Wednesday, 23 May 2012

Being Forward

I've been applying for jobs a lot this year, and the process of answering the same old questions on various different online application forms can become rather wearing. So I thought it would be strange relief to spend some time answering different, if equally probing questions about myself. There was a time, back before Facebook, when email was the principal means of communication, and when friends would annoy each other with forwarded circulars. One flavour of forward was the "get to know you" questionnaire, and I spent a good part of last night dredging up some examples from the internet and bolting them together. The result is the best part of 200 questions (I lost count too many times) designed to lay bare my very nature, and I have answered these questions, because I am daft like that. It is a fine example of "too much information", but it beats those evil drop-down menus that have been torturing me these the last few months.

What time did you start this bloody rigmarole?
I only found this question quite late in the process, so I can only give a vague answer of about 8pm last night. Most of the answers were written that evening. It is currently 15:12 the next day and I am making what I intend to be the penultimate pass through these questions before publication.

What time did you get up this morning?
About 10:33ish. The radio comes on at 10:28, and there was an interesting bit on Woman's Hour about parents complaining about what their kids are being taught. This dragged me from the grog of having been interrupted from a dream in which I met a cuckoo on the French coast who was a dead ringer for the one in the AA Book of British Birds. Back in the halcyon days of unemployment I would get up at about 3pm, assuming my body could break free of its sleep-paralysis. At the moment I just work afternoons, so I get a bit of a lie-in, which suits me nicely as the Earth's usually warmed up sufficiently by then.

Diamonds or Pearls? 
As a good librarian I love me my pearls!

What was the last film you saw at the cinema?
I think it was Senna at some horrible multiplex. I used to go to the pictures a lot in the early '00s, but then the local independent cinema changed hands and stopped showing anything interesting.

What is your favourite TV show?
As a child, The Adventure Game. As an adult, anything presented by Jonathan Meades.

Gronda Gronda.

What is your favourite radio show?

What did you have for breakfast?
Breakfast / lunch was a thick slice of granary bread and butter.

What do you usually have for breakfast?
That's my usual lunch. Sometimes I will go further and have a crisp sandwich. If I were getting up earlier I would normally have for breakfast a thin slice of bread with a small amount of butter. I would rather have a Bloody Mary and pain au chocolat, of course, but I'm normally not quite that decadent.

What is your middle name?
See the penultimate question.

What is your favourite cuisine? 
I was not a lover of food in my youth, but recently my tastes have broadened. I'll have a Sri Lankan starter, an Italian main, and something Turkish for afters, please.

Indian or Italian cuisine?
This is the second of a number of binary questions, and as with most of them it rather disregards most of the options offered by the rest of the world. Still, as demonstrated in the previous answer, I do very much like Italian food. 

What foods do you dislike?
Sprouts. Other things too, but none more than sprouts.

 Brrr...

What makes you run late?
Constantly changing my mind about what I should wear. And the First bus company.

What X-Rays have you had?
I have pretty weird teeth: a naturally odd number of them, four of which are milk-teeth that had nothing beneath them. Consequently I went through a phase where I had my cheek irradiated twice a year. The same dentists later got into trouble for having done a lot of unnecessary x-rays and other extras on people, though in my case it was probably more justified than in some.

What are your favourite crisps? 
Seabrook. They used to have such a wonderful range of flavours, though most of them have been discontinued. It's hard to pick a favourite, though Canadian Ham is pretty special.

What is your favourite type of music?
I like a broad range of stuff. I used to sell avant-garde and experimental music, I used to write and play spacey pop-rock, I've got a website dedicated to Eurovision, and most of what I listen to on Spotify is classical (mainly Verdi, Bach or Mahler). I am not so keen on lounge-jazz.

What is your favourite CD at the moment? 
In the CD trivet on the hi-fi next to me are: two Christmas compilations, Deerhoof vs Evil, Mahler 2 and Mahler 6, while Heather Nova's Glow Stars is on the CD player I use when I'm in the bath. The last tape I listened to was a compilation of stuff. As for LPs, I tend to put them away when I've finished with them, and it's been a while since I had one on. I don't recall what it might have been. The last mp3 I played on my computer was "Wunderbar" by Sparks, while Spotify is currently playing "Bonnie & Clyde" by Bardot and Gainsbourg. Adam and Joe are mid-way through a show on the mp3 player of my telephone.

What kind of car do you drive?
I am driven in a Volvo bus.

In men/women what characteristic do you look for?
A shared passion, an inspirational character, understanding, and an expression that turns me to jelly.

What's you favourite sandwich? 
Crisp.

What characteristics do you despise?
I'm quite easy-going, really. Thatcherites piss me off, obviously. But as far as the little things go, I'd probably have to say apostrophe-obsessiveness and lack of empathy.

Are you right or left handed?
Keggy, but only for one-handed stuff (e.g. writing, spoons).

What's your favourite item of clothing? 
It changes with my tastes and mood. I'm still terribly fond of a soft and cosy purple polo-neck I've had since my first time at uni and which has kept me company through many a chilly autumn evening, and as a sucker for inter-war fashion I do love the flapper-y dress I wore for Children in Need last year.

Me and my favourite jumper back in 2008
when I appear to have been a one-legged zombie.

If you could go anywhere in the world where would you go?
This is a toughy... The world is a big place, and here I get a chance to go absolutely anywhere, public or private, accessible or not... I'd probably settle on some interesting piece of architecture somewhere, but I'd have to give some proper thought as to what.

Who are your favourite singers?
Callas and Corelli; Dusty, Brel, Freddie Mercury, Shirley Collins, Roy Orbison, Josephine Foster, Nico, Gina Birch, Mark E. Smith...

What colour is your bathroom? 
Avocado.

What's your favourite brand of clothing?
I mostly shop at H&M, New Look and Dorothy Perkins, but then here in Sheffield we don't have an awful lot of choice in that regard.

To where would you want to retire?
My dreams.

What's your favourite time of day? 
I like the time 11:11, but I am at my most creative after midnight so I shall say then.

What was your most memorable birthday?
It was a party in my early teens. I had planned a series of games, but two guests failed to appear, ruining the teams and the timing of the afternoon. Then one of the guests accidentally pulled down a shelf full of books in my bedroom. It was a disaster but it taught me never to rely too much on a plan because plans can all too easily unravel.

What goal do you have for yourself?
To be in charge of a special collection and to be myself.

What did you want to be when you were little?
I sense that this is a question regarding my career ambitions, which varied from week to week. Perhaps my earliest such ambition was to be Maggie Philbin, while Johnny Ball's career history made me briefly consider teaching. I once turned the study into a library, brandishing a rubber stamp beyond a prefabricated turnstile. But for most of my youth my chosen vocation was "rock star".

 Look, she's even holding the Domesday Disc!
Who wouldn't aspire to this?

When is your birthday?
January.

What shampoo do you use?
Dove.

What soap do you use?
Coal tar.

How many weddings have you been in?
I had a principal supporting role in a wedding last year. Until then I had only observed.

When is your Anniversary?
I am not currently romantically involved.

Where were you born?
Sheffield.

What are your favourite sports to watch? 
I enjoy watching curling.

What are your favourite sports to listen to?
Test Match Special is a magical thing.

What is your favourite saying?
All the world will be your enemy, Prince of a Thousand enemies. And when they catch you, they will kill you. But first they must catch you...

What laundry detergent do you use?
I have no fixed brand, but I avoid Daz.

Coke or Pepsi?
I am addicted to Coke.

Gummi bears or jelly beans?
I was always rather fond of those fish things you get in boiled spice. And let us not forget kali.

Pizza or burger?
Pizza is perhaps my favourite foodstuff.

Gold or silver?
It always used to be silver, but I've been wearing a lot of browns lately so I seem to wear more gold these days.

Paper or plastic?
A curious pair. If we're talking baggage, I'll go with paper, though I suspect the toss-up actually refers to money where again my answer would be paper. So paper.

Do you have a hobby?
I have many many hobbies. I love to toy with maps: I've got a fantasy Sheffield on the go which seeks to marry together the grand unrealised schemes of old city centre masterplans and restores to being some of my favourite demolished buildings. Then there is my Domesday project for King Constance: scaled-up settlements based on populations given in the Domesday survey are plotted on a map of that part of England bound by York in the north and Derby in the south, with sea-level raised to five metres (the smallest increase possible based on standard Ordnance Survey mapping). The land is coloured according to the political makeup of council wards, with three or more adjacent wards of like politics creating a political entity on the map. It’s all rather silly and pointless, but good fun to make and curiously educational.

 Here be councillors...

For about a decade I spent a good deal of my time playing Microprose's Grand Prix computer games, to the point that I had developed an alternate universe of teams, results, governing bodies and politics stretching as far as 2041. This last season was halted for a time when my old computer died, wiping out several races, and it took me a while to a) resolve a series of compatibility issues between my game and my new computer, and b) to have the heart to repeat half of what had been a particularly thrilling season. Then I went to university again, and my Grand Prix fantasy world remains poised on the verge of the 2042 pre-season testing period. Given that the real world of Formula One has become just about as silly as my made up one, it's probably best to let it catch up.

A brief phase of The Sims contaminated my life for a while, and I still play the odd bit of Sim City, and other games like Scrabble and Tetris, but recently I have returned to what remains one of the greatest wonders of computer game development: Elite.

I first played Elite on the Acorn Electron, with the quilt hammocked over me to make a spaceship, though I never really got to grips with the finer points of space trading. At uni, I played it on the Amiga, and in the mid '00s I played the old PC version and attained the status "Archangel". Now there is Oolite, a sprawling reworking supported by a community of enthusiasts producing a wealth of expansion packs to improve and expand the gameplay. It is really very good, and great swathes of my time disappear as I make my way from system to system. I always like to tinker with my computer games, and this is no exception. I have designed my own improved HUD, always give any new ship I buy a respray, and I'm currently working on a tweak to rationalise ship speeds with respect to their capacities. Invariably I do not merely play a computer game, I like to rewrite the entire universe and bend it to my will!

Lining up with a space-station in my Boa Class Cruiser.

Maps, computer games… what else do I do for fun? My website, not least my ongoing Eurovision project, for starters. Then there's the more conventional hobbies such as watching TV and films, reading, listening to music, walking, shopping… I have a strong interest in vintage fashion and spend far too much on clothes I will never get to wear. And on top of all this is my writing: principally my never-to-be-finished novel which feeds upon all these hobbies. If you're going to invest so much time creating an alternate universe of F1 or flying from planet to planet in Elite, you might as well put it to some use… Everything is absorbed into the never-to-be-finished novel which fundamentally still inhabits the same sprawling universe as my childhood fantasy games at infant school.

Do you always drive at the speed limit?
I wouldn't if I drove (too much time playing racing games on the computer, I suspect). Which is partly why I don't.

Do you type with all fingers or by the hunt and peck method?
All the fingers (though rarely the little ones).

Do you play a musical instrument?
Keyboard instruments; electric bass guitar; other guitars with considerably less proficiency.

What is your favourite holiday:
I'm rather fond of Easter.

How many cups of coffee do you drink a day?
On average, the answer lies between 0 and 1.

Are you a morning person or night owl?
Very much the night.

What size shoe do you wear?
My left foot is 6½, my right foot is 7½, and neither are terribly narrow. Consequently I tend to wear a 7 or an 8, dependent on availability as much as anything else.

How tall are you?
About 5'10", depending on posture.

Do you have any children?
I had a doll when I was little but I no longer remember its name.

What is your mother's name?
That's the sort of question my bank asks me.

Have you had any overnight hospital stays?
None since birth.

What is your favourite pet?
I miss my late dog terribly but would not want another. I love cats, but I fear they may return my love in much the same way that angora does.

What is your favourite animal?
Badger. Badger. Badger...



Any news you'd like to share with everyone?
I rather suspect this whole post is more than enough sharing!

What were you supposed to be doing today?
Looking for a new bag (I did much looking but no finding), going to work (tick), coming home and having some dinner (tick), working on a model to improve the realism of ship characteristics in Oolite (half a tick), cobbling together this post (tick), tidying up (cross).

What book are you currently reading?
Metroland by Julian Barnes.

How old are you today?
12,175 days.

What size bed do you sleep in?
Single, with double quilt.

What chore do you most hate?
Dusting surfaces that have lots of things on them.

What is an essential start to your day?
The faint warmth of the sun.

What is your favourite candy bar? 
Fry's Turkish Delight.

What are your favourite childhood memories?
Crawling through the maze-like houses at Pets Corner; building a den in the back garden out of kitchen cabinets; handstands, elastic and bulldog in the school playground.

What are the different jobs you have had in your life?
I managed a record retailer for a bit, before it ran out of money, and I've done a bit of exam invigilation. Since then it's been libraries all the way.

How many years have you been at your current job?
Six and a half.

Do you enjoy your job?
I did, but it's getting a bit dull after six and a half years, and much of the variety that was brought into it early on by various special projects and stock moves has gone. I really want to get somewhere where I can put my MA to good use.

What colour shirt are you wearing?
I'm currently wearing a purple long-sleeve top.

What colour underwear are you wearing?
Pink.

What is your favourite colour? 
It varies quite a bit. When I was little it was yellow. Nowadays I generally favour the pinky-purple side of things, as the above two questions testify.

What's your favourite flower?
Fuchsia.


My favourite flower sporting my favourite colours.

What is your favourite drink?
Water (specifically the stuff in my tap here at home). Also Ardbeg.

Do you have any nicknames?
For various reasons I've never been very comfortable with my given names, but I've never managed to find or have coined anything better. I do quite enjoy being an Evelin on here. Maybe I could get that to stick in real life too!

Do you have any piercings?
I currently have four piercings: two in each ear.

What was the last book you read?
Midnight Robber by Nalo Hopkinson.

What colour are your eyes?
Hazel.

Have you ever been to Africa?
No.

Have you ever been toilet papering?
No.

Have you ever been toilet papered?
No. But I have run out of toilet paper in the past. Fortunately I was in shared accomodation at the time.

Have you ever loved someone so much it made you cry?
Yes. I am a terrible crier.

Have you ever been in a car accident?
A friend of my cousin managed to drive a group of us into a tree. It was all quite exciting: the engine went bang as we leapt out, like we were in a film or something.

Croutons or bacon bits?
Um... As a lapsed vegetarian I think I'll try to be good and say croutons.

What is your favourite day of the week?
Wednesday is a good word, and when I get through it I know that the next weekend is nearer than the last.

What is your favourite restaurant? 
I've been visiting a lot of restaurants in Sheffield recently, and there are too many variables to make it a fair contest, but for value, range, atmosphere and food it has to be a Vietnamese place called Pho 68.

Do you have any siblings?
A dead dog. He's still with me in my dreams.

What's your favourite day of the year?
Quite possibly the day of the Eurovision Song Contest...

What was your favourite toy as a child?
Lego.

Summer or winter?
I like both, but summer gets too hot for me and I get all sweaty and feel horrible. I like that struggle to get warm and cosy of a winter's night.

What's your favourite advertisement? 
For many years I had fond memories of a Carling Black Label TV advert that invaded two other ads, but in hindsight it is less appealing. I think I'd have to turn to print for my favourite ad, and here I am spoilt for choice. There's a great one for immunisation with a crying baby, but I've always found this 1940s ad for Copley's knitting wools and rayon yarns a real joy:

Anyone for tennis?

What are you thinking about?
I'm thinking about my answer to this question. When I'm in bed, that's when I think about other things. I'm currently working out some finer points of that never-to-be-finished novel.

Have you met someone new in the last 24 hours?
Only strangers.

When did you last clean your room?
I am currently part-way through a big tidy-up.

When did you last drive a car?
A real car: in my early teens in a driving lesson with my dad on an airfield in Lincolnshire. A virtual car: over three years ago, now. The steering wheel is very dusty.

How many hours of sleep did you get last night?
Somewhere between eight and nine. I like at least eight.

Do you believe in God?
Not in any interventional sense.

Do you believe in Yourself?
I think therefore I might as well be.

Do you believe in Santa Claus?
Father Christmas had different handwriting to my parents.

Do you believe in destiny/fate?
I believe in coincidence, which I find is just as compelling.

Do you believe in ghosts?
Not in a conventional sense, but my dog once behaved in a weird way around some bits of crashed aeroplane. There's so many great stories but so little compelling evidence; I'll believe in them when I see one.

When do you cry the most?
At films. Bloody manipulative things, films.

Who do you go to for advice?
Usually myself. If that doesn't work, I go to my friends.

Hugs or kisses?
I love to be hugged.

Coffee or tea?
Strong coffee or novelty tea: chai takes some beating, and I have some rather delicious black forest gateau tea which never fails to cheer me up.

Chocolate or vanilla?
Vanilla is one of the greatest flavours in the world. Vanilla Coke was one of the best drinks I've ever had the pleasure of putting in my mouth. Chocolate is wonderful stuff too, especially when cut with milk and particularly with the addition of sugar and nuts, or even chilli. I suspect that here, however, the toss up relates to this alternative next question:

Favourite ice cream?
I love anything fruity and a bit alcoholic. Orange Cointreau, for instance.

Red or white wine?
I like a good red but I can only drink so much of it and not regret it the next day. Consequently I tend to stick to white on nights out, but I'll have red with a meal or late of an evening.

What is your favourite type of beer?
Few things beat a good rich porter or stout.

Cider or Perry?
The best I had of either was a blend of both. I wouldn't mind one right now, in fact. 

How are you today?
Not bad, thanks. The sudden heat's been making me melt a bit, but it feels wrong to complain.

When was the last time you cried?
Last weekend.

What is on the floor of your closet?
Clothes.

What is under your bed?
My video collection, my old Barbie dolls and Transformers, assorted plastic bags and some spare electronic components.

What friend have you had the longest?
I still go drinking with a friend from secondary school about once a week.

What did you do last night?
I was sorting out my wardrobe, and then working on a new texture for my latest ship in Oolite.

What's your favourite smell?
The diesel engine of a narrow-boat as it rises in a lock.

What inspires you?
Dreams, stories, and other people.

What are you afraid of?
Getting things wrong.

Which celebrities do you idolize?
In addition to the aforementioned Philbin et al, Ida Lupino is probably up there, though I'm not really one for idolatry of this nature. 

Plain, cheese or spicy hamburgers?
I like the idea of a spicy cheeseburger. Especially if that cheese is blue.

What's your favorite car?
I always liked the Lamborghini Countach, mainly because it looked like a spaceship.

A Countach prepares for take-off.

Salty or sweet?
I did too much sugar as a youth, and sort of went off it a bit when I got to university. I'm now rather savoury-minded, though I still like a finely crafted bit of sweet now and again.

How many keys are on your ring?
Four, I think. Let me check... no, six.

How many towns have you lived in?
Four. Definitely four this time.

Do you make friends easily?
I'm quite shy and pathetic, but fairly good at gathering acquaintances. Keeping them when we move apart, or developing them into friends; these are areas where I'm less successful, I think. I'm a terrible networker because I'm unassuming to the point of taciturn, and get nervous about making a nuisance of myself. I'm also easily distracted.

What is a date on the calendar that you are looking forward to?
I'm very much looking forward to Saturday: Library Camp and Eurovision!

What was the last thing you ate?
Quorn fillets, chips, beans and gravy, with a slice of granary bread and butter.

Do you wish on stars?
No. I'm not sure I ever have. Maybe that's where I've been going wrong. I do like gazing upwards in awe at them though.

If you were a crayon, what colour would you be?
My most prized crayon was "Maize" because I liked the name. But I'd like to think I'm more a glittery purple.

How is the weather right now?
Hot. Suddenly if not unseasonably hot.

Where is the furthest you have ever been from home?
Lisbon.

Name a small thing you really enjoy?
Heh. My head is suddenly filled with naughty thoughts. How about Islay whisky?

What is your favourite book?
The House at Pooh Corner.

What thing about yourself are you most proud?
My left tit, and my breadth of interests.

What is your favourite album?
God Bless Tiny Tim.

What is your favourite song?
"Ever Since You Told Me That You Love Me (I'm a Nut)" - Tiny Tim


Oh, Tiny...

What is your favourite classical work?
Mahler 2.

What makes you cringe?
Cross-purposes.

If you could do anything, what would you do?
Change the hand I was dealt, or even the whole game.

Where have you been that you will visit again?
Many places. Too many to list in a worthwhile manner.

Where have you been that you will never visit again?
I'd like to avoid Digbeth Bus Station if at all possible. And I don't ever want to spend the night in Leeds city centre again. On a sadder note, there are those places I would like to revisit but never shall, like past homes, old haunts long changed or demolished, and most of all the aforementioned Pets Corner from the perspective of a child. 

What is your favourite film?
Citizen Kane, but that's a boring answer, so I usually say Black Narcissus, Celine & Julie Go Boating, or Watership Down, depending on how playful I feel.

Disney or Warner Brothers?
The latter, and particularly Roadrunner.

Favourite fast food restaurant?
Efes Pizza in York.

What colour is your bedroom carpet?
Black with green and yellow leaves.

How many times did you take your drivers test?
None.

From whom did you get your last email?
Jon Snow.

From whom did you get your last text message?
My dad.

From whom did you get your last phone call?
My dad.

Which store would you choose to max out your credit card?
I would not choose to max out my credit card unless it were being paid off by some wealthy benefactor, in which case: some wonderful second-hand emporium like the Kemptown Trading Post in Brighton.

What do you do most often when you are bored?
I am never bored. I make up little games if needs be. The rules to the washing-up game are too elaborate to relate here.

When's bedtime?
Depends on getting-up time. Ideally about 3am.

Who's the last person with whom you went to dinner?
My good friend @rachelsbickley.

Ford or Chevy?
Some of these questions are very silly, and belie their American origins. I have never been in a Chevrolet, while one of my favourite car designs is the Ford Capri, so I'll say Ford.

What are you listening to right now?
The sound of the computer fan and twittering birds in the garden. 

What music is in your head right now?
"Di Quella Pira" from Il Trovatore.


Alarum!

Lake, Ocean or River?
Canal.

Who makes you laugh?
Many people. Stewart Lee was the last stand-up gig I attended, and he is certainly high in the list.

How many tattoos do you have?
None, yet. I'm a bit tentative about how to go about it. But it's something I intend to do when I finally settle on what I want done.

What are you going to do tomorrow?
Tomorrow I need to buy some fish-food, I shall try to continue my bag-hunt, I shall go to work, I shall come home, and I shall tidy up. Oh yes. I shall tidy up. Mark my words.

Which came first, the chicken or the egg?
Evolutionary theory would rather suggest that the egg pre-dates the chicken.

How many people have you made smile today?
Oooh... um... dunno. About 20? That's a hard one to calculate.

When you look at the world, what do you see?
From this perspective I see a room full of books, musical instruments, hi-fi equipment and computery stuff. Beyond the window I see all sorts of levels of life getting on with existing and occasionally looking around and thinking: this place isn't bad really; why do we make it such hard work for ourselves?

Cats or dogs?
My dog was a very catty sort of dog and I loved him for it.

Good or bad?
That's just silly.

What material object would you ask for if you had one wish to make?
My own home on my own land and to my own plans.

Next planned vacation?
Nothing lined up.

What is something people probably don't know about you?
My middle name?

What time did you finish this bloody rigmarole?
It's now about 8pm the next day, and I'm still dusting off the formatting and adding some illustrations before I come to posting. I hope you've enjoyed this silly playground nonsense. Join me again next week when I'll be making one of those folded paper fortune teller things to determine the colour of your underwear!

Sunday, 20 May 2012

A lick of paint...

It was with some trepidation that I stepped into the bar. Although I would not call myself a regular, I probably go there about once a fortnight. But last time I tried to visit, the place was closed for redecoration. The reason: the previous landlord had decided to call it a day and lease the pub to a local brewery turned pub co.

The ghost of the past.

If anything, the beer range has increased, while the array of whiskies remains excitingly broad. But the formerly yellow walls (and cream ceiling) have been coated in a swamp-like brown-green colour, and seem naked without the paintings of jazz musicians. The blend of blues, jazz and punk that formerly snaked quietly from the speakers has been replaced by a louder selection of largely naff (and occasionally quite bad) pop-rock. With the exception of a retained barman, the staff are clad in uniform black shirts.

These changes may be subtle, and they may not ultimately deter me from the pub, but they are not changes for the better. A place I like has been made less appealing, albeit very very slightly. It could have been a lot worse. It could've been better.

Change can work for the good, of course, as well as for the ill. At a pub I visit with some regularity it was once necessary to avoid the beer on account of the fact that it all tasted the same. Now the beer doesn't taste the same and there's more of it. The rooms are getting redecorated (and not in sludge), and the whole atmosphere is very much improved. The only negative is that the place is now closed on Mondays because the lack of demand that day made it uneconomical to stay open.

People have different tastes. Some people who grew up in a world of keg beer have no time for real ales. Some people prefer lager to bitter, and some don't like beer at all. Some like to drink from the bottle, listen to loud music and play slot machines. Some like to drink from a tankard, listen to sea-shanties, and play bar-billiards. This breadth of attitudes is accommodated by a near-equally broad range of drinking establishments. A town or city may have dozens if not hundreds of bars, pubs, taverns and inns of every persuasion; a village can potentially sustain a couple of options. Even within a single building, space allowing, it is customary to offer more than one drinking environment: a lounge at one end and a tap-room at the other, for example. The hope is that at least one of the rooms will approximate to our respective tastes.

There are less libraries than there are pubs. This gives us less freedom. We may even only have one room with which to play, and it is hard to be all things to all men. Whenever we redecorate we have to balance the needs of our loyal regulars, who've been with us through thick and thin, with that ephemeral untapped market we'd like to tempt within our doors. It is important to keep a firm hold of the baby when draining the bathwater.

The comments in this Guardian article (brought to my attention by @tixylix) make interesting reading. Of course, the cliché goes that no sane person ever wrote to a newspaper, and that such rights of reply are inevitably unbalanced (in at least two senses). But another cliché has it that there is a grain of truth at the heart of a green-inked pearl.

This is not to say that we should never change: there is much about our service which could be considerably improved. But we neglect the interests of our core market at our peril. A quarter of the population are active public library members: almost as many as watch EastEnders. But while we can drop a plane on a soap opera without damaging our viewing figures (such is the hook of the cliff-hanger and the investment in character and narrative) we cannot get away with the same in a library. Markets can be resilient, as Facebook Timeline proves, but that's not necessarily a reason to pu(ni)sh them.

There's another reason why we should be careful. When a pub I used to visit regularly decided to repitch itself as a trendy bar, I found somewhere else to go. This is not difficult: there are a lot of pubs. As we have already noted, there are not a lot of libraries. We offer a unique set of services and if any of those services are withdrawn, the previous users of that service are left with nothing. It's the argument we quite rightly apply to library closures, but it can also be deployed against our own seemingly endemic obsession with being seen as hip and with-it.

In reality it is not a simple battle between conservatism and fashion. It's the economy, stupid, and all that. The fundamental reason for the modifications outlined in all the pubby examples above was a change of hands, and a keenness of the new owners to put their stamp on a place and make it theirs -- often driven in part if not in whole by a desire to increase the number of punters that come through the doors. One can only assume that someone somewhere has determined by some curious means that swamp green walls are a people magnet. Likewise in libraries we often find ourselves forced to pander to a bureaucratic obsession with statistics and measurement, or to accept a pot of money with strings attached. Such is the game, and a very silly game it can be.

On the bright side of the pub, the Librarian's Axiom has it that while we may be suffering in the name of austerity and the 'Big Society', the rub is that demand for our services increases during a time of economic hardship. Add to this all those baby-boomers who are set to retire, get bored, and come through our doors, and we suddenly find that we have plenty of new statistics to pass up to management without having to pick up a single paint-brush. So long as the old paint-job doesn't start peeling...

Sunday, 6 May 2012

A Thousand Tweets In: Another Breakdown

Ten months ago I wrote this analysis of my first 100 tweets from my @SaintEvelin Twitter account. I'd opened the account ten days earlier, feeling the need for a more library and reality focussed presence than my existing, increasingly silly feed. Of those 100 tweets, about a quarter were of a professional bent, and the social majority were benefiting from a greater freedom than the caricature of my previous account allowed. Almost a year on and the tally clocked my 1,000th titbit of twattle. Let's take a closer look at these first 1,000 tweets.

The first thing to note is that 212 of them weren't by me; they were retweets (185 straight retweets and 27 modified or otherwise inline retweets (7 marked using "MT"). 414 of my tweets were specifically directed to one or more other users, while 503 (over half) contained a username at some point within the tweet (476 allowing for the aforementioned inline retweets, leaving 62 others which are in almost all cases further retweet-style references or credits). 206 of my tweets contained a web address, and 247 made use of a hashtag.

Here's a timeline of my twitterings. The wiggly line shows the accumulation of tweets. 


"Hello, World!"
Glastonbury
Dissertating
#libday7
Riots
Hols
Wedding duties
2 long CPD23 posts
Start knitting
CiN fancy dress
Christmas
New Year
My first #uklibchat
#libday8
Reading '70s VINE
Hols
1,000th tweet
Almost certainly, that sort of table-play I just employed for the annotations won't work very effectively in the limited realm of Blogger (if this were a normal web-page I'd've done tool-tips with an image-map), but you get the idea, I hope: a steady stream of tweets punctuated by weekends away from the screen, the odd holiday and the occasional moment of frenzied activity.

As to what I've been tweeting about, here's a not particularly helpful pie-chart:


The greens represent categories of tweeting within the area of Libraries and Information Technology, the reds are Arts and Entertainment, the greys are Conversation and Parish Notices, blues are Science and Sociology, and yellows are Sport. About a third of my twittering is library-related (up from a quarter after the first 100 tweets), with another third devoted to what amusements pass my way. I think this is a fair split, and a reasonable vindication for my setting up of this second account, but I could probably make more of an effort to keep up my Twitter-presence. I average about 3 tweets a day, which is significantly less than some users (albeit significantly more than others).

I leave you with a tabular breakdown of those categories:

LIBRARIES & I.T. ARTS & ENTERTAINMENTS
#libday posts 64
Inoformation Technology 60
Libraries (general) 49
My blog posts 46
Blog retweets 28
Library Camp 21
Workplace tweets 17
Dissertation 13
Google+ 13
Job hunting 12
Twitter 11
e-texts 9
Library education 9
Jokes and amusing tweets 77
Fashion 50
Television 45
Music 24
Food and Drink 20
Literature and words 20
Eurovision 19
Glastonbury 19
Knitting 16
Radio 15
Photographs 13
Film 12
"Labyrinth" 6
Design 5
"Chalet School" 4
Travel 3
Lego 2


CONVERSATION & STATUS SCIENCE & SOCIOLOGY
General conversation 149
Parish Notices 32
Tweets about me 7
Feminisim 31
Politics 15
Public transport 12
Riots 8
Wildlife 7
Last shuttle flight 5
Wasps 4
Weather 2

SPORT
Cricket 10
Football 5
Formula 1 4