Monday, August 04, 2008

Beef stew and dumplings

Yum!

500g casserole beef
3 small onions, chopped into 8s
3 garlic cloves, chopped
300 ml passata
75 ml red wine
200 ml beef stock
good squirt of tomato ketchup (~ 2-3 tbsp)
worcester sauce (1tbsp)
olive oil
1 small celeriac, peeled and diced
1 small leek, chopped
3 celery sticks, chopped
12 button mushrooms
12 cherry tomatoes
2 bay leaves
6 juniper berries
chilli flakes (to taste)
salt and pepper

Fry the onion, garlic and beef in the olive oil until the beef is browned and the onions soft and translucent. Add the passata, ketchup, worcester sauce, wine, stock, celeriac, leek, celery, bay leaves, juniper berries, chilli flakes, salt and pepper. Cook on a medium hob for about 30 minutes, then add the mushrooms and tomatoes. Cook in moderate oven for a further 90 mins or so, covered for the first 45, then uncovered for the last 45 mins to allow the sauce to slightly thicken.

Dumplings:
50 g self-raising flour
25 g vegetable suet
1 tsp horseradish sauce
sufficient water to make into thick doughy paste; mould into small balls (makes 4)

Add the dumplings about 20 mins prior to the end of the cooking time of the stew.

Friday, July 11, 2008

Oops!

Note to self: Should you ever wish to point out the depreciation in examination standards in recent years, the poor show made by modern students with their modern, flashy GCSEs (not a patch on the traditional, solid, O-levels of years gone by), then please note the following:

You really, really don't help your argument by, oh yes, making multiple mistakes in your answer sheet.

Should you be interested:

A titration can be used to find the concentration of a solution. In a titration, 22.0 cm3 of hydrochloric acid is required to neutralise 25.0 cm3 of calcium hydroxide solution. The concentration of the hydrochloric acid is 0.001 mol/dm3.
The equation for the reaction is: Ca(OH)2 + 2HCl → CaCl2 + 2H2O
(Relative atomic masses: H = 1; O = 16; Ca = 40)


How many moles of hydrochloric acid are present in 22.0 cm3 of the acid solution? (Answer to 2 sig. fig.)
Given and correct answer: 2.2E-5 mol/dm3
With how many moles of calcium hydroxide will 22.0 cm3 of this acid solution react? (Answer to 2 sig. fig.)
Given and correct answer: 1.1E-5 mols
What is the concentration of the calcium hydroxide solution? (Answer in mol/dm3 to 2 sig. fig.)
Given and correct answer: 4.4E-4 mol/dm3
What is the concentration of the calcium hydroxide solution? (Answer in g/dm3 to 2 sig. fig.)
Given answer: 0.33 g/dm3
Correct answer: 0.033 g/dm3


Nitrogen can be obtained by heating solid ammonium dichromate(VI), (NH4)2Cr2O7. Chromium (III) oxide (Cr2O3) and steam are the only other products of this reaction.
(i) Construct the equation, including state symbols, for the action of heat on ammonium dichromate(VI).

Given answer: 2(NH4)2Cr2O7(s) --> 2Cr2O3(s) + H2O(g) + N2(g)
Correct answer: (NH4)2Cr2O7(s) --> Cr2O3(s) + 4H2O(g) + N2(g)
Their version doesn't even balance! We lose 2 N atoms, 14 H atoms, and 7 O atoms!!


One of the hydrocarbons in petrol is octane. This equation shows the combustion of octane: 2C8H18 + 25O2 → 16CO2 + 18H2O
What mass of carbon dioxide is produced for every tonne of octane burned in this reaction? (Relative atomic masses: H = 1; C = 12; O = 16) (Answer in tonnes to 2 sig. fig.)

Given answer: 3.1 tonnes
Correct answer: 3.4 tonnes

Basically, unimpressive. I got bored after Question B4, so there might be errors in the answers after that point too. I'll update this if I get that far.

Tuesday, July 08, 2008

Though a slightly amusing thought...

...is that apparently the big house cost £1.4M. The smaller one would have been, at a guess, about £400K. So we're up to £1.8M. Building costs must be in the region of, say, £150K per unit. 6 units is £900K. I might be a bit high here but probably not massively so - call it £800K. Architect's fees, solicitor's fees, etc etc must amount to £20K - probably a lot more.

So, fairly conservatively, we're probably looking at about £2.5M plus. For 6 semi-detached houses.

Now, the largish detached house was £400K, and must be worth more than a smaller semi-detached property is going to be. Even assuming the resulting houses were worth £400K, somehow, on six properties you'd still LOSE £100K.
But it gets better. The properties were bought at the absolute peak of the market. Especially the large one, which was purchased in January. Prices have already fallen about 7.5% since then, and are predicted to continue to fall for the next 18 months or so. Most forecasters seem to think something in the region of 20% down on the peak price - some as much as 30%. Let's work with 20%.

With a 20% fall in house prices, the houses that would be worth £400K will in fact only be worth £320K each. Which works out at just £1.92M. They won't be able to get them on the market that quickly as they're not build yet, and they won't want to hang onto them as it's a commercial developer.

That's a massive loss of £580,000.00.

Let that be a lesson to you, barbarians. Leave nice properties where they are and learn from Persimmon, everyone's favourite mass-house-building company. Who have laid off 1100 workers because they can't make enough profit from house building any more.

Thoughts - most developers aim for, I guess, about 20% profit on a development. About that? Even if my estimates for building costs were double what it actually costs, and I can't see that they are, they would still be paying out £1.4M + £400K + £400K = £2.2M. Call it £2M. With a 20% profit they would have to sell for £400 each. That's after losing 20% over the next year or so. Which correlates to the equivalent of charging £480 per unit back in January. Which is a LOT - you might have got it, but I'd be surprised.

Why?

Feeling the need to blog more generally today. It's been a weird one today, both really quite good and really spectacularly bad

On the plus side, I got to work on time (ish) and the equipment has worked more than I expected it to. The experiments may or may not have worked, but that's always the way of it until you get to work up the data when you've finished. The flow meters I use to control the rate at which gas enters my cell have been causing me problems - they have an recurring fault but they're not like it all the time. So we're keeping a log to see if we can correlate when they go wrong with anything in particular we're doing. But, apart from throwing a hissy fit this morning, they've basically worked today. We're going out for dinner tonight also with the guys who play in the 10am music group at Ebbe's, so that should be a good time of getting to know each other better. We're taking some tortilla chips made out of lasagne, also some chicken drumsticks, if I can find free-range in the Co-op or Somerfield (M&S is an option, but it's sooo expensive...), and some vegetable stick things - carrots, peppers maybe, cucumber? Crudites, that's the word

And then it all goes pear-shaped. I'm not good at change. I'm really not good at change. I like things to stay the way they are, or to improve. I don't cope well when things change for the worse.

And that's what's happening just next door. We realised they were doing some work on the house (a fairly hideous 2 story thing) but it was still a shock to find it just gone when I got home from work. A bit weird, and it threw me a bit, but hey, it was pretty awful, so no loss, you could say

What is a loss is the fact that the beautiful Edwardian house (almost a mansion - well, not quite, but big and nice none the less) is ALSO going apparently. Even though when they sent the planning application form, I complained, as did many of the other residents in the road. So they resubmitted the application, showing just an extension, which was fine. But, unknown to me, they also appealed the first decision, but decided not to tell me. Other people found out, so I must have got missed, but still, I didn't have a chance to object

So this lovely old building is going to be torn down to make way for four semi-detached modern boxes, each with a tiny strip of land associated. And the Victorian boat-house is going too. For no good reason, except that it's in the garden and hey, people might not want it. I'm gutted, absolutely gutted. I don't know if it'll even be there when I get home - it might already be gone. If not, I put money on it vanishing by the end of the week

I don't hate progress, I really don't, and some development is fine. The ugly house going to make way for two smaller ones? OK, maybe a bit short sighted and not exactly pretty, but OK. But why should our council side with a developer over the wishes, clearly expressed, of the local community? It makes no sense to me

And to make matters worse, we've just signed on moving to a new property just down the road. I think, if I had known, I'd have pushed for moving to Jericho instead - we had the choice, and it was 51:49, not exactly a certainty either way. Too late now of course, so I have to live next to a building site, cycle past it every day, and generally be reminded of why Oxford is just getting more and more rubbish with every new building they put up. Nice one.

Saturday, February 23, 2008

Other Ramblings from the pen of the Terminally Confused...

... can be found at major-jim.livejournal.com

Mostly memes, fan fiction (Patrick O'Brian and Discworld so far, but watch this space) and general silliness.

Friday, February 15, 2008

Food, Food, Glorious Food...

Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear.

OK, it's maybe not up there with the Archbishop converting to Islam (which he hasn't done, by the way, although you'd think he had, the fuss some people are making over his recent comments, however misguided they may be - haven't read them so can't say), but it's still a bit disconcering.

Are you ready?

Deep breath...

Delia says 'eat tinned.'

Yep, that's it.

Actually, it's pretty accurate. If
The Times are to be believed, anyway, and surely Murdoch wouldn't lie to us? Would he?

Well, probably not on this one. It'd be too easy to check.

So, Ms. Smith wants us to eat tinned mince. Why? It's foul and made out of bits of meat that the cow didn't even know that it had and it's TINNED for goodness sake. Surely that's enough. I mean, it's not hard.

So, we have a perculiar situation, where the government want everyone to learn to cook, but the chefs want people to eat a Tesco Economy McTinned Meal. With oven chips.

Monday, February 11, 2008

Meme: Movie Quotes

Well, if Mrs TC can do this, why can't I? Prizes (of the feeling-smug-and-self-satisfied variety) to the best guesses...

Meme rules:

1. Pick 15 of your favourite movies.
2. Go to IMDb and find a quote from each movie (not necessarily your favourite quote - they're often too easy!)
3. Post them here for everyone to guess.
4. Fill in the film title once it's guessed.
5. NO GOOGLING/using IMDb search functions.


1. "The ship is in ship-shape shape."

2. "Hey, what did I say? Did you hear what I said? I heard what I said 'cause I was standing there when I said it."

3. "There is no spoon."

4. "What about elevenses? Luncheon? Afternoon tea? Dinner? Supper? He knows about them, doesn't he?"

5. "I've never used the word "spinster" in my life. Okay, once, when I told my mother it was technically incorrect to call her son a spinster."

6. "Hey, we're flexible. Pearl Harbor didn't work out so we got you with tape decks."

7. "I create feelings in others that they themselves don't understand."

8. "By 'caliber,' of course, I refer to both the size of their gun barrels and the high quality of their characters... Two meanings... caliber... it's a homonym... Forget it."

9. "The only thing that France is adept at hosting is an invasion."

10. "You do not bang on the hood. You never under any circumstances drive. And you will certainly not put your coffee mug on the roof of the car. In fact, no coffee in the car whatsoever. Coffee goes on the ground, you get in the car, we go."

11. "You never get anyone in 'Wings of a Dove' saying 'Inform the Pentagon we need black star cover!'"

12. "I can't understand it. This car hasn't given me a lick of trouble in nearly 6 hours."

13. "Oh, [name], I've had a lot of birthdays - well, not a lot of birthdays - but this is the best birthday ever."

14. "I think we've all arrived at a very special place. Spiritually, ecumenically, grammatically."

15. "'Extremely dangerous. Keep out of reach of children.' Cool!"

Friday, February 08, 2008

Sceptical about Science?

I've just been struck by a post on Sam Allberry's blog, which is here if you're interested. But in his final paragraph, he says:

"...Nor is any of this exclusive to Nutritionism. As I thought through these four features, it struck me how true they are of contemporary Environmentalism, the other rising new religion of our day. I can't help feeling captive to the experts. In shrill terms we're told daily of how human carbon emmissions are driving us to the brink of an ecological apocalypse. Recycling and air-travel have become (opposite) moral absolutes. As a Christian, I am far from indifferent to the natural well-being of God's world. And yet I remain mistrustful of a scientific band whose ideology is often secularist and unacknowledged, who confer upon their theories the status of absolute truth, and therefore pillory the rising number of other scientists who do not share their assumptions and who question their findings. I don't like being a cynic, and I don't want to become one of those Christians who forever demonises "those scientists", but sometimes the experts leave us no alternative."

It's a valid point of view, that scientists generally come at a topic from an a-thiestic point of view. Indeed, many a violently anti-religion, and frequently anti-Christianity especially. But this leaves us with a quandry. Do we ignore the claims made by the mass of scientists on the basis that they come from a completely different world-view to Christians, or do we go with them?

This seems to be the root of the question, but it also seems one that has a simple solution. It's about recognising the questions that science as a tool can answer, and those it cannot.

Science is, in its fundamentals, the study of the natural world around us. Indeed, many early scientists called themselves 'natural philosophers,' presumably becuase their thoughts and ponderings were influenced by their observations of nature. (Incidently, I absolutely detest the scientific convention of capitalizing nature or biology, as in "Nature has done this.") Study leads naturally on from observation to hypothesis, from hypothesis to experiment, and from experiment to conclusion or theory.

For example, an observation is that something happens. This leads to the question "why does this happen?" and a guess - "maybe this happens becuase of this." To find out, one alters this and examines the results. Either it has an effect, or it doesn't, and after much hard work, one can draw a conclusion. Eventually, numerous conclusions may lead to a theory, and, once the theory has been tested, and shown to hold true again and again, the word is often changed to 'law.' (Laws are, of course, sometimes proven to be wrong or incomplete, such as the idea of a flat earth, or the assumption that Newtonian mechanics would hold true for sub-atomic particles such as electrons, which instead need quantum mechanics to describe them.)

In a round-and-about way, this leads me to my point. If a scientist tries to answer a question that science itself cannot answer, he is merely postulating, and his science is closer to philosophy or theology. If he tries to answer a question that science can answer, he may be correct or incorrect, but he's entitled to call his opinions 'scientific.'

Which brings us to global warming (or its absence). Firstly, although some scientists believe that the phenomenon does not exist, most believe it does. There is much observational evidence. Doesn't it seem warmer to you than it was this time 15 years ago? Birds which used to migrate seem not to bother any more. Satellite images show that the Arctic ice-sheets are shrinking rapidly. And simple experiments using a thermometer tell us that, on average, the years are hotter than they were.

So why? Here we come on the the hypothesis. The most common guess is that's it due to 'greenhouse gas' emmissions, i.e., the release of gases such as CO2 etc. These allow sunlight to enter the Earth's atmosphere, but the reflected rays are absorbed, like the way a glass roof on a greenhouse makes the inside hotter than the outside. There is evidence to support this hypothesis. Ice cores taken show the temperature and CO2 concentrations in the atmosphere for many thousands of years. The two cycle up and down, the temperature following the CO2 level closely, although slightly behind. However, since the 1800s, the CO2 levels, and the temperature, have been shooting up - and show no sign of coming down again any time soon. They're already way past where they usually got to in the 'natural' cycle. None of this is proof that human CO2 release is causing climate change. But it's a correlation without any other obvious cause.

So what should we do? Should we argue that scientists have an axe to grind, so we'll ignore them? After all, they're scientists - they have a vested interest in science. Or should we decide to believe them, after all, they're the people who should know best? And if we decide to ignore them, who shall we believe instead?

I believe global warming is real. I believe it's at least in part caused by human CO2 release. As an evangelical Christian I don't think this is incompatible with my worldview - after all, God made the world, and it was very good. But then came the fall, and the outworkings of that are seen all around us. Is it reasonable to expect that they would be limited to mankind's dealings with each other? As a consequence of Adam's sin, the first death is recorded in the Bible (an animal is killed to make clothes). The pattern of sin and death continues to this day. As custodians of the world, have we really made such a good job of it that this pattern will not reach a logical conclusion?

I must stress, however, that although global warming may well result in catastrophic consequences, I doubt it will signal the end of humanity. Many millions may die, species may become extinct, and whole countries become submerged. But in many ways, that's just an extension, albeit on a massive, horrific scale, of the human story ever since the time of Adam. Should we really be surprised?

So what should we do? Should we ignore it - after all, as rich Westerners we will probably be comparatively unaffected. Or should we try to act to affect it, making sacrifices if need be. Is this analogous (although not equivalent or sufficient) to repentence?

For more information, visit www.eci.ox.ac.uk.

Northern Rock II - the saga continues (and ends)


A long time ago, in a land far away, there was a bank. That bank was generally well run, and even contributed a fair proportion of its profits to charity. But one day everything went wrong...

Now the bank manager was more clever and business-minded than many other people. So one day he had an idea.

"I know," thought the bank manager. "At the moment I take the people's gold for a time, and then pay it back to them later with a bit extra, and in-between times I can lend it to other people at a higher rate of interest, and make a bit for myself. But what if instead I borrow a lot more gold, and do the same? If I charge more interest than I pay, then I'll make a King's ransom in profits."

So the very next day, the clever bank manager went to one of his rivals.

"Will you lend me 1000 sovereigns?" he asked. "And in a year or two, I'll pay you back 1050 sovereigns." The other bank manager thought that was a good deal, and agreed. So the clever bank manager took the 1000 sovereigns, and lent them to his friends.

"Look," he said. "I will lend you 100 sovereigns, and you can have them for a year or two, providing you pay me back 125 then."

Lots of people needed gold to buy food, so they did as he suggested.

But then one day there was bad news from the kingdom the other side of the sea. Some bad bank managers had lent money to people who wouldn't return it, and everybody started to panic.

Then the bank manager who had lent our hero 1000 sovereigns appeared and demanded his money back. But our bank manager didn't have it, for he had lent it to other people to buy food with. And so the panic continued.

One day the King heard all about the story of the bank manager, and said "I will stop the panic by paying everyone back."

And the people said "Hurrah."

But some people said "Oh no, this is a problem. Because to get his money back the king will want to sell the bank to somebody else. And this risks the status of the money that the bank still has."

So they sent off a form and had their ISA transferred to Intelligent Finance instead.

The End.



Actually, not quite the end. For, some days after sending off the form for the transfer, the following telephone conversation took place:

Hero: "Hello, you asked me to call you."
NR: "Did we?"
Hero: "Yes. Why?"
NR: "Ah, so we did. You see, the address IF gave us doesn't match the one we have."
Hero: "OK, sorry about that, shall I send you a utility bill to prove I have moved?"
NR: "No, we don't take those. What about a copy of your passport?"
Hero: "You do realise that passports don't have addresses on...?"
NR: "Don't they?"
Hero: "No."
NR: "Oh, well, OK, what about a letter from another bank?"
Hero: "Like the one you have from IF showing my new address?"
NR: "Yes, just like that one. But a different one."
Hero: "But still from IF?"
NR: "Oh yes, that's fine."
Hero: "Right... you do realise it'll have the same address as the letter you already have?"
NR: "Oh yes, but we need it. And we need you to give us a copy of your passport too."
Hero: "But you know who I am - the name's the same in both cases..."
NR: "I know. And we need you to write us a letter."
Hero: "A letter?"
NR: "Yes, one telling us your new address."
Hero: "Like the one you currently have, that sparked this whole thing off?"
NR: "Yes, just like that one. That way we'll know it's you."