BBC E-mail: Can people unlearn their naked shame?

Eric Brighton saw this story on the BBC News website and thought you
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** Can people unlearn their naked shame? **
Once we were all happy to walk around naked, now we're not. But can an experiment in nudity help us understand why we are so embarrassed by being seen in the buff and help shed our inhibitions?

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Touch Typing III. Blog 200902111151

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Touch Typing III. Blog 200902111151

Wednesday 11^th February 2009, Grenoble, France.

Touch Typing III

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just sat down in a café you, reader, cannot see the speed of my typing – luckily. But at last I had the time to continue with my learning touch typing.

Of course nothing is ever that simple. The waiter sees me sitting down and hurries over. "those tables are for lunch only". I consider the situation. I have chosen this table on a score of interesting. It scores high on the interesting score because it has a view of the entrance door and is on a slight podium. "OK I'll take lunch"... ... "This table is reserved; you will have to sit here." He said, gesturing to the next table.

So here I am. I suppose that I could move to another table, but why? It is unlikely that another table will have the same 'interesting' score and this table is only slightly removed from the ideal. Perhaps I'll meet the person for whom that table is reserved.

This is our first day in Grenoble this year and Daisy is in bed while I go out to move the car. Then I had a wander to get a book and ended up in Place Grenette. Found this place by chance because it looked the most normal (whatever that might be). Now I will have tartiflette and une verre de vin rouge.

Eric

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Blog 200901290651

Touch Typing II. Blog 200901290651

Thursday 29th January 2009, Brighton, England.

Touch Typing II

;a

you, reader, cannot see the speed of my typing luckily. Although I could
do a macro, but you wouldn't want to watch it. Apart from the slowness,
there are the interminable mistakes, followed by backspacing and correction.
I so want to be able to type fluently, but it comes so slowly.

Anyway this preamble is meant to explain that I am learning to touch type.
I have determined that I will only write my blog using touch typing. This is
one of the reasons why there has been a long gap between postings. The other
was being laid low by food poisoning from ice cream.

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zxcvbnm,./

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let uw

let us see how much time it will take to type anything#;?

Of course it will be difficult at first. There will be pain.... ...


Eric

Touch typing II Blog 200901290651

Blog 200901290651

Touch typing II Blog 200901290651

Thursday 29^th January 2009, Brighton, England.

Touch typing II

;a

you, reader, cannot see the speed of my typing – luckily. Although I could do a macro, but you wouldn't want to watch it. Apart from the slowness, there are the interminable mistakes, followed by backspacing and correction. I so want to be able to type fluently, but it comes so slowly.

Anyway this preamble is meant to explain that I am learning to touch type. I have determined that I will only write my blog using touch typing. This is one of the reasons why there has been a long gap between postings. The other was being laid low by food poisoning from ice cream.

qwertyuiop

qwertyuiop]]

asdfghjiiop

asdfghjkl;

asdfghjkl;

zxcvbnm,./

zxcvbnm,./

qwertyuuuuuuuuuuuuiop

asdfghjkl;;lkjhgfdsapoiuytrewq

qwertyuuiop

let uw

let us see how much time it will take to type anything#;?

Of course it will be difficult at first. There will be pain.... … ...

Eric

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Digg Story: 6 reason why women love orgasms

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Touch typing. Blog 200901180753

Blog 200901180753

Touch typing. Blog 200901180753

Sunday 18^th January 2009, Brighton, England.

Touch typing

If you are a touch typist, you may have forgotten how liberating learning that was for you. If you have never considered learning to touch type you may wonder what the fuss is all about. You may say, I can type pretty fast one [or two or more] fingers. I have wanted to learn to touch typing since seeing my mother learning. However I have always put it off because of reason three above. Now I have actually made a start, I can highly recommend it.

I wanted to learn to touch type. But it is such a laborious process that I have put it off. Then I got the tip, off the internet, to use blue tac on the keys; this makes the impossible, possible. So this blog has been totally produced by touch typing.

The main thing it is giving me is immediate feedback. I don't look up to see that I have typed a whole row of capital letters which have to be retyped.

All this liberation, if rewarding, is very tiring so I'm going off for breakfast.

Have a good day … … ...

Eric

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Wet loft problems continue. Blog 200901162113

Blog 200901162113

Wet loft problems continue. ^ Blog 200901162113

Friday 16^th January 2009, Brighton, England.

Wet loft problems continue (see previous post)

Perhaps you have been wondering where I went. Well, I have been humping stuff out of the wet loft and putting it in storage. This has been a wet, cold and smelly task.

Landlords action? NIL. - well no surprise there then!

As a result of all this activity I have been knackered and so no log. But as I have now saved the most important items out of the loft I am gong to bed. Sorry there is no more at present, I will do a post tomorrow.

Good Night and Happy Tomorrow everybody.

Eric.

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http://ping.fm/p/kMCWt - This is just testing a posting site called ping.fm
try it!!
eric

ping test 3 http://ping.fm/lIi4f

Interesting Facts. Blog 200901131943

Blog 200901131943

Interesting facts. Blog 200901131943

Tuesday 13^th January 2009, Brighton, England.

Pawn shops thrive as credit tightens

There's been an increase in the number of people going to the pawnbrokers and Darrell Robson who owns a pawn shop in Stafford reckons it's because of the downturn in the economy.

http://www.bbc.co.uk/stoke/content/articles/2008/07/12/pawn_shop_credit_crunch_feature.shtml

There is an old saying, I have heard it like this:-

"Its an ill wind that blows nobody any good"

This represents the idea that somebody always prospers from every situation - even war. It turns out that the origins of this saying go back to 1546 and were coined by a man called John Heywood.

Dramatist and epigrammatist; born probably c. 1497; died about 1580. A member of the court of King Henry the Eighth. His wit and his musical gifts seem to have led to his promotion and general prosperity. He was receiving an annuity of ten marks as king's servant in 1521.

http://www.newadvent.org/cathen/07319a.htm

His actual words seem to have been:-

"Its an ill wind that bloweth no man to good." (1546)

in referring to sailing.

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Heywood

So that's not bad really, certainly the same sense and almost the same words after 453 years. Well done world people for transmitting those words through the oral tradition for 453 years.

By the way, do you prefer hyperlinks to be in full as above, or as links with in the text (like this) or as shortened URL's like this: http://bit.ly/F8jM

Please leave answer on comments.

Til next time,

Good Night and Happy Tomorrow everybody.

Eric.

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Neighbours. Blog 200901122121

Blog 200901122121

Neighbours. Blog 200901122121

Monday 12^th January 2009, Brighton, England.

Opposite where my office is, there are a row of maisonettes. The people there often don't draw their curtains or close there blinds – I guess people in offices don't have eyes! But where my desk lies I look out of the window directly into these. I have to say actually seeing someone else's life is more interesting than only hearing about on twitter. In a way its like celebrity squares but instead of seeing various people face on behind a desk, I see their whole room. It reminds me of this when I see a house after an explosion or hurricane with the walls of the rooms gone.

And it is amazing, I get to see a section of all their lives. For example, there is James and Julie (I've given them all imaginary names, I don't really know them at all). They are the most visible of my neighbours. Mostly because they leave their curtains open all the time – or perhaps they haven't got curtains. Anyway, James must be retired because he is in all times of the day. Julie comes and goes. I guess they are naturalists because most of the time they don't have clothes on. Anyway they must have been away over Christmas as there were no lights on. They came back after New Year with loads of bags and since then James has been on his computer nearly every day, all day. Yesterday I think he had a dispute with Julia because I could see them facing each other, waggling fingers and, although I can hear nothing, they looked like they were yelling at each other. I'd love to know what they're saying.

We went to Churchill Square Shopping Centre again, apparently we didn't get enough clothes last time. I had more coffee, at Coffee Republic this time. This just wastes time I could be on the internet. As a result this blog is late again.

Til next time,

Good Night and Happy Tomorrow everybody.

Eric.

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Neighbours. Blog 200901122121

Blog 200901122121

Neighbours. Blog 200901122121

Monday 12^th January 2009, Brighton, England.

Opposite where my office is, there are a row of maisonettes. The people there often don't draw their curtains or close there blinds – I guess people in offices don't have eyes! But where my desk lies I look out of the window directly into these. I have to say actually seeing someone else's life is more interesting than only hearing about on twitter. In a way its like celebrity squares but instead of seeing various people face on behind a desk, I see their whole room. It reminds me of this when I see a house after an explosion or hurricane with the walls of the rooms gone.

And it is amazing, I get to see a section of all their lives. For example, there is James and Julie (I've given them all imaginary names, I don't really know them at all). They are the most visible of my neighbours. Mostly because they leave their curtains open all the time – or perhaps they haven't got curtains. Anyway, James must be retired because he is in all times of the day. Julie comes and goes. I guess they are naturalists because most of the time they don't have clothes on. Anyway they must have been away over Christmas as there were no lights on. They came back after New Year with loads of bags and since then James has been on his computer nearly every day, all day. Yesterday I think he had a dispute with Julia because I could see them facing each other, waggling fingers and, although I can hear nothing, they looked like they were yelling at each other. I'd love to know what they're saying.

We went to Churchill Square Shopping Centre again, apparently we didn't get enough clothes last time. I had more coffee, at Coffee Republic this time. This just wastes time I could be on the internet. As a result this blog is late again.

Til next time,

Good Night and Happy Tomorrow everybody.

Eric.

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Dishwasher Blog Part 2. Blog 200901112130

Blog 200901112130

Dishwasher Blog Part 2. Blog 200901112130

Sunday 11^th January 2009, Brighton, England.

Last time I said <Rosie had a new kitchen put in by the housing association in the summer and because she knew we were getting rid of our dishwasher, got the fitters to leave her a space for it. When we get there I have to fit it, that'll be great fun!!>

Yes, when we got there there was a space, but no hole cut for the tubes and no water tap set up. Oh dear, Rosie should have checked when the plumber was there. She didn't. She was upset today when she found out and had a tantrum, shouting at the boys and generally performing.

Its good from my point of view as I didn't have to fit it.@£$!

On the way there and with a heavy dishwasher in the back, I decided to take it easy.

I decided to be an ideal citizen and obey all the road laws. No speeding, no hogging the fast lane, no sudden acceleration or braking. Quite an interesting experience – not many people doing the same. It was low stress and according to the car computer, more fuel efficient. Perhaps I'll do it more often!!

By the way, if you were wondering, - and even if you weren't - yesterday was so cold I didn't go out. I spent a lot of time trying to sort out the posterous forwards and tidy up various blogs. To my amazement I found a comment on one! Whoooh!

Good Night and Happy Tomorrow everybody.

Eric.

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D is Dishwasher. Blog 200901092015

Blog 200901092015

D is Dishwasher. Blog 200901092015

Friday 9^th January 2009, Brighton, England.

Busy. Busy. Busy.

Today we went to our storage to find our dishwasher to give to Daisy's daughter, Rosie. Fortunately there was a helpful giant of a guy who helped us to move some heavy boxes of books to get to it. So it is in the back of the car until Sunday when we go up to London to delivery it.

Rosie had a new kitchen put in by the housing association in the summer and because she knew we were getting rid of our dishwasher, got the fitters to leave her a space for it. When we get there I have to fit it, that'll be great fun!!

Before that, we went to yoga. We simply have to move more – too much couch potato behaviour recently. Its actually called fusion yoga, mixed with pilates. We do pilates on Tuesday as well. Usually we have a sauna afterwards – that's the bit I like most! Then a swim and go. Today, after that, we had a healthy salad lunch and I went to my physical therapist. He then spent twenty minutes putting my back back, after lifting the dishwasher.

Yesterday, Thursday, we went to the Churchill shopping centre for an overcoat for Daisy. This was after I went to the docs. We found an overcoat in the sales, not many left – so much for the recession! I spent a lot of time in Starbucks while Daisy was looking round until I was called for the joint final decision. Long enough to read the Grauniad, and polish off two hazelnut lattes. I hate clothes shopping but have to be the taxi and help with the short-list. We had a half healthy lunch of pizza and salad.

In the evening I started reading Moab is My Washpot by Stephen Fry. - Sorry Stephen, I didn't pay full price, I got it for £3 in HMV. It is very well written however, I'm enjoying reading it. So now I'll go and finish off a bit more... … …

Good Night and Happy Tomorrow everybody.

Eric.

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D is for Damp Loft. Blog 200901072255

Wednesday 7^th January 2009, Brighton, England.

This blog is turning out to be resistant to being written. I guess I might find out why, one day. I am trying to learn to touch type with blutac on the keys to teach the fingers which keys to hit. Its not easy but I feel that if there is to be any future in this blogging thing I wll have to learn. Perhaps I should leave the mistakes?

Lets notl gr=et to deep into that. This is the snow at greenport.

Yesterday we went to the gym I hate to think how long it has been.

Pilates is a realatively stress free exercice, but somhow managed to grt stressed.

Mind you perhaps I wasn't well. Any away I went to bed early [that is, in the afternoon]. Today I moved some boxes for Daisy then went to my physical therapist. I have back, shoulder, hip, knee and elbow problems. Really his job is cut out to do anything for me. But, ignoring the enormity of the task, he gainly battles on, against all odds. Today he was trying to resolve why I have gastric reflux at night. After much prodding, poking, massaging, needing, and pulling and pushing, he determined it was the bottom valve of the stomach which was at fault. At least due in part to my having had my spleen out. And also my gall bladder – so I have problems with fats. Any way to cut a long story short, I need to do a clense. 24 hrs of grapes, 24 hours of grapes and other soft fruit, thenSoups, and gradually onto solids again!!! … … … and no more pizzas like today.

I showed it to Daisy, she said there was no food in it, and to tell him next time I see him. [She sees him too, so it was a tease.] So then I watched TV and, as usual, left the blog until the last moment. So after this its off to bed. … … … having read this paragraph again – 2/10 for using so, so many times. … … … or should that be an attempt for the Guinness book of records?

No one seemed to moan about the double posting from posting in google as a cc. When I put it in as a bcc, no echo. There's a lot going on with the internet that I don't understand.

Had to move my journals out of the loft. Who's ever heard of a damp roof? And trust me to find one. This is a couple of boxes of handwritten journals – irreplaceable. I had to rescue them, while leaving expensive cases etc behind! They are now frying on the radiators.

This is almost easier than keeping journals – just need to learn to touchtype. Becase I sure as hell don't aant to keep looking down. But the cloud is less risk of beinglost as long as you back uup in different parts of the cloud. For instance, apart from anything, I cross post to other blogs so if a blog goes down I don't loose everything. When I say lost I also mean destroyed [by damp etc]. I want the Eric Brighton Blog to last forever, even if no-one reads it. At least it will prove the resilience of the internet --- it is really difficult to eradicate all traces of oneself on the internet. Let me know if you have any interesting results when you google your name.

Daisy and I are going to live in France soon, did I tell you? So all; this agro over damp lofts is not needed!! I've finished a bottle of wine so now I'm on the port. Had brandy earlier. Try to just have a shot of each, well 3 shots of wine! I'm going to have a final smoke in a miute. Of course my physical therapist wants me to give up both! - will one day. I once gave up drinking for 4 years so I believe I can do it, when the time is right.

I really am off now.

Good Night and Happy Day everybody.

Eric.

 

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