What Science is really all about.

•October 20, 2008 • Leave a Comment


After almost a year working in a lab someone finally sent me the meaning of Science and Research

“Now what is the message there?

The message is that there are known “knowns.” There are things we know that we know.

There are known unknowns. That is to say there are things that we now know we don’t know.

But there are also unknown unknowns. There are things we don’t know we don’t know. So when we do the best we can and we pull all this information together, and we then say well that’s basically what we see as the situation, that is really only the known knowns and the known unknowns. And each year, we discover a few more of those unknown unknowns.'”

 Completly clear now is it not. I feel like my eyes have been opened…


Don’t you?


•March 7, 2008 • 2 Comments

That is exactly what the actions of some people are.

On the way to work I listen to the news, and today there was a piece on the RAF and how soldiers are being advised to wear civilian attire when in public places. Due to the fact they are being abused by the public. Not long ago I heard the same thing said to Army soldiers about traveling on public services.

How do those of you who do this justify yourselves.

For a start these soldiers have no say in where they are sent, just like you in your job, when told to do something by your boss/supervisor you do it.  So why are you blaming service men and women for choices they do not make? If you don’t agree with where these soldiers are sent then take it up with those who can change it. Not create further misery in soldiers’ lives.

They have joined up to protect and serve you and your country. Putting their lives in danger so you can be safe. And be under no illusions, they are underpaid and under supported just like many others. Is this fair, service men and women have enough stresses as it is. Many comeback with physical and mental injuries because their job. When they return they are under supported and then you abuse them.  Put yourself in their shoes, could you do the same job, full knowing the dangers and then knowing when you come back you will be abused for what you endured.

We cannot change that the UK went to war with Iraq and Afghanistan all we can do is hope for a quick end. So is abusing our armed forces helping this end. If you want to change policies and make your view on the wars known by all means do. But do it to the people who can make a difference, to people whose job it is to make the public’s voice heard such as your MP or even the PM.  

But do not unburden on our soldiers because your harsh words have more impact on other people’s lives than you think.


•March 3, 2008 • Leave a Comment

This blog has just got 1,000 hits, whoo.

There must be something interesting here.

Walk in the Woods

•March 3, 2008 • Leave a Comment

Well, the New Year has come and gone, January’s finished and so is Feb, so we are firmly in the New Year but I’m really looking forward to October. Because that’s when I start Uni.

Well on a totally different note some of my family and me when to a local Forrest at the weekend and had a great time. We walked relatively far into the woods, but not as far as I would have liked. It’s an amazing feeling in those woods, not sure how to describe it, like endless possibilities. I’ve set myself a task to try and identify at least some of the plants and trees so I’ve got a book and will read up on it for my return visit. I even managed to get some birch bark which is meant to be great for fire lighting but haven’t managed to try it yet.

Last Christmas I received my first pair of binoculars so I took them along. They were great, I never imaged they would be so clear. Didn’t manage to see many animals with them, but a few birds.

There were quite a few dog walkers and I think my mum has a fear of them, the dogs rather than the owners, as soon as she sees or hears them she gets all jumpy. Extremely funny. But on the animal front in the car on the way there and back we I Deer, actual Deer. I had no idea they were there, and that is the first time I’ve seen them in real life. Made my day. But it got even better as on the way home as we were passing between two parallel hedgerows a Fox slunk out and crossed the road to the opposite hedge row right in front of us.

So all in all a great day.

Happy New Year

•January 3, 2008 • Leave a Comment

I hope, for you, 2007 was a good year.

And i’m sure 2008 will only get better.newyearsfire.jpgnewyearsfire.jpg


Happy New Year and good luck.

Merry Umm…

•December 14, 2007 • Leave a Comment

To to the highly politically sensitive:  

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 To the rest Merry Christmas!

Show and Tell

•December 3, 2007 • Leave a Comment

I found this and it made me laugh so I thought I would share, its written by a teacher and is authentic as far as I can tell.


I’ve been teaching now for about fifteen years. I have two kids myself, but the best birth story I know is the one I saw in my own second
grade classroom a few years back.
When I was a kid, I loved show-and-tell. So I always have a few sessions
with my students. It helps them get over shyness and usually,
show-and-tell is pretty tame. Kids bring in pet turtles, model airplanes,
pictures of fish they catch, stuff like that. And I never, ever place any
boundaries or limitations on them. If they want to lug it in to school
and talk about it, they’re welcome.
Well, one day this little girl, Erica, a very bright, very outgoing kid,
takes her turn and waddles up to the front of the class with a pillow
stuffed under her sweater.
She holds up a snapshot of an infant. ‘This is Luke, my baby
brother, and I’m going to tell you about his birthday.’ 
‘First, Mom and Dad made him as a symbol of their love, and then Dad
put a seed in my Mom’s stomach, and Luke grew in there. He ate for nine
months through an umbrella cord.’
She’s standing there with her hands on the pillow, and I’m trying not to
laugh and wishing I had my camcorder with me. The kids are watching her in amazement.

‘Then, about two Saturdays ago, my Mom starts saying and going, ‘Oh,
Oh, Oh, Oh!’ Erica puts a hand behind her back and groans. ‘She
walked around the house for, like an hour, ‘Oh, oh, oh!’ (Now this kid is
doing a hysterical duck walk and groaning.) ‘My Dad called the
middle wife. She delivers babies, but she doesn’t have a sign on the car
like the Domino’s man. They got my Mom to lie down in bed like this.
‘ (Then Erica lies down with her back against the wall.)

‘And then, pop! My Mom had this bag of water she kept in there in
case he got thirsty, and it just blew up and spilled all over the bed,
like psshhheew!’ (This kid has her legs spread with her little hands
miming water flowing away. It was too much!)

‘Then the middle wife starts saying ‘push, push,’ and ‘breathe,
breathe. They started counting, but never even got past ten. Then, all of a sudden, out comes my brother. He was covered in yucky stuff that they all said it was from Mom’s play-center, so there must be a lot of toys inside there.’

Then Erica stood up, took a big theatrical bow and returned to her seat.
I’m sure I applauded the loudest. Ever since then, when it’s
show-and-tell day, I bring my camcorder, just in case another
‘Middle Wife’ comes along.

I never had show and tell at my school. I feel cheated.