been found to have been painted in Klingon, deliberately with the cooperation of the Forestry Commission.

http://news.scotsman.com/scotland/Klingon-invasion-of-Scotland-on.6426023.jp
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I have to admit I've never read any of his stuff. He has never appealed to me.

Then again, feed another batch of my tripe into it and it says:


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or even
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Jul. 6th, 2010 07:47 am
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I downloaded Opera 10.10 at the weekend but it's been disappointing. It seemed to be good to begin with then it began to run a lot slower than I would have liked. So I'm back to using Firefox. It's a disappointment as I quite liked Opera this time last year but subsequent releases haven't lived up to expectations.

I do sound a bit of a geek, talking about browsers in this way. It's quite odd when you consider that my background is in social work until I made the change to a geekier way of life about 15 years ago. What's even more amusing is the fact that my ex-husband made the transition the other way. If we were still together today would be our Silver wedding anniversary. On the wedding certificate it gives my occupation as Community Education Worker and his as Computer Programmer. Now I'm the geek and he's taken a few courses and now describes himself as a hypnotherapist! He also claims to be a psychotherapist but I would dispute that. It takes more than a few Mickey Mouse courses to mess with people's heads. I would accept the term "counsellor" but I feel that "psychotherapist" implies a level of expertise that takes longer to achieve (in my opinion).

In any case, marriage is something I think I will not be making the error of committing ever again. I came close a number of years ago, the required paperwork was being gathered together. The only thing missing was my divorce certificate. I hunted high and low, especially as I had a memory of having put it into a box with other papers. The box was found one day and, when I came home from work to look through it, the certificate wasn't in there. It only reappeared when it suddenly and mysteriously popped out from the bookcase behind the computer desk. Much the same way as some phone bills did. Odd, that.
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The local TV news has announced that 27 people have been arrested so far during the Orange march which disrupted most of Glasgow today. No doubt that number will be added to as the marchers get further tanked up in assorted pubs across the region. Incidents of domestic violence will add to the total.

I tried my best to avoid the marching morons. I managed quite well until I decided to go to High St as I wanted to go to 23 Enigma and Aldi. I caught a train to High St station and realised that the march was on its way when I came out onto the street which was filling with Orange supporters and hangers on. I realised that I had to get to 23 Enigma quickly and back across Duke St before the parade appeared or else I would be forced to watch it go past, surrounded by the kind of people you really want to have nothing to do with.

I managed it - just. I was in Aldi picking up some shopping as the first of the bands went past. I managed to walk along the pavement to the train station as it was in the direction that the march was going. Then I got a train back to the city centre where I caught a bus home which was held up as yet another offshoot of the Orange parade made its way along Clyde Street, past the Roman Catholic cathedral where they no doubt struck up one of their very offensive tunes. The bus then made its way across the Clyde where we narrowly avoided being held up by yet another group of marching morons. I imagine the same scenario was repeated across the city.

It's not merely a march which is over in an hour or two, it seems to go on all day. They can't just meet in a central point, march and then go home. No, it begins early on, in their local areas, marching and banging drums and then heading into the city centre to meet up with others of their kind. Once in the city centre they seem to take the most roundabout route they can to Glasgow Green where they spout their bigoted filth for a few hours. Then they march back again. It spreads across the city like a bad smell as they break into smaller groups who insist on spreading their bigotry further afield as they head off to their local Orange hall.

It's 2010 not 1690. Why are these marches allowed to take place? Would the BNP be allowed to do this? (Of course, there is a high proportion of Orange members who are also BNP members.) I cannot think of any other bigoted group who would be allowed to behave like this.

I say all this in the knowledge that my grandparents and my uncle were members of the Orange Lodge and marched in these kind of parades. In fact, I even have a flute! My uncle played the flute in one of these bands and I inherited his old flute when he died. The only thing I can play on it is "The Sash"! But I recall my uncle refusing to believe the fact that the Pope backed William of Orange against James II. These Orange people don't know their history and don't want to hear the truth of it, preferring to go along with the crap they want to listen to.

They have nothing to do with Scotland. They are an embarrassment to us all.
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It's Orange day here in Glasgow and the morons are marching, displaying their bigotry openly because this is the day that the council allows it to happen. It's really time that this behaviour is stopped. It's 2010, the events of 1690 ought not to have any bearing on how we live our lives today, especially so as these morons don't even know what actually happened then but blindly follow their own twisted version of it.

Perhaps it's time to petition the council to put an end to the permissions being granted for these kind of displays. Can't the Orange Lodge be charged under "incitement to religious hatred" or something?
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The Star Trek convention planned for July this year has been postponed until 2011. This is disappointing but not really surprising. I have to say that the committee seemed to do their best to put the convention together but they also seemed to do their best to work against themselves. They did not allow sufficient time to advertise and recruit the required membership for the size of event they were planning.

I think I first heard about this convention in September last year when it was announced that they hoped to have Zachary Quinto attending. Having been a member of Warped Out, the forerunner of the old Away Team who used to run Glasgow Star Trek conventions, I was quite looking forward to a new Star Trek convention taking place in Glasgow once more.

I took the time to send out notifications on Facebook to quite a wide number of people in order to get the word out. However, it seems to me that I was the only one actually doing so. I never once saw a member of the committee bothering to turn up to any meetings of Trout to advertise their convention. I was also somewhat concerned about the timescale, given that they only had about 11 months to get a budget together and the convention up to speed and their website was not up and running at that point. The website didn't get sorted until about December. Given that they were asking fans for £129.25 for a weekend membership (or "Pass" as they describe it on the website) it really was very expensive, more expensive than an Eastercon. I would have liked to go but the price was extremely off-putting. People simply do not have that sort of money sitting about. And given that I had job issues in December there was no way I could afford to shell out for that.

I kept in touch with the committee, reminding them about Trout meetings and asking them about the convention. Then in April they posted on a Trek forum a message which basically read to me as though they were giving reluctant fans a bit of a telling off for not signing up fast enough. It said that the days are gone of being able to get guests to commit without paying at least a deposit on their fee so the ball was now in our court. They said that they had managed to do all that they have so far but they cannot do anymore. I replied with what I have said above. This was meant as constructive and helpful criticism but this was ignored as, to my astonishment, they went on to announce three more expensive guests! I was astonished.

At this point I decided not to comment further. There was clearly no point in saying anything. Today I found out that they have decided to postpone the event until 2011. I'm not surprised, I hope that they will now take on board some of what I've said and that they might rethink their strategy. I'm not setting myself up as some kind of convention guru but I'm simply someone who would quite like to see Star Trek conventions being run successfully once more in Scotland.
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It's the solstice weekend and it's definitely a summer's weekend with scorching bright sunshine. Exactly what I need after the horrible winter we had.

Yesterday I was out on the hills with people celebrating the solstice. It was a lovely sunny day and I really enjoyed being able to be out in the open air. Today I went to the Mela in Kelvingrove park. It was simply too busy, and as we kept losing each other in the crowd it wasn't al that great.

I will be up in time for the sunrise tomorrow. Not all that difficult to do as my bedroom window faces due east. I had thought about going onto Camp Hill but having quite got organised enough. Last year we had neds falling out of the trees :-)

Happy Solstice!