It is noon on a frustrating and miserable weather Monday September 24th, 2012.
It is now 12.30 having had to spend further time with sorting out the computer printer relationship after a page got stick in the printer, All the usual actions to return to printer normality failed so I had to reboot the computer and then found that the printer performed operations which had been locked out before and with resulted in printing the album edition of the last published Blog twice, after an earlier printing when I had forgotten to ensure it was printing in black only and not using colours where previously problems had resulted in some cartridges not being recognised by the machine.
The only positive is that the forecast torrential rain and storm winds have not struck although this doe snot means that they will not come later. The consequence of the delays and sleeping through until 9 am is that I am six and sevens and will have to take myself in hand to turn the day around and achieve what had been planned upon waking.
13.40 Just enjoyed completing a long questionnaire about the Olympic Games Experience and now cooking a pork chop with vegetables from frozen. Will get myself ready to go out after completing some work chores and some writing for a good shop after defrosting the freezer. I must write up my visit to the Paralympic Games
14.45 I have previously mentioned problems with one of my credit cards which the company without prior notice decided the best solution was to issue a new card, so the one being used was permanently blocked, fortunately I had another card with me, and then the code arrived but not the card until this morning. I had a merry time trying to work out how to activate on lien and then discovered that while I can view the code I cannot change it on line but have to go to a cash machine which means I have to remember the new code anyway or write it down. Hopefully that is not sorted.
It continuing to be that kind of day as for some reason I turned the gas off after it was on so that when I went for the pork chop and veg, while the veg was ready the pork chop remained uncooked and had to eat later. It reminds of the night when I went to bed recently and first left the phone downstairs and then the mask which I had taken down for a clean and a third visit although I cannot remember the reason except that I came down three times.
I have also being dealing with the subsidence issue in the Back Lane but more on that after I get the promised call back although given previous experience I will not hold my breadth and will go out for a good shop regardless and take the opportunity to change the card code despite the weather with the wind seeming to be gathering some pace.
The good news is that there appears to be no change in the car insurance and breakdown service charges for the coming year and I still need to check if an allowance for being a member of a particular union has been taken into consideration. We live in hope. Now it is time for some Montalbano my favourite of favourite European police detectives, even better that Wallander, Maigret, Poirot and the rest. I have not yet got to read the books recently acquired.
On impulse I decided to listen to another of the BBC radio plays on the Le Carré books on George Smiley A Murder of Quality written I suspect when Le Carré was unsure which direction his character would take as it does not concern the world of spies and the London Circus but a who dun it in which the plot is fairly stock and at times difficult to take in a first hearing. George had required and living alone when he is contacted by a war time circus colleague who edits a religious newspaper and who has received a letter from a woman fearing her husband was trying to kill her who is the wife of a master at a public school called Calne (the spelling is mine) and where the brother of another former colleague also teaches. His contact sounds rather like Connie of later books
In addition to Simon Russell Beale in the role of George Smiley it features Geoffrey Palmer as the master at a public school called Fielding whose brother George regarded as a friend.
He agrees and telephones Fielding only to find that the woman has been battered to death and that a local lunatic is suspected and has gone on the run. He then contact the police who pouts him touch with a local Inspector who he meets the following day to hand over the letter that had been received. The inspector as in the first book where he meet Inspector Mendal is more than willing to seek the advice of George and then his direct help as the public school is a closed community with little contact with the outside world.
The first problem is to determine motive but as the play progresses it emerges that the dead woman although religious was more than harmless gossip but someone who enjoyed hurting and controlling people, with a temper and as it emerges capable of blackmail where she realises that one of the masters at the school, George’s contact no less had been involved in a homosexual offence appearing before magistrates one of whom was her father although how she was able to make the connection is not disclosed. While the attention of the police does switch to the husband who is arrested when comes to see George whom is amazingly free with giving his address in addition to phone number to strangers.
The local woman described a lunatic is indeed funny peculiar and frightening to those who do not understand and mental illness and to some who do. She appears implicated where she has possession of costume jewellery belonging to the deceased and a coat which the woman had collected for a charity proving clothing to Hungarian refugees, a cause which the white was closely associated and sent regular parcels of those she had collected. She is not involved.
The man responsible for the death her is in fact Fielding. He was brought back to the school at the end of the end of World War II by the head on the basis of being temporary without a contract and this had remained the position which meant he would not receive a pension. The woman and tormented him and he had planned to get rid of her and implicate the mad woman unaware that she written the letter about her husband.
He was also responsible for the death of senior school boy academically struggling but a cellist with promise. He had looked into a music case and seen clothing which the murderer and used had used and then sent to the Refugee Committee in the hope.
There was some philosophy about the relatively of truth and the way UK society was changing from an era when gentlemen had worn evening dress and ladies special dresses and social behaviour was clearly defined and the subject for comment if individuals failed to conform or appreciate standards. The more I have reflected on the play the more I find it is of no consequence as I suspect the book. The only interest is the involvement of George as an interlude when it appears he too little to do other than reflect on his past life and the failed marriage.
To contact and find that the woman was battered to death after having a meal with her husband with Fielding. Through a contact he is put in contact with an Inspector Rigby appointed to investigate the case. A senior officer at the station attended the school and is interested and there are various oddness, including that although she said she had not contact someone at her local church she mentioned her fears but not more two weeks before she had written to the journal edited by Georges former friend.
He takes the letter to the Inspector and agrees to give advice because the school is a closed community to the local community. Who hated this woman to kill her? He muses to his former colleague
23.50 The rain is coming in on the desk although I prepared well I am concerned what will happen if it continues for any length of time given the forecast that it will do so through the night until the morning with a month or more rain falling
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