31 July 2011

MontefegatesiSo, here we are after a wonderful two weeks in Tuscany. I have to say, the whole vacation exceeded my expectations and although we had a couple of days of slightly dodgy weather, the villa was fantastic, the area is gorgeous, the family and friends were magnificent and, all in all, it was just about perfect. I guess the only imperfection was having to come home.

Our second week was, apart from one long day out, somewhat more local and relaxed than the first. On Saturday Ben, Nick, Lucy and Bump had to set off fairly early to make their way to the airport and our new guests, the Waltons and Kelly-Browns weren’t due to arrive until late in the evening. So, Adam, Pen, J and I had the day to ourselves. We decided to set off in the car to Montefegatesi, a magnificent hilltop village about thirteen km from Bagni di Lucca. It’s actually probably only about five or six km from here as the crow flies but it’s towards the top of the mountains and hence is accessed by narrow, winding roads that snake their way up the hillside. It’s a gloriously exciting drive up through chestnut woods with fabulous views of the peaks above and the foothills below, the excitement intensifying on every hairpin curve as you wonder whether you will meet another mad Italian careening down the hill. Fortunately, the SatNav guided us expertly and equally fortunately we met only a few other vehicles on the way up. Meeting the bus on the way down the mountain was more than exciting enough. Continue reading “31 July 2011”

24 July 2011

Tower of PisaGood morning and welcome to another week at the Villa San Francesco. The bad news is that we are half way through this vacation – doesn’t time fly when you are enjoying yourself! The other bad news is that Ben, Nick & Lucy and Bump left yesterday. It’s been absolutely wonderful having them all here and especially having Ben and Adam together. (Of course, I am not saying that it hasn’t been grand having Nick and Lucy here but we do have the opportunity of seeing them quite regularly. The last time we had all three boys together was at Nick and Lucy’s wedding two years ago). Our disappointment in saying “good-bye” to Ben (and Nick, Lucy and Bump) is only marginally tempered by the arrival yesterday evening of our friends Dave and Sue Walton and Sue and Stuart Kelly-Brown who will no doubt try their best to help us through the rest of this week. Continue reading “24 July 2011”

24 July 2011 – Amusements

A man was pulled over for speeding down the highway; the officer came to the driver’s window and said, “Sir, may I see your driver’s license and registration?”

The man said, “Well, officer. I don’t have a license, it was taken away for a DUI.”

The officer, in surprise, said,” What!? Do you have a registration for the vehicle?”

So the man replied, “No sir, the car is not mine. I stole it, but I am pretty sure I saw a registration card in the glove box when I put the gun in it.”

The officer stepped back, “There is a gun in the glove box?!?”

The man sighed and said, “Yes sir, I used to kill the woman who owns the car before I stuffed her in the trunk.”

The officer steps toward the back of the car and says, “Sir do not move, I am calling for backup.” The officer calls for backup and about ten minutes another highway patrolman arrives. He walks up to the window slowly and asks the man for his driver’s license and registration.

The man said, “Yes, officer here it is right here.”

It all checked out so the officer said,” Is there a gun in the glove box sir?”

The man laughs and says, “No, officer why would there be a gun in the glove box?” He opened the glove box and showed him that there was no gun.

The second officer asked him to open the trunk because he had reason to believe that there was a body in it. The man agrees and opens the trunk. No dead body.

The second officer says, “Sir, I do not understand. The officer that pulled you over said that you did not have a license, the car was stolen, there was a gun in the glove box, and a dead body in the trunk.”

The man looks the officer in the eyes and says, “Yeah and I’ll bet he said I was speeding too.” Continue reading “24 July 2011 – Amusements”

17 July 2011

Greg's Mug
Greg's Mug

Hello and welcome to the Villa San Francesco, Bagni di Lucca. We arrived yesterday after a long but reasonably straight-forward journey from downtown Byfield and have been relaxing in the splendour and pleasantness!

As Donna once said (when we flew off to Spain for a week): it must be nice living so close to Europe that one can, indeed, nip off for a week or so very easily and that is certainly true. However, as I said then, it would be even better if we lived as conveniently close to an airport as she and Ben do to LAX. As it happens, our flight was from Gatwick (two and a half hours from Byfield) to Bologna (about two and a half hours drive from Bagni di Lucca). So, five hours of driving sandwiched around a two hour flight. Continue reading “17 July 2011”

17 July 2011 – Amusements

“How was your game, dear?” asked Jack’s wife Tracy.

“Well, I was hitting pretty well, but my eyesight’s gotten so bad I couldn’t see where the ball went,” he answered.

“But you’re 75 years old, Jack!” admonished his wife, “Why don’t you take my brother Scott along?”

“But he’s 85 and doesn’t play golf anymore,” protested Jack.

“But he’s got perfect eyesight. He would watch the ball for you,” Tracy pointed out.

The next day Jack teed off with Scott looking on. Jack swung and the ball disappeared down the middle of the fairway. “Do you see it?” asked Jack.

“Yup,” Scott answered.

“Well, where is it?” yelled Jack, peering off into the distance.

“I forgot.” Continue reading “17 July 2011 – Amusements”

10 July 2011

Oh my goodness! Can it get any worse than this? I suspect it can!

You will remember that the paper was discovered having hacked into the mobile phones of Prince William and some of his aides in 2005. When that story broke there was an “exhaustive” enquiry by both the paper and the Metropolitan police which concluded that this was all the work of one rogue reporter and a private investigator. No one at the top knew anything and the two were briefly jailed.

Shortly thereafter “secret” compensation payments of nearly £1m each were paid to two “celebrities” whose phones were hacked. The payments were authorised by James Murdoch without the approval of the News International board. These payments included a “gagging” clause to prevent any further scandal leaking out.

Unfortunately (for News International and Murdoch), the cover-up didn’t quite cover things up. More details began to leak out and the “one rogue reporter” story began to crumble. Since then something in the region of a hundred celebrities, sports personalities and politicians have been informed that their phones were hacked; a few have settled for substantial compensation payments but the majority seem determined to have their day in court. The police now estimate that several thousand people had their phones hacked.

Then, earlier this week, it emerged that the newspaper had hacked into the mobile phone of the teenager Millie Dowler who was abducted and later found murdered in 2002; (her killer has just been convicted). It seems that the newspaper hacked into her mobile phone soon after she disappeared and used information they gleaned from messages left by family and friends as part of their newspaper coverage. The public has found those actions pretty despicable but it gets even worse. When the mailbox in her phone filled up, the newspaper deleted the messages to free up space for more messages leading her family and friends to conclude that she must still be alive. Now, the police are taking a keen interest because it’s possible that the newspaper’s actions may have destroyed evidence. And, all of this occurred a full four years before the hacking into Prince William’s phones. All the work of one rogue reporter and, of course, no one further up the food chain knew anything at all! And pigs will fly.

In the last few days a flood of further details have emerged. The police are now investigating the disappearance (i.e., deletion) of millions of e-mails between editors, reporters and outsiders, including private investigators at the News of the World. This comes after a News International executive testified in a court case in Scotland last December that the e-mails had been “lost” in a transfer to Mumbai. At almost the same time the company solicitor was telling the High Court that it was impossible to retrieve e-mails more than six months old.

Unfortunately, in January, News International handed three e-mails to the police dating from the period when the e-mails were supposed to have been lost and/or irretrievable. This prompted the Metropolitan Police to launch their third “exhaustive” enquiry into the hacking scandal which then led to two separate attempts, allegedly by a News of the World executive, to delete half a terabyte of data (equivalent, apparently, to about 500 editions of Encyclopaedia Britannica).

On Thursday came the announcement that Murdoch undoubtedly hopes will draw a line under the affair – News International announced the closure of the News of the World after 168 years. Today’s edition will be the last. Not surprisingly, there is widespread speculation that this is all a diversion. Interestingly, the internet domain names TheSunOnSunday.co.uk, TheSunOnSunday.com and SunOnSunday.co.uk were registered four days ago. (The Sun is Rupert Murdoch’s daily tabloid which exhibits similarly sterling standards of journalistic integrity as the News of the World).

No doubt there will be more to come in the days, weeks and months ahead. It’s all rather reminiscent of Watergate with The Guardian filling the role of the Washington Post. Don’t these people ever learn – it’s the cover-up that brings you down.


Oops! On another issue altogether: another example of the coalition government’s inability to think things through has recently emerged thanks to a leaked letter from the office of the Minister for Communities, Erik Pickles.

As we’ve discussed in the past, the Conservative branch of the coalition government has been trying to pursue policies based on ideology rather than practicality, wherever they feel they can slip these past their Liberal Democrat partners. Generally, these policies are dressed up to make them somewhat more palatable and the bottom line always is the need to cut the deficit. Unfortunately, as in their attempts to deal with the costs of higher education, they don’t always think things through and their policies, while obviously pleasing to their supporters on the far right, end up costing more than they save and doing nothing to cut the deficit.

One of the money-saving policies the government is currently trying to introduce is a cap on the amount of money paid to anyone on benefits. Clearly, this is very appealing to the right wing of the Conservative party who are convinced that everyone receiving any sort of public benefit is a welfare scrounger while at the same time the government estimates the policy will save something in the order of £270m per year. Win, win!

It now emerges, however, that Erik Pickles’ department carried out an estimate of the likely impact and “savings” and their best guess is that the policy will make something in the region of 40,000 families homeless and that the estimated savings will be more than wiped out by the need for local authorities to divert resources to help the newly-created homeless, resulting in “a net cost”. Apparently, the letter, which has just surfaced, was sent by Pickles’ department to the Prime Minister’s office in January yet the government has been ploughing ahead regardless leading some MPs to accuse the government of misleading Parliament, a very serious offence in British Parliamentary democracy. (I know – how wacky is that? After all, that’s what politicians do, isn’t it? When did you last hear a politician give a straight, honest answer to a straight-forward question?) Still, it looks like more lessons in “cause and effect” are needed if the coalition is ever to get the hang of this governing thing.


My sweetheart suggested, out of the blue one evening, that we should go to the cinema. Now, as you know, it’s usually me who suggests such outings and only when I have received a free cinema ticket voucher together with some discounted dinner vouchers. On this occasion, however, Ms Playchute decided we should go to the cinema so go to the cinema we did.

Now I know why I always wait to get free cinema tickets before suggesting such excursions! £17.20 for the two of us (and that’s without any drinks, popcorn or other rubbish). I wouldn’t have minded too much if the film had been value for money but, alas, I am afraid it wasn’t (in our view, anyway). We went to see Bridesmaids which we always knew was going to be a bit of light fluff. I guess we hadn’t anticipated just how light and fluffy it was going to be. Don’t go out of your way to see it, I guess is our review.

Fortunately, I was able to secure some half price vouchers for main courses at Pizza Express so at least that part of the evening was not a disappointment.

Don’t forget – we are off to Tuscany on Saturday for two weeks. I hope that we will be able to maintain communication but can’t promise anything.

Love to you all,

Greg

 

3 July 2011

As I mentioned, we were making our way to the south coast to spend some time with our friends Sue and Stuart and to join in the celebrations surrounding Stuart’s 60th birthday. When we had planned all this many months ago, we knew that Sue and Stuart would have a houseful of family and guests so, on this occasion, we would be obliged to find alternative accommodation in the vicinity. Similarly, some months ago our neighbours across the road, Paul and Mary, commented that we would be welcome to borrow their camper van if we ever wanted to. Continue reading “3 July 2011”

3 July 2011 – Amusements

In California’s Sonoma Valley where vineyards cater to wine snobbery, a woman phoned the classified ad department of a newspaper. She offered for sale what sounded like “well-aged Caumeneur.”

The ad-taker was unfamiliar with that particular wine but was used to the infusion of French words into the local vocabulary.

“Could you please spell that?” she asked.

“You know” said the woman impatiently “C-o-w M-a-n-u-r-e.” Continue reading “3 July 2011 – Amusements”