They’ve left out Panesar, again. Ho hum.
Archive for November, 2006
Emma Brooke (no relation), “New Woman” novelist (under the pseudonym E. Fairfax Byrne, she wrote A Superfluous Woman, Life the Accuser, and others) and Fabian socialist, who criticised H. G. Wells’s analysis of “the Sex-Question” as being from “an entirely middle-class point of view” and helped to draft the Fabians’ first statement in support of equal citizenship rights for women; born in Macclesfield, Cheshire, 22 December 1844, died in Weybridge, Surrey, 28 November 1926.
Here’s Andromache, wrestling with a blue thing on a stick:
Ernest Balfort Bax, founder – along with William Morris, Eleanor Marx and Edward Aveling – of the Socialist League in 1884; born in Leamington, 23 July 1854, died in London, 26 November 1918.
Oh, I’m very pleased to see this again:
From tehgraun‘s OBO, as the England 2d innings begins:
If Freddie pulls this off, it will be his greatest feat as a captain so far, but then the only competition for that title is his use of Johnny Cash’s “Ring of Fire” to motivate the team into coming back to win the final Test in India earlier this year. I wonder what Johnny Cash tune he’ll be playing now? “How high is the water mamma? three feet high and rising” that is the best the man in black has to say about this sorry business.
Stephen Marks sent me a link to these clips of Trotsky, just in case you haven’t seen them before. We think one of the snippets must be Trotsky getting off the train at Brest-Litovsk, what with all the funny helmets.
Simon Bernard, Fourierist socialist, briefly Inspecteur gÃ©nÃ©ral de l’Ã©conomie after the 1848 Revolution, founder of the Club Bonne-Nouvelle, in and out of prison at various times, and kicked out of Spain, Belgium and Germany. He lived in exile in Britain, 1851-62, he is most famous for his participation in the 1858 Orsini plot to kill Napoleon III. The political and diplomatic fall-out from the plot prompted Lord Palmerston’s resignation as Prime Minister after the Conspiracy to Murder Bill failed in the Commons. Bernard was prosecuted as an accessory to murder and acquitted by an Old Bailey jury on 17 April 1858. Born in Carcassonne on 28 January 1817, died in the Brooke House lunatic asylum, Upper Clapton, London, on 25 November 1862.
Louie Bennett, suffragist (founder and first secretary of the Irishwomen’s Suffrage Federation), co-operative socialist (founder of the Irish Women’s Reform League) and pacifist (founder member of the Women’s International League for Peace and Freedom); born in Temple Hill, near Dublin, 1870, died inÂ Killiney, also near Dublin, 25 November 1956.
John Barrell on Christopher Hitchens on Thomas Paine in the LRB is quite fun.
Readers with long memories will recall that Enkidu became interested in cricket almost immediately, after coming to live with us in the Summer of 2005. Here and here, for example. And now that the Ashes are being contested again, Enkidu’s interest has reawakened.
I’ve been leaving the radio on at night, very quietly, so that I can fall asleep while Justin Langer is scoring runs, wake up while Ricky Ponting is scoring runs, lucky me, and if I drift into consciousness in the middle of the night I can easily register the latest score before drifting back into sleep. And after finding alternative places to sleep for a month or more, Enkidu chose Wednesday night, the first day of the Test Match, to come and settle down at the foot of my bed again: he was there at the start of play and still there at the close, and I don’t think he went anywhere else in between. So that’s a lot of Test Match Special that he got to hear.
He slept on my bed last night, too, though he had pushed off by the time the England batsmen were starting their innings. And here he is, later this morning, watching the highlights being streamed through the BBC website:
Richard Williams, in tehgraun:
If they go on to lose this series, that first ball will inevitably come to be seen as a bellwether – a term deriving, incidentally, from the ancient rural practice of placing a bell around the neck of a castrated goat chosen to lead a flock of sheep.
MORE: I liked this comment on one of tehgraun blogs from
Bottle of red wine then listened to the first hour not a good idea. Have to say Aggers description of the first ball was great. Although when he said “its gone straight to 2nd slip” I almost fell off the sofa – didn’t realise the guy hadn’t actually hit it.
See above. It’s not complicated.