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A new custom LEGO minifigure from the Lego Custom Undead Fantasy Universe.
Dark Predictor – Evil Wizard of the Army of Darkness.
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My latest Lego Custom Minifigures:
– Dark Wizard (Army of Darkness)
– Ragmar, Elder Witch (Princess Helena Story)
– Two Headed Ogre (World of Warcraft)
– Baba Yaga, Witch (Russian Folk Tales)
I've already customized hundreds of LEGO minifigures from the Lego Dark Fantasy Direction.
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Part of the Philco television section of the 1960 DeWolf Philadelphia catalog showing the Predicta models.
Note: this photo was published in an Oct 26 2011 issue of Everyblock NYC zipcodes blog titled "10006." It was also published in a Dec 28, 2011 blog titled "Say Hello, Wave Goodbye: New Year Reflections and Projections."
Moving into 2012, the photo was published in a Jan 11,2012 blog titled "Bloomberg’s Penultimate State of the City: Hopes and Predictions."
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During the fall of 2011, various friends, business colleagues, and family members began asking me what I thought of the "Occupy Wall Street" (OWS) group of protesters who gathered in Zuccotti Park, and then marched in various parts of New York City to demonstrate their grievances. I responded that it was likely to be the same as their reaction, at least in the sense that my impressions were formed by whatever reports I saw in the newspapers or in television reports. Of course, you might have had a more personal, or "informed," opinion if you worked on Wall Street, or if you happened to be stuck on the Brooklyn Bridge when the protesters effectively shut things down for a few hours, or if you knew someone in the NYC Police Department that came into contact with the protesters.
But New York is a city of five different boroughs, sprawling out over several square miles -- and the OWS protesters were camped out in a tiny "private park" in lower Manhattan, roughly a block from the American Stock Exchange, and a couple blocks from the nearly-completed 9-11 Memorial site. You don't see or hear them on the Upper West Side, where I live; you don't see them in Queens, Staten Island, or the Bronx; and I think it's safe to say that the residents of Brooklyn only saw them if they were attempting to cross the Brooklyn Bridge at what turned out to be the wrong time on the wrong day.
But the protests have gone on, day after day, and week after week; and the media coverage has gradually increased. In mid-October of 2011, I was rather startled to read a news story indicating that OWS-related protests had taken place in 942 different cities and locations around the world. It may not have reached the level of the "Arab spring" uprisings that have brought down the governments of Tunisia, Egypt, and Libya (and probably a few more in the coming weeks and months), but it seems to be more potent and wide-spread than I had realized. So when the opportunity to visit Zuccotti Park arose, during my recent visit to see the 9-11 Memorial (which you can see in this Flickr set), I was happy to pursue it.
Before I offer my opinions about what I saw, I should mention that I come from the generation that marched for civil rights in the early- and mid-60s, and that marched against the Vietnam war in the late-60s and early-70s. I didn't get arrested during any of those marches, and I didn't burn any flags; but I have a distinct memory that almost all of those demonstrations and protests were large, and loud, and very passionate. Maybe it was just that I was relatively young at the time, and felt quite passionately about the issues of the day; but you can judge for yourself by looking at some of these old vintage-1969 photos from a Vietnam protest rally that took place in Bryant Park, behind the New York Public Library -- as shown in this Flickr set.
As for the OWS protesters in Zuccotti Park: well, the whole thing seemed fairly small and subdued. If it is indeed the genesis of subsequent marches and protests in 942 cities, that's pretty significant ... but Zuccotti Park is less than half a square block in size, and the overall mood seemed much more like a mellow, low-key version of Woodstock than a loud, angry, passionate protest against the evils of Wall Street, or the corruption and political paralysis in Washington. It was certainly less loud, noisy, and passionate than the protests and demonstrations I've been reading about, and have watched from a safe distance, in places like Rome and Athens in recent months.
The folks in Zuccotti Park also struck me as the most media-friendly people I've ever seen. Indeed, I've never seen so many cameras, photographers, and videographers concentrated in one place. It seemed like almost everyone there was either posing for a photo, or taking someone's photo, or being interviewed on-camera by someone. I didn't see anyone from the major news channels -- nobody from CBS, NBC, ABC, CNN, Fox, or even ESPN -- but I had a feeling that a lot of the photographers and videographers were freelance journalists collecting material they could feed to the cable-news channels, or other media-related clients.
I guess there's nothing wrong with that ... but I couldn't help getting the impression that the protests, and the people camped out in Zuccotti Park, were more interested in the publicity and attention than the basic issues they were espousing. That may not be a fair judgment to make, but it was hard to escape that impression.
As for the political issues themselves ... hmmm. Well, I understand and sympathize with the frustration that so many of the people who were directly responsible for the financial and economic catastrophies of the past few years have escaped any significant financial penalties or jail time. And I understand and completely sympathize with the frustration about the political dysfunction and paralysis that has gripped the country for the past several years. But I don't have a good understanding of what the OWS folks really want to do in order to confront the problems they've identified and complained about. I know that, to a large extent, that's a deliberate strategy on their part; but while I respect their right to operate in this fashion, it's hard for me to know what it is I'm supposed to "support" with this group...
Anyway, I spent an hour or two in Zuccotti Park just wandering around, trying to get a feeling for what kind of people were there, what they were saying, what they cared about, and what they didn't care about. I didn't try to put any smart-aleck, humorous captions on each photo, because my own interpretation of a "scene" might have been wildly different than what they themselves were thinking or feeling. So I just took the pictures; you can decide for yourself what they mean...
.. The future ♥
This beautiful ice crystal ball was bought for me from the Kings Road, Chelsea as a gift many years ago. If only we could clearly look into our future ... what would you want to see?
Guri i Kamjes - A beautiful scenic hike / walk after leaving Pogradec (Albania) in the morning. The sunwas a lot stronger than predicted and the trail offered little shade and I was glad that I had brought a lot of water.
Last night the weather forecasters were predicting that our area (the higher ground up where I reside, at least) was going to get 10 centimeters of snow. Yep, you heard me right ... snow! Now, I can't wait to get a nice fresh batch ... two feet or so ... of the white stuff so that I can really give those tracks I bought for the Argo late last winter a good workout. But heck, it's not even mid-October and the leaves have hardly begun to turn color ... so, it's just a tad early and a little hard to get your head around!
Still, I shouldn't have worried. Despite having a myriad of resources available to them, most weather forecasters today seem to excel ... really excel ... at only one thing: telling you what the weather is like right at the moment they are talking to you. So, we didn't get that ten centimeters of snow last night ... didn't even get a single flake as far as I can tell.
Still, on the drive home this afternoon, the flakes really did start to fly! Didn't last long, but a little did collect on the windshields of vehicle parked in driveways. In all my years ... well, not really that many :-) ... I've never seen it snowing down here this early. So, it seemed appropriate to put up an image which would perhaps send shivers down your spine.
Don't know what these guys are doing with that dipnet, but I think they just might be gatheing up some small pieces of that very pure iceberg ice to take home and put in their freezer so that they can take some of it out on cold winter nights and put it in their rum or whiskey. Tonight might be a good time to break it out.
By the way, that tall berg you see there in the background is the same one, albeit shot from a different angle, as the one in my Iceberg In Morning Light shot that I put up here on Flickr earlier : www.flickr.com/photos/33774669@N00/6032213553/in/photostream. So, now I think you can better see why we spent quite a bit of the afternoon in anticipation that it would fall.
Check this one out in the Original Version if you can or, at least, View On Black
As predicted, Redd the Fox is completed, and there is no sun.
Yesterday= bright and sunny
Today: murky murk.
I plan to finish off the deer, and then have a little monster high fashion shoot, and then list them.
A forming mist predicts a forthcoming rainfall on the Waterloo Moraine. 90% of the regions water supply comes from ground water that is taken from aquifers replenished by this moraine. Musselman Woods is private land that allows pulic access to the public for hiking in the summer and cross country skiing.
This photo is from my third test roll of Ferrania P30 Alpha, panchromatic, 80 ISO, black and white film. The negatives turned out a little thin again, so that the scanned images are dark and contrasty.
Check out an album containing more of my photos shot on Ferrania P30 Alpha.
Mamiya RB67
120 back with 3D printed 135 film adapters
127 mm Mamiya Sekor lens with UV filter
Exposure: f11-1/2, 1/4s
Dual triggered with cable release.
Manfrotto tripod with Manfrotto ball head
Ilford DD-X film developer mixed at 1+4 dilution at 75°F. Processed in a Patterson system tank for 10.5 minutes. Gentle agitation for 20 seconds during the first minute and four inversions during the first 10 seconds of each additional whole minute.
Ilford Ilfostop mixed at the standard dilution. Immersed for 30 seconds with gentle agitation.
Ilford Rapid Fixer mixed at standard dilution. Agitated for five minutes in the same manner as the developer.
Shot on Ferrania P30 Alpha 80 ISO panchromatic film.
Scanned using a Nikon Super CoolScan 9000 ED with the glass FH-869GR medium format film tray and the 72mm wide 135 film format mask.
...why would you trust one to predict the future?
Church Avenue, near McDonald Ave., Kensington, Brooklyn, New York.
almost any homemade prophet can predict the future for Australia as bright without a crystal ball.
in particular the future for Fortitude Valley (Queensland) - where this street art is located - is obviously very bright as the inner city suburb has been neglected by developers for decades.
Sugar seems to have developed a reputation as the big bad wolf in relation to health. We have reported on numerous studies associating sugar intake with increased aging, cardiovascular disease, obesity and even cancer. Such research has led to many health experts around the globe calling for...
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"My thin white border is not so much a frame as a defense against Flickr's all dark background"
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The CallShaper IVR setup on the predictive dialing platform is a breeze with drag and drop. Visualization of the paths calls make when a criterion is met, where it goes and how it is handled, takes what can be a complicated process and turns it into a remedial exercise.
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If only Mum could understand predictive text technology... life could move on at a much brisker pace.
On the 4th & 5th October 2016, leading international thinkers in the areas of Data, Predictive Models, Technology and Decision making gathered at the RDS, Dublin, for Predict 2016. The speakers, many of whom I managed to photograph, discussed the latest progress in Predictive Modelling and its future – from Data to Software and Hardware technology, plus Predictive Modelling methods and the best examples of Data-driven Decision-making.
The organisers kindly invited me to the Predict event at the RDS but as I arrived a bit early I took few backstage or behind the scenes shots. In case your are interested I used a Sony A7RM2 coupled with a Sony 29-135 full frame lens. The lens does attract a lot of attention which does allow me to to have interesting people … volunteers, students from Brazil, photographers etc. Of course my lens did not attract as mush attention as the two cars [especially the DeLorean DMC-12. DMC-12s were primarily intended for the American market. All production models were therefore left-hand drive. Evidence survives from as early as April 1981, however, which indicates that the DeLorean Motor Company was aware of the need to produce a right-hand drive version to supply to world markets such as the United Kingdom, Ireland, India, Thailand, Australia, New Zealand and Japan. My contacts in Belfast claim that 16 right-hand drive factory-authorised DeLoreans were produced.
Despite the forecast predicting the weather would be mostly sunny and mild all day, the chilly and cloudy weather over Nashville, TN, on the morning of December 12th, 2018, seemed almost fitting. With all of the sad news about untimely demises within the past couple of weeks, it can sometimes be rather somber during the holiday season. However, despite all of this, I happened to see NERR 5938 hard at work organizing the Nashville & Eastern Railroad's yard near downtown Nashville, proving that despite all of the negative news, life just soldiers on as usual. In a way though, the patched-paint scheme of the locomotive's former owner, does almost seem fitting, with how the paint job was nicknamed "Dark Future" after CSX started putting it on their locomotives in the early-2000s.
But even this scene won't be around for much longer. Back in early November, news broke that RJ Corman, with the FRA's approval, had just purchased the NERR and associated operations (including the Nashville & Western Railroad and Music City Star commuter trains), and would be taking over operations on this part of the former Tennessee Central Railway on January 1st, 2019. While the fact that the NERR (and NWR) will be joining the "'fallen flag' club" with countless other railroads may make the paint scheme's nickname rather fitting, it does have a hint of irony to it as RJ Corman likely wouldn't have bought the lines had they not seen a potential for profit with them. There's also the fact that RJ Corman has a dedicated marketing department, something which the NERR never had, which should make acquiring new customers along the line easier for the railroad.
So as we head on into 2019, while the future may seem dark right now, we've most likely got a brighter one ahead.
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Fortune Brainstorm HEALTH 2018
Tuesday, March 20th, 2018
Laguna Niguel, CA
4:05 PM
TAKE TWO TERABYTES AND CALL ME IN THE MORNING: DATA’S GROWING ROLE IN THE MEDICAL TOOL BOX
At the core of precision medicine is precision: the critical need to hit, square on, a moving target in a body chock full of moving targets. To keep the aim sound, we need more than a steady hand, we need data. Smart data, and lots of it. That imperative has driven much of the innovation—and investment—in the current digital health transformation. Entrepreneurs and corporate leaders are now championing the role of big data in everything from drug development to predictive analytics in cancer diagnosis to hospital systems management—and putting billions of dollars behind these efforts. Do the numbers add up, or is the promise of big data yet another false medical miracle?
Dr. Amy Abernethy, Chief Medical Officer, Chief Scientific Officer, and Senior Vice President, Oncology, Flatiron Health
Dr. Kyu Rhee, Vice President and Chief Health Officer, IBM Corporation
Dr. Mona Siddiqui, Chief Data Officer, U.S. Dept. of Health and Human Services
Photograph by Stuart Isett/Fortune
Bernard Marr is a bestselling author, keynote speaker, strategic performance consultant, and analytics, KPI & Big Data guru.
He helps companies to better manage, measure, report and analyse performance. His leading-edge work with major companies, organisations and governments across the globe makes him an acclaimed and award-winning keynote speaker, researcher, consultant and teacher. Bernard is acknowledged by the CEO Journal as one of today's leading business brains.
He has written a number of seminal books and over 200 high profile reports and articles on enterprise performance. This includes the best-sellers 'Key Performance Indicators', 'The Intelligent Company', 'More with Less', 'Managing and Delivering Performance' and 'Strategic Performance Management', a number of Gartner Reports and the world's largest research studies on the topic. His expert comments regularly feature in high-profile publications including The Times, The Financial Times, Financial Management, the CFO Magazine and the Wall Street Journal.
He has worked with and advised many of the world's best-known organisations including Accenture, Astra Zeneca, Bank of England, Barclays, BP, DHL, Fujitsu, Gartner, HSBC, Mars, Ministry of Defence, Microsoft, Oracle, The Home Office, NHS, Orange, Tetley, T-Mobile, Toyota, Royal Air Force, SAP and Shell, among many others.
He currently focuses on helping clients to:
- create strategic performance frameworks
- develop relevant and meaningful KPIs and metrics
- develop business analytics and 'big data' strategies
- develop management dashboards and reporting solutions
- train and coach teams to become 'high performance organisations'
- align people management practices with strategic performance objectives
- understand the emerging trends of big data analytics
His engagements range from executive awareness and training sessions to the design and implementation of corporate performance management and reporting approaches. Bernard can be contacted at bernard.marr@ap-institute.com
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A part of the summation chain of Tide Predicting Machine No. 2, a special purpose mechanical analog computer for predicting the height and time of high and low tides. By wrapping above and below a series of pulleys, the chain sums their deflections, which is a key component of computing tides.
The U.S. government used Tide Predicting Machine No. 2 from 1910 to 1965 to predict tides for ports around the world. The machine, also known as “Old Brass Brains,” uses an intricate arrangement of gears, pulleys, chains, slides, and other mechanical components to perform the computations.
A person using the machine would require 2-3 days to compute a year’s tides at one location. A person performing the same calculations by hand would require hundreds of days to perform the work. The machine is 10.8 feet (3.3 m) long, 6.2 feet (1.9 m) high, and 2.0 feet (0.61 m) wide and weighs approximately 2,500 pounds (1134 kg). The operator powers the machine with a hand crank.
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Eyes heavy and suffering an early morning beer we entered the planning phase. Ok maybe planning should be done prior to arrival at the airport and without beer but...excuse excuse excuse...
For now the sun was rising on a new day and who knew what the future held for us. It was an open book with unwritten potential. So despite our tiresome looks after the early alpine start, we were excited to be part of the coming adventure.
However, with all our best laid intentions and numerous projections on summits and weather and conditions, these trips never seem to go as planned. Maybe it is partly that which keeps me coming back; that we can't predict every step and yet we find excitement in the unknown and the journey of discovery.
Newly cleaned and redressed: "Horse Loving Skipper" (1983) is wearing an outfit that came with this lot. I assume it's complete and looks minty. "Baggie" aka "Pose N Play" Skipper (1975) is wearing the dress from #1962 "Quick Changes." She no longer has her hair ribbons, and her arms don't hold poses at the elbows. "New Living Skipper" (1970) also is missing her hair ribbons and doesn't hold poses at the elbows. She's wearing a vintage top (#1907 "School Days") and a jumper-dress that I assume is Best Buy that came in a lot of Barbie Best Buy stuff.
"Malibu" Skipper (1971) was minty and I'm so sorry I combed through her hair as it had never been combed before and now she has a few fly-aways. She still had on her original swim bottoms but no top. The dress is something I got from an earlier case lot. It's #7771 Best Buy (1974). "Great Shape" Skipper from 1984 was the worst of this lot. She had hair that was in the original set and uncombed, but she smelled of something that I assume was cigarette smoke, which explains her darkened face. I washed her hair and threw her dress away, replacing it with the original outfit dress for #9926 "Partytime Skipper" - Europe (1976-79). She's much improved, without her smelly dress and stinky hair, but it killed me to take down that original ponytail topknot and bands. Should have taken a before photo of the first skipper (1964). This redhead's hair looked really awful - super frizzy - when this lot arrived. I worked with it until it looks very nice. The bangs are still a little crispy, though.
Supposedly, you can predict the kind of winter you will have by looking at the persimmon seed. The story goes........if you split the seed open you will either see a fork, a knife or a spoon. If you see a knife, your winter will have a CUTTING wind. A fork indicates only a light dusting of snow. A spoon however, means you are in for heavy snow and SHOVELING. Interesting! My family checks the seeds every year!! This year it's a spoon.......see my mosaic below:)
Big storms were predicted, so I ventured up to 360 Chicago to catch them. Unfortunately they didn't quite materialize in the late afternoon, but the distant ones that did, sure put on a nice sky show over the city.
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The weather report predicted very low winds and partly cloudy skies. My hopes went up for color and mist, and Mother Nature obliged.
I was almost too late for this - thus my old stand by composition of the trees and pond.
People have been noting that I really like the early morning - despite all my sunrise shots, I do love to sleep in! However, early mornings are great because there aren't crowds. Well, with the exception of some very famous photography trophy shots (think - Mesa Arch in Canyonlands or the Maroon Bells when the aspens in in color). Since this is on the way to work, and I have to get up early anyway...it isn't too much of a stretch to greet the sunrise, especially in autumn.
ps - looks really nice on black
One can consider the presentation of this spectacular hardtop coupe as an ultimate afford to gain attention of the audience to persuade them for buying a Packard. The financial position of Packard was terrible in 1956. But it wasn't much of a help.
Richard 'Dick' Teague (Los Angeles, 1923-1991) designed the Predictor. It was built at Carrozzeria Ghia, Torino in Italy on a Clipper platform. In ninety days the Italians managed to get this project ready, just in time for the Chicago Car Show.
The Predictor had all kinds of new automotive features, like tilting headlights, roof doors rolled back when opening the door, lowering back window, swiveling seats, dashboard design which followed the hood profile, a power operated trunk lid, and a wraparound windshield that curved into the roof.
Many car brands copied several novelties: the grille at the 1958 Edsel, the roof line at the 1958 Lincoln Premier, the rear bumper at the 1958 Oldsmobile, opera windows or portholes in the rear pillar at the 1957 Thunderbird, and the headlights at the 1962 Corvette.
Only one Predictor was made. It still exists and is on display at the Studebaker National Museum, South Bend, Indiana (see photo).
6128 cc V8 engine.
Production Packard Predictor: 1956.
Image source:
Video still from a movie of a visit to the Studebaker National Museum, South Bend, Indiana, by OldModelTGuy.
Seen on YouTube.
Halfweg, July 16, 2024.
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Not famous throughout the world like the Eiffel Tower, not so well known throughout England as Blackpool Tower, but the Clock Tower in Skegness is well known throughout the county. Built in 1898-99 it is one the most distinctive landmarks in Skegness. Located at the end of Lumley Road, between the Grand Parade, Tower Esplanade and South Parade it was part of Earl of Scarborough's plans to make this seaside town more and more popular.
In the 1850’s Skegness was a village with less than 400 inhabitants, a few earning a living as fishermen and the rest employed on local farms. The arrival of the railway in 1873 saw visitors beginning to arrive to indulge in the fashionable practice of sea-bathing during the summer months. They were generally day trippers as all there was for them were four hotels, two or three refreshment rooms, the sea and sands and several bathing machines. Most of the land belonged to the Earl of Scarborough (who lived in Yorkshire) but, believing that the seaside would become more and more popular, he engaged an architect to plan a model watering place as the Victorians called them, on the site of the existing village. Work began in the late 1870’s building wide, tree lined streets promenades and gardens, a park and a pier, as well as a new main shopping street, By the start of the 20th century the Skegness population had risen to well over two thousand. Throughout the Edwardian years Skegness continued to grow, attracting more visitors each year, as the earl had predicted. Soon after WWI ended the Earl of Scarborough sold the whole of the seashore to the Skegness District Council & in the twenty years that followed the District Council laid out the basic amenities we know today from what had virtually been the sands and the dunes. They included rose gardens and walks, a boating lake and bathing pool, waterway, amusement park, bowling greens, tennis courts and other attractions.
...Canoe Boy will be posting some Greenies and Tri-Colored Heron shots from Horsepen Bayou in the future.
...Canoe Boy will be posting some Greenies and Tri-Colored Heron shots from Horsepen Bayou in the future.
When the weather forecast predicted unusually dry and windy conditions toward the end of October, Pacific Gas & Electricity decided to reduce the fire risk by turning off power in large parts of northern California. For a few nights normally brightly lit cities turned dark. Even in San Rafael thousands of stars became visible. Looking north one could see the faint parts of the Milky Way between Cygnus and Cassiopeia.
Bernard Marr is a bestselling author, keynote speaker, strategic performance consultant, and analytics, KPI & Big Data guru.
He helps companies to better manage, measure, report and analyse performance. His leading-edge work with major companies, organisations and governments across the globe makes him an acclaimed and award-winning keynote speaker, researcher, consultant and teacher. Bernard is acknowledged by the CEO Journal as one of today's leading business brains.
He has written a number of seminal books and over 200 high profile reports and articles on enterprise performance. This includes the best-sellers 'Key Performance Indicators', 'The Intelligent Company', 'More with Less', 'Managing and Delivering Performance' and 'Strategic Performance Management', a number of Gartner Reports and the world's largest research studies on the topic. His expert comments regularly feature in high-profile publications including The Times, The Financial Times, Financial Management, the CFO Magazine and the Wall Street Journal.
He has worked with and advised many of the world's best-known organisations including Accenture, Astra Zeneca, Bank of England, Barclays, BP, DHL, Fujitsu, Gartner, HSBC, Mars, Ministry of Defence, Microsoft, Oracle, The Home Office, NHS, Orange, Tetley, T-Mobile, Toyota, Royal Air Force, SAP and Shell, among many others.
He currently focuses on helping clients to:
- create strategic performance frameworks
- develop relevant and meaningful KPIs and metrics
- develop business analytics and 'big data' strategies
- develop management dashboards and reporting solutions
- train and coach teams to become 'high performance organisations'
- align people management practices with strategic performance objectives
- understand the emerging trends of big data analytics
His engagements range from executive awareness and training sessions to the design and implementation of corporate performance management and reporting approaches. Bernard can be contacted at bernard.marr@ap-institute.com
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Photo taken near Temple Street, Yau Ma Tei, Hong Kong. There are few methods of Fortune telling : Bird Method, Use of Chinese Fortune Sticks, Palm Reading, Tarot Card Reading and Face Reading.
Hello,
It is four in the afternoon of Wednesday the 23rd of January 2013, an overcast day punctuated by intermittent showers. Thunder storms are predicted for tomorrow. Looks like I will be sticking close to home.
I suspect I may have found the cause of the super sluggish sending and receiving of these reports I have been encountering. It was not all that old mail I waded my way through while deleting. There was no discernible difference between the before and after of that little project. I think it is the result of an inner email program conflict as a result of composing these daily reports right there on a regular email form.
Silly me, why did I not consider that. What was wrong with the old cut and paste procedure anyway. When I took note of the struggle taking place today I finally realized. Things had gotten pretty crazy. I was getting pop up noticed from my own computer saying things about actions I had taken while offline and saving drafts to a rescued file. Sure enough there were numerous partial drafts of the last couple of reports written. That was kind of odd as I had not even tried to send the one that went out today and the other was long gone. I thought it would be smart to start with a short one to myself. It said nothing more that ‘a test’. As I watched the utter confusion and read those pop up warnings it finally clicked.
As a point of fact and just so you know. Lately, once I finally got that first big daily report out of the machine I was able to send and receive normally. Why I thought it was the size of the given email is beyond me but that was the best I could come up with.
Now of course I think it was a result of working offline in my mail program. So, I am writing this in a new file I have opened in my word processor program. I will cut and past to an email when the time comes and see how it goes. If successful that will be swell. I can copy them from that file to the Hello file and then start a new one. Easy peasey, perhaps.
I am getting a little edgy. I am down to two tylenol and you know I did not go to Chedraui, nor will I until the weather clears. I will hold off on a San Francisco or Soriana run. They are close enough even if I have to go in a driving rain. I am going to see if I can manage without.
You are probably wondering if I bought that new iPod Touch. Yes I did. I got a red one like my little iPod shuffle. I ordered it to be engraved identical to my little shuffle too. PATTI. Nothing more. I feel I have done a little something for the world today. You may or may not be aware of the fact that a part of your Apple purchase when you choose the color red goes toward fighting aides in Africa. Yes indeed, I made a humanitarian gesture. I was on the brink of ordering the blue. I would have if the red had been unavailable as it sometimes is.
I picked up an email from Randy and Cheryl while I was down at the coffee place. Cheryl suggests I might like Isla de Mujeres as a possible next place to live. That thought had occurred to me too. It is much smaller that this island and still just a ferry ride to Cancun on the mainland. The research has begun.
Be advised. I did send off scads of pictures so my emissary will be posting those for me.
I did splurge at the bakery ladies little window. I brought a double brownie that is just short of heavenly. I have consumed one little strip so far. I will make it last. Some today, some tomorrow, and so on. A little at a time should not throw me into a sugar frenzy. Lets hope not anyway. In general the sweet things down here tend to contain a great deal less sugar than the ones up and over there.
Spaghetti is on the menu for the evening meal. I am reading a book set in County Kerry, Ireland. I believe I am in for yet another fun and action packed night at home. My favorite way to pass the time. No complaints here. I am just a little concerned about this neck problem. I wish I had a heating pad and some of that spray on pain aid stuff my mother gave me. Never mind, I am bucking up as I write this. I will be just fine.
It is only five but I think I am going to start the pasta water. Do not worry I have the colander with handle all laid out. I am going to give it a try right inside the other. It might work and it might not. On that note, I will be in the west of Ireland if anyone needs me.
I will leave you with this Irish proverb. If you hit my dog, you hit myself.
Good Thursday morning this 24th day of January in the year 2013 at nine o’clock in the morning. There was a patch of blue when I lifted the curtain to look out the window, craned my neck and caught a glimpse of that square of sky way up there above the planter between this apartment and the one next door. That is more blue sky than I saw all day yesterday. Looks like we will have to wait and see about those thunder storms.
My spaghetti turned out great. It was simple as could be. I kept it down to a bare minimum of ingredients. I cooked the pasta until almost done and then set the pan aside. I heated a bit of olive oil in the big sauté pan and then tossed in the thinly sliced mushrooms. I gave those a quick blast and then squirted in part of the container of the spaghetti sauce. While heating that through I drained the pasta and I am pleased to report my double colander idea worked like a charm. I dumped the drained pasta in the pan on top of the sauce, topped it with a little olive oil coating the spaghetti as best I could, then mixed it all together. It was just like the package promised. A quick wholesome meal that was not only different (by Mexican standards), delicious, and nutritious but loaded with antioxidants and so forth. Brought to me by those fine folks at Hunt’s and their more than 100 years of experience in the development and manufacture of tomato products. How could I have gone wrong? I shook some parmesan cheese on top and it was a toothsome treat.
I managed to save some spaghetti for my lunch today. I put some of those nice Peruvian beans to soak so they will be the backbone of the evening meal. Perhaps another minestrone sort of soup. I have a piece of cabbage, onion, garlic, a tomato, and some macaroni. Top that with some more of the parmesan and I will be in business. If the weather holds and I happen to make it to Chedraui I could get some of that fabulous veg bread to eat with it. Oh yes! If not I have a couple of different kinds of local crackers should the mood strike. Oh wow! I can almost taste a little sandwich with the veg bread and sharp cheddar cheese. Let me stick my head out and check that sky again. Um hum, still some blue out there. I would be blowing the budget with tylenol and cheese both but what the heck I only spent 45 pesos/$3.56 yesterday and cheese is an excellent source of protein along with its other attributes. Now watch, I will hike over there and they will have sold out of all the sharp cheddar. No, I refuse to even joke about such a serious matter. Think positive, that is my motto.
Last night I finished my visit to the west of Ireland not turning out the light until I had read the last page. Then I switched over to and reclined in my sleeping hammock and waited for sleep to overtake me. It took its own sweet time. I began to wonder if it was another waning gibbous moon. Minus a handy dandy gadget I was unable to quickly ascertain the exact stage in order to further my research.
It is half past ten now or half ten as they would say in Ireland. I have been poking around and am just now heating the water for my second cup. I will get the shower water going next. Then we will see what the day holds in store for me.
Vale is running almost as late as my exercise buddies. I lost track of what day she was due here at ten o’clock in the morning but it must be coming up on a week ago. Let me take a peak just for fun. Very interesting. The boys are two weeks late today and Vale is one week late. And that is just the way it is here in the land of mañana but maybe I should stop scheduling meetings for Thursdays. Those do not seem to be working out so well. I guess I will eventually go check on Vale if she does not come looking for me first.
Boy was I spaced or what. I have been standing right here at the counter typing away while my coffee water boiled. I could smell it and thought, oh good the shower water will be ready soon. Shortly before eleven I reached for my cup and was surprised to find it empty. I looked up at the stove and only then did it dawn on me that it was not the shower water heating up over there. Looks like I will be a little later in leaving the house than I had anticipated.
There is no way in the world I am putting on a backpack until I have dosed up good with some tylenol. That means if I hit some wifi today it will not be until later. First things first. Then too I have yet to determine if this ten dollar backpack is waterproof or not. For safeties sake I have been enclosing this marvelous but rapidly becoming antiquated machine in one of my kayak dry bags. I have a plastic bag in there too just in case. If I do make an afternoon run today and one of those predicted thunderstorms materializes I will ideally, be just fine. I am not interested in conducting any tests with my live laptop though. Some kind of test dummy would preferable. I will hold off on that until my neck and shoulders are back to normal. Best to leave this baby right here in the house than run the risk of ruin.
Well I guess the water is ready and if I do not make a move I will still be standing right here.
It is shortly past noon now. I am having a plan B lunch. It seemed like a good idea to pressure cook the beans while my hair dries. Then it seemed like an impossibility to heat the spaghetti at the same time. Rather than delay my departure any further I flipped from Italian to Spanish lunch. I made a plate of crackers and cream cheese with little bite sized pieces of Spanish chorizo with pickled cucumbers and onions on the side. Um um, good!
I was thinking that if I ever find any chili powder I can make those chili beans I have been craving. You are probably thinking, what is she talking about find some chili powder I thought she was in Mexico. Well yes, and no. Yes I am , and no it is not that part of Mexico. They do sell pinto beans here but the bean of choice is the black. The usual dried legume selection consists of black, pinto, peruvian, an occasional small white one bean, garbanzo, tiny brown lentils, and the rare split green pea. That about covers it. If I ever see any red beans I will snap them right up. In the grain department we have slight variety of choice in white only rice and the occasional cracked wheat. They just got the latter in at Soriana and I may make tabouli one day if the supply lasts that long. We can thank the early Lebanese immigrants for the lentil, garbanzo, and cracked wheat. This area was not much of a melting pot so the influences were limited.
Speaking of which, did I ever tell you why the imported straight from Holland edam cheese is so redly available here? I would really prefer some reference material but short of that I will tell you what I remember. It goes something like this. Way back in the 1800’s or so a ship ran aground on one of the reefs off the coast. Or maybe there was a storm, they lost steerage and ran up on a beach. Maybe it was pirates that got um, these waters were thick with them for awhile there. I could continue to speculate but I will not. The end result was, a ship full of edam cheese bound for elsewhere ended up here instead. The people liked it very much. They developed a taste for it which created a demand. It has been considered a delicacy ever since. If someone really likes you they may give you one for Christmas, not an uncommon gift. Should you find yourself in this part of the world and if you are lucky, you may encounter a stuffed cheese on a menu or more likely as a daily special. If you do please order it immediately. You will not be sorry. They take one of those $30 US and I do not exaggerate, grapefruit sized balls of cheese and turn it into a culinary masterpiece.
Why don’t I give you the recipe I used when I made it in my little garden apartment in Alameda. That will save me further description and allow you to reproduce it in the privacy of your own home and at your leisure, should you feel so inclined. I will remind you that the olives are green. The sweet chili is the small wrinkly bell so use one of those instead. The closest you will come with the xcatic chili will be a hungarian wax. Try cheesecloth for steaming the filled cheese. Armed with that knowledge you should be good to go.
Recipe for Queso Relleno
1 Edam cheese with middle scooped out
Oil
¾ k. ground pork
For the stuffing:
1 chopped onion
1 crushed garlic clove
4 tbs. lard
1 chopped sweet chile
½ tsp. ground cinnamon
Salt and pepper
¼ cup vinegar
50 grs olives
50 grs raisins
3 tbs. capers
400 grs tomatoes
3 chopped hard boiled eggs
Fry the onion in the lard, add the garlic, sweet chile, the meat, and then everything else.
Fill the cheese with this mixture and cover with a cloth, then steam it to soften the cheese.
K’óol (white sauce)
1 lt. chicken broth
1 bunch epazote
50 g olives
20 g capers
3 tbs. flour
Salt
Oil
Add the epazote, olives, and capers to the broth. On the side, dilute the flour in a little water, and add to the broth little by little, stirring constantly. Add the salt and a little oil. Keep on low heat.
Tomato sauce:
½ kg tomatoes
½ onion
1 chile xcatik
Oil
Epazote
2 tsp. consomme
Salt
Blend the tomatoes with a little water, the onion and the chile. Fry this mixture with the epazote. Season with the consomme and the salt. Simmer uncovered at low heat, stirring until thick, approx. 30 min.
Serve the stuffed cheese with the 2 sauces on top.
So, there you are let me know how it turns out. I myself am turning off the burner under the beans and hitting the trail.
I rolled back in about four o’clock bearing treasures. I decided to stop at Mega first to see what they had in the way of Tylenol. Oh my goodness, they had not only twenty caplet bottles but also fifty and one hundred. Wowzer! The one hundred cost 212 and the fifty 82. Guess which one I got. You know it, they could not fool me with that one. Nor did I have that kind of peso power behind me. They also had a little packet of ground chili. No details. For 4.48 pesos I could not go wrong, so I bought that too.
When I got over to Chedraui I happened to pass by a sale table on the fringes of the produce area. They had stacks of different sizes of those clear plastic hinged sort of boxes like you are likely to see in a produce department in the land of my birth but less seldom here. Everything was 5 pesos. The one that caught my eye was filled with those fabulous Spanish chilies that my brother Spike/Philip and I so enjoy when dining al fresco at the Market Bar in The City. I snatched them right up. The first half package are about ready to come out of the pan. I just tasted one and they ‘are them’ and I have a couple dozen. My brother knows I will be through them in nothing flat. Oh happy day!
Double wow! I just cut up some sharp cheddar and tossed it right in the bowl with the chilies. They taste great together. You can not begin to imagine what a popping burst of flavor sharp cheddar can impart when you have not experienced it for months. I am also embarrassed to say I am down to the last three of the first dozen chilies. I love these things.
I scored big time but they did not have the bread. I asked and they said, oh the rustic bread, no sorry. So I got a bread twist with cheese and sesame seeds and a biscuit with cheese. The biscuit is not even a distant cousin of that basic staple of the deep south and so good when topped with gravy. I will take a picture.
I am going to put the soup together then make a quick Soriana run. I need limes and mineral water and those are key items in this household. First I am pleased to report that the first dozen chilies sated me and I will be able to save the rest for casual snacking.
Soup is in the pan and I am tired. To heck with the Soriana run. I have enough of those basic stables to hold me until tomorrow. I am going to recline in one of my hammocks.
Good midmorning this Friday the 25th of January 2013 at ten o’clock. I slept well and awoke to one of those stand at the gate and shout visitors. Not my visitor mind you. It served as an excellent wake up call. I had actually been up closer to four than five. I thought it was morning, yes it is that light in this area of the fish bowl. Luckily I looked at the clock before I brushed my teeth. It was blissfully silent so I turned off the white noise machine and went back to sleep. I may have slept through the call from the gate had I not done so. Hard to say.
I will tell you that I have been remiss in my monitoring of the moped variety parked outside this front door. I realized as much when I got home yesterday and noticed the current model was half and half, silver in the back and red in the front. So, to date we have silver, red, and silver/red. Now if I narrow it down to distinguishing characteristics we may be able to determine if these are in fact the same silver, red, and silver/red, or a variety there of. All in a days work. This detecting can be an interesting business.
It was a very good thing that I decided to pass on the trip to Soriana. That delayed but massive cloudburst passed over about the time I would have been there browsing the isles. It hovered overhead for quite some time too. When I can hear a hard rain on the roof way down here on the lower level you can bet it is really coming down. A nice time to be tucked in, warm and dry.
I enjoyed my soup last night. Good thing too because I have three small containers of it in the fridge. I also have a dozen chilies ready to eat when the urge comes upon me. This morning I was wondering why I did not save one for propagation purposes. Silly me. If I find myself back over at Chedraui before they sell the last few containers I will rectify the situation. They may or may not carry them regularly. The full price would have been close to 60 pesos and that puts it into the luxury category under my current economic circumstances.
A plant or few of them in my garden would be heavenly. I am likely to have one of those again one of these day, gardens I mean. You probably noticed I have never mentioned actually planting anything in this little interior plot right outside my door. Well, it is not really very nice soil. It is a bit of a catchall for rubbish. The minute I got a nice plant in there the kids or their ball would land on it. I will be away for too long when I go to California. At least those are some of the excuses I have given myself. Are they good valid concerns or should I just do it. Hard to say. Once the disillusionment set in the idea just sort of fell by the wayside.
There is still a glimmer, a spark of desire to spend more time living on this island. I could move away from this neighborhood and down toward the waterfront. I have begun to consider this area the belly of the beast and if that is the case the little park would be the belly button.
It is an entirely different atmosphere as you near the water. I can leave this apartment and walk straight down 4th. I start out in this working class neighborhood and end up in a quaint, old but hip seaside village. It is, on this particular street, a mere six short blocks before you arrive at the blue waters of the Caribbean. Half way there you crest a very slight rise and in front of you at the end of the street is the ocean. The sidewalks become brick and the buildings ooze character. Interesting little restaurants worthy of any international resort destination are sprinkled around the area.
It is only a few blocks but a world away from here. I like it down there and beach or no it would be a good place to spend some time. It feels vibrant down there even when there are not many people about. It is kind of a nook between the cruise ship hordes and the northern hotel zone.
I went into a shopping center on a corner. It was a big two story affair with a very high end look to it. Once through the door I transformed myself into a just browsing tourist. The entire building housed jewelry and fine watch stores. On the second level one can watch the jewelers at work or dine at the restaurant. It is a Jewish restaurant with a little packaged foods area beside the reception desk. If you are in need of matzo crackers that would be the place to go. I looked at the menu and the majority of the dishes were the same as you would find on any other menu around here. I can only assume they are kosher. Why would I think that? Because you see not only is the complex full of jewelry stores but diamonds, diamonds, and more diamonds. I now understand the group or two of Hasidic Jews I have seen here on the island.
All those high dollar jewelry stores strung along Melgar (the avenue running along the water) would account for the heavy police patrols even without all the tourists to protect. All the better jewelry stores have their own security guards posted at the front door. Many fully suited up in bulletproof vest, weapon in hand.
There was a fairly recent article in the newspaper suggesting all the businesses employ their own security guards as the police were being spread a bit thin with the rise in crime. I mentioned the other day about the police patrolling fairly regularly in this neighborhood. Well, let me tell you it does not compare to that waterfront area we are talking about. They are not only more prominent there as they patrol the streets in their pickup trucks, but there is one standing in the back rifle at the ready. When I took my long exploratory walk to the north the other day I witnessed a good example of their effectiveness and interest in maintaining a nice environment for those peso spending visitors on which the island depends. A very drunk fellow was sitting on the bench that is part of the seawall. He slurred a hello as I passed on my way north. On my return he was sound asleep/passed out in the same spot. Within moments a municipal police truck pulled over and when I last looked were picking him up and moving him out. That sort of thing does not happen in my neighborhood. I am pretty sure he could have laid here all day and into the night. Although I often wonder how the federal police got there so quick when I had my mishap. Ah, the mysteries of life.
Hum, I wonder what the sky looks like up there today. I got real lucky yesterday. I was caught in a light tropical shower as I was leaving Chedraui. It continued pelting me with great big wide spaced drops until I made my turn at the main plaza.
What I can see looks kind of solid grey. I would like to go over to the coffee place and send this so that will be my first goal of the day. Subject to change naturally. I also think it might be about time I look Vale up. Even if, hey what am I saying, lets give the benefit of the doubt. Since she is taking morning and evening classes and then earning some money in the late afternoon helping out a relative of the BF I will need to time my visit. Come to think of it I could just wait until tomorrow when there is no school. All righty then I postponed that quite nicely.
BTW that biscuit was pretty interesting. I detected no cheese in it (or the twist) so I would wager it was a matter of mislabeling. The dough had a distinct flavor of uncooked biscuit dough. Not half bad and you know, I think some gravy might go nicely with them. Something to keep in mind next time I have a package of bacon in the fridge. These biscuits are readily available so it would not be like trying to pair my sharp cheddar and the rustic veg bread.
I am heating the last of the spaghetti while I wait for my hair to dry. There is not much but I can always move on to soup to fill any remaining gaps. I guess I should make some more spaghetti while that open container of sauce if fresh. I am almost out of parmesan but I can always splurge for some more. It lasts a long time and perks up many a dish.
While thinking of food I realize I forgot to tell you about the dried beans I saw at Mega yesterday. They were so pretty. At first I thought they were those red beans I have been wanting. When I got close I saw they were speckled and quite purple. They are called flor de mayo, same as the plumeria. I was not about to lug them home but I am going to look for them in Soriana or San Francisco.
I have moved on to the soup. I just opened that little packet of ground chili and sprinkled some on top. If it is not cayenne I do not know what it is. That is fine by me as I had been wishing for some. I also got a soup shot as I realized I had neglected to photograph it last night. Ah yes, as I make my way into the bowl I can say this is some spicy chili. If you foolishly put a good spoon full of this stuff in your batch of beans you would be in for a real surprise. I will remember to sprinkle it more sparingly in future.
Speaking of moving, my mystery moped neighbors may be doing just that. The silver and red is backed up to my door and they are moving out the furniture. So much for that entertaining research project/handy alarm clock.
I am on to the cheddar cheese and chili dessert plate now. It is every bit as good as yesterday. I threw in a sliced Chiapas banana for contrast and potassium. You are what you eat!
Maybe I will experiment with some of the other chilies available at the markets. I really should be familiar with all the subtleties of flavor. I could roast up a couple of each in the manner I prepared these. What a great way to figure out what dishes they might be best suited to. Back in Cabo I pan roasted serranos and those long skinny dried red ones for snacking on. One of the chilies here is a green version of the latter. I think they may hail from the Vera Cruz area. I have eaten plenty of jalapeños done that way, they are always good.
As I was dressing this morning in the same travel shorts I have been wearing most days, I decided to really take advantage of them. I am stuck on these because of their pockets. There is no good reason I can think of not to use one of those pockets for my camera. It is about time I carefully record some more exterior images for yours and my viewing pleasure. I could actually show you what that lower neighborhood looks like. I use the word lower loosely as this island is almost as flat as a pancake, more in a directional sense, and there is that slight little rise. You could of course hop on Google Maps, enter my address, switch to street view, and virtually cruise right on down the street all the way to the water. Should you do so I suggest you then make a right turn in the direction of the Looks Like Bermuda/although I have never actually been there, part of the island.
A small bowl of spaghetti, a small bowl of soup, eight chilies, two slices of cheddar cheese, and one small Chiapas banana under the belt and time to get going. It is a quarter to two, a fine hour for the coffee place. Hard to say but I think there is a sunny glow to the light filtering down to the center walk way. Until next time then.
Love
YS, YD, YM, YA
This photo shows the largest of the three sections of Tide Predicting Machine No. 2, a special purpose mechanical analog computer for predicting the height and time of high and low tides. The gears on the left transmit power from the hand crank. The components on the right contribute to the computation of the time of high and low tides.
The U.S. government used Tide Predicting Machine No. 2 from 1910 to 1965 to produce its tide predictions. The machine, also known as “Old Brass Brains,” uses an intricate arrangement of gears, pulleys, chains, slides, and other mechanical components to perform the computations.
A person using the machine would require 2-3 days to compute a year’s tides at one location. A person performing the same calculations by hand would require hundreds of days to perform the work. The machine is 10.8 feet (3.3 m) long, 6.2 feet (1.9 m) high, and 2.0 feet (0.61 m) wide and weighs approximately 2,500 pounds (1134 kg). The operator powers the machine with a hand crank.
The National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA) occasionally displays the machine at its facility in Silver Spring, Maryland.
It was only supposed to go to 84'F today, but looks like Mother Nature had other ideas. I have to say I don't mind the heat as long as I don't go right into the sun. This temperature is what my little weather transmitter is sending into the house, and it's behind a tree in the shade!
Visit to the Studebaker National Museum on April 25, 2012. This is a fantastic museum with a wonderful collection of classics.
Packard's last concept car was quite a flamboyant one. Designed by Richard Teague and built by Ghia
of Italy. 1956 Packard Predictor
On the 4th & 5th October 2016, leading international thinkers in the areas of Data, Predictive Models, Technology and Decision making gathered at the RDS, Dublin, for Predict 2016. The speakers, many of whom I managed to photograph, discussed the latest progress in Predictive Modelling and its future – from Data to Software and Hardware technology, plus Predictive Modelling methods and the best examples of Data-driven Decision-making.
The organisers kindly invited me to the Predict event at the RDS but as I arrived a bit early I took few backstage or behind the scenes shots. In case your are interested I used a Sony A7RM2 coupled with a Sony 29-135 full frame lens. The lens does attract a lot of attention which does allow me to to have interesting people … volunteers, students from Brazil, photographers etc. Of course my lens did not attract as mush attention as the two cars [especially the DeLorean DMC-12. DMC-12s were primarily intended for the American market. All production models were therefore left-hand drive. Evidence survives from as early as April 1981, however, which indicates that the DeLorean Motor Company was aware of the need to produce a right-hand drive version to supply to world markets such as the United Kingdom, Ireland, India, Thailand, Australia, New Zealand and Japan. My contacts in Belfast claim that 16 right-hand drive factory-authorised DeLoreans were produced.
Weather reports predict the so called "Beast From The East" is due to revisit the UK over the next few days, today the 16th of March 2018 I visited Collieston Bay, its the first time I have witnessed the impact unusual weather has had on the area, it really was exhilarating and offered great photo opportunities.
Collieston is a small former fishing village on the North Sea coast in Aberdeenshire, Scotland. The village lies just north of the Sands of Forvie Special Protection Area, between Cruden Bay and Newburgh.
The earliest recorded history of Collieston is of the arrival of St Ternan, a Columban monk on a mission to convert the local picts to Christianity. There is, however, evidence that people lived here during much earlier times.
Collieston was established as a fishing village by the 16th century, and it provides the first safe harbour in over fifteen miles of beachesand dunes stretching north from Aberdeen.
Fishing for herring, haddock, whiting and codflourished in the 17th century and 18th century and was the foundation of Collieston's economy. The village became known for 'Collieston Speldings', salted and sun-dried haddock and whiting, a popular delicacy throughout Britain. As drift netting developed during the mid 19th century, the fishing began to decline and the focus of the industry shifted to places like Peterhead because the harbour at Collieston was too small to safely accommodate the larger boats needed.
The numerous sea caves in the nearby cliffs, and small coves with shingle beaches provided ideal terrain for smugglers. In the late 18th century it was estimated by the Excise that up to 8000 gallons of foreign spirits were being illegally landed in the area every month. In 1798, the notorious village smuggler, Phillip Kennedy, was killed by a blow from an exciseman's cutlass. His grave and tombstone still stands in the village graveyard.
A ship from the Spanish Armada, the Santa Caterina, carrying arms for the Earl of Erroll is said to have sunk just off the rocky point of St Catherine's Dub in 1594. In retaliation for the Earl's involvement in the Catholic plot against him, James VI blew up the Earl's castle which stood on the cliffs, a mile north of Collieston. The Earl went on to rebuild Slains Castle, six miles further up the coast, in 1597.
Collieston is now mainly a commuter village serving Aberdeen, and is largely given over to tourists during the summer months.
Tulsa has had a long streak of very hot weather this summer. The forecast calls for 100 degree weather the next ten days in a row (maybe longer but my app only predicts 10 days at time). I decided to get some photos anyway and used the shade an awful lot for my own (best possible) comfort as well as the softer lighting.