Thwarted

Today, and for the first time in years, the local LibDems candidate visited and leafleted. Amazing; a refreshing change.

Speculating from my amazement and my opening comments that I might be amenable to rejoining the party, he… well I’m honestly considering it, and I have the urge to use my vote wisely[efn_note]This did not end well.[/efn_note] this time around.

Your and my previous scorn, though not entirely misplaced, has… Let’s just say, although neither of us expect a win, both realise after the disappointment of recent years allied to the Nasty Party, there’s a long game to be played here.

At the time of writing though, no-one in Rochdale can know much about any of the candidates; fewer than 15% of the candidates offered up any background information about themselves, see the link below:

https://www.rochdaleonline.co.uk/news-features/elections/candidates/31

Oh, the title’s ‘Thwarted’ simply because I’ve been prevented from winding myself up for a good old-fashioned moan.


Chess 2

Playing against the Chess.com computer at the lowest difficulty level I’m getting a lot of games ending in a ‘stalemate’, including one where only the computer’s king remained.

Ok, I’ve read the stalemate rules but it seems just wrong that I’ve not won anything yet. I’ll be honest though, as a newcomer to the game I’m happy enough when I last more than 25 moves without being soundly thrashed.

Migration v2

I'm transferring Markdown blog posts from my GitHub Pages repository (repo) into my WordPress blog, this way:

  • Open MWeb for iOS (a Markdown editor with publishing capability.)
  • Make _posts and _images folders and copy all the posts and images from my local copy of the repo into each.
  • Open each post in MWeb.
  • Check for links to old blogs:
    • If none found then strip the YAML post header, ensure the post date matches the original and publish to WordPress.
    • If links found, hold until later and publish the earlier, link-free posts first.
    • I also attempt to use the original post date but know I've failed on at least a couple of occasions. It's not massively important.

Blog posts to migrate:

Date Remaining
2019-04-06 360
2019-04-10 207
2019-04-12 187
2019-04-15 117
2019-04-22 57
2019-04-27 16

(Table updates at various milestones.)

Kebab 3

Previously…

The local chip shop has been selling Greek-style chicken and donner kebabs for a few weeks now, as a sideline. My first ever chicken kebab, a week after they started, was utterly wonderful; a shame I only had 3/4 of it after sharing with daughter 2 and some of my meat with my mother-in-law.

About 4 weeks ago I had my second, a donner, again with salad, fluffy flatbread and sweet chilli sauce. Not as good as the chicken though, it has to be said.

Today, after a too-long hiatus, I had another donner kebab (the chicken had sold out.)

Now, it’s been suggested that eating a kebab from a tray with a blue plastic fork is ‘wrong’, that eating one on a plate with metal cutlery is also ‘wrong.’ So today I took a saner man’s suggestion and upped my game by eating it on a big plate with the shiny cutlery, crucially whilst wearing a (quilted) smoking jacket and toting a pipe.

Er… ok, I don’t have a smoking jacket or a tobacco pipe, so made do with this bubble wrap and a yellow Kazoo!

Full.

Content.

Podcasts?

This is a placeholder post to celebrate the very best audio posts from the previous incarnation of my blog. Both of them![efn_note]Linked, not embedded, because it’s quicker and easier.[/efn_note]

The first ‘Audio file’ was recorded on 24 January 2016 and ‘Bins’, the second and my most recent, 5 days later.

Not podcasts though, for I am not a podcaster.

Chess

For the last couple of weeks daughter 2 and I have been playing a game of chess every few days. She’s been learning at school and doesn’t need any tuition from me.

Now that sounds as though I know the game. Nope, I’m a novice. Almost. I’ve played occasional games against computers since the nineteen eighties but it never gained much traction with me; until recently I lost every game.

Since buying the chess set as part of a ‘Classic Games Compendium’ I’ve had to overcome an early dilemma: do I let my daughter win? That’s an easy one, no. We discussed it and I gave her my rationale: when she beats me the first time I’ll be, at that moment, the proudest daddy alive.

Oh, before I forget, a colleague has offered to play me. I’m not ready yet but, just in case, at lunchtimes I’ve been playing against the computer. Level 1. No wins yet but one stalemate 1/2 indicates what I’m going to call ‘improvement’.

For now though, being honest about this, I’m happy to have my ego massaged by beating my baby.