Monthly Archives: April 2007

Cycling Environmental politics

I may fall off in shock…

Today’s Evening Standard – paper of the Volvo and SUV-driving classes of suburban and commuter London – is splashing (at least in an early edition) with “New Battle for Safer Cycling”, including its very on 12-point charter for safer cycling.

That includes one of my current favourite bugbears – a call for enforcement of advanced stop lines for cyclists – a point I was pondering this morning while wondering if the white van splayed completely across the cyclists’ space – yes that green-coloured bit with cycles painted all over it, not white vans – was planning to go straight ahead or left.

He didn’t have an indicator on, but of course that means nothing, and he was pointed in if anything a rightways direction, but then lots of drivers can’t turn left without first swinging out to the right. So I took the safe(r) option and stayed behind him, although that meant I didn’t get space at the lights.

But still … a double-page spread in the Standard (by Andrew Gillligan) – maybe police might start to enforce the law now?

Environmental politics

A small, crowded and slow-moving island

I seem to have had a whirl over the past couple of days, going from one end of London to the other, and one side of the region to the other. But a very slow whirl.

On Friday night I went from Cyprus (very nearly to Beckton) on the Docklands Light Rail (where I’d been giving a short talk about media jobs at the University of East London – and met, among many other interesting people the writer of this site on Korean film) to Richmond for dinner with a friend visiting from Brussels. That from far east London to far west.

Anyone who knows London will by now be sucking their teeth – you seem to be able to get across Paris in the blink of an eye, but London, ah London. I made Cyprus to Richmond in about one hour 30 mins, with a 10-minute Tube pause at Gloucester Road for “signal problems”, and considered I’d done pretty well. And the diners had even kindly waited for me to order their main courses.

Then yesterday it was off to Brighton for a spot of Green Party canvassing – which should be a simple quick train journey of about an hour. But of course it was the weekend – but while it was still possible to take the train, that now took 2 hours 20 mins, and the recommended route was train to Three Bridges then replacement bus service – screaming down the motorway at a London bus’s top speed – scary stuff. And by the time I got back I’d of course missed the last Tube, and had a crawling No 29 nightbus journey journey through the West End to Somer’s Town – probably would have been just as fast to walk.

One day perhaps Britain will sort out its public transport. But I wouldn’t care to bet on it.

Politics Science Women's history

Rethinking aging

An excellent piece in the New Yorker about how most modern medicine is getting old age utterly wrong. There’s a fascinating mini-account of a life, and some surprising medical treatment:

She was eighty-five years old, with short, frizzy white hair, oval glasses, a lavender knit shirt, and a sweet, ready smile….She had a high-school education, and during the war she’d worked as a riveter at the Charlestown Navy Yard. She also worked for a time at the Jordan Marsh department store in downtown Boston. But that was a long time ago. She stuck to home now, with her yard and her terrier and her family when they visited.

Environmental politics

Britain. April.

The Government has advised that people should avoid making unnecessary short car journeys today to reduce the formation of ozone.

We’re in the warmest April recorded in Britain, three degrees above the long-term mean.

Frightening really isn’t an adequate adjective.

Blogging/IT History

Potentially useful

A site that lets you publish, I gather anything up to book length and that will automatically format it, online while not letting people copy and paste the material – the same sort of view as you get in Amazon. Open Floodgate – unfortunate name and horribly cheesy introduction, but still might be useful.

(And since I’m linking, might I also point interested persons to the History Carnivals Aggregator – listing upcoming and just posted carnivals.)

Environmental politics

Community action

Just a small piece of good news for a Saturday morning:

Modbury, a small Devon town, has decided to ban plastic bags – unilaterally.

Things like this will not of course save the planet, but millions and millions of small actions like this could make a dent in the problem, and help convince governments to convert rhetoric to action – which they are going to have to admit they need to take.