Richard's mOblOg

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I'm a British mathematician, been in the Netherlands for 35 years ("chercher la femme"). Recently became a double proud grandfather. Have a compulsion, but it's not secret, to want to correct miscarriages of justice involving abuse of science, see Dhamaka's plea

THE 9-11 was my 50th birthday. That's why I use it in my internet name, but English fashion, 11-9. The other part is my surname.

No-one ever expects the Spanish Inquisition

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Sunday morning cycle ride
31st Aug 2009, 09:12   comments (2)

At the summer house

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stolen from internet, but so wonderful...
22nd Aug 2009, 01:48   | tags:,,comments (1)

Baby's first smile (bis!)

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I am now a serial granddad. Here's Stefan Richard's first eternalized smile
19th Aug 2009, 12:23   | tags:,comments (2)

Deer in a forest

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Saw the "Blaue Reiter" exhibition in Hannover yesterday. Marc, Macke, Kandinsky and others. Here are two internet pics of "Deer in a forest II", I'm not sure if this was the one we saw, but the colours were more briliant than in the top picture and at the same time the whole picture was a picture of deep shadows deep in the forest, in which you could only just pick out the deer resting at midday with just one shaft of sunlight penetrating the dadrk. Very, very, beautiful
28th Jun 2009, 10:04   | tags:,,comments (0)


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Stefan Richard Gill, born 9:30 pm (CET), 18 June 2009, Delft; and his big brother David Emmanouil (2 yrs)

Photos: my iPhone 3G
19th Jun 2009, 12:07   | tags:,comments (0)

Everything is illuminated...

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Photos © Graham Catley,
Title © Jonathan Safran Foer

As the swifts arrive on the Bosweg, so does everything else fall into place. The newspaper boy and the bomb scare, Karst Tate’s spectacular killing on Queen’s day ...

How did Karst know our neighbourhood so bloody damned well? Not many people knew this, but that was because bewteen 10 and 5 years ago he lived at Bosweg 21 (local drugs and punk scene). The present (nice) punks were the ones who put up the orange flags in our (otherwise) very “nice” street. Our strange newspaper boy must have had a precognition of Koninginnedag but his alarm-system was tripped a couple of weeks early by the fake bomb at nr. 25 (his nervousness was daily increasing as recent weeks went by). At number 23, almost nobody ever stays for longer than two years, but those who do, commit suicide. Then there was the Volvo which crashed into the oak across the road from us when its driver had a heart-attack. To clinch it all, yesterday I discovered that the mother of one of my students lives two doors from Karst’s previous residence not far away in Velp.

Back in the 30's a small airoplane crashed into the local christian high-school killing some dozens of children. The pilot wanted to show off to his mother who lived close by.

Do you believe in coincidence? As quantum physics teaches us, everything is connected and everything that is possible is obligatory; only chance rules. See “Elementary particles” by Michel Houlebecque and “Mobius Dick” by Andrew Crumey.

We have another black spot close by on the J C Wilslaan (mysterious car and bicycle accidents, attacks by a buzzard). The nearby pleasant woods contained one of the largest nazi weapons dumps, and was scene of mass executions. But there are many places of overpowering positive energy too. Do you know what our local free newspaper is called? The three towns triangle. Triangle: ring a bell?

Our area was a centre of intense religious activity in neolithic times. Woodhenges, burial mounds, sacred lakes, ceremonial roads. Apeldoorn has the largest number of churches of different denominations in the Netherlands and a booming New-Age business. Nothing is changed.

The remains of the day (3)

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Remains of orange bunting in the Thuja in our front garden.
2nd May 2009, 17:54   | tags:,comments (1)