Tuesday, 3 April 2012

Seaside Trip, Golf Masters, Burma and Water that Tastes Like Water


Today we set off for Eastbourne for a few days before the Easter holidays begin in earnest. Lots of good walking in the South Downs around East Sussex and also we will be walking along the front as far as Beachy Head. Just hope the weather stays bright although virtual sub zero temperatures are forecast.

Looking forward to watching the US Masters Golf on television over the weekend. Isn’t it strange how some sports lend themselves to television whilst others suffer? Take golf for example. A relatively slow sport that is very effective on television. Badminton and squash are both fast sports but just don’t transfer well to the small screen.

So who is going to win the Masters? Despite all the talk about Tiger Woods being back in form, I can’t see him taking the title. Fellow American Hunter Mahan is the golfer in form and could well do it. McIlroy, Donald, Westwood etc – don’t reckon so.  I’ve gone each way for Phil Mickelson at 12/1, each way for Mahan at the very generous odds of 25/1 (he is number four in the world and playing on home soil), each way for Justin Rose at 30/1 and my genius bet each way for Chaz Revie at 400/1. An outsider always seems to be there or there abouts and I was impressed by Revie a couple of months ago on television. Interesting to see how the mighty are fallen. Some of the great all time golfers are very long odds (understandably so). You can get 500/1 on Tom Watson, 1000/1 on both Sandy Lyle and Ian Woosnam and a wapping 2000/1 on one time great Ben Crenshaw!

I see that the Tate Modern is having a retrospective of Damien Hirst’s so called art. They asked him on television to define art and he said something along the lines of “anything that’s in an art gallery.” So does that mean if I leave my umbrella there on my next visit it will automatically become art.

Stick a stuffed shark in a case in a museum and it’s wildlife. Stick a stuffed shark in a case in an art gallery and it’s art. Reminds me of a Picasso museum we went to in  Malaga where they had a display of children’s furniture (this had nothing to do with Picasso). There were some extraordinarily badly made wardrobes and chairs – the kind of thing you inherit and take down to the household tip just to get rid of. Of course these were in a museum so that made them art!!!!

One of my pet subjects towards the end of last year was the impending closure of Coastguard stations. I probably haven’t touched on the ridiculously short-sighted plans to cut back on these life saving organisations. The campaign is continuing to save them and I wish it every success. When I was a young reporter in seaside towns such as Lowestoft and Cromer I was very aware of the marvellous job these people do around our coast. Given the choice who would you prefer to see less of – politicians or coastguards (yes I thought that would be your answer).

We all need heroes and what a wonderful person Aung San Suu Kyi appears to be in fighting to bring democracy to Burma. Her bravery and vision has to be applauded. I just hope she can continue her work to bring freedom to the suppressed people of that land.

The One Show has been at it again: They carried an article about sinking bore holes to find water and presenter Lucy Siegle was faced with two glasses of water – one from a bore hole and the other from a common or garden tap. She tasted the first, smiled and remarked “yes it tastes very watery”. Sometimes I despair. It reminds me of a long coach trip to Germany I went on a few years ago. Just behind us were an elderly woman and her neice. We stopped in Belgium and the neice bought her aunt some bottled water. "How is it?" she inquired to which the Aunt replied "it's ok dear but it's not like British water. It tastes watered down."

When you make funny remarks and you are aged just two and five it’s okay. Was talking with two youngsters from down the road today. One said he was two and the other said he was five. The two year old kept pointing at things and saying “someone’s car,” “someone’s gawage,” “someone’s door.” I asked him what colour the car was that he had pointed to and his brother came up with the helpful comment “what’s the colour of the orange car.” Priceless.

Finally today I haven’t mentioned Pointless for a while. Settled down to watch yesterday evening only to find the BBC had regressed two series. We are in the middle of series six but for some reason this show came from series four. It makes it all very confusing, particularly when there appears to be well over 30 more episodes from the current series to air. So BBC stop bloody flitting around. Don’t you realise the rules have changed for this current series, so it becomes very obvious when you are filling in with repeats?

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