#Southampton Hospital

[familythings]

Historic Milestone: First Pediatric Surgery with Robots in the UK

In a groundbreaking leap for pediatric medicine, the United Kingdom has reached a remarkable milestone by successfully conducting its inaugural robotic-assisted surgery on a child. This momentous procedure unfolded at Southampton Children’s Hospital, marking the dawn of a new era of meticulous and compassionate medical interventions tailored to younger patients. The Versius Surgical Robotic…

[lonestarbattleship]

"HMHS Britannic 1916" by Alexandr Filin: link.

"HMHS Britannic at the port of Southampton, on the evening of November 11, 1916. This is her last night at home!

It took me about two months to create this drawing. Everything was painted by hand, except for water, I mirrored the surroundings, blurred, and already drew the excitement on top."

[manleycollins]

Journal Entry #65 - Happy New Year 2021 in Massachusetts

JOURNAL ENTRY #65 Name: Manley M Collins Social Security Number: 5 7 9 – * * – 6 5 4 1 Date of Birth: 06/21 Place of Birth: Washington, District of Columbia Country of Birth: United States of America Date: January 1, 2021

TOPIC: Happy New Year 2021 in Massachusetts

I am celebrating my first new year in Massachusetts during the second-third wave of the coronavirus/Covid-19 pandemic in the United States of America. I am still single bachelor. I am working for Federal Express and staying at BPHC Southampton Street Shelter. I applied for my first apartment or shared room in Boston for six months. The shared room was a corner room close to the roof approximately 200 square feet. Only one person was in the whole house of eight (8) to nine (9) rooms. The house was cleared out because of the pandemic. The real estate agent was an Asian female young adult with child who was trying to get the rooms rented. I found her through craigslist and other sources of apartment hunting. It was for the period February 1, 2021 to August 31, 2021. The security deposit was $550.00 done by Zelle…and rent was $500 per month. I had Federal Express income, and UberEats and DoorDash income. I gave her my spiel that my credit was sub-par, but I had the income to support the rent and I never miss a rental payment. She ran the credit check and denied me the room. She told me she was refunding the deposit. I told her the same way I sent it…she can send it back. My storage unit was with CubeSmart. I tried Roomster subscription service through the Apple store.

Boston Public Health Commission's 112 Southampton Shelter additional civil case information happening at this time - Attorneys Batool Raza and Timothy Harrington; Rita Nieves is Interim Executive Director:

The second shelter restriction date is Sunday, January 3, 2021.

Action from BPHC Employees and BPHC Police was denial of shelter in weather of below 32 degrees on Sunday, January 3, 2021. a. Description of BPHC individuals from second shelter restriction.

Black male with foreign accent, medium build, 5'7”, brown safety vest, short black hair, dark skinned color, dark eyes, BPHC Employee

Black (African-American) female, curvy figure, unique glasses to fit personality, hair wrapped up as if dreaded, braided, or wig, no safety vest, sits at check-in, 5'8”, maybe supervisor or assistant supervisor, 215 lbs, dresses well depends on the day (sometimes casual, sometimes professional), BPHC Employee

Black (African-American) male, supervisor maybe, slender, 5'8”, 180 lbs, sits at check-in, blue hoodie normally, no safety vest, black hair, haircut very low, dark colored eyes, no earrings or piercings, no visible tattoos, BPHC Employee

Two BPHC police officers (African-American males). b. Evidence of entire shelter restriction video – Exhibit A.

Description of the activity from second shelter restriction date on Sunday, January 3, 2021. a. On Sunday, January 3, 2021, Commonwealth of Massachusetts, County of Suffolk, and City of Boston tried to invoke a rule stating, “Unlabeled or non-readable labels on prescribed medicine cannot be allowed in the building.” Please note at 112 Southampton employees enforced the rule on January 3, 2021 at the time of Plaintiff entry approximately around 11:00 pm to 12:30 am. Plaintiff has the full video on my smartphone and saved it into the cloud and many other places. This is 112 Southampton second time keeping Plaintiff out of the shelter and sending me into the below freezing temperatures outside. As a new resident of Boston and with the pandemic, Plaintiff already went to all the open shelters, which stated no new residents could come in. Other shelters completely offer no services or totally closed. Since this is Plaintiff's first situation encountering this rule, Plaintiff offered 112 Southampton St employees to verify the medicine via Google and told them all the businesses and government agencies involved in providing the medications for my conditions. The choices 112 Southampton St employees gave while pleading total ignorance abyss were as follows

Go to hospital to get it relabeled.

Go to clinic to get it relabeled.

Leave it outside for the current drug addicts currently using drugs inside and outside shelter.

Cannot come in with the medication.

It is BPHC’s attempt to avert from any individual on pressing charges on dumping perfectly legal medication. Plaintiff chose option number 4 because the medication is prescribed for me by reality of Plaintiff's life mental health issues. Thus, the consequence for the second time by 112 Southampton Street employees leading me to hypothermia and shock, Plaintiff had to keep himself awake all night to ensure Plaintiff make it to a warm location the next morning.

Therapy and Psychiatrist with Arbour Counseling Services topics were (Previous Journal topics - I just was repeating them to new people verbally)

Goals Changing my look - weight, hair, etc. New thoughts New information Letting go of mental illness People Introspection The world and mental health Apps of photo sharing, profile sharing, phone number sharing, name sharing FaceBook finding people I never thought I would see again Did not win the lottery Employment by the federal, state, and city - applications denied, but recruiters recruiting for contractor work (Washington, DC, Connecticut, and South Carolina) New hairstyle What's Going On? Thought process Did not get room in South Boston Sexual health results Massachusetts state opportunity

Federal Express civil case information happening at this time.

Additional specifics the people are Ahmed Abdillahi, Alex Angarita, Brianna Guzman, Camila Salas, Christian Langendoen-Hannabury, Claire Alexis, Dakhari Thomas, Ernesto Figueroa, Frederick Yancy, Maria Padilla, Rafael Nerey, Samson Prosper, Don Nash, Andrew Savage. Represented by attorneys Lorenzo Cabantog, Charles Holmes, and Christopher Ahearn.

The additional physical and sexual assaults of hitting continued directed toward me in my arm very hard, across my body while conversing with me. Throughout peak season, it was random touching by people.

Once the initial weeks were over with everyone participating in the physical and sexual assaults, the hitting continued. Please see Exhibit A – Dates of additional assaults. a. Andrew – Team Lead, Jamaican, male, 5'11”, age range 50-70, 215 lbs, medium build for age, normally on middle belt of warehouse, assaulted Plaintiff's arm very hard while arriving down the stairs from the center bridge and I called his name. b. Ahmed Abdillah – kept talking in casual conversation with me while hitting me. Plaintiff do not know any reason why. c. Camila Salas – whenever she had a bad day and FedEx schedulers kept us together on the various belts, she kept punching my shoulders, chest, and stomach/abs for no reason.

Throughout peak season, it was random touching by people.

On COVID-19 vaccination day, Wednesday, January 20, 2021 until Sunday, January 24, 2021 , I informed my Caucasian manager, Garrett Sexton, and the warehouse deck Caucasian team lead, Ronnie, that I received my first Moderna vaccination. However, the assaults really came in. The following happened: a. Ahmed Abdillah – punches made me yell at him to stop hitting and touching me. b. Frederick Yancy – Handler, African-American male, 6'0”, slender, age range 60-70, 195lbs, wears loud colored and matching outfits, did the shaking baby syndrome, and handshake by jerking my arms. c. Ernesto – Team Lead now Ramp Agent, Latino/Hispanic male, 6'1”, football build, 250lbs, age range 25-35, nicknamed Big E, black hair, normally wears short pants and short sleeve anytime of the year, performed the three way touching – salutation hand-to-hand pound, touch on arm, and then the angry punch in shoulder.

After yelling and the hitting stopped with certain individuals, the assaults continued with the following people: a. Dhakari Thomas – Handler, 6'1”, 195lbs, two ear piercings, Sagittarius tattoo on arm, African-American male, normally wears sweatpants, sweat jacket, small to low cut afro, black hair, no glasses, and performed the double hard hit onto shoulders bearing his weight daily onto Plaintiff, then dropped to once a week, and stopped after Plaintiff was placed outside to work. Locations assaults occurred in break room, in employee van, on the warehouse deck, on the warehouse conveyor belts. b. Maria – Handler, 5'4”, blond mixed with brunette hair, black framed glasses, Latino/Hispanic, female, age range 30-45, 150lbs. Performed assault on shoulder in break room and punch my ass on ramp belt after saying hello. c. Rafeal – Handler, 5'5”, age range 45-65, 155lbs, former military, Latino/Hispanic, male, normally wears black stonewashed jeans with red trim and sweatshirt. Performed same tactics as Ahmed Abdillah while attempting to have a casual conversation and hitting Plaintiff. d. Alex Angurita – Team Lead, 5'7”, Hispanic/Latino, male, bicycle rider, 185lbs, tan to very light skinned, black hair, normally wears athletic tights under shorts and shirts, age range 27-47. Performed an out-of-character hard grab of Plaintiff's right arm on ramp side conveyor belt close to airplanes. e. Christian – Handler, 5'8”, slender, Caucasian male, age range 19-30, works casual days, wear baseball cap, wears blue jeans and sweatshirt. Performed a hard grab or slam on Plaintiff's right arm against the ramp belt railing to grab the Plaintiff's attention for a casual conversation. f. Don Nash – Load Captain now Ramp Agent, Caucasian male, age range 50-65, 6'1”, 235lbs, normally wears baseball cap, wears shortpants, always wears a safety vest, dark brown eyes. Performed a hit with an emergency wand on right hand/wrist.

All Defendants violated the pandemic COVID-19 protocols for groups and gatherings and no six (6) feet for general conversations.

Plaintiff's responses to individual human Defendants were withdrawing from them, walking away, avoiding them, placing a FedEx package between us, tapping the Defendant in the same area where the hit occurred, yelling at them, telling them it arises my Post Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD), and blocking or attempting to grab the Defendants hands before touching me.

Other topics from first quarter of 2021:

I provided the Massachusetts Department of Mental Health Two Way Authorization.

I continued getting my SARS-COVID-19 Test at Massachusetts General Hospital on 12/28/2020. The Rapid COVID test was ordered while in the emergency room visit. The SARS-COVID-19 PCR reference range came back negative and value was negative. The status was final. My blood pressure was 125/71. Weight was 150 lbs. Temperature 97.8 degrees. Pulse is 70. Respiration was 16. Oxygen Saturation was 100%. Lab test completed was Pandemic Respiratory viral Order (PRO).

I continued getting my SARS-COVID-19 Test at Massachusetts General Hospital on 1/11/2021. The Rapid COVID test was ordered while in the emergency room visit. The SARS-COVID-19 PCR reference range came back negative and value was negative. The status was final. My blood pressure was 120/58. Temperature 98.5 degrees. Pulse is 64. Respiration was 18. Oxygen Saturation was 97%. Lab test completed was Pandemic Respiratory viral Order (PRO).

I visited Studio Optics for my very first set of glasses and vision exam on January 27, 2021. My prescription was for Spectacle RX SPH Distance Right -0.50; Spectacle RX SPH Distance Left -0.50; Spectacle RX CYL Distance Right -0.50; Spectacle RX CYL Distance Left -0.25; Spectacle RX Axis Distance Right 130; Spectacle RX Axis Distance Left 080 - See the photo blogs for the glasses with Ultraviolet protection, scratch resistance protection, trivex, Crizal Alize anti-reflection protection, Blue light filter, anti-fog, and polycarbonate impact-resistant. Laymen's terms is Transitions lenses.

I started researching for dreadlocks hairstylists in New York City. I did travel to New York and stayed at the New York Marriott Marquis at 1535 Broadway. It was to get my hair done. I did rent a car from Enterprise Rent-A-Car and paid for hotel parking. The city was still in partial lockdown. I did New York Minute Dating service zoom and in-person. NY Minute Dating did not feel the same as when I first used the service in 2012-2014. I was using StyleSeat app on find the best hairstylist.

I got my first Moderna COVID-19 vaccination by BHCHP Southampton January 20, 2021.

I got my second Moderna COVID-19 vaccination by BHCHP Southampton February 17, 2021. I went to Massachusetts General Hospital emergency room visit after this dose and get a work excuse for February 18, 2021. I had nausea, nonintractable headache, and vaccine reaction. Medications given was acetaminophen (Tylenol) and ondansetron (ZOFRAN-ODT). Blood pressure was 149/92. Temperature 99.1 degrees. Pulse was 100. Respiration was 18. Oxygen Saturation was 95%.

I did some calculations for focusing on my small business when the federal government was offering PPP loans. I did not take any of them.

I went Dental Associates of New England regarding dental work.

Freegal Music through the District of Columbia Public Library was soothing the hurt of the 15,000 songs music collection lost in Chicago. Massachusetts and Boston Copley Library showed the website with ways to obtain music the same way, but I felt so uncomfortable and did not want the repeat trauma. I can do it Europe.

I was struggling to pay the credit cards that helped me escape from South Carolina's negative impact on my life and start anew in Boston, Massachusetts.

I renewed my membership with United States Track and Field Association and Potomac Valley Track Club.

I went to CVS Minute Clinic for vaccination appointment.

I was actively involved with civil cases in United States District Court of Illinois and First Municipal Circuit Court against City of Chicago, Cook County, Chicago Transit Authority, Chicago Public Library, United States Department of Interior, United States Department of Agriculture, City of Chicago Department of Streets and Sanitation.

Manley M. Collins, is the plaintiff. Mr. Collins was a resident in Chicago 2005-2006 at 1100 North LaSalle Dr, Apt 701, Chicago, IL 60640, and 2015-2016 at 27 North Wacker Drive, Apt 410, Chicago, IL 60610. His phone number is (617) 955-0689. This complaint to address incidents and trauma happened 2015-2016.

United States Department of Agriculture and United States of Department of Interior are the federal level and overseers of funding, operation, enforcers, and providers of needs or wants of the State of Illinois, County of Cook, and City of Chicago.

City of Chicago Department of Streets and Sanitation, City of Chicago, Cook County, and State of Illinois are the owners and operators of the streets, shelters, and public library.

Chicago Transit Authority, City of Chicago, Cook County and Chicago Public Library are the geographical areas where the incidents took place with State of Illinois residents.

The first incident occurred is April 3, 2016 at 175 North State St, Chicago, IL.

The Plaintiff was armed with Admittance to Evidence – Exhibit E – Photos of Lost Items and items listed in Admittance to Evidence – Exhibit A – Police Report for Storage Drives and Computer on April 3, 2016.

a. The Plaintiff was in the midst of a mental health crisis once he got off the CTA subway with his items. b. The Plaintiff was in the middle of a fight or flight response to stress. c. The Plaintiff left his items on State St, where he could no longer carry them through his mental health crisis. d. The Plaintiff remembers the Chicago Police Department, homeless community, Chicago residents, and City of Chicago Department of Sanitation was in the environment where the Plaintiff left his belongings. e. The Plaintiff recalls the City of Chicago Department of Sanitation lifting the heavy army bag into bag of trash truck. f. The Plaintiff recalls homeless, visitors, and residential community distributed his remaining bags and items. g. The Plaintiff went and received medical help and care for his mental health crisis from Northwestern University Hospital, Rush Medical Center, University of Illinois ��� Chicago Outpatient Care Center, and University of Chicago Emergency Room.

The Plaintiff reported on the week of June 30, 2021 that his brand new bicycle was stolen while staying at a Chicago based shelter for men. The report was made over the phone. See Exhibit C – Police Report for Stolen Bicycle.

The Plaintiff reported on August 16, 2016 that his brand new Apple iPod touch was stolen while in the Chicago Public Library. See Exhibit D – Police Report for Apple iPod Touch technology device.

[aimeedaisies]

The Princess Royal’s Official Engagements in June 2024

04/06 As Master of the Corporation of Trinity House, attended the Trinitytide Anniversary Annual Court Meeting, Church Service and Luncheon. 💼⛪️🍽️

As Colonel-in-Chief, The Royal Corps of Signals, this afternoon inspected The Queen’s Gurkha Signals Regiment on public duties at St James’s Palace. 🫡

As Chairman of the International Olympic Committee Members Election Commission, held a Members Election Commission Meeting at St James’s Palace. 💼

05/06 With Sir Tim As Colonel-In-Chief of The Royal Regina Rifles, unveiled a statue and attended a Reception at 10 Place des Canadiens, Thue et Mue, Bretteville. 🇬🇧🇫🇷🇨🇦

With Sir Tim Attended a service of commemoration and reception to mark the 80th anniversary of the D-Day Landings at Bayeux War Cemetery. 🪦🪖

With Sir Tim As President of the Commonwealth War Graves Commission, attended the Annual Service in Bayeux Cathedral to commemorate the 80th anniversary of the D-Day Landings. ⛪️

With Sir Tim As President of the Commonwealth War Graves Commission, attended a service to commemorate the 80th Anniversary of the D-Day Landings at Bayeux War Cemetery. 🪦🕯️

06/06 With Sir Tim Attended the Annual Founder’s Day Parade at the Royal Hospital Chelsea. 💂

As Colonel of The Blues and Royals (Royal Horse Guards and 1st Dragoons), attended a Household Cavalry Council Meeting at Hyde Park Barracks. 🐎

07/06 Opened Forest of Dean Community Hospital. 🏥

Visited Ruskin Mill Trust in Nailsworth. 🏫

09/06 Attended the Bramham International Horse Trials Prize Giving, on its 50th anniversary. 🏇🏼

11/06 Opened Mercator Media Limited’s 25th Anniversary Seawork Marine Exhibition in Southampton. ⛴️

As Patron of the British Nutrition Foundation, visited the British Armed Forces Nutrition Programme at The Royal Logistic Corps Regimental Museum in Winchester. 🍏🍊

As Patron of Farms for City Children, and Past Master of the Worshipful Company of Butchers, attended a Festival of Learning at Butchers’ Hall. 🥩🥓🍖

Unofficial Sir Tim attended a reception at the King Edward VII Hospital and unveiled a plaque dedicated to Sir Jameson Boyd Adams. 🍾

With Sir Tim As Royal Fellow of the Royal Academy of Engineering, attended The Prince Philip Fund Commemoration Dinner at Prince Philip House. 🍽️🍾

12/06 On behalf of The King, held an Investiture at Windsor Castle. 🎖️

As Chancellor of the University of London, attended the School of Advanced Study 30th Anniversary Reception at Senate House. 📚📖

As President of The Duke of Edinburgh’s Commonwealth Study Conferences, attended a Dinner. 🍽️🗺️

13/06 As Patron of Transaid, visited the Multimodal 2024 Exhibition. 🛻

As Patron of the Townswomen’s Guilds, attended the Annual General Meeting. 💼

As Patron of the Foundation for Future London, attended the UK Cultural Exchange launch. 🇬🇧🗺️

With Sir Tim As President of the Royal Society for the encouragement of Arts, Manufactures and Commerce, attended a President’s Panel Discussion and Dinner. 🎤🍽️

14/06 Presided over a conference attended by the Colonels of the Regiments of the Household Division. 💂

Cavalry Regiments

Blues and Royals - Princess Anne

The Life Guards - Non - Royal

Footguards

Grenadier Guards - Queen Camilla

Coldstream Guards - Non - Royal

Scots Guards - Prince Edward

Irish Guards - Catherine, Princess of Wales

Welsh Guards - Prince William

Reserves

London Guards - Prince Edward

15/06 With Sir Tim Trooping the Colour

17/06 With Sir Tim Attended a chapter of the Most Noble Order of the Garter in the Throne Room, Windsor Castle. 🏰

With Sir Tim Attended a luncheon, hosted by the King, at Windsor Castle. 🍽️

With Sir Tim Attended an Installation Service was held in St George’s Chapel at which The Duchess of Gloucester was installed as a Lady of the Most Noble Order of the Garter. 🪽🎖️

18/06 unofficial Attended day one of Royal Ascot. 🏇🏼

19/06 unofficial Attended day two of Royal Ascot. 🏇🏼

20/06 unofficial With Sir Tim Attended day three (Ladies Day) of Royal Ascot. 🏇🏼

21/06 With Sir Tim Attended the RNLI Beating Retreat, Reception and Dinner at the Old Royal Naval College in Greenwich. 🛟🥂🍽️

22/06 With Sir Tim As Patron of the Eric Liddell 100, attended a Service in St Giles’ Cathedral, followed by a Reception to commemorate 100 years since Eric Liddells Olympic gold medal win. 🥇

~ Engagements cancelled due to hospitalisation ~

Total official engagements for Anne in June:

2024 total so far:

Total official engagements accompanied by Tim in June:

2024 total so far:

FYI - due to certain royal family members being off ill/in recovery I won't be posting everyone's engagement counts out of respect, I am continuing to count them and release the totals at the end of the year.

[thirteens-pocket-watch]

I've decided to compile all the small pieces of information about future episodes that RTD has given in his Letter from the Showrunner segments in DWM. I've only included things that can tell us something about the episode, so stuff like Bad Wolf investigating if using a certain title is permitted hasn't been included here. I've included the issue each point was given in and I will obviously update after future issues

(Last updated 14.09.24)

2023 Specials

The Star Beast

- Contains the words westerly, pelican and dreams (584)

- Page seven contains the line "Oh, Nerys and her big mouth!" (585)

- The reconstructed opening scene made from fan recordings of filming contains lines that were cut from the final version of the episode (595)

Wild Blue Yonder

- Contains the words wild, Southampton, vegetable, Flux, bean and starlight (585)

Extra

- RTD refers to a "terrifying scene with Sue" and two celebrity historical figures in the upcoming specials (596)

- None of the specials will air on the 1st, 17th or 23rd of November (596)

Series 14/Season 1

Space Babies (Episode 1)

- Contains the words roar, Glastonbury and conquistador (589)

- The title was said aloud in Star Trek: Picard 3 (590/591)

- Scene 11 is headed as INT. CONTROL ROOM and the stage directions say "THE DOCTOR and RUBY walk in to find a cool, sleek, metal CONTROL ROOM, full of CONSOLES" (598)

The Devil's Chord (Episode 2)

- Scene 10 is set INT. CANTEEN. DAY (585)

- Contains the words Liverpool, legions and non-diagetic (586)

- The title of the episode was revealed (598)

73 Yards (Episode 4)

- Had the line "I once went to the top of the Shard" cut from the script (589)

Rogue (Episode 6)

- Page 10 contains the line "I am ruined" and it is said by a character named Emily (598)

- When talking about watching the final mix of this episode, RTD threw in the quote "Live vivisection!" (602)

The Legend of Ruby Sunday (Episode 7)

- First line of the script is INT. COFFEE BAR, USA - DAY, 1947 (584)

- RTD said he recomends midnight viewing for this episode because "it's shocking, frankly, and there might be screaming!" (603)

Empire of Death (Episode 8)

- Contains the words kingdom, gold and Tigella (592)

- Contains the words terror, dust, pizza, Einstein, death and opera (598)

- One of the above words is also in the title (598)

Extra

- An unspecified episode had the word "sixpence" in the title before the plot about said sixpence was cut (591)

- There is a crucial scene, designated 27B, in an unspecified episode with an as-yet unannounced guest star (593)

- The aforementioned scene contains the debris of a fallen statue with an 8 foot tall head as part of the set (593)

- The last scene to be filmed for series 14 was a scene in the TARDIS in the "middle bit of the finale" (whether this is episode 7 or 8 is not specified) and the Doctor slides to the ground at some point during the scene (594)

- RTD says the following about the upcoming season: "Will we ever see Mondo Caroon? Where exactly is Bertie Lester? And how many people does it take to fly an asteroid hopper?" (603)

Series 15/Season 2

Episode 1

- Scene One features none of the regular cast (600)

Episode 2

- The episode features a guest star who's been in the show before but in a different role (600)

Episode 3

- RTD mentions that Ncuti Gatwa is rehearsing with a Special Guest Star for their 13th episode. I assumed he was referring to his 13th episode with Gatwa and didn't count the anniversary specials (597)

Episode 7

- RTD mentions a text message from Verada Sethu and says "(my reaction to Season 2, episode 7, Sc. 48 as her character faces... oh, you'll see!). I'd just said, what great rushes" (605)

Extra

- An unspecified episode contains the words garden, firmament and diploma (592)

- An unspecified episode contains the words radiation, moth and skiffle (597)

- The sets include a hotel, a chamber and a hospital (597)

- More sets are listed, including the UNIT OPs room, the Sundays' flat, "a set so real we could rent it out as its actual self" and an "absolute labyrinth of a set" (potentially an actual labyrinth based on a previous comment from director Makalla McPherson) (601)

- RTD confirmed that the 2025 season will not contain an episode celebrating 20 years of New Who (602)

- On the 8th March 2024, RTD claimed they were "shooting a scene that will live forever in Doctor Who history" (602)

- The "climax" of season 2 contains the words tinderbox, Croydon and threshold (603)

- RTD says "oh, I wish you could see that guest star" about the aforementioned episode (603)

- A "great guest star" is once more alluded to when RTD brings up Phil Collinson doing ADR with them in July (607)

- The director that the above mentioned ADR is being recorded for is Amanda Brotchie (607)

- RTD mentions a "particular shot of London (...) for FX work" and and "important drone shoot in a major city, thousands of miles away" for s2 (607)

[stephensmithuk]

A Study in Scarlet Chapter 1

This novel was originally published in 1887 as part of Beeton's Christmas Annual.

Netley is a village near Southampton, home to a military hospital that was opened in 1863 and at 435m long, was the longest building in the world at the time. It saw use in both World Wars, but fell into disrepair after that - after a 1963 fire damaged much of the building, the place was demolished in 1966 and only the chapel remains. A military psychiatric facility remained on site until 1978,

The Fifth Northumberland Fusiliers is now part of the Royal Regiment of Fusiliers, whose 5th Battalion is today a Reserve regiment.

The 66th (Berkshire) Regiment of Foot disappeared in 1881 as part of army reforms, being one of the ancestors of the modern day The Rifles.

The Battle of Maiwand on 27 July 1880 was one of the key battles of the Second Anglo-Afghan War; to put it simply, it was a heavy British loss although the Afghans, led by Ayub Khan, themselves had a lot of casualties themselves. Two Victoria Crosses were awarded for the battle and the retreat afterwards. Khan's forces were decisively defeated a month later at the Battle of Kandahar, the British ultimately winning that war.

A jezail was a handcrafted long-barreled rifle; very accurate for their time, they were generally highly decorated as well. Some saw use against Soviet forces in that particular conflict in Afghanistan.

Enteric fever is another name for typhoid fever; even with modern treatment, the death rate can be 1-4%.

The Criterion Restuarant is located on 224 Piccadilly and a plaque commemorating Watson's meeting with Stamford was added by the Baker Street Irregulars in 1981. It is currently closed, but the current owners plan to turn it into an Indian restaurant with as much decor as the listed building status allows.

The Bunsen burner was developed in the 1850s by German chemist Robert Bunsen and his assistant Peter Desaga.

Police News of the Past references The Illustrated Police News, a sensationalised tabloid newspaper that ran from 1864 to 1938.

[grandmaster-anne]

3 February 2023 The Princess Royal, Patron, The Royal College of Midwives, visits Princess Anne Hospital at University Hospital Southampton NHS Foundation Trust, Coxford Road, Southampton, Hampshire. 📸: Southern Daily Echo

[royal-confessions]

“Catherine worked as a deckhand at the Port of Southampton in the summer before university. She worked part time as a waitress during her studies. She worked part-time for 12 months as an accessory buyer at clothing chain Jigsaw. She also raised £100,000 for Oxford Children's Hospital and some other charities. And she worked for her family business in catalogue design and production, photography, and marketing until 2011. There's a lot more and all before her marriage.” - Submitted by Anonymous

[famdommcfanface]

DONNA NOBLE WAS BORN IN SOUTHAMPTON

You cannot understand how exciting that is to someone from Southampton. Southampton fucking never gets mentioned unless someone's going through it for a boat.

The chance that Donna was born in the Princess Anne hospital like me and most people around here I know is very much not zero.

[shannyh25]

One thing I don't understand about your Anne / Titanic crossover. The Titanic only made one voyage across the Atlantic from England and sank midway. Where are Anne, Gilbert, etc. supposed to have boarded, Southampton? Cobh(Queenstown)? How did they get there?

My friend and I have been discussing that. We were thinking maybe Gilbert had an older sister and she eloped when he was younger. Gilbert can be in England on either research for the hospital or a medics conference. Some how, word got to his sister that he was there. He sees her again and she has a daughter. His sister asked that after she passes away, to take her daughter to NYC on titanic to live with her other uncle. Only, her other uncle doesn’t want her. So Gilbert and Anne take her in as their own.

[believemetheodore]

Whether near or far

Ted Lasso x Rebecca Welton

Rebecca is missing. And Ted feels sick to his stomach.

Warnings: Angst with a happy ending, non graphic references to the death of Ted's father, mentions of alcohol, Rupert is mentioned, panic attack/ general anxiety (please let me know if you want me to add anything else)

Rebecca is missing. And Ted feels sick to his stomach. 

He does his best to nod along as Keeley relays what information she knows. She hasn’t been able to get ahold of Rebecca for almost 48 hours. Her phone goes straight to voicemail. She hasn’t been in the office, and she’s not at her house. Keeley’s obvious concern amplifies his own as she continues to speak. 

Keeley was already waiting in the car park when Ted and the team got off the bus, the first thing out of her mouth being, “Ted, have you heard from Rebecca?” His heart stopped. He had yet to hear from Rebecca. She had texted him to say good luck before their game against Southampton, followed by a congratulatory text and a goodnight later in the evening. That’d been 12 hours ago. 

He has so many questions he wants to ask, all of them on the tip of his tongue. But all Ted can manage to do is continue to nod along, and at this point, he can’t tell if it’s a polite confirmation or if it’s simply an attempt to shake the ringing sound from his ears. 

A glance over at Beard and Roy is all he needs to excuse himself for the rest of the day. His shirt collar feels too tight, and his backpack too heavy, but he doesn’t waste any time making his way toward Rebecca’s house. 

He calls her mobile once, twice, and three times. Each call goes straight to voicemail, and he fights back the wave of nausea that hits him each time he hits redial. The spare key Rebecca gave him months ago burns a hole in his pocket the closer he gets to her doorstep. He has no reason to think that he'll find anything other than what Keeley told him she'd found, an empty wine glass on the kitchen counter, her bed unmade, and each room as empty as the last. Still, part of him keeps hoping, pushing down his fear. 

Rebecca isn't home, and wherever she is she went in a hurry, or without care. Her purse and winter coat were left behind. His mind wanders to worst-case scenarios as he locks the door behind him, London’s icy weather hitting him like a wall. 

He hates this feeling. Memories of the time his son Henry broke his arm at school flood his mind. It was more than a year ago now, but there has never been a feeling worse than wanting to look after someone and not being able to. Only being able to see his little boy over facetime as he showed off his new cast broke his heart. And Ted can feel that familiar cracking beneath his ribs as he imagines the possibility of her being somewhere hurt or sick, and all alone.

Ted grapples with himself, fighting to keep Rebecca’s wellbeing at the forefront of his mind, making his way on foot around Richmond, stopping anywhere he thinks she might’ve ended up. He sees her well enough after all this time to know everything she does is for a reason. Rebecca wouldn’t just up and disappear without cause. Though, he can’t decide if that makes him feel better or worse about this situation. 

He calls her mother, but Deborah Welton can only confirm that Rebecca hasn’t been taken to the hospital, and isn’t hiding out in her childhood home. “Ted, sweetheart, don’t wear yourself thin fretting over Rebecca. She used to do this when she was a girl. Run away and hide for a while,” Deborah tries to offer her comfort, he can nearly hear her gentle smile, “She hid up in our attic for a whole week one summer, lived off of meals from a picnic basket I was leaving at the bottom of the stairs”. 

He likes the idea of young Rebecca being so stubborn. He likes the confirmation that she's always been tenacious, and fiercely independent. He can see the vein of shyness running through her, even in that childhood tale. It's a quiet nervous quality visible in her tendency to bury herself rather than feel as though she's burdening others. She's timid in her acceptance of affection of any sort. Though it's been a privilege to hop over those fences, and help break down some of those walls she built. 

He thinks about himself as a child. Probably just as hard-headed, persistent in his need to complete any task he'd set his mind to. He knows his habit of shutting down difficult feelings and deflecting from his own troubles has followed him into adulthood, and by golly if it hasn't come back to bite him in the butt. He's working on it. Rebecca makes it easier. 

Deborah’s words help slow his racing mind. He focuses on the positive: Rebecca has done this before, and she's more than likely safe. She'll be okay. 

“I’ll take your word for it,” Ted breathes out, “any idea where she might be now?” “She’s always been a mystery to me. But, wherever she is, it’ll be right under your nose. She never strays too far from home”. 

It's like the worst scavenger hunt he's ever been on. Doing what he needs to do to recall everything Rebecca has ever told him; trying to call to mind the tiniest details. He picks up the metaphorical pieces she's left behind, hints and clues she's sprinkled into their daily conversations, neither of them the wiser. He can only hope he's known her well enough, loved her well enough, to find her hiding spot. 

It's raining now, but Ted hardly notices the wet spots on his puffer jacket as he makes his way across the green, through winding cobblestone alleyways. Rebecca isn't in the pub, but Mae promises to let him know if she catches head or tail of her. 

His home isn't too far, and his feet carry him without instruction, his hands shoved in the pockets of his khakis. Ted runs over the last couple of weeks, trying, and to his dismay, failing to pinpoint any stressors that may have prompted Rebecca's sudden disappearing act. He can't remember her acting out of sorts. 

She seemed so calm, and decidedly content the last time he saw her. She had been curled up in bed with a smile across her sleeping face when he snuck out at 5 am to meet the team for their away game. But there must've been something he missed, a worry of hers he didn't hear, her insecurities creeping in. 

His stomach twists and he can feel nausea returning, his own past and regrets fueling his anxiety. Doctor Sharon has walked Ted through turning his life inside-out, upside-down, and backward. Helping him come to terms with all his lingering animosity, and misplaced guilt. Still, his mind continues to retrace those familiar steps on a downward spiral, drawing comparisons where there are none.

When his father died Ted spent a week in bed, staring up at the acoustic tile ceiling of his aunt's basement. Despite his anger and upset, Ted had been desperate to understand how he hadn't seen his father's death coming. Surely there had been red flags, or glaring warning signs he had missed. 

He never could put his finger on anything. Ted let his rage set in. Allowed his resentment to grow, and the tiny pit of guilt to make a home. Stole beer and liquor from the fridge for the rest of his senior year. He made his friends laugh, even if it was at his expense. College was much the same, though he did his best to slow down on the drinking, especially once Beard was in the picture. 

Ted had sworn he wouldn't let anyone get by him knowing that they might be hurting inside. He'd seen the pain Rebecca had on her shoulders the moment they met, and he'd helped her carry the load, shedding some of his own baggage along the way. But now it seems there's something he missed. 

He shakes his head again, wiping out the mental image of days gone by. He's starting to feel like an etch-a-sketch with all this shaking to erase business. 

He reaches his own doorstep, waving hello to familiar faces as they pass while he searches for his keys. He plasters on a bright smile, and hopes that it's enough to distract from the way his hands haven't stopped shaking. 

He takes the stairs up, slow and steady not certain that he trusts his legs to support him if he goes any faster. He's knees feel weak and he knows it's only a matter of time before he crashes to the floorboards. He's determined to make it into the privacy of his own flat first though. 

His backpack is abandoned by the door and he's quick to throw off his jacket, and shimmy out of his pullover. Jittery fingers fight the tiny buttons of his shirt collar, working them open to free his breath. 

His knees give out in the kitchen and he resigns himself to ride out the panic attack with his back to the kitchen cupboards. He's honestly just glad he made it home.

Ted focuses on his breathing exercises, breath stuttering when his anxious thoughts win out. 

People don't just run away to hide without cause. Rebecca and Ted have only really been together for a few months, though they'd both be fools to assume they haven't been in love far longer than that. It breaks his heart to think that maybe she didn't trust him enough to share her struggles with him. Maybe, like he was for Michelle, he's become too much to handle. Maybe it's him she's hiding from. He's not sure he'd blame her if that was the case. 

In for four. Hold for seven. Out for five. Ted forces himself to breathe the way Doctor Sharon had taught him. It takes a while, but it works. 

The sun is much lower in the sky by the time he regains feeling in his limbs, and the ringing in his ears stops. He needs to use the countertop to steady himself as he stands but feels surprisingly stable once he's at his full height again. There’s a bottle of whiskey in the living room calls to him, but he pours himself a glass of cold water instead. Logic prevails as Ted reasons that surely Deborah Welton is right. Rebecca likely hasn't gone far, and she'll re-emerge when she feels comfortable doing so; he decides he should be sober when she does. 

He’s on his second glass of water when he notices the cashmere cardigan draped over the arm of his sofa. A quick look towards the front door reveals the silver sneakers he walked right past in his state of panic. It’s his home, but he still tiptoes down the hall and up the stairs towards his bedroom. As expected there’s a human-sized lump under the navy blue duvet, curled up in the middle of the double bed. 

“Becca?” his voice is low as he crouches next to the bed. He resists the urge to reach out and touch her. Part of him is too afraid to scare her off, the rest still not entirely convinced she’s been here all along. 

She stirs, rolling over to face him, green eyes fluttering open. “Good morning,” she sighs. He can’t help the chuckle that leaves him, “Not quiet”. Rebecca’s brows furrow as she blinks herself awake. Ted’s face comes into focus, his eyes rimmed red. “You’re home early,” she says. 

He nods, “boys were ready to leave earlier in the morning than we expected. Traffic wasn’t bad”, Ted confirms. “Keeley said she couldn’t get a hold of you. You weren’t at home when she went to check either”. 

“I'm sorry,” she whispers. 

Normally the quiet tone is reserved for early morning mumbled affections, flirtations and dirty jokes; light and accompanied butterfly kisses or mischievous laughter. 

Now, she sounds frightened and ashamed. He can see the damage Rupert's talons left behind, the concessions she continues to pay. And Ted works to set aside the influx of his own emotions, waiting to hear her out before he reacts. 

She breathes deeply, her voice stronger when she says, “I didn't mean to worry you. I didn't think you'd be home until tomorrow morning”.

“You just wanted to hide for a while” Ted offers an understanding smile. His left hand reaching to help loosen the vice-like grip her right hand has on the duvet, “ain't nothing wrong with that”.

She shrugs. She wanted to hide. Overcome by an urge to run away. But, she could've gone anywhere. She could've booked a flight, or spent a month in the Mediterranean on her yacht. But, instead, she dug out the spare key that Ted had given her and snuggled herself down under his duvet. She thinks now that maybe she didn't want to get lost, but rather wanted to be found.

They agree to shower together. Washing away any lingering hurts or fears. Content to have their own moment completely alone. He helps her wash her hair, and she laughs when soap suds get stuck to his mustach, even more, when he adds more just to make her happy. She calls him silly, but he can hear the affection in her voice. He can feel it when she cups his cheek, their eyes meeting; her silent way of checking in. 

She puts her silk pyjama pants back on but steals one of her worn sleep shirts for the night. Ted tries not to read into it but allows himself to relax at the sight of her in his clothes; a reminder that she isn’t going anywhere. 

“I guess I should let your mom and Keeley know I’ve found you,” Ted smiles his usual little smile, much more himself now. “You called my mum?” He sets his phone down on his nightstand after shooting off the necessary texts. Neither of them wastes much time before slipping into bed together. Ted shrugs, “Figured she might know where you were hiding”. 

Rebecca hums. She doesn’t love how close Ted and her mum are, especially since her own relationship with the woman is still on the mend. But, the innocence and genuine nature of his reason for reaching out to Deborah settle her mind. His honesty reminds her Ted never has much to hide from her. 

“What did mum have to say?” “She said you’d probably be right under my nose,” Ted’s voice is muffled now as he nuzzles against her neck, “She was right”. “I just needed to get away. I feel safe with you. I suppose your flat was the next best thing”. 

In the morning they’ll talk about what had Rebecca all stressed out and jonesing for a place to hide. And, Ted will tell her about his panic attack, and how afraid he was when Keeley said Rebecca was missing. They’ll make plans for the future, and build a mental map to help them both navigate days like this should they come again. 

Tomorrow will be a day for understanding, clarity, and growth. They’ll learn to love each other better than they already do and shut down all unneeded apologies. 

But tonight, exhaustion wins out. Rebecca is at peace in Ted’s arms where she feels safest, the rest of the world held at bay. Ted finds sleep easy with the smell of Rebecca’s shampoo on his sheets, and her fingertips tracing patterns up and down his back. They focus on the moment they’re in. Loved, and in love, certain they’ll make it through this. Together. 

[princessanneftw]

Here are photos of The Princess Royal's visit to Princess Anne Hospital when it opened its doors in 1981.

The hospital provides a comprehensive service, including home birth, for about 5,000 women each year from Southampton and the surrounding area.

Photo credits: Daily Echo

@UHSFT | 3 February 2023

[aimeedaisies]

The Princess Royal’s Official Engagements in July 2023

01/07 Princess Anne accompanied by Sir Tim, opened the 30th Scottish Traditional Boat Festival at Portsoy Harbour. ⛴️

03/07 As Chancellor of Harper Adams University, visited the University’s Future Farm, Edgmond and met the 2023 Marshal Papworth Foundation Scholars. 👩‍🎓

As Patron, Scottish Fisheries Museum’s Reaper Appeal visited the Scottish Fisheries Museum in St. Ayles, Anstruther. 🎣

04/07 Visited Strathcarron Hospice, Denny. 👩‍⚕️

As Colonel-in-Chief of the Intelligence Corps, attended a 5 Military Intelligence Battalion Training Night at the Army Reserve Centre, Edinburgh. 💂

05/07 As part of Holyrood week in Edinburgh, Princess Anne carried out the following engagements;

Opened the Royal Hospital for Children and Young People and the Department of Clinical Neurosciences, at NHS Lothian as part of #NHS75 celebrations. 🧸

Opened King’s Buildings Nucleus Building at the University of Edinburgh. 👩‍🎓

Launched WETWHEELS EDINBURGH Accessible Boat at Port Edgar Marina. 🦽🛥️

Attended a Dinner at the Waldorf Astoria for Eric Liddell 100 programme. 🍽️

06/07 As President of the UK Fashion and Textile Association, attended the Textile Institute World Conference at the University of Huddersfield. 🪡

Opened Bradford Teaching Hospitals NHS Foundation Trust’s Maternity Theatre at Bradford Royal Infirmary.🤰

As Colonel of The Blues and Royals, with Sir Tim, took the salute at the Household Division Beating Retreat on Horse Guards Parade. 🫡

07/07 Attended a Charity Polo Day at Cirencester Park Polo Club for the Spinal Injuries Association 🐎

11/07 Visited Flintshire Adult Day Care Centre, Hwb Cyfle in Queensferry, Wales. 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿

HRH, as the new Patron of BASC (British Association for Shooting and Conservation) visited their Headquarters at Marford Mill, Wrexham, Wales. 🦡

12/07 Visited St Helena’s Nursing Campus at the University of Derby in Chesterfield. 👩‍⚕️

Opened Chesterfield Royal Hospital NHS Foundation Trust’s new Urgent and Emergency Care Department. 🏥

Attended a Reception at Rolls-Royce Learning and Development Centre for the Motor Neurone Association. 🚘

13/07 Sir Tim represented the Princess Royal at a service of thanksgiving for the life of Admiral of the Fleet Lord Boyce at Westminster Abbey. ⚓️

Princess Anne opened the King’s Arch at Government House, visited the Tortoise Takeover Trail at Gorey Castle and subsequently opened the Tortoise Tunnel at Jersey Zoo. 🇯🇪🐢

Princess Anne with Sir Tim, later attended the Royal Academy of Engineering Annual Awards Dinner at the Londoner Hotel in Leicester Square, London. 🏆

14/07 Opened the new Southampton Citizens Advice Bureau and visited DP World Shipping Container Terminal. ⛴️

15/07 As Colonel-in-Chief of the Intelligence Corps, attended their Annual Corps Day at Chicksands. 🪖

18/07 Princess Anne and Sir Tim carried out the following engagements in Kent;

Opened a new affordable housing development at Bartlett Close, Staple, Canterbury, followed by a Reception at Staple Village Hall. 🏡

Visited St James’s Cemetery in Dover in her role as Patron of the Remembrance Trust 🫡

Visited Folkestone National Coastguard Institution Station in Folkestone to mark its 25th Anniversary, followed by a Reception at Folkestone Yacht and Motorboat Club. 🚨

19/07 In South Wales, visited Barry Citizens Advice Bureaux in her role of Patron of the National Association of Citizens Advice Bureaux and later visited HM Prison Cardiff in her role of Patron of the Butler Trust. 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁷󠁬󠁳󠁿

20/07 Joined the ship’s company of HMS Albion and visited Clyde Marina near Glasgow, Scotland. 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

21/07 Princess Anne and Sir Tim attended a Dinner at the Royal Ocean Racing Club Clubhouse, to celebrate the 50th Edition of the Fastnet Race in Cowes, Isle of Wight. 🛥️

27/07 Attended the Tall Ships Races Captains’ Dinner at Lerwick Town Hall, Lerwick, Shetland Islands. 👨‍✈️🍽️

28/07 Visited ships in Lerwick Harbour taking part in the Tall Ships Races. 🚢🏁

29/07 With Sir Tim, attended the King George Day at Ascot Racecourse. 🏆🐎

30/07 Princess Anne and Sir Tim visited Cowes, Isle of Wight for Cowes Week and carried out the following engagements;

Viewed Cowes Week Racing and met Squadron Staff at the Royal Yacht Squadron. 🛥️

Visited HMS Tyne and The Royal Navy Stand. ⛴️

Attended a Church Service at Holy Trinity Church. ⛪️

Attended a Reception for Members, Racing Crews, Flag Officers and Sailing Associates at the Royal Yacht Squadron. 🥂

Total official engagements for Anne in July: 42

2023 total so far: 304

Total official engagements accompanied by Tim in July: 14

2023 total so far: 70

[joemuggs]

The Local is the Local

OK this is another unfinished article. Entirely my fault this time. I wrote it as a draft for a magazine, who asked me to rejig it (fairly in this case - it's a bit bitty), but life events stopped me doing the rewrite in time - and the longer it sat on my hard drive the more of a burden redoing it felt.... So I just need to dump it here, get it out there, and then develop the theme in a new way next year. Because it IS about something important to me (to all of us really), so hopefully having it out in the world will help me get my thoughts in order. Interesting sidetone: I had not heard of Cory Doctorow's concept of "enshittification" when I wrote it!

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To paraphrase Dickens, they were the shittest of times, they were the even shittierest of times. The litany of war, pestilence, impoverishment, looming destruction, failing institutions and all the rest really, really isn’t funny any more. Just shit. Even the lowest-information of punters notices the decline daily: not just when they need services like police or doctors or public transport, but in the very fabric of things. Even the relatively cosy market town where I live with my family – having moved out of South London to the New Forest in 2017 to give our two then-small kids space and fresh air – noticeably has crumbling building facades and a lot of shut-down shops, and the big towns are worse.

Our nearest cities are Southampton – which to be fair has never recovered from its PTSD from World War II anyway – and Bournemouth. Bournemouth, too, has always been a bit tatty – seedy too, the epitome of faded Victorian glamour – but nonetheless energetic, like the party town it is: a kind of Brighton minus the airs and graces. Lately, though, that energy is muted to say the very least. The city centre is eerie as anything with some of the biggest department and chain stores boarded up with nothing to replace them. It’s not quite a wasteland, but it’s not itself, either. It’s not right. It feels sad.

It’s easy to get angry about this stuff. It’s even easier to get down and defeated. A decade and a bit of neglect of… well…everything in the name of austerity has weakened everything, eroded the resilience needed to ride out the latest economic shocks. And the state of towns and cities doesn’t just symbolise this, they are the heart of the problem, the ebbing away of commerce and socialisation in them drives atomisation. Often it feels like too many people are beaten down, resigned, heading not towards riots but just towards a creeping anomie, distancing and acceptance of inevitable worsening of… well… everything.

There are oases of hope though – albeit slightly odd ones. Some of the best times I’ve had in Bournemouth lately have been at record fairs. Now, yes, I’m a middle aged man with decks and Kallax shelves in the garage, but honestly, this isn’t what you’re thinking. These aren’t just forums for people like me to jostle and hustle over dusty crates and bore on about rare pressings. They’re family affairs. They’re fun. The Eats’n’Beats fair takes over coffee roasters’ courtyards, with food, clothes and craft stalls. Re:Warm’s pop up shop is run by Balearic geezers, taking over a craft brewery taproom so people of all ages can eat, drink and socialise all day long around the music.

There’s two vital parts to this, the first being the food and drink. Food halls, stalls and fairs have maybe got a bad name lately, thanks to blanded out mall versions, price gouging at festivals and – worst – the gentrification spearhead affairs masterminded by hospitality industry wideboys to create bourgeois enclaves in big cities where almost all white attendees can sample safe packets of “ethnic” experience for £8 a recycled cardboard plateful. But step outside the metropoles and the picture is very different. People are thrilled by culinary variety, and very glad indeed to support local cooks and produce merchants. Food fairs are actual special occasions.

Back in late 2020, Covid still running amok, Owen Hatherley wrote a piece for the Guardian about high street regeneration focusing on how the people of Preston, Lancs took the initiative in what he called “craft beer social democracy, based on small trades doing interesting things.” My antennae sparked on reading it and I couldn’t get the phrase “craft beer social democracy” out of my head. If an arch Corbynist like Hatherley could find things to love in something so close to the Cameronian Big Society / Jamie Oliver Big Lunch model, odd things were afoot.

The second element in play is music, especially club music, and the culture that comes with it. The Balearic aspect in particular – laid back, anything-goes, not beholden to the doof-doof, but smart and interesting sounds – provides the perfect atmosphere to come-one-come-all daytime events. Even in a staid village, get a few people sitting around on haybales drinking craft cider and eating pizza, play “I’m Not in Love”, some Soul II Soul and some Róisín Murphy on nice speakers, and hey presto: vibes upon vibes. And just as importantly, the hypersocial, and now cross-generational, nature of club culture provides its own infrastructure to build on too – again, something easy to take for granted or write off as facile if you’re in a major hub city, but a lifeline if you’re out in the gammon-infested sticks. I already knew this thanks to my wife being a founder of the Big Fish Little Fish family rave organisation, and getting to see the joy it brings to relatively socially isolated parents, but seeing the same vibe connections seeping into genteel school fetes and pub gardens has been an eye-opener.

That linkage into subculture in turn links into a different sort of urban regeneration: the DIY venue. Last year, not that long after I’d made contact with the Bournemouth record fair crews, I got invited to write about the music scene in Tyneside and was bowled over by the sense of an area relatively overlooked by arts funding and the culture industry determined to build its own infrastructure. Venues like Cobalt, Star & Shadow, The Lubber Fiend and World Headquarters are created and maintained not just for their own scenes but with a sense of adding to the fabric of the city. Again, as with the Preston story, something that stood out was the "odd blend of hard-left politics and entrepreneurialism" that comes when communities pull together.

My weekend in the Northeast made me think again about other spaces I’ve attended, been in touch with or heard friends enthuse about. Sheffield’s Hope Works, a proper down and dirty techno dive that every year blossoms into the No Bounds arts festival across the city. Rye Wax in Peckham, the record-store-café-venue that’s been in suspended animation since Covid lockdown but is about to be reborn with an Arts Council funded youth mentorship programme in tow. Futtle brewery in Fife. Spit And Sawdust skate art cafe bar in Cardiff. Partisan, The Carlton Club and White Hotel in Manchester. The Golden Lion, Todmorden. The Cellar Arts Club in Worthing. Sneaky Pete’s in Edinburgh. Future Yard in Birkenhead. Club Uniquity in Somerleyton, Suffolk. Café Indie in Scunthorpe...

There are dozens more besides, crucially each with its own approach and character, a million miles from the sanitised O2 / Carling / Live Nation owned £7 plastic-glass-of-rat’s-piss monoculture that has taken hold of venues and festivals in this country. Some are built around dance music, but many around indie rock or noise/experimental music, or LGBTQ+ scenes, or all of the above. Often there’s radical politics behind them, but just as often you’ll find a hodge-podge: as in Hatherley’s “craft beer social democracy”, necessity makes for interesting alliances, and hard left and woolly libs, idealists and bootstrap entrepreneurs, rigorous ethical frameworks and widepersons of the blag economy, will rub along together.

But whatever their individual slant, they tend, crucially to have deep roots in some kind of subcultural history. At the time of writing I’m preparing to head up to Bristol to chair panel discussions at the Black Gold Vinyl Fair at Lost Horizon HQ. This gig/rave venue, cafe, gallery, marketplace and VR studio (!) is run by the team behind Shangri La – the successor to Lost Vagueness as Glastonbury Festival’s “naughty corner” – with an ethos eyeballs-deep in mischievous hippie/anarchist-leaning squatter history, but also the organisational nous that it takes to be part of the 21st century double-fenced Glastonbury megalopolis. That sense of subcultural history – folk culture, even – has been brought brightly to life just recently by the celebrations of what would have been the late, great Andrew Weatherall’s 60th birthday. They may have begun in superclub fabric, but they progressed through smaller venues in Belfast and Glasgow to close with a weekender in the strange, storied Golden Lion in Todmorden.

All of this – the food fairs, the vinyl and beer all dayers, the record shops with charcuterie, the little rave dives with coffee machines and yoga classes in the daytime, all of it – is sorely needed. The triple whammy of Brexit, Covid and the Cozzy Lizzy (as we must now call the economic collapse) have hit the music industry very, very hard, and gigs and festivals worst of all. Even international acts are finding it hard to tour and will do for the foreseeable future, which is going to be career ending for some – and for many of the tens of thousands of people who prop up the infrastructure. It’s hard to overstate the damage, but there are at least crumbs of comfort for young acts, local scenes and little venues held together with gaffer tape and deranged strength of will.

And our towns and cities need them, too. It’s been wild seeing the conspiratarians and antiwokers turn on the 15 Minute City as the latest target for spittle flecked ranting. But hopefully, maybe this can be a galvanising force for all the rest of us to remember that actually, yes, our neighbourhoods can be better. The craft beer and food court aspects may have got a bad rep as being bougie or gentrifying, but that is a misunderstanding and ultimately snobbery. Thankfully the subculture parts – whether it’s punk, rave, balearic, queer scenes or whatever – do still manage cut across class and other social boundaries. And ultimately, given the right welcoming atmosphere, having a drink or a cake and listening to tunes is pretty inclusive as activities go.

Oddly enough, there isn’t really any map to this territory, there’s no guidebook to where to find the truly independent happenings. Perhaps that’s because those big brand sponsored faux-popups, box parks and gentrifier vanguard food courts with their PR budgets suck up all the air of publicity, perhaps it’s because the indie spaces are too cranky, too individual, too busy just staying afloat to link up into a movement. They need each of us to seek them out.

We don’t really have a flagship community space in this bit of the south coast just yet – at least I don’t think we do: I’d love to be surprised and proved wrong. My exploration of our nearby cities has been cursory until recently, having had social life limited first by young children, then by two years of Covid disruption. Only now, with my kids hurtling into their teens, am I really finding my feet socially and musically. But between a few ramshackle bars and shiny breweries and those fun afternoons rifling through tunes and eating fancy cookies, I am finding a few glimmers of hope. And in these shittest of times hope is, of course, the most precious commodity of all.

[mademoiselle-red]

so I was watching this TikTok about how everything is more affordable when you don’t live alone, since you can share stuff like rent (and you can afford a bigger space too!) and groceries and help each other out with chores and errands (assuming equal division of labor) so you all end up with more time and money at the end of the day, and you have people to share food and activities and things with so life is also more fun.

And I was thinking about Ralph in chapter 16 when he went back to his empty room after beating up Bunny, looking around that undecorated and unloved room and just feeling despair at the fact that his attempts to live with someone else never work out, and finding himself unable to face the idea of spending the rest of his life like this. Because one of two things need to happen for him to get out of this: a partner or a lot of money. A partner so he can move into a proper home, or make it far enough in his career to afford a proper home of his own.

Right now the later had been blown to pieces along with his fingers, they’ve sent him back to training, and he is so tired, too tired to climb that ladder all over again. It took 7 years to get to where he is in the merchant navy hierarchy and now he has to learn and climb whatever career ladder awaits a radar operator, if there even is one.

And the former, a partner to share his life with. He tried it with Alec, who is the most reasonable person he knows, but it didn’t work out. Their personalities clashed too much. Alec wanted to avoid claustrophobia, while Ralph wanted to huddle closer for comfort. With Bunny, they clashed on everything: from how to decorate the home to what kind of relationship they could have. They both found each other insufferably smug and stuck-up in their different ways. And with Laurie, he tried to compromise, he really did, but Laurie wouldn’t meet him in the middle. And Laurie wants to rent a room alone in the countryside and get occasional visits from that boy of his. Laurie doesn’t want to share a home, a life with Ralph. And Laurie thinks he is just as fickle and cruel as Bunny. “Maybe that’s why I can’t hold down a relationship. Maybe my parents were right. Maybe Jeepers was right. Maybe they were right all along —there’s no place for me because something is wrong with me.” Maybe he had been planning to end it all at 19, until Spud came along and told him there was nothing wrong with him. Maybe he half-believed it as he rode the train down to Southampton, and decided he’d try making something of his life still, because one person told him it was worth it. And now that one person looked at what he’s made of himself over the past seven years and decided that no, there was something wrong with him after all.

And the thing is, the way Ralph had been living for the past few years before Laurie showed up is really no different from the near-term life Laurie dreamed up for himself in the EMS hospital: renting a room out of someone else’s house, getting frequent visits from a special friend who would never stay long. The only difference being that Ralph’s special friend would have sex with him while Laurie’s special friend would just sit and talk about his moral crisis.

Anyways, I remember how in the early months of the pandemic, when I was still living in Berlin, renting a room in a flat with two roommates who were a couple, it was really miserable for me because I had no other space to be in aside from my own room and the tiny kitchen, which was communal. The living room was their second room. And later that summer, a friend sublet her one-room unit in a university dorm to me, and it was a little better, since I had total privacy, but I was still isolated to my room. When I finally accepted my mother’s invitation to move back into her home in the US at the end of summer, the thing that struck me the most was the house: so many rooms! a full size kitchen! So much countertop space! And someone who cooks for me! And space in the garden for a table and chairs! So many places to lounge around in! I don’t have to drink my coffee in my room anymore! And I can just grab a mug without thinking. It’s all mine, ours. Mind you, I was raised in this house but it felt like I was visiting wonderland for the first time 😂

Like, I totally get Ralph’s happiness the morning after the wedding. It’s not just having sex with Laurie and knowing that he is loved in return. It is being able to wake up in that wonderfully homely house feeling cherished and knowing that everything in this place is dear to Laurie, well looked after, and long loved, and now that includes him.