Bills Posts

When we went to see the first Avatar film in 2009 we were absolutely blown away by the story, the imagery, and the quality of the 3D photography. It has remained until today by far the best 3D film that I have seen. I don’t know how many 3D films have been made since then, but I haven’t seen many.

Today, we went to the cinema again. This was to see the sequel to the the 2009 Avatar; Avatar The way of the water. You certainly get your money’s worth with this film with it running to over three hours in length.

I have to say that as a family we all thoroughly enjoyed the film. All of the characteristics of the original were to be found. If you are of a mind to go and see the film, I definitely recommend it.

On the left of the header picture is Rowner Church. The original church is 12th Century. Not the building we are looking at. In reality, only a small part of the church inside remains from the original.

The Rowner / Alverstoke area has it’s own Mott and Bailey. This is a secure structure built on top of a small mound and a larger community below it surrounded by a protectective wall, typically built from wood. These are likely to be the oldest structures in the area.

I think Gosport itself didn’t come in to existence 1500s yet Alverstoke and Rowner were mentionned in the Domesday Book.

It is easy to forget the history that surrounds us.

This is the symbols my downfall at Christmas time, and Chocolate is it’s name. In this case Toblerone, but pretty much any chocolate really. There isn’t much I don’t like. People insist on buying it for me for Christmas and of course I can’t refuse it. That would be very rude of me. And of course have acquired said choccy, it must be eaten. The thought of throwing it away becomes unbearable. The trouble is, I have started getting back ache, and I know exactly what is cause it. I am putting on weight. What do I want – Chocolate or a pain free back (plus a smaller waste line). I’m afraid the chocolate must go.

I have banged on a fair bit about my writing a book. I usually say that having tried a creative writing course and have discovered that my ability to write fiction leaves an awful lot (no exaggeration here) to be desired I end up saying the book must be non-fiction.

Every so often, I take a look inside my brain, just to confirm that my thoughts on what type of book to write haven’t changed and today’s introspection has led me down the path of characterisation. We didn’t do very much of that on the course, we did talk about it and did have one exercise, but that was about it (no criticism of the course here, I would highly recommend it to anybody) Anyhow, that inward look caused a question; If I read a story that involved me, would I like my character?

I have to say that I will have to try this, I will write my character trying to be as honest about me as I can. There is a bit of a conflict of interest here, where I might paint myself as a positive person (actually, I think I am fairly positive). Let’s give it a go. Sadly I can’t see any circumstances under which I would make that public.

The weather is with us all day, every day it affects us all. Many aspects of the weather are fairly easy to measure. It is possible to buy weather stations that measure different aspects and present that data to the internet. I am very likely to go back there.

In the meantime, I am quite enjoying gathering what information I have access to manually. I have been looking for something to measure wind speed and wind direction I’d like an anemometer and a wind vane with a mechanical readout. I haven’t found anything yet but I shall keep looking.

In the meantime, I thought I could put up a windsock. They are quite cheap on Amazon (less than £10) and others only a little more expensive even come with a pole. A windsock would give an indication of intensity and direction. But if I am to go down that route I will have to consult, because it would be quite intrusive.

The other thing I could do is record cloud type and cover. I understand that cloud cover is measured in octets (eighths). And the different cloud types of which I know some, but not all. Another bit of learning to do I think.

Would you notice if I re-used a photo that I had used before? I did a few posts ago and I didn’t notice myself until the next night when I wanted to use it again (must be a good picture). I’m not really talking the most recent episode, something from longer back.

The thing is, with 850+ posts under my belt of which I am quite proud, as a side comment, I could no more tell you whether or not I have re-used a photo from before, than I could write 10 posts in a day.

I went to the shop to get some bits and pieces. That is the only time I have been out of the house today. I’m not adding many new pictures recently. I am reluctant to re-use pictures but there are times when I need to. I suppose it is helped by a lot of my pictures having a common theme – the waterfront.

It’s been quite a while now since I have done any regular walking. I need to correct that. After Christmas, I think.

Would you notice if I re-used a photo that I had used before? I did a few posts ago and I didn’t notice myself until the next night when I wanted to use it again (must be a good picture). I’m not really talking the most recent episode, something from longer back.

The thing is, with 850+ posts under my belt of which I am quite proud, as a side comment, I could no more tell you whether or not I have re-used a photo from before, than I could write 10 posts in a day.

I went to the shop to get some bits and pieces. That is the only time I have been out of the house today. I’m not adding many new pictures recently. I am reluctant to re-use pictures but there are times when I need to. I suppose it is helped by a lot of my pictures having a common theme – the waterfront.

It’s been quite a while now since I have done any regular walking. I need to correct that. After Christmas, I think.

Today we visited Keydales in Horndean. I guess it’s a fairly typical garden centre. I didn’t see anything there that I wasn’t expecting.

In general I find garden centres fairly boring. I acknowledge though that they usually have a nice restaurant that serves nice food. The other thing I like to look at is the book selection. Now, if a garden centre serves good food (which is usually the case wherever) and has a good selection of books to look at I am usually happy.

Now, if either of those two criteria aren’t met (with the understanding that if the food isn’t good then I don’t have to eat, and the book section can entertain me) then it doesn’t take me long to feel bored.

My fallback if feeling bored is to retire to the car, to either look at my phone or snooze, much to Elayne’s disgust. I on the other hand am quite happy.

There are books and films that I really like. To the extent that there are some that I have re-read and watched several times. You would think wouldn’t you that once read, once seen that was it.

But no. Even though I know what is going to happen, but I still very much enjoy revisiting. Andy weir’s The Martian is one of those where I have watched the film a few times; apart from a superb story, I love the music, but reading the book also gives you more information. I don’t know how scientifically accurate is the film, but it feels good.

Interstellar is another one, the music really good, along with an interesting story line. I went to the cinema to see it the first time, it is one of the few times that any film I’ve seen that bears any comparison with 2001 A Space Odyssey. Not really though, 2001 was an epic.

There are some films which I won’t watch again some because I just don’t like them and some I can’t watch because they gave me nightmares. Not often a film does that, and one in particular that caught me by surprise. Won’t watch that again.

Today’s quite memorable for me in a trivial, but interesting way. I’ve now started reading Gilbert White’s book with its full title The Natural History and Antiquities of Selborne. Modern versions of the book tends to drop the antiquities part of the book because it appears people are less interested in that aspect.

I bought the book when we visited Gilberts house. This was quite deliberate on my part. I had seen the book in a number of places and could easily have bought it, let alone from Amazon. But, I resisted doing so: ever since I saw the sign for his house on the Ham Barn Roundabout on the A3, just north of Petersfield and wondered who was Gilbert White, and why did he warrant a brown tourist sign as a place of interest worth visiting.

It is worth visiting, for here lived a man who’s observations in the eighteenth century are still contributing to ecological research.

I am two letters in to the beautifully illustrated version of the book, a modern edition. Apparently, this book from the 1780’s has never been out of print. There must be many versions of the book. I must admit I would quite like an earlier version of the book, one that includes the antiquities, as well as the natural history of Selborne.

I am on my Christmas break. It’s quite nice, as I am now able to take a walk in to town at any time convenient to me. We bought Sausage Rolls and sat at the waterfront. No ships apart from the Gosport Ferry plying its usual route too and fro.

The gulls were waiting to see if we would give them any of our food. We probably shouldn’t have done, but we did. There was a real squabble as usual. There was a bit of a southerly breeze blowing. The gulls are so graceful in the air, hanging effortlessly on thier wings.

Because they are used to people they can get quite close. This pair were no more than six feet away. Lovely to see.