Irish Times

A couple of weeks back me and my wife, Anne, visited our mates Ray and Fran in their characterful cottage in the vicinity of Longford Town, County Longford, Republic of Ireland. Longford town is situated on the N4 National Primary Route between Dublin and Sligo.

Irish people seem to keep peculiar waking/active hours. They sleep most of the morning and about 10pm begin to entertain the possibility of going to the pub. On the Saturday evening we had a super night out in a local pub talking, drinking Guinness (a far richer, nourishing brew than the UK version) and enjoying the live music provided by a very versatile, busy singer/keyboard player.

It was cold and raining on and off for the post 11am bit of Sunday (the attentive reader will see that we were beginning to fit into the local time rhythm). Whilst huddled over R&F’s wood/coal burning oven, Ray and I did a Guardian cryptic crossword or at least about half a dozen clues of it. Ray explained the, with hindsight obvious, relative energy concentrations of various fuels ranging in order through paper, soft wood, hard wood, peat and coal. We concluded that if only we could find a few million tons of diamond and learn how to efficiently extract their stored energy, then the world’s energy problems would be solved.

If there’s anybody still reading you’re going to enjoy the next bit. On the Sunday Evening! Fran drove us to PV’s in Longford. PV’s is not only a pub, but also a restaurant, a hotel and Longford’s top live band venue:

http://www.pvslongford.com/index.htm

PV’s, like most Longford pubs, is far removed from the cramped, rural, old fashioned pub conjured up in the UK imagination. It is modern and spacious yet comfortable and very welcoming. The standard of service at the bar is top class and in addition to the ubiquitous Guinness there is a wide range of beers, lagers and wines. The live music for the evening was provided by the Celtic rock band ‘The Woodbines’. You can find out about them and hear their music on their web site:

http://thewoodbines.com/

It proved to be a brilliant night out. The Woodbines are far more than a traditional Irish band. They are all top class musicians and they enjoy experimenting with Irish, US and Scottish standards. I can certainly confirm their claim that The Woodbines:

‘Blend traditional Irish music with pop, rock, Cajun and folk songs to create a blistering live show, serving up a pulsating eclectic set’.

We enjoyed numbers from Dylan, Hendrix, Joanie Mitchell and Johny Cash. There were also lots of foot tapping Irish jigs and reels. Ray taught me how to recognize the difference between a jig and a reel; something to do with Everton and Liverpool I think. Help somebody please. High quality presentation, banter and enthusiasm were all well to the fore. Maybe I’ve done enough now to entice you into their web site where you can listen to them whilst learning more about them. Anyway, thanks again lads.

Note: The top photo shows Td, Anne-K, Fran and Raymondo enjoying the Woodbines gig at PV's. The lower photo shows a scene borrowed from The Woodbines web site.

And so ends this edition of Irish Times.

Baader Meinhof gang leader to be released in January 2008

Christian Klar was a leading member of the 2nd Generation of the Baader Meinhof gang (Red Army Faction) in Germany. In 1982 he was captured and taken into custody and in 1985 after a lengthy judiciary process he was sentenced to a total of 5 life sentences plus 15 years imprisonment. In 1992 an extra 5 years was added to his sentence. No wonder he looks so gloomy in the press photo taken in the 1992 and provided by the European Press Agency:

http://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/europe/germany-in-shock-at-release-of-baadermeinhof-killer-1033807.html

Klar must have been quite jubilant when, in 1997, his minimum sentence was set at 26 years. He and his RAF chums waged war on Germany's post-war establishment, which they saw as perpertrating the evils of the Nazi era under the guise of democracy. Seems a bit ott (over the top) to me. But, let’s be clear, his crimes were considerable. Klar, 56, was jailed for multiple murders, including the killing of federal prosecutor Siegfried Buback in April 1977. Other killings in which Mr. Klar was implicated include industrialist Hanns-Martin Schleyer and banker Jürgen Ponto.

Klar’s misguided politics led him to commit outrageous crimes. He has never expressed remorse for his actions or clarified any details about the assassinations and kidnappings. On the other hand it has been pointed out that a number of ‘lesser’ Nazi war criminals got away with lighter sentences. Klar will have spent 26 years in prison, some of them in solitary confinement (the details here are a bit elusive). Furthermore, judges at the Stuttgart state court are convinced that Klar no longer poses a threat to society. "The court no longer has any evidence to suggest that Christian Klar will commit future crimes," they said. He is to be freed on 3 January 2009 and he will remain ‘on probation’ for a further 5 years.

Do you think, like me, that the release of Herr Klar is a reasonable humanitarian action?

Der Baader Meinhof Komplex – 2008 Film aus Deutschland

I highly recommend this film, even though you may never have heard of Baader or Meinhof. I saw ‘The Baader Meinhof Complex’ at The Broadway Cinema, Nottingham and the audience were held spellbound for the 2½ hour duration.

It may be best not to read on until you have seen the film.

This 2008 production from Germany traces the activities of the leftist terrorist group sometimes named after two of the founder leaders Andreas Baader and Ulrike Meinhof. They called themselves the Red Army Faction, or RAF for short, and must not be confused with our glorious Royal Air Force. The Red Army Faction emerged in the late 1960s, a time of much unrest in the Western World . Students and other, mainly leftist, groups, particularly in Western Germany, were worried about the abuse of power by those in authority. It seems that the Governments of the regions (Länder), the National Government and the Police contained members with suspicious (Nazi?) pasts; obviously not an ideal state of affairs.

The first time-line entry in this excellent, German language, RAF information site:

http://www.rafinfo.de/zeit/zeit67.php

reports the demonstrations outside the German Opera in Berlin against the visit of Shah of Persia (Iran) in June 1967. The heavy handed police (and Persian bodyguards / thugs) response included the shooting by a plain clothes policeman of a harmless student, the inappropriately named Benno Ohnesorg (Benno ‘Withoutworry’). Many see this clash as the flash point for the emergence of the RAF. The demo is portrayed in the film to great effect at the original site.

Ulrike Meinhof, a respected but controversial leftist journalist, had earlier protested against the Shah’s visit in the journal Konkret. A couple of years later she teamed up with Andreas Baader and Gudrun Ensslin to form the RAF. General mayhem ensued. I found the ideology a bit woolly but the RAF rampaged angrily around planting bombs in department stores and a police HQ, robbing banks to fund weapon purchase and kidnapping and murdering leading ‘capitalists’. It seems they wanted to cause the Government and Police to ‘soften’ their authoritarian approach. The RAF had links with guerilla groups in the Middle East and members took part, in spite of clear tension / culture clashes, in guerilla warfare training.

The film takes us through some of these spectacular events to great effect. We see the other side of the conflict led by the wily old Police President, Horst Herold, played by Bruno Ganz (Adolf Hitler in ‘Der Untergang’). We see how the authorities close in on the various RAF members, leading to spectacular arrests, prison escapes and to the two year trial whilst in prison of, Ensslin, Meinhof, Baader and Jan Carl Raspe. The gang member’s mental health deteriorates and in particular Ulrike Meinhof, who is experiencing doubts and guilt about the whole fiasco, commits suicide one year into the trial. The other three are eventually sentenced to life imprisonment and this sets off two further atrocities. Firstly, the RAF kidnap the President of the ‘Employer’s Union’ Hanns Martin Schleyer. Secondly, RAF members in cohorts with the PLO hijack a plane and hold the passengers to ransom. The plan is to negotiate the release of RAF prisoners. On learning of the rescue of the plane passengers, the three prisoners sink into ultimate despair and are found dead the next morning (18 October 1977) in their separate cells. After re-enacting the murder of Schleyer (19 October 1977) this harrowing film draws to a close.

The colourful RAF story of cloak and dagger escapades continued with so-called 2nd and 3rd generation members causing steadily diminishing mayhem until they officially ceased their activities on 20 April 1998. There are a number of ex-RAF members still living and working in Germany and attempts to unravel an accurate account of history of the Baader Meinhof Complex goes on.

Footnote

To gain further impressions of the film try the following sites for a variety of articles in ‘The Independent’ (a highly regarded UK broadsheet daily newspaper):

http://www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertainment/films/reviews/the-baader-meinhof-complex-uli-edel-149-mins-18-1020248.html

http://www.independent.co.uk/opinion/commentators/johann-hari/johann-hari-sixties-radicals-are-back-but-why-1021683.html

http://www.independent.co.uk/arts-entertainment/films/reviews/the-baader-meinhof-complex-18-1017556.html

http://www.independent.co.uk/news/world/europe/is-baader-meinhof-film-a-tasteless-action-movie-941216.html

http://www.independent.co.uk/opinion/columnists/thomas-sutcliffe/tom-sutcliffe-the-urbane-power-of-alistair-cooke-1027364.html

East Midland and Dublin airports compaired

The comparison is based on general comments and observations. It will become obvious that I feel better about EMA than Dublin airport. Note that I say 'feel better'. Airports are a necessary evil which we have to endure rather than enjoy.

EMA is more endurable than Dublin because:

• You can park the car within 5 minutes walk of the departure and arrival area. For charges see:
  http://www.eastmidlandsairport.com/emaweb.nsf/All+Content/LongStayParking
  
• The bus shuttle service from Nottingham (Derby, Leicester etc.) city centre is reasonable priced, efficient and regular:
  http://www.eastmidlandsairport.com/emaweb.nsf/Content/Bus
  
• This small airport does not overwhelm the traveller with the feeling of being trapped in a shopping centre (or mall to our friends in the USA).
  
• The airport staff are friendly and helpful. In particular I noticed the kindness shown to a frail old man as he was being discreetly examined for lethal fluids or weapons. I can confirm that the old gent was given the go-ahead.
  
• Distances involved from car to plane were very modest.
  
• Finally a minus. The little plastic bags to put our permitted fluids in are sold for an outrageous 50 pence.

Dublin airport is less endurable than EMA because:

• There is round-the-clock, heavy, congested traffic in the Dublin area. The car parking options are confusing to decide upon and hard to get to.
  
• The shuttle bus from Dublin city is OK but also suffers from the traffic conjestion. The allotted time is 45 mins. but our bus made it in half an hour.
  
• In general, the staff are curt, bordering on the aggressive and uninterested in the well-being of passengers. They could be better trained and try a bit harder.
  
• Finding your way about in the airport is not easy.
  
• Finally, a plus. The little plastic bags are free.

So ends my summary. I get the feeling that I could have done a similar summary of any biggish city v smallish city airport. I also have a suspicion that the curtness is also linked to a big city syndrome. Furthermore, visiting the Republic of Ireland is well worth the effort and out-and-about the Irish are great craic. It must be the soothing effect of all that Guinness on the soul.

Faecal matter news

Some days ago a news item about a hand cleanliness survey in the UK rested briefly in my brain. I’ve just got round to refreshing! it. So on googling around I eventually keyed in ‘faecal matter Newcastle’ which led me to a useful blog by Matt Brown:

http://network.nature.com/hubs/london/blog/2008/10/22/best-faecal-matter-news-story-ever#comment-form

and to a reasonably clear report of the findings of the preliminary study conducted by the London School of Hygiene & Tropical Medicine in a publication called ScienceDaily:

http://www.sciencedaily.com/releases/2008/10/081014204440.htm

The study which took a sample of 409 people consisting of approximately 46 men and 46 women in each of 5 cities came up with the following overall percents (adding men and women counts) of hand faecal contamination:

Newcastle 44
Liverpool 34
Cardiff 24
Birmingham 23
London 13

I deduce that it must be very hard to keep the stuff off one’s hands at all times so we must wash them more often and more thoroughly, especially after having our bowels open. We should also try to avoid touching things like toilet door handles, soap dispenser levers and other human beings. The first suggestion could lead us to having to kick the toilet door in which leads to privacy problems and to possible arrest for vandalism. The second point means perhaps just using running water but then the tap has to be turned on. Avoiding physical contact with other humans is disappointing news for the frottage community and in the long term would lead to the dying out of the human race.

One comment on Matt Brown’s blog says that it is advisable to be at least 5 metres away from the toilet when cleaning your teeth. I suppose we must brace ourselves for a worrying report about the incidence of faecal matter on teeth.

Mercifully the faecal matter researchers did not include faecal quantity details. I can only assume that they were finding microscopic amounts as opposed to full-blown stools.

Anyway, time for lunch preceded and followed by a thorough head to toe scrubbing.

Home beer brewing

After a 4 year gap I've resumed homebrewing.

Why the gap?

I use a full-mash method with 4 Kg. of crushed barley grain as the main ingredient. The process is quite time consuming and fraught with hazards.

What hazards?

The main one is risk of infection, and consequently producing a fowl-tasting, vinegary concoction. After about 7 hours hard labour: mashing, boiling, bottling and finally about 6 weeks of waiting to find that you've got a disaster on your hands is a nashing of teeth and tearing out of hair situation. Hence nowadays I'm nearly toothless and follickly challenged.

Oops, must go downstairs now and attend to the brew. I'll finish this later. Meanwhile enjoy the photo above of the surface of a frothing brew. Please don't tell me it looks like vomit.

jazz steps

Last night I went to the Bonington Theatre, Arnold, Nottingham to see 'The Angelo Debarre Quartet'. Thursday evening jazz sessions at this venue have been a regular feature of the local jazz scene for a number of years (see www.jazzsteps.co.uk). The Bonington gives mainly local people the chance to choose from an unending stream of highly talented jazz style performances. I like jazz, but I'm no jazz anorak, so don't expect a technical analysis of the event.

The flyer 'forecast' the following line up: Angelo Debarre and Dave Kelbie (guitar), Andy Crowdy (bass) and Christian Garrick (violin). Before the band emerged our master of ceremonies informed us that Mr. Garrick was not available, and the violinist would be Andy Aitchison. A full house of 170 eagerly awaited for the band to take the stage. They were led on by an elegant, slim, black shirt and trousered, pointy shiny black shoed, italian/gypsy violinist. Then came a couple of typical 'jazz-music clad' down-and-outs. Last to emerge was another simmering Italian type who turned out to be Angelo DB.

Within a few seconds Angelo had made a massive impact with an explosive start of high volume, complex gypsy-jazz rhythms supported by the other three, all feverishly plucking or stroking their instruments. Think Django Rheinhardt and Stephane Grappelli. The audience was also twitching away enthustically and even the occassional 'Yeh!' could be heard. Andy Aitchison was at the forefront of the performance delivering a string(!) of vibrant solos with the aplomb of a true, suave, romano geezer.

After three or four numbers the seated Dave Kelbie introduced the players and explained that the violinist had been drafted in less than 24 hours previously because he was 'available and cheap'. Not only that, he mentioned that Andy Aitchison comes from Lincolnshire. I think Spalding was named. Maybe I should have spotted the clue to his non-romany background in his first name. Dave also explained his own discomfort at playing so far North as he is from London. How we all laughed. I did enjoy Andy's occasional repartee between numbers. After all, showmanship does matter. Dave and Andy Crowdy on bass provided a sparkling, animated accompanyment to the two main players.

Angelo is a brilliant musician and I will certainly seize any opportunity to see him again. He is an intense, focussed performer. It would have been nice if he could also have engaged more with his audience.

Thanks to the organisers and to the Angelo Debarre Quartet for a great night out.

Deutsch lernen

I go to a German conversation group most Wednesday evenings. There's only up to 4 of us in the group plus the German leader. We usually watch the German news on Satellite TV for the first 15 minutes and that gets the conversation going. Obviously, our standard and confidence varies from person to person and funnily enough also from week to week. I get the feeling that sometimes we are staggering through a German chit-chat, more or less understanding each other, whilst the leader is more confused than us.

There's a plan to watch and discuss a film about 'das Sudetenland' soon. Anyone out there got any comments/info about this topic?