First time we kissed I heard
The soft blue chord of peppermint
Along with overtones of mercury, and
Then you told me how your fist
Was the gateway to delights unknown.
You’re waving at me from the photograph,
A permanent rebuke; why did I leave you
To spend three nights alone?
Next time we met
I felt a squeal of amber-coloured pain
Across my legs and through
The great meridian, as though
A weight had been removed.
Last time we met, the radio
In the station bar played ‘I Can’t Stand The Rain’
As if to say come on, it’s time to go. And I
Remembered how you said ‘Just
Focus on the unreal gift of seeing
A city in the fog’.
Journal Entry, 14 Feb 97: Went to T’ai Chi on Weds night – very crowded. Lots of newcomers. Steve explained how all weight is on one foot so that the other can move rapidly without having to rest.
Was thinking about meridians – running through the body from L foot to R hand etc – is this why we lift one foot in karate when performing shuto uke with that hand?
Opening moves of kushanku or naifanchi – is this generation of chi kung?
Training session in Ripley on Sunday?
Finished reading ‘Oscar and Lucinda’ and have started ‘Satanic Verses’. Eight years ago today the fatwa was issued against Salman Rushdie.
At work have found articles in JCT about hydrolysis of alkyds, popping and shear disruption of micelles, all of which might contribute to low-gloss films.
Apparently, Michael Jackson – the luminous-skinned sibling with a penchant for young men – has become a father. “Do you want me to wrap it or will you eat it now?”
16 Feb 97: Today went to Nott’m for bike lesson. Heavy wind, light rain, I wore my Bering waterproofs and they got soaked but I stayed dry.
During our emergency stops one of the students slammed on the brakes and dropped bike on his knee. Ambulance.
The sky was full of birds moving randomly around in the breeze; ran out of petrol on dual carriageway, went onto reserve, rode around and was rescued by Pete.
17 Dec 05: No, I was not draped in a furious array of bling as I travelled up to Blackpool for the MAG Xmas party. Originally I rang the Anchorage Hotel and booked a room; the manager asked me to call him if I changed my mind about going ‘so that I can re-let the room’.
It turned out that there were only about three guests in the entire place.
Train from Stockport to Blackpool, taxi to Hotel, taxi to Cricket Club. Didn’t have chance to eat en route, so I ended up having two bags of peanuts. The band was called ‘Beyond Monsoon’ which makes them sound as though they should wear kaftans and play sitar.
Rick H turned up from NABD.
After the raffle I made my excuses and fled. Taxi to hotel, went to Chinese restaurant and had duck and noodles.
Woke up with hangover; had been told that breakfast was served from nine until ten a.m.
I hung around the deserted dining room until 10.15, nobody appeared so I just left my key in the bedroom and left. Walked to town; the outer bits of Blackpool are really neglected and dirty, utterly depressing. An expensive, frustrating weekend.
6 Apr 06: This morning B- and I were woken by the flat buzzer. It was a scaffolding firm asking if we owned the yellow pick-up truck. After moving it, B- was bombarded with homophobic remarks.
At work, no news about impending redundancies. Went to dentist, had 2 x-rays.
Listening to ‘Larks Tongues in Aspic’ for the first tie in ages. Started reading ‘Undercurrents’ by Frances Fyfield.
David Tench came into my lab yesterday and seemed very surprised to see me, while Paul B gave me a huge list of forthcoming work, possibly in a vain attempt to reassure me.
10 Apr 06: Today went to work to see what was happening on the redundancy front. Last week we had been told that Alan D was going to announce his decision on the 7th. No decision yet made, he’s away on hol and Steve S at Woolwich.
Anyway, about 4.00 Darrell was called over for a meeting with Mike Woodrow.
Then we all assembled in our office at 4.30 and Mike W told us that Darrell had been disposed of and that was it. No more redundancies.
But we were all expecting two departures, and Karen was under the impression that she was for the chop. And no-one can give her firm confirmation before Thursday.
11 Apr 06: So, today we had a meeting with Steve where he went on and on about how the R and D department was losing a number of staff because they hadn’t managed to develop seven new products.
But Darrell – redundant – was part of Tech Service, not R and D. We were all baffled.
Then it turned out that Karen W may or may not have been asked to leave, but we weren’t sure if she was leaving. Today I saw Darrell looking through his redundancy papers – eight pages of stuff with a huge list of numbered items.