If you read my previous post, about a visit to Dunwich, you will know my concerns about the Bee-Wasp wars of 2024. I had not been out of the house since. Consumed with trepidation, I decided to reconnoitre a local urban/estuary area. All my fears were allayed, as there was an uneasy truce. The wasps controlled a profusion of bins, pubs and ice cream vendors. The bees got all the flowers and parks, except the bins. Each park was reminiscent of communist era Berlin. Communities of wasps held checkpoints around garbage bins. At one point, I accidentally trod through an undiscovered escape tunnel network, dug by escaping Bees. I have named these areas Berbin.
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I've got an allergy to bank holidays. When everyone else is reveling, released from the daily shackles of their evil overlord bosses, I lose money. In fact holidays cannot happen full stop. Luckily I'm fully satisfied with days out with the fam. I sound like a Chas and Dave record. DOWN AT MARGATE!
In fact, random sod it all to hell days, are a boon for some self employed people. I am also tolerent of being skint at various intervals, because I have nobody telling me what the feck to do. Bliss.
Since Alfred was born, we wanted to find as many ways as possible to spend even more time with him, by restricting our work hours, increasing household efficiency and somehow combining days out with a bit of work. Not easy. But we are just starting to get some results. I have no idea how long we can sustain it. Money can be incredibly tight. Mortgage repayments have stopped. I take each day and week as it comes. I am basically sodding it all to hell so I can be with my boy. I will happily pay the price later down the line when he has grown up. (PLEASE NOTE: In my next rant I am not including the 90% of people who have to work to eat and survive). When I see parents who can afford to retire or semi retire 10 times over, who don't, I am very confused as to why they would not want to be with their litluns as much as possible. Flog your castle and downgrade to a normal house and be with your fecking family. The most common regret I hear from blokes obsessed with money and career, is that they wished they had spent more time with little Alganon-Baxonville Smythe iiv.
Anyway, back to the day out.
Welcome to my new regular feature, where I will be sharing a handful of my favourite science news articles from the last few weeks. I have launched this to coincide with today's announcement by NASA regarding Jupiter's moon Europa 1800GMT. Therefore forgive my leaning towards all things space. Wahoooo!
Pluto underground ocean! Click link for full story
oooooooooooooo! It's the Oort cloud again!
The last thing I ever imagined from dwarf planet Pluto would be an underground ocean. All the way out in the dark, cold outer edge of our solar system. If this all checks out I think this will be my favourite Plutonian discovery so far.
Hello, I hope you are well!
The health of western society is incomprehensible poor. In the UK alone 66% of people have overweight fat ratios.
I had become increasingly frustrated at the lack of direction in the medical community (who mostly do care), government (who generally don't give a nutsack) and infuriated with celebrity imbeciles, effectively dictating health policy, to line their pockets with huge wads of cash, to the detriment of the mental and physical health of most of the western world. A celebrities ability to help those in need is akin to a Polpot and Pinochet lovechild, having a genetic and/or nurtured disposition toward compassion.
After what felt like years of worrying and moaning, I got bored of my own stupid brain harping on about stuff. So I thought I would at least try to take positive action. I always expect to fail, so that’s a good starting point!
The first challenge was to write up a report of my ideas and then somehow get it to the British Ministry for health. I thought it may help if I show that I could potentially make a publicity film of it. So I created a quick video showreel. See below:
Hello! My wife, Rebecca, has already written a blog post about this day. We thought it would be a healthy challenge for me to do a blog piece about it too!
Okay here goes… So we set out on our travels, with the aim for Alfred’s nap of the day to be in the car. That worked well. The journey was decent. We saved money by packing sandwiches. I sneaked a bottle of one my favourite wheat beers in the cool bag - it’s a USA take on a Belgian wheat beer, called Blue Moon. Num num. Except it kept getting attacked by a wasp. I hate wasps, they are pigs. But I do genuinely like pigs, they are not wasps.
Hello everyone! There is a lot of info-twaddle out there in the area of health and fitness. I try to base everything I practise on sound science research and trial and error, then apply it to the real world. I was not into sport or fitness when I was young, I did not get really serious about it until I was 32.
My tips for helping people prepare for starting fitness and a healthier lifestyle, are sometimes more downbeat and counter to many trainers and coaches out there (especially famous ones). When they tell you that getting fit is easy, they are lying. It is also a load of old guff-tunnel that by thinking positive you can become wonder woman, or wolverine. You won't. If it's just a case of thinking positive and go get, why the fudge am I not travelling to Alpha Centauri in my super space battleship. I'll tell you why, because it's all balls. The positive thought brigade is a racket run by berks, who have already achieved their objectives in life. ANYWAY [slaps own face].
Hello and welcome to Coffee & Stardust.
What’s in the name? I always start my day with freshly ground coffee and the latest astrophysics news. It is humbling to be living in an epoch, where I can enjoy the rapidly expanding knowledge of our inconceivably huge universe. It gives perspective on life and all of it's trivial things. I recommend you give it a try!
That's not to demean some of the troubles of the world. If a barbarian horde arrived to ransack my village, I guess my perspective would shift suddenly, especially now that I am a dad. I never forget that many people past and present have it really tough.
I never thought I would ever be writing a blog, particularly as my education was rubbish and I can barely spell. So please forgive my ramblings! I do hope some of them might be useful to you. The topics I cover will be an eclectic mix. The main ones for the moment will be:
PRESENT: Coffee addict Dan is 42, a father, husband, health & fitness professional, filmmaker, photographer and budding scientist. Welcome to his tiny part of the universe, where he chats nonsensical about the topics he loves.