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andrewducker ([personal profile] andrewducker) wrote2025-10-18 12:00 pm
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highlyeccentric ([personal profile] highlyeccentric) wrote2025-10-18 02:02 pm
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Peril on the Sea update!

Attempts to Post About Things this week have mostly failed. Instead, let me inform you all that I noticed that The Longest Johns had put out the last of their eight-part series "Pieces of Eight" (instead of an album, eight "singles" of three tracks each). I had actually missed pieces 5, 6 and 7, so I have many shanties and ballads to catch up on.

Currently I am particularly enjoying:



But there is also new-to-me Australiana! And I believe it also ought to be brought to the attention of [personal profile] monksandbones, who I know keeps a playlist of "Peril on the Sea".



The fun thing about this being recorded by the Longest Johns is that Longest Johns fans keep a "longest song" wiki with surprisingly good historical info and links out to other sites. Why have I never heard this "Traditional Australian folk song"? Well, the answer is it probably just wasn't that popular. "Folkstream" quote John Meredith, who in a later publication said he had collected the song in 1954 from Mary Byrnes, who at 73 recalled having sung it as a child (late 1880s or early 1900s).

The wreck in question was of a steamship travelling between Melbourne and Newcastle, which foundered off Jervis Bay in 1876.1 The lyrics as recorded at Folkstream, from Meredith's version and from a contributor's father, have the look of "ballad made to go in newspapers".

I guess John Meredith didn't like the song that much - a founding member of The Bushwhackers, many of the lesser-known folk songs in their discography were drawn from his collecting work. And so the song, or at least the tune, passed out of all knowledge, until, when chance came, it ensnared a new musician...

The Longest Song says that Australian folk artist Kate Burke found it in the Australian Folk Music Archives in the NLA - they cite Mainly Norfolk, but only one of the sources quoted there says she was the one who found it. The quote from Burke and her collaborator Ruth Hazelton says they were given Meredith's 1954 recording of Mary Byrne singing by Chris Sullivan (mind you, when I look up the late Chris Sullivan talking about his PhD research, not only does it seem that his contribution was working with the _music_ of Australian folk song, not just the lyrics, but a substantial chunk of the tapes in his collection he found in the NLA).

One way or the other, Kate Burke transcribed Mary Byrnes' version, and added the refrain. Her basic arragement and refrain are now the standard for all subsequent recordings. That explains why the refrain feels... different. The tune continues but the style is different (although I also think I have encountered this mix of ballad with lullaby-esque refrain before, in other modernised folk songs).

But wait, there's more! I can use Trove too, friends, I can use Trove too. Mary Byrne also pops up in the newspaper record: in 1954 (the same year she spoke to John Meredith), she appears to have spoken with, and sung for, a Russel Ward, who recorded the lyrics of The Wreck of the Dandenong in an article for the Sydney Morning Herald (25 May 1954). Ward specifically notes that Byrne recalls this as a song she sang during harvest time, part of a class of songs which, Ward feels, are unknown in the city or even in coastal settlements.

I could only fish two results out of Trove: the earlier one provides not a song, but a poem. The Newcastle Sun, on 12 September 1931 commemorated the 56th (why?) anniversary of the sinking of the Dandenong on its childrens' page, complete with a poem which pretty closely resembles the version collected by Meredith - but more closely matches the fragmentary version which folkstream published, sent in by Margaret Lloyd-Jones according to the memory of her father Mick Frawley of Toowoomba (QLD). The Newcastle Sun in 1931 attributes the poem to James Brennan of Anvil Creek, near Greta (NSW), and report that it was sent to them by his daughter Mrs R L M Robinson, of Mereweather West (NSW).

I don't have access to a copy of John Meredith and Hugh Anderson's "Folk Songs of Australia and the Men and Women Who Sang Them" (various editions 1960-something-1980-something), but the google books snippet for volume 2 of the 1987 edition tells me that someone named Harry sang them a version to "quite different" tune, which was in fact so close to Auld Lang Syne that the said Harry slipped seamlessly from one to the other.

Now, it's quite possible that the daughter of James Brennan misremembered her father's authorship. I'm annoyed that I can't find any earlier printing of that poem than 1931 - a very plausible origin for a little-known folk song with two tunes, one relatively distinct and one very close to Auld Lang Syne would be if people had independently picked up a poem and set it to music - one resulting in the current tune, with drift in lyrics over time, and the other set originally to Auld Lang Syne, with slight drift in the tune over time through musician-to-musician teaching/adjusting. Mouvance, as I am obliged as a medievalist to say.

This has been: peril on the sea, and voyages into Trove.nla.gov.au.

Edit: of all the things that are Wrong on The Internet, I do not know why this one is the first thing to actually impel me to edit a wiki, but screw it, I have made a fandom.com wiki editing account and added the citations from Trove to the Longest Song. The WaybackMachine has a record of the version of the page that I used originally.

1. Observers of niche Australian facts may know that while most of the bay and its shore are within NSW, most of the southern headland - including Jervis Bay Village and Wreck Bay village - are an exclave consituting perhaps the least-notable Territory of Australia: the Jervis Bay Territory, exclaved from NSW in 1915 to provide a port for the future capital. It currently has a naval base, it is administered directly by the Federal Government (in addition, the Wreck Bay Aboriginal Community Council exercises various governance functions over about 90% but not all of the Territory). The laws of the ACT apply there, and its residents vote in the Division of Fenner (same as ACT residents) for Federal elections, but it is not part of the ACT and its residents do not vote in ACT elections. All of this postdates the wreck of the Dandenong, I just wanted to share these largely useless facts.
the cosmolinguist ([personal profile] cosmolinguist) wrote2025-10-17 11:10 pm

First date

A couple weeks after Gary died, back when I still looked at Facebook (I gave it up early this year), I got a Facebook ad for Borrow My Doggy. I told V it's like tinder for dogs) and they were like "oh that might be a good idea actually" so I've signed up.

Filling in the profile was kinda funny: since I was doing it on behalf of all of us, I felt like I was saying "hey, my metamour and our boyfriend and I saw you from across the dog park and we like your vibe..."

Like I understand dating apps for humans to work, results have varied. One person ghosted on us once we got to the details of where we live and stuff, one person's timing wasn't good (my professed ability to host was stymied by the request coming only a couple weeks after Mr. Smith joined the household which was deemed too much for the little blind cat so soon after his second move this year).

Someone great got in touch -- a couple that were moving to the area and both they and their dogs needed friends; they described the dogs as possibly a little bit of a handful but it sounded like, uh, a walk in the park after the intensity we'd gone through in the last couple years of being Gary's humans. Still I much prefer owners who go "my dog(s) can be a lot, it's fine if you don't want that inflicted on you!" and it ends up feeling like a little bit of an exaggeration...rather than vice versa: the ones who tell you "my dog is so perfect and he's never misbehaved" and then the dog is an ill-trained nightmare.

I assured them that we'd be there whenever they'd gotten moved and settled in and whatnot. And then I didn't hear for a few months and I forgot. Until the other day, the person got back in touch full of apologies for how long it had taken. Which is fine of course, we're still here and life is a lot and I was still delighted to meet her and her dogs.

And we arranged a date! Today after work V and I met her and her dogs at the park nearest us and it was brilliant. The dogs, standard wire-haired dachshunds Rufus and Coco, were so fun and their human was full of the kind of details I'd have offered so of course I think this is what conscientious owners should do, heh: how to manage their weaknesses (they get very excited about squirrels) and enjoy their strengths (Rufus loves everyone and he also loves treats). Coco isn't allowed off-lead right now because of recent Naughtiness; Rufus is better from an operation on his spine but not as spritely as he was before. She and her partner haven't been going out a lot since they moved here because they don't like to leave the dogs on their own for that long even though she knows the dogs are fine and I could tell her I was exactly the same with Gary. (There was a lot of "we were like that with Gary" -- but not as much as there was "oh Gary was way worse.")

We had a great time, and I'm sad D wasn't well enough to join us but I want there to be more visits. It made my heart feel full in a way I haven't been able to access in the last ten months. Dogs are so good.

By the time we got home, I already had a new message:

Hey thanks so much for coming to meet us. You were a big hit! Just message me if you want to meet again. As I said though, no pressure whatsoever.

Bless her, we were so effusive with praise for her and both dogs, and she's still like "it's fine if you cannot face these nightmares again."

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kaberett ([personal profile] kaberett) wrote2025-10-17 10:53 pm
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did some errands

Debit card in amended name theoretically on its way to me. Two sets of Objects belonging to Players are now OUT OF MY HOUSE and IN THE HANDS OF ROYAL MAIL. And on the way back up the hill, when I was in less of a hurry, I paused to Observe Some Plants.

Ergo: Some Plants.

grey brick container merging seamlessly with floor, dark green hebe, firey autumnal decorative maple

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anais_pf ([personal profile] anais_pf) wrote in [community profile] thefridayfive2025-10-17 02:07 pm

The Friday Five for 17 October 2025

These questions were originally suggested by [livejournal.com profile] sumrsue79.

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4. Have you introduced anyone to LJ (or DW)?

5. Is your LJ (or DW) public or friends only, and why?

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andrewducker ([personal profile] andrewducker) wrote2025-10-17 08:01 am
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Photo cross-post


The neighbours are putting in a front drive. The children were delighted to get a go.
Original is here on Pixelfed.scot.

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squirmelia ([personal profile] squirmelia) wrote2025-10-17 09:51 am
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Mudlarking 53 - a bus stop, a jack, marbles and hat polish

I was up late at a party on Saturday so chose to go to Chelsea on Sunday where low tide was a bit later in the day.

Bus stop

Bus stop

I didn't take:

A bus stop. I waited on the foreshore, but no bus arrived. Swans dwelled for a while nearby on the water and I wondered if they wanted to catch the bus too. Where would it go, this bus, which surely must be an amphibious vehicle, and may well be magical?

A combination padlock. I did pick it up initially as I thought finding a padlock was like being in a real life escape room, but then I put it down again as it was quite heavy, and I hadn't come to a conclusion on what I would do with it.

A safe.

A brick that said “Owen”.

There seemed to be less litter and also less shells this time.

Mudklarking finds - 53.4

I did take:

A green jack, a Victorian game piece, which would have been part of a game known as knucklebones.

A Codd bottle glass marble. Codd bottles held carbonated drinks and were designed in 1872. The marble would be pushed against the washer, sealing the bottle.

A glass marble with a red swirly inside, like I had when I was a child.

A nice handle from something, maybe a hand tool.

cut for sadness )

Mudlarking finds - 53.1

Mudlarking finds - 53.2

Lots of bits of glass:

Part of a torpedo bottle. These were designed to be laid on their side and filled with carbonated beverages.

Part of a small dark blue glass bottle - possibly a medicine bottle?

A strangely bowl-shaped bit of glass which shines with rainbow colours as the glass has degraded. I'm unsure what this would have been. Any ideas?

Part of an R Whites bottle. Perhaps it could have been filled with lemonade or one of the other many flavours of soft drink from R Whites. Apparently at the beginning of the 20th century more than 40 flavours were on sale.

One bit that says “onaut” on it, which probably would have said “Argonaut” and would have been filled with hat polish. Probably Victorian. Hat polish!!

“Imperial pint” - probably from a beer bottle.
“Perth Whisky”
“This is”
Two bits that say something like “No deposit charge” on them, could again be R Whites.

Some big chunks of Staffordshire style Slipware.

Mudlarking finds - 53.3

I was not too far from the Vivienne Westwood Invader, so went to see that afterwards:
Invader - #LDN_155
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andrewducker ([personal profile] andrewducker) wrote2025-10-16 09:31 pm
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Life with two kids: one of whom will sleep

It would be awesome if I didn't have to have an argument with Gideon about bedtime every single night.

Sophia doesn't do that any more. I wonder at what age he'll grow out of it.
The Law and Policy Blog ([syndicated profile] david_allen_green_feed) wrote2025-10-16 10:37 am

What the Chinese spying case witness statements reveal

Posted by David Allen Green

16th October 2025

The Law and Policy Blog ([syndicated profile] david_allen_green_feed) wrote2025-10-15 10:44 am

Trying to make sense of the nonsensical decision to drop the Chinese spying prosecutions

Posted by David Allen Green

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kaberett ([personal profile] kaberett) wrote2025-10-14 11:25 pm

some good things make a post

  1. did eventually get myself out to the plot (after aborting the first attempt and going back to bed when I realised I'd made it almost to the main road without my bike helmet). successfully acquired More Saffron.
  2. cooked a lot of beetroot, most of which I grew, for dinner -- one of the books I acquired from Oxfam just for interest, The Modern Vegetarian, has a "textures of beetroot": keftedes, tzatziki, a bulgur pilaf and a salad using the greens. I had a mix of colours, and the ombre gold-to-pink were very pretty in the salad. (and picking over the leaves very, very carefully yielded a tiny snail! who is now in the viv.)
  3. I am continuing very slowly on the mend from the probably-a-cold from nearly a month ago: today I didn't get any active minutes walking up and down inside the house to hit step goal.
  4. the post brought Fancy Chocolate. even some of it is Fancy Chocolate in my preferred flavour of same!
  5. I have somehow achieved having my accounts almost agree with reality about how much cash is in my wallet! and I think I've found the remains of at least one Missing Receipt in the back pocket of a set of trousers, which does at least provide an explanation. it is very satisfying when I actually manage this.
the cosmolinguist ([personal profile] cosmolinguist) wrote2025-10-14 08:46 pm
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Scholarly

Do I want to do a masters in disability studies or do I just want an institutional login and a reading list.

I think this a lot, but I was inspired to think it today because I had a fun conversation with a friendly acquaintance who is also disabled and has a much more academic background than me and it was just so nice to have a conversation about disability that's not 101-level all the time because it was with another disabled person. We talked about lived experience vs. adjacent experience (like having a disabled immediate family member), the social model of transness, diagnosis overshadowing... It was so good for me.

I work for one of the big disability charities which is on the toddler side of that "talking about gender with cis people" meme that I also think applies to any area of marginalization (I am honored to sometimes get to quietly observe the conversations black and brown people have among themselves about race and racism). Of course my household and my friend circle is full of crips and queers but I spend so much time at work and most of the rest of it thinking about work lately that I forget how good it is to have a break from that 101-level stuff.

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squirmelia ([personal profile] squirmelia) wrote2025-10-14 06:15 pm

Mudlarking 52 & a mudlarking exhibition

I got to the foreshore about two hours before low tide so had plenty of time to search on this day. I put on my wellies and squelched through the mud to the beach outside the National Theatre.

I prised a bit of a jar from the mud and then my gloves were muddy from then on.

There were a few other people mudlarking too along this stretch and lots of people about on the foreshore as it was a sunny Saturday. At the beach outside Gabriel’s Wharf (Ernie’s Beach) sand sculptures were being made, and then a large plastic seal also appeared and people were taking photos with the seal.

That day I found:

Three round glass objects. These seem to have a Tibetan inscription on them and I believe they have a Buddhist water blessing written on them.

A sun earring.

A small button.

A sherd with a wing on it.

A sherd that says “YAL BILE CLUB” on it and has a Royal Doulton mark. I believe this is from the Royal Automobile Club. I assumed it must be the same as the RAC, but it seems that the RAC formed from a members’ club called the Royal Automobile Club, before splitting from it, so it must be from that, and not actually the RAC that deal with broken down cars. It may have looked like this jug on Ebay: https://www.ebay.co.uk/itm/375154058207

A shard of glass that says “HE” on it, although it probably once said “THE”.

Mudlarking finds - 52.1

A sherd that says "ASBO" on it, although really those letters were probably from different words.

Mudlarking finds - 52.2

A sherd that says “Admiralty Luncheon” on. I believe this may have come from the Admiralty House luncheon club.

Mudlarking finds - 52.3

(You need a permit to search or mudlark on the Thames foreshore.)

The Southbank was busy. I had intended to get a coffee and a snack from Nagare but when I got there, the queue was so long that I decided to just cross the Millennium Bridge. The chewing gum art by Ben Wilson on the bridge was looking fresh.

I reached St Paul's where there was a mudlarking exhibition. I overheard someone saying that if you find something at a spot you keep going back there, like an addiction.

I spoke to a mudlark who showed me a penknife he'd found and let me hold it, as well as the top of a money box used to collect money at the Globe Theatre.

I spoke to another mudlark who asked me what I'd found so far and said as long as I am enjoying it, that's the main thing, and wished me luck.

I liked looking at other people’s collections.
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andrewducker ([personal profile] andrewducker) wrote2025-10-14 04:49 pm
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Surely someone has done the maths on vaccinations.

Today I spent £108 on getting myself vaccinated against Flu and Covid.

Which led me to wonder what the cost of days off is to the economy. And how far off we are from it being worth the government vaccinating everyone.

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