I fell through my deck chair, mended it, and Faulks fell through it again later!
My father was given a pocket diary for Christmas 1942; he was sixteen at the time. This seems to have spurred him into writing short notes in very small, cramped handwriting; four days to a page and rather small pages made this essential. These diaries are an absolute treasure-trove.
The image below includes the dates 25th to 28th June 1943, and these form the basis of this short article.
An extract from Dad’s 1943 diary
Dad kept up his journal notes for about six years and the diaries are a fascinating glimpse into his life at the time, covering his last terms at school, his career in the wartime RAF and his posting to the Far East, followed by his marriage to my mother and my birth.
I wish there was more, but the record of those six years is a treasure in itself. I’ve been transcribing the entries as they are sometimes difficult to read.
Explanatory notes
Dad was in the process of taking his School Certificate exams at this time, more or less equivalent to today’s GCSEs. He had many friends, male and female, from school, family and others. Brenda (Bren) was a particularly close friend, perhaps we should say she was his girlfriend.
Guv and Nor are his parents, living in Cirencester some five miles from Rendcomb College where he was a boarder. Jill was his niece (therefore my cousin), Tim was Jill’s brother.
It’s amusing that he was asked to write an essay on bringing up children. It’s a good exercise for any pupil as it demands thinking around topics like discipline, appropriate punishments and so forth. A tricky task to write about this for a head master! The ‘small Martlet model’ mentioned is a miniature aircraft, carved from wood and painted. Lee-Browne was the Head Master at Rendcomb School.
The cigarette box also became a gift for Brenda, and the deck chair incident is very amusing – it seems the repair was not entirely satisfactory! We shall never know what was so mysterious about Ann’s ‘communication’ or why sitting next to Miss Finlayson was notable. Beach was my Dad’s maths teacher, and the B-17s were American bombers.
Day by day
Here’s the extract from 1943, slightly edited and expanded for clarity and readability:
Friday 25th June – I did my English Practical and French exams for School Certificate. I had a letter from Bren, and cycled to Cirencester to visit her, spending half an hour there. I called on Guv for his birthday and saw Jill there as well as Nor and Betty. Back at school I played tennis right into third prep with Weed, M. Wood, and J. Sumsion.
Saturday 26th June – I wrote an essay for the Head Master on, “How I intend to bring up my children”. Pilch and I played tennis for the games period. I bought a Mars bar and posted Bren’s birthday card and a small Martlet model, then went for a walk with Faulks. I played the Amp and went through the Inter Services Journal with Dickers. I also saw Tim who was staying here with the Lee-Brownes for a week.
Sunday 27th June – I revised History “spots” all afternoon under the Laburnum tree, and cut out black walnut to make into a cigarette box. I revised English in the evening. I fell through my deck chair, mended it, and Faulks fell through it again later!
Monday 28th June – We had Geometry and English Literature exams this morning. I watched some good flights by the Aegeus model and received a most mysterious communication from Ann. I sat next to Miss Finlayson, and saw Beach for ten minutes, then revised under the Laburnum and saw B-17 Fortresses fly over during third prep.
What we need in any situation is a chance to see things at as many levels as possible. It’s the only way to get the full picture.
Some of us are detail people, some of us are big picture people. Some fall between those extremes – it’s a continuum, not an either/or. Have you ever thought about the implications of this?
The detail
Exquisite artwork
I saw some beautiful artwork today. Here’s an example, delightful flowers and leaves, hand painted. You may notice some drops of water on the surface of the artwork and also some scratches in the lower right, I’ll explain that in a moment. But water and scratches don’t diminish the quality of the underlying artwork. Look at the use of carefully chosen colours, various shades of pink for the petals, the delicate brush strokes; all these details are significant and give a sense of light and shade, solidity, fragility of the petals, strength of the stems.
But what about the big picture? Is this a fragment from a large canvas? Or is it part of a Roman wall painting from a villa in Herculaneum or a town house in Pompeii? Let’s look at the big picture.
Does the big picture make a difference? What is the purpose of the painting? Why is it wet and scratched? Can we date the work, or attribute it to a known artist?
Scroll on down and take a look.
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The big picture…
Things may not be as we expected, seeing the big picture can change the way we think about things.
Here’s the big picture, now you know more than you did before.
The artwork was on the surface of a three dimensional structure, a statue of a hare. It’s wet because it’s been raining, and the scratches are from bumps and interactions with other objects in the environment.
The big picture and the detail both have their place.
We need an overview and we need a closer look
This is true in almost all real-life situations. If we only see the detail it’s difficult to fit those details into a wider understanding. And if we only see the big picture, we miss out on some of the fascinating, astonishing details.
What we need in any situation is a chance to see things at as many levels as possible. It’s the only way to get the full picture. Sometimes we say someone is a ‘big picture’ person, or a ‘detail’ person. Both of them may be missing out one way or the other. Helpful to have both in a team!
Notes from bygone years – Lots of past Septembers Hint: Click on the thumbnails for larger images.
A year ago
I didn’t post to my blog in September 2022, so here’s an extract from my journal for 8th instead. We were on holiday in Wales along with Donna’s Mum, brother Paul and his wife Vanessa. It was an eventful day.
We drove into Tenby and unexpectedly bumped into our friends Simon and Carol! None of us had any idea we would be in Tenby that day, our friends live in Yorkshire!
At lunchtime I saw reports on my phone mentioning that the Queen’s doctors were concerned about her health. Later in the day her death was announced and it seemed very strange that Prince Charles was now King Charles III. I wrote in my journal:
[Elizabeth II] had such a long reign (the longest of any British Monarch) and she leaves King Charles III as the most aged new Monarch ever. She did her job extraordinarily well. It comes as something of a shock to be writing these words on this day in my journal. It’s a day that seemed always to be delayed and would never actually arrive – yet here it is.
Back in our holiday home in Llantissilio, we watched the news and caught up with some of the details of the day. There was also startling news from Ukraine with Russian forces abandoning a large region in Kherson and retreating in disorder in an even larger region near Kharkiv.
In September 2021 I wrote about a new song from a musician I know, Sarah Reynolds. The theme of the song is that when we seem to be facing defeat and are struggling just to hang on, hope may not be as far off as we imagine.
Take a look at the original post and listen to the song, ‘Wilderness’.
In September 2018 we were on holiday with the family in Switzerland. I wrote a blog post about walking the bisses (irrigation streams). It was a fascinating day. Here’s a link to my post.
In September 2013 I wrote about my project ‘Cruising the Gospel’.
The idea was to help and encourage people to read through the biblical books of Matthew, Mark, Luke and John, considering what we can learn about Jesus and about ourselves as we read. Anyone can follow along, reading and pondering small, manageable chunks along the way. (Read the original article)
On 29th September 2008 I wrote to Elon Musk and SpaceX to congratulate them. Why? Because the previous day had seen them launch their Falcon I rocket successfully – after three consecutive failures! Read my blog post and message.
In September 2003 we visited my parents in Cirencester. Dad had just bought Mum a battery-powered cat that ‘purred’ when you stroked it. Mum loved having a cat, but Dad felt that at their age they shouldn’t have another one after the previous cat died. The pretend ‘cat’ was an amusing compensation, but I don’t think Mum was very convinced!
In September 1998 we were looking forward a few weeks to a relaxing holiday in Fetiye, Turkey. I’d been to Istanbul briefly on a school trip in December 1964, but I had never been to any other part of the country. A week on the Mediterranean coast sounded great and we hoped the weather would be kind.
In September 1993 I was working as the Microcomputing Manager at Long Ashton Research Station near Bristol. Part of my job involved networking PCs, here’s a message I sent asking for help. Click the image for a larger view.
Notice the ASCII art (text characters used to make larger ‘text’ or images, and the way a reply uses > characters to mark quoted text. All very primitive, all time consuming, and none of it necessary any more.
The 10th September was Judy’s birthday, and in 1988 Debbie and Beth made her a birthday meal in the evening. It was quite a spread as you can see if you click on the thumbnail.
The family records are blank in September 1978, the month that Debbie turned 3½. But on the world scene there were some significant events. Menachem Begin and Anwar Sadat discussed peace and signed the Camp David Accords, and 122 rioters died in Tehran when the Shah’s troops opened fire.
In late 1973 John Jefferies & Son in Cirencester were preparing their Christmas hyacinth brochure, perhaps in September.
This would be issued later, mailed out to regular customers and available in their shop (now Vodafone) in the Market Place. The bulbs were grown in the dark in the basement of the Tower Street warehouse; the building still exists, converted into flats next to Minerva Court.
In September 1968 I was about to begin my third year as a student at the University of Bath. It was a sandwich course so required four years to allow for industrial placements.
In September 1963 I began my 5th year at Cirencester Grammar School. This was an important year for me and my school friends, with O level mock exams after Christmas and the real O levels to face in June.
In September 1958 I began my final year at Junior School. This would be the year of the important 11-plus exams that would decide whether we would go to the Grammar School in Victoria Road or to the Secondary Modern at Deerpark.
In September 1953 I’d been five for a month or so and I it was time to began my first ever school term. I went to Querns School, and was unhappy when my Mum left me on the first day. I cried later when the teacher told us that we would stop to eat elevenses. This was not a word I knew, and I heard it as ‘lemonses’. What I did know was that lemons are very sharp and I did not want to eat one!
The pupil’s entrance was along the little lane at the side of the school, shown in the photo. I remember walking up and down that lane very clearly indeed.
In September 1948 I was in my second month of life, and Mum and Dad celebrated their first wedding anniversary. It seems they didn’t waste a whole lot of time! I would have been getting my arms and eyes under better control by this time. Dad was busy with C&DMAC (a model aircraft club). His maternal grandmother’s second husband died on 19th, Dad always knew him as ‘Gramp’.
In September 1943 Dad shot a lot of starlings, apparently. He heard that he’d passed his School Certificate successfully, was active in the ATC, and had a busy social life.
Here’s a simple diagram of a hydrogen atom. The little black ball is the nucleus, a proton, 10 000 times smaller than the atom as a whole, the white part represents an electron, spread out like a cloud around the nucleus. The proton and the electron were once thought of as fundamental particles that had no underlying structure. For the electron that remains true. The proton on the other hand consists of three quarks, but for the purposes of chemistry we can still think of it as ‘fundamental’.
A hydrogen atom can react with other atoms in quite specific ways. New and more complex behaviour emerges as atoms combine. Here are some of those emergent properties:
A molecule of methane, four hydrogens attached to a carbon atom
Two atoms of hydrogen can combine as a molecule of hydrogen, a gas that can become explosive when mixed with air.
Two hydrogen atoms and an oxygen atom can combine as a water molecule. Everyone knows that pure water is safe to drink.
Four hydrogens and a carbon atom can combine as a molecule of methane gas. This is the domestic gas that we use for cooking and for heating our homes. Methane is also a powerful greenhouse gas, contributing to global heating.
Three hydrogens and a nitrogen atom can combine as a molecule of ammonia, a poisonous gas that dissolves readily in water.
Two hydrogens and a suphur atom can combine as a molecule of hydrogen suphide, a gas that smells like rotten eggs.
There are many other molecules that include hydrogen.
Protons, and similar particles called neutrons can combine in larger numbers to make heavier and larger nuclei surrounded by much larger clouds of electrons (we’re leaving out a great deal of detail here). Together, these are the various chemical elements; there are more than 100 different kinds. Sodium, oxygen, phosphorus, chlorine, nitrogen, lead, iron, gold, sulphur, copper, tin and so on.
Chemistry
So – Take 100 different atoms and combine them together in various ways and you can clearly see that many, many different molecules are possible. Imagine 100 different kinds of Lego bricks and you begin to see the range of possibilities. There are rules of chemistry that restrict the combinations that can form, but even allowing for those rules, the number of possible molecules is huge . Here are some examples.
Sulphuric acid – two hydrogens, a sulphur, and four oxygen atoms
Table salt – one sodium and one chlorine atom
Bleach – two chlorine atoms
Laughing gas – two nitrogens and two oxygen atoms
We see chemistry appearing as soon as we have atoms. Chemistry just isn’t there in the world of subatomic particles like protons, neutrons and electrons. Like every object you can think of, we are made of atoms in complex chemical combinations so it’s quite hard for us to imagine a universe without chemistry. And atoms began emerging very early in the formation of the universe, perhaps 18 000 years after the origin. Chemistry started around 370 000 years as the universe continued to cool and atoms were able to begin combining ever more freely. At first hydrogen, helium and a small amount of lithium were the only elements available, all the others up to iron formed inside stars, while exploding stars (supernovae) generated the heavier elements and scattered these and the lighter elements far and wide. Once that had happened, perhaps 500 million years ago, the full range of atoms were available and chemistry took off in earnest.
Atoms are emergent, beginning to form once the universe became cool enough. And chemistry emerges given the presence of atoms and even lower temperatures. Could atoms and chemistry have been predicted given the presence and behaviour of subatomic particles? Perhaps. But it would have taken a real genius, a physicist with great foresight and imagination. But physicists are made of atoms and complex chemistry – so the real answer must be ‘no’!
That’s the thing about emergence – new kinds of objects and new processes ’emerge’ when the materials and conditions to do so exist. Sometimes emergence is rapid, even sudden. But as we shall see in a future post, sometimes it’s very slow indeed, or long delayed even after the possibility of emergence has existed for a very long time. Chemistry emerged quickly once atoms and low enough temperatures became available. So the opportunity was ‘slow’ to occur, but the emergence was immediate thereafter. We can think of these things separately – emergence opportunity, emergence delay, and emergence rate.
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