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Monday 4th June 2018

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 4, 2018 by bishshat

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In a world overtaken by a virus that turns people into zombies within 48 hours, husband and wife, Andy and Kay, and their one-year-old daughter, Rosie, are living safely on a houseboat in rural Australia.

While relocating for the night, Andy spots two children playing on the shore of the river. He shouts out to them, but continues the cruise after the father, noticing Andy, flashes a revolver in his belt. Later that day, Andy is using a net to fish supplies out of the water. Kay mentions their food rations are starting to run out, but Andy debates her plans to go on land. The scene changes to one of a young Aboriginal girl attaching leaves to her shoes. It goes back to Andy after a minute, who has spotted an abandoned sailboat, proceeding to investigate it. He retrieves food, and presents it to a skeptical Kay.

After reassuring her the sailboat he ransacked was safe, Kay decides to return by herself to try and collect more supplies. Andy had previously left when he heard thuds coming from a door in the wall, but Kay, unaware of this, is presumably attacked by a zombie that emerges from the door.

Andy awakens to Rosie crying, and goes in search of Kay. She is in the bathroom of the houseboat, trying to restrain the bloodflow from a bite on her knee. She is next seen investigating a pack that was previously acquired by Andy from the river. In it is contained a bracelet that measures the amount of time left for an infected, which Kay puts on, and a spring-loaded dagger that can be used on a zombie’s temple to kill them. Andy and Kay discuss their plans, confirming her vulnerability. The family decides to abandon the houseboat and venture to a hospital. They pass by the burning remnants of a body.

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Thoomi, the Aboriginal girl, is drawing in a sketchbook. She leaves behind the picture of a man with his head in the ground, then leaves her shelter with a rabbit carcass, which she throws into a pit. Gargling and crunching are heard and she covers her ears.

Andy and Kay have found a vehicle. While Andy fills the petrol tank, Kay notices a yellow slime on the seat back. They narrowly evade a zombie trudging towards them. As they drive away, one is seen struggling to lift its head from the ground. They stop on a deserted stretch of road so Andy can look at a map, and Kay change Rosie’s diaper. She collapses offscreen, convulsing and throwing up blood while Andy holds her steady.

Thoomi is seen once more throwing a snake carcass into the pit, but no sounds are heard. She climbs down to check, and then exits hastily.

Kay comes to her senses and checks her wound in the car to see it is oozing yellow slime. In a fit she exits the car and has a shouting match with Andy, angered he has been trying to keep her developments from her. He subdues her and convinces her to continue with him. Andy breaks the door handle to keep Kay from trying to escape again. On the road, Andy is distracted by a lone man and consequentially crashes the car into a tree, impaling Kay. Andy faints from shock, leaving Rosie strapped in her seat. He comes to hours later and tries to wake Kay, but realizes she has already converted, as evidenced by pus around her eyes and mouth. He is bitten by her while trying to exit the car. Following this, Andy approaches the car, Rosie sitting a distance away safely, and uses one of the daggers on Kay. He takes her bracelet and places it on himself instead, then begins travelling on foot with Rosie on his back. She cries for a great part of the journey, until he uses Kay’s perfume to calm her. While resting, he spots the man that had caused their crash, but realizing he is a zombie, prepares to defend himself. Thoomi appears to dissuade Andy from hurting the man, her father, and cuts her hand with a rock to draw blood and lead him away. Andy arrives at the town he intended to reach, entering a school and meeting Etta, a retired teacher. She helps him clean his wounds, and informs him that all the Aboriginal people have returned to their ancestral homelands, including all of her former students. Andy steps outside and sees fires in the distance, started by the Aboriginals. A woman is seen calling for Thoomi. That night, in a hospital room, Andy has his first seizure. He awakens the next morning, going outside to meet Etta, who tells him to seek a man named Willie, Thoomi’s father, to take care of Rosie. She explains the purpose of the fires, started by Aboriginal hunting parties that are cleansing the land by killing zombies they encounter. Etta warns Andy to stay out of their range. On his journey Andy stops at some ruins to give Rosie water. He passes several zombies with their heads in the ground, hastily leaving the area, but one rises and proceeds to follow him. He finds a truck and attempts to hijack it, but is stopped by a man named Vic, who saves Andy from the zombie that had been after him, of which Andy was unaware. Vic is trapped under a tank and gives Andy the keys, making him promise to rescue him first, and then they can escape approaching zombies together. Vic takes Andy to his shelter, an outpost formerly part of a gas plant. He meets Vic’s wife, Lorraine, who is quietly surprised to see other “people who are still people”. Vic encourages Andy to leave Rosie with Lorraine so the two men can go to work. Work is shooting groups of zombies and collecting their valuables, as Vic believes when the country returns to normal people will want riches again. Vic attracts the zombies by imprisoning live, healthy humans inside cages as bait. Andy is perturbed to see Thoomi trapped, along with an old man in a cage. At the shelter, Lorraine is taking care of Rosie. As the power goes out, Rosie becomes uncomfortable. Lorraine attempts to cheer her up, but discovers slime on her stomach.

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Vic visits another cage with Andy. He uses entrails, a radio, and blood to lure zombies, all factors which make Andy question himself for a moment. The men return to the shelter, where Lorraine briefly mentions cleaning up Rosie. Andy plays with his daughter before setting her down in a makeshift crib, his hand starting to spasm. He leaves the shelter with a dagger, but cannot bring himself to use it. Lorraine comes upon him, confessing that she is not Vic’s wife, and that Vic let her husband die along with other gas plant workers to save himself. Vic approaches them and knocks Andy out with the butt of his rifle out of suspicion, the latter awakening chained in the same cage as Thoomi. They agree to help each other escape by using the combined force of many zombies to open their cage, returning successfully to the shelter, rescuing Lorraine, Rosie, and the keys to both cages and chains. They don’t get very far before Vic emerges from the shelter and shoots at them. Lorraine sacrifices herself for them to escape.

Thoomi leads Andy to the cage he visited earlier, but the man inside (who she tells him is her tribe’s “Clever Man” or shaman) is gone. They evade Vic tracking them down, and spend the night in a small gulch. After releasing each other of their chain, they are presumed to fall asleep, until later in the night Thoomi wakes up to heavy breathing and hides with Rosie while Andy rubs his face against blood on the wall. The following morning Andy and Thoomi have a conversation about her father’s health, which results in Thoomi running off after Andy asserts her father will not get better. The same woman who has been seen calling for Thoomi (later revealed by Thoomi to Andy to be her mother and Willie’s wife) leaves Willie’s jacket on a tree limb. Thoomi arrives to see her father has been straddled atop the tree, dead (as part of Aboriginal burial traditions). Andy arrives to comfort her, but leaves promptly when he cannot console Thoomi, as she irrationally blames him for delaying her (she believed the Clever Man could restore her father’s soul to his body, as she is unaware that the zombie phenomenon is biological rather than supernatural). He has another breakdown and begins to try and burrow his head into the ground. Thoomi remains at the tree grieving, but is able to hear Rosie’s cry and goes to retrieve her. Andy is confronted by Thoomi after he rouses, who has decided to help him reach the river.

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They travel by motorboat to the campsite where Andy last saw the family, inspecting the RV in which the family was staying. Andy leaves with Rosie to go find the family, while Thoomi stays in the RV. He meets the father, who has been bitten, and once again shows him his revolver. The father says it contains six bullets, and that Andy can have the remaining two once he uses them on himself and his family. Andy retreats as three gunshots are heard in the distance. The fourth is delayed while the father follows Andy, using it on himself and collapsing behind him. Andy collects the gun as intended and debates whether to shoot himself as well. Thoomi rushes to them, having removed her leaves and claiming she is ready to go home. They set off together towards the sight of smoke on a nearby hill.

As they pass through a train tunnel, they encounter Vic. Thoomi hides with Rosie inside a parked vehicle on the tracks, while Andy tries to distract Vic. The two men fight, and Andy shoots once, hitting Vic in the abdomen. During the struggle, Vic manages to obtain the revolver and also shoot Andy. Andy, briefly defeated, is unable to help Thoomi, who Vic pulls from the car, in the process hitting her head on the rails. She lies in pain, Vic grabbing hold of Rosie. Andy rises to check on Thoomi, who is still alive, and then Rosie, who Vic is cradling, lamenting the incidental death of Lorraine. He tearfully hands over Rosie so that Andy can renew his walk with a hurt Thoomi.

On the way Andy has another lapse, almost indulging in decayed meat. With little time left, Andy asks of Thoomi to promise to look after Rosie, with whom Andy shares a farewell before preparing himself for the finalization by placing a guard in his mouth, binding his wrists, and wrapping the meat from earlier on a stick. He then succumbs, his eyes crusted over.

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The Aboriginal warriors have finished their raid, but Thoomi calls out to them with a whistle, drawing attention of the woman, her mother. Thoomi and Rosie are riding Andy, who is guided by the meat on the stick, and being perfectly harmless is detained by the warriors while Thoomi and Rosie are welcomed back by her mother. One of the warriors, the Clever Man who managed to escape his cage on his own, attempts to strike Andy with his spear, but Thoomi stops him. She takes out Kay’s perfume bottle, and sprays it one last time, the smell pacifying Andy, for a moment returning his consciousness as he realizes Rosie is finally safe. Thoomi then allows the Clever Man to put Andy out of his misery.

The Aboriginal people are seen traveling to a refuge of many of their people where they are welcomed heartily. As Thoomi and her mother inspect Rosie, the words Thank You are read on her stomach, written in white paint which Thoomi and the warriors have used to disguise their scent from the zombies. The final shots of the movie are of Andy’s plaid shirt and Rosie’s fishing bait mobile hung on a tree.

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Sunday 3rd June 2018

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 3, 2018 by bishshat

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Saturday 2nd June 2018

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 2, 2018 by bishshat

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The Cromwell Museum in Huntingdon, England, is a museum containing collections exploring the life of Oliver Cromwell and to a lesser extent his son Richard Cromwell. Oliver Cromwell was born in Huntingdon in 1599 and lived there for more than half his life. The museum is located in the former grammar school building in which Cromwell received his early education. Founded in 1962, the museum contains significant artifacts, paintings and printed material relating to The Protectorate.

The Cromwell Museum is located in the old grammar school building attended by Cromwell and the diarist Samuel Pepys. The building retains fragments of the medieval infirmary hall of the Hospital of St John the Baptist (circa 1170-90).The hospital was an almshouse for the poor and was founded by David Earl of Huntingdon. Keeping to an Augustinian rule, the masters of the hospital were appointed by the mayor and burgesses of the town until the suppression of chantries and hospitals in 1547. Vested in the corporation of the town, the hospital building became Huntingdon Grammar School which remained in the building until moving to a new location in 1896, eventually moving to Hinchingbrooke House on the outskirts of the town.

The building was extensively modified and shortened during its time as a school. It was remodelled and partially rebuilt in 1863, and then heavily restored in 1878 under the direction of architect Robert Hutchinson at a cost of £900. The work was paid for by the dramatist Dion Boucicault in memory of his son, killed in the Abbots Ripton rail accident of 1876. The building had been encased in brick and when this was removed a blocked Romanesque doorway was discovered. Other features of the exterior include a bellcote, five decorative arches on its west front and two bays of the hall’s nave and aisles.

The building was a scheduled Ancient Monument, but was de-scheduled in 2003 following a review by English Heritage. It is a grade II* listed building.

Following a temporary exhibition held in Huntingdon in 1958 to mark the anniversary of Cromwell’s death, Huntingdonshire County Council developed a collection to celebrate the town’s most famous resident and it was decided that the vacant grammar school would be a suitable location for a museum dedicated to Cromwell. The Museum opened in 1962 after major internal re-decoration. Initially managed by Huntingdonshire County Council, from 1974 the Museum became the responsibility of the Cambridgeshire County Council library service. The Museum was completely re-displayed in 1988 and refurbished between November 2003 and late May 2004 when major building work was undertaken and temperature control systems installed.

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The Museum collection is the best collection of “Cromwelliana” in the UK, comprising approximately 610 individual items as of 2009. The museum owns approximately 70% of the items in its collection, with loan collections from the Bush family (descendants of Henry Cromwell, the fourth son of Oliver Cromwell), the Royal Armouries (who have loaned items of 17th century military equipment) and objects from the Museum of London including the Tangye Collection.

The museum has a number of portraits of Cromwell and his family, including two by Robert Walker (d.1658), a copy of the famous “warts, and everything” portrait by Sir Peter Lely (1618-1680), a significant late portrait of Cromwell by Edward Mascall, and several miniatures in the style of Samuel Cooper. The museum has a number of coins from the era plus several portrait medals, including a copy of the Lord Protector medal also by Thomas Simon.

The Museum displays a unique group of objects and portraits passed down by the descendants of Henry Cromwell including the hat Cromwell is thought to have worn at the dissolution of the Long Parliament in 1653 and his personal powder flask for carrying gunpowder. The Museum also has on display an apothecaries cabinet owned by Cromwell, and a Florentine Cabinet presented to him by the Duke of Tuscany

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Oliver Cromwell was born in Huntingdon at The Friars on 25 April 1599 to Robert Cromwell and Elizabeth Steward. The family’s estate derived from Oliver’s great-grandfather, a Welshman named Morgan ap William. He was a brewer from Glamorgan who settled at Putney in London, and married Katherine Cromwell (born 1482), the sister of Thomas Cromwell, the famous chief minister to Henry VIII. The Cromwell family acquired considerable wealth by taking over monastery property during the Reformation. Morgan ap William was a son of William ap Yevan of Wales. The family line continued through Richard Williams (alias Cromwell), (c. 1500–1544), Henry Williams (alias Cromwell), (c. 1524 – 6 January 1604),[b] then to Oliver’s father Robert Cromwell (c. 1560–1617), who married Elizabeth Steward (c. 1564 – 1654), probably in 1591. They had ten children, but Oliver, the fifth child, was the only boy to survive infancy.   Cromwell House is now a modernised luxury Care Home.

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The Great Bear

I saw the Great Bear once upon a time
I saw it as clear as I see you
I mapped it out
Bright point by point of magical light
I think it even had eyes and fur
It filled the blackness of the sky
Hanging there like a tapestry for my pleasure
It was a November night for sure
I was walking up the gully
Two high fences close and parallel focused my view
I pointed to it in gloves of knitted love
Balaclava helmet encasing my ears and imagination
Thoughts and memories linger through the ages
Creating folk law and fairy tales
But to me it will always be real

John Bish June 2nd 2018

On seeing The Great Bear on a lorry on the A14

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Ursa Major known as the Great Bear is a constellation in the northern sky, whose associated mythology likely dates back into prehistory. Its Latin name means “greater (or larger) she-bear”, standing as a reference to and in direct contrast with nearby Ursa Minor, the lesser bear. In antiquity, it was one of the original 48 constellations listed by Ptolemy (2nd century AD), and is now the third largest constellation of the 88 modern constellations.

Ursa Major is visible throughout the year from most of the northern hemisphere, and appears circumpolar above the mid-northern latitudes. From southern temperate latitudes, the main asterism is invisible, but the southern parts of the constellation can still be viewed.

Friday 1st June 2018

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on June 1, 2018 by bishshat

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Still Crazy After All These Years

Paul Simon

I met my old lover
On the street last night
She seemed so glad to see me
I just smiled
And we talked about some old times
And we drank ourselves some beers
Still crazy after all these years
Still crazy after all these years

I’m not the kind of man
Who tends to socialize
I seem to lean on
Old familiar ways
And I ain’t no fool for love songs
That whisper in my ears
Still crazy after all these years
Still crazy after all these years

Four in the morning
Crapped out
Yawning
Longing my life away
I’ll never worry
Why should I?
It’s all gonna fade

Now I sit by my window
And I watch the cars
I fear I’ll do some damage
One fine day
But I would not be convicted
By a jury of my peers
Still crazy after all these years
Still crazy
Still crazy
Still crazy after all these years

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You Can Never Go Home

The Moody Blues

I don’t know what I’m searching for
I never have opened the door,
Tomorrow might find me at last,
Turning my back on the past,
But, time will tell, of stars that fell,
A million years ago.
Memories can never take you back, home, sweet home.
You can never go home anymore.

All my life I never really knew me till today,
Now I know why, I’m just another step along the way,

I lie awake for hours, I’m just waiting for the sun.
When the journey we are making has begun,
Don’t deny the feeling that is stealing through your heart,
Every happy ending needs to have a start.

All my life I never really knew me till today,
Now I know why, I’m just another step along the way,

Weep no more for treasures you’ve been searching for in vain.
‘Cos the truth is gently falling with the rain,
High above the forest lie the pastures of the sun,
Where the two that learned the secret are now one.

I don’t know what I’m searching for
I never have opened the door,
Tomorrow might find me at last,
Turning my back on the past,
But, time will tell, of stars that fell,
A million years ago.
Memories can never take you back, home, sweet home.
You can never go home anymore.

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Thursday 31st May 2018

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on May 31, 2018 by bishshat

All of these poems were written on the 31st May and alluded to my birthday the next day June 1st hence the years being looked forward to..

A Poem for His Birthday 1st June 2018

Thunder rolls over The Field
It fills the heavens
In this invisible symphony
A cuckoo calls
A Blackbird sings “We are Barbie Girls”.
He sits Wasted and waiting
He feels thin and drawn, light headed
The weather is as dull as his thoughts
He needs to be at home
He guards what is close to him
At sixty six he no longer plays at being a man
His father is long dead and younger than he is now
His brow will wrinkle
His mind will attempt to carry on
That’s what we do
Stay close now I can almost see the end
And there is no light
There is only darkness and solitude
All will fall away
All will be lost
Stay close now I can almost touch the end
So let’s go “Poyekhali”.

 

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A Poem for his birthday 1st June 2017  

Beans fill the field
They rise to his chest
No more grass needed
The pigs have all passed away
So the field is less visited
All around him chaos
His thoughts smothered
His eyes see black smoke rise
Lots of blood, whaling mothers
Crying fathers and young men’s anger
The women hold court and batter the red men blue
They humiliate they poke they prod
He doesn’t like these angry women
He doesn’t like these angry men
His fight is over
He can ride the free bus
But it will only take him so far
Spare him the pain
Spare him the misery
Cut the dead wood
Fill the green bin
Sgt Pepper may be number one
But that’s just silly
He wants to be left in peace holding the baby

A Poem on His Birthday  1st June 2016 

The Field is blasted by a gale
Dull clouds huddle
Tractor lines carve the dancing green
High stress levels cause him to stare
the corn has different levels of growth
He removes it inch by inch
He gathers it in buckets its ready to leave
sixty four is the next goal
the noise of the wind has the poets head in a spin
The rain has again flushed his heart
The Magpie the Jackdaw
and the Rook look down from the arch
that Sue has placed in the garden
The poet’s mind is focused on lessons
lessons he must deliver
red velvet cake has slowed him down
the tracks to that lead to Alcester are orange
And must be passed by to reach lamination
Mick and Brenda argue the toss
On when the bank will be visited
As Doctor John checks out the patient
Richard texted an unknown friend

A Poem on His Birthday 1st June 2015

The Field is lit with the darkness
Of a light cast by a torch with a dying battery
But the opposite of this is an uncertainty
Drifting static clouds hang
Faster yet faster still the corn does not grow
Beyond the height of a pig in a Mexican hat
The pig is reprieved and rolls towards another year
It will now be sixty three
And to be exact if the numbers add up
The night will not come again
Sun has burnt the poets head where before
The rain had flushed his heart
A fat pigeon looks down from his pole
And smiles at the foolish morning
The poet’s pain is sprayed away with
Chocolate and frozen jelly
The cottage holds no contentment
For it is dark and the dry roast spuds
Needed much extra salt
Stodgy Spotted Dick was had by four
Who if I live to celebrate eighty years
Will have long been roasted liver
Morris men danced
The band played on while a tiny trumpet boy
Collapsed from sunken lungs
The day came to a close
Just as it had not started
With sunshine and lemon cake
And a rum soaked Dylan Thomas paper cup

Fifties Child

Barclay James Harvest

Love was a lesson we tried to learn
There were no exams to pass or fail
Only heartbreaks, renew our faith
Life was a lesson we’ve tried to learn
There were no tests to pass, no license to gain
Only win or lose, renew our faith

Renew our faith, let us see
Fifties child was right to believe
Peace and love were our needs
The need to be free

War is a lesson we’ve had to learn
We had to learn to kill, to destroy and burn
But our spirits cry, renew our faith
Peace is a lesson we’ve yet to learn
A prize for all mankind who race for the gain
Of love and harmony, renew our faith

Renew our faith, let us see
Fifties child was right to believe
Peace and love were our needs
The need to be free

Renew our faith, let us see
Young and old we’re right to believe
Peace and love are our needs
The need to be free

Tuesday 29th May 2018

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on May 29, 2018 by bishshat

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Monday 28th May 2018

Posted in Life the Universe and Other Things on May 28, 2018 by bishshat

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