Monday, April 21, 2025

Book of the Month: Project Hail Mary

This book was a lend from Bryan and Elaine, both of whom had read it and suggested I read it too. It's written by Andy Weir, who wrote The Martian, which I haven't read but I have watched the film adaptation starring Matt Damon. As ever, mild spoilers follow. 


The basic gist of the story is that the sun is dying, like a lot of other stars in the local neighbourhood. However, one star seems immune, so an international project is put together to launch a spaceship to that star, Tau Ceti, to try and find out why that star isn't dimming like the sun and other nearby stars. The spaceship is called the Hail Mary, a reference to a last gasp attempt at scoring in American Football, and possibly in other sports. Hence, Project Hail Mary.

The main protagonist - Ryland Grace - is a discredited scientist working as a high school teacher, who is called up to the project due to his discredited work now having some functional application in investigating the crisis caused by the sun's diminishing energy output. Just a note here - "Hail Mary, full of Grace" is the first line of the rosary chant said by Catholics as penance or invocation. So, a character called Grace on the Hail Mary spaceship? That wasn't an accident. I have a feeling Andy Weir felt well chuffed with himself when he came up with that. 

The Hail Mary reaches Tau Ceti and discovers another spaceship already there. It's an alien ship, sent by another race seeking answers to the same problem - why is their sun dying? Grace and the alien pilot, who he nicknames Rocky, seek to work together to try and find a solution to the threat to both their worlds. 

There is plenty of humour in the interactions between Grace and Rocky, particularly when it comes to explaining certain human and alien bodily functions. The idea of trying to explain sleep to an alien was amusing - "I can't imagine explaining 'sleep' to someone who has never heard of it. Hey, I'm going to fall unconscious and hallucinate for a while. By the way, I spend a third of my time doing this. And if I can't do it for a while, I go insane and eventually die. No cause for concern."

But it turns out Rocky does understand sleep and there is a whole alien cultural tradition around it that I thought was very cute and a bit sad. Still, Grace's description of it made me laugh. 

The technology and science in the book felt reasonably plausible, even if the international cooperation on the mission seemed very far-fetched. Grace and Rocky have to do a lot of problem-solving and those problems are all worked out in more detail than was necessary. At some points there are some jarring bits of prose. The author has a bad habit of name-checking certain things like using "Excel spreadsheets", when he could have just used a generic word like 'database' for when Grace started to translate Rocky's communication. 

I wondered if it was product placement for Microsoft, or whether it was designed to impress the readership, like we are meant to think 'ooh, the astronaut must be clever, he's using Excel!' But I was sceptical about how quickly Grace was able to work out communication with Rocky, so maybe there was some magic in his using Excel after all. 

Another jarring aspect of Grace's first person narration is the way he interchanges metric and imperial measurements and then comments on it, pointing out that this is an annoying result of being brought up in America. It would have been fine if he only mentioned it once, but by about the third time it got irritating - yes, we get it, Americans have a quirky way of using both measurement systems. But, so do people from the UK. And nobody cares. I almost felt like the author had to make reference to it to deflect criticism for having a scientist using both sets of measurements. 

But, having said that, Grace isn't a heroic figure setting out to save the world. He is a reluctant participant in the mission, a man thrust into an unexpected situation and doing his best not to mess it up. He carries the huge burden of being humanity's last chance of survival and maybe he can be forgiven for obsessing about whether he should be calculating measurements in centimetres or inches as he takes us through his story. 

As science-fiction stories go, there is an air of hope to this book. Even our current climate change and rising planetary temperature crisis turns out alright in the end, because it buys humanity a few more years when the sun starts to get dimmer. As the first human to encounter an alien being, Grace goes beyond being an ambassador and instead becomes a partner in a relationship focused on saving both worlds. It makes a change from alien contact stories that focus more on fear and aggression. 

However, at the same time, the positive nature of the book has a dark side. Faced with the climate crisis, it's hard to see where a 'Hail Mary' will come from, and the idea of international cooperation to save the planet feels like it will remain only possible in a work of fiction. 

Tuesday, April 15, 2025

Covid recollections - five years on


We recently had a 'National Day of Reflection' about the Covid-19 Pandemic, marking five years since the first lockdown orders were issued. The week after the day of reflection, I met up with my former work colleagues Heather and Tracy, and we talked about the last week we worked together, as in, together in the same office. 

We were a team of three who worked in an office tucked away under the Children's Hospital. I used to refer to the room as the bunker, because although we had a window we were well below street level. The window looked out onto a concrete area surrounded by high walls. We were located below a ward that acted as temporary housing for patients from various wards as wards elsewhere in the hospital were being renovated. In the time we were there, the ward was a cardiac ward, then a renal ward, then something else.

In early 2020 it got turned into a respiratory ward. Patients admitted with breathing difficulties caused by the new virus were being cared for there. I found this out in an inter-departmental meeting on a Tuesday morning. I also knew the kitchen serving that ward was located just down the corridor from our office and staff were preparing food for the ward and transporting food trolleys along the corridor without any protective gear. 

I went back to the office and said to Heather and Tracy that we needed to pack up our things, take our laptops and work from home for the rest of the week until we got some clear answers. Within an hour the three of us had left the office... and that was the last day we worked there. 

Just before I moved to a new job the office was permanently requisitioned for another team and I went in with Heather to clear it. I threw away so many half-completed to-do lists! 

Covid hit our wider network hard. Many of the teams we worked with had staff redeployed. There was a huge shift to virtual consultations and home working. Most of our teams had tried to start virtual consultations but had always been frustrated by a lack of support from IT and sometimes point blank blocking by Information Governance, Suddenly, everyone was on Microsoft Teams and encouraged to talk to patients that way. As one consultant said to me 'For years we have been trying to go virtual, and all it took was a global pandemic...!"

I feel a bit guilty, really, talking about my experience working in healthcare during the pandemic. I recognise that I got off very lightly. I know people who ended up in Nightingale Hospitals and others who were given minimal training handling needles and were launched into vaccination centres. One former colleague worked in ICU and talked about having to intubate people she worked with who had caught the disease. 

But my experience was being at home, locked away. Cathy and I spent more time together than we had done for years. It was nice eating lunch together every day. Yes, it was all a bit scary. I was flicking through an old journal and for a long time I was noting the covid death statistics that were being published daily. 

Along with journaling, I got into blogging a lot more. One of my lockdown projects was launching my (now sadly neglected) blog about baseball cards featuring Tony Gwynn. That was one of several Lockdown Projects, which I wrote about in May 2020.

I didn't blog excessively about the pandemic, but I did record some things, which make an interesting read now, with the benefit of hindsight. (That Lockdown Projects blog post was the first mention of the pandemic on my blog.)

In the first few months of the pandemic, lots of people put home made rainbows in their windows as a message of hope and solidarity with each other. Blog post: Grangetown Rainbow Art

Shortly after the Covid-19 lockdown began my Uncle Malcolm and my good friend Ben both died, although not from Covid. I wasn't able to go to their funerals, which added to the pain. Blog post: The fractional losses, being human in a viral world

A bit like the Rainbow Art thing, we joined in the first Grangetown Zoo

In the October, lockdown had been eased a bit and then suddenly returned. Blog post: Lockdown freedoms (a "Fire Break" post)

At the end of 2020, I listed five positive things from the year. One of them was being at home for Christmas - yes, it was another lockdown but it was still nice. That was the Christmas my mum went to Edinburgh for Christmas at my sister's and wasn't allowed back into England for four weeks due to emergency travel restrictions.

By February 2021, I was really missing going to football matches. As a result it felt like the 2020-21 season never really happened at all

But then in March I got called for my first covid vaccination, in the repurposed former Toys R Us building in Cardiff Bay. It wasn't long before it was known as Jabs R Us. Blog post: Jabbed

I really remember that day. Firstly, when I walked in I met my colleague Nick who worked in the Service Improvement Team in the health board. He had helped design the mass vaccination centre and was there checking it was all running smoothly. 

The second thing was just the feeling of tearful relief when I got back into my car after being vaccinated and suddenly feeling like I had some protection at last from this awful thing that had been threatening me for so long. I have such a strong memory of that emotional response, but I didn't mention it in my blog post at the time. 

That year there was a weird anti-lockdown party in the Senedd Election. Blog post: Senedd 2021 Election Leaflets Review & Ranking

I had a surprise when I cleaned out the detritus from my car. Blog post: Mundane markers of pandemic life

In June 2021 we went to the cinema for the first time since before lockdown. We saw In The Heights

And in July 2021 I was able to go to my first football match since early March 2020. Blog post: Back to football after 16 months away

I posted several review posts of 2021 at the end of the year. One of them was all about the pandemic. Blog post: Reflecting on 2021 – the second year of the pandemic

In early 2022, I wrote about how Covid-19 was a good example of how sincerely held beliefs - however strongly they are held - are no protection against reality. This is a lesson that has become ever more apparent politically since I blogged about it. Blog post: The boat of belief and the rocks of reality

I also noted how the pandemic had left it's mark when I took part in the Keep Grangetown Tidy litter pick in January 2022

In May 2022 I caught Covid-19 for the first time. I was due to start my new job and had to spend the first week of it attending virtual meetings and apologising to people. It was a key part of my blog post review of the month that month.

In September 2022 I had my fourth covid vaccination and was very pleased to finally get a sticker! (Cathy got one the very first time she got vaccinated.)

And in October 2022, we went to our first gig since before the pandemic - a postponed Counting Crows gig in Manchester

Covid was still around in 2023. I caught it again in March, as mentioned in that month's round up post. (And yes, I might have caught it off a giant rabbit!)

Happily, I have managed to stay free of the virus since then. 

I hoped that after the pandemic settled down the world might be a more reflective and kinder place. Sadly, that hasn't happened. We have had two years of war in Ukraine now, and a year and a half of atrocities in Gaza. The USA seems to be spinning apart, headed up by a destructive narcissist. It seems like the chaos caused by covid wasn't enough and some people just want more. 

Sunday, April 13, 2025

Mega Saturday

Saturday was a busy one. It started with a Keep Grangetown Tidy litter pick that produced its usual haul of rubbish but this time had an unexpected sad inclusion.



Yes sadly the smiling octopus is on its way to landfill. These big soft toys are a staple of the Cardiff Bay Beach or city centre Winter Wonderland fairs and I've often seen parents carrying them away from such events; usually the parents look a lot grumpier than the octopuses do. 

My collecting partner for the day was Claire.


And we had another decent turn out, with lots of new people.



I don't know who found the octopus. I found a toy on the other end of the size scale - one of the pups from Paw Patrol.



He had been well played with before being thrown or lost in a hedge and now he's also on his way to landfill. Such is the fate of lost toys. 

After cleaning up the streets, I picked up Steve and we headed to Merthyr Tydfil to watch Merthyr Town play Poole Town. Steve has been a fan of Poole since he was a lad and I've been to see them a few times with him. The last game we went to, Poole won 7-2. However we were expecting a possible heavy defeat this time, with Merthyr sitting top of the table. 




When I checked in on Futbology I got a badge for my 600th football match. 


There is a caveat to this milestone. I don't have any of the matches that I went to before 1992 listed. (1992-93 was the season I started logging the matches I went to.) So it's the 600th game logged on the app

Contrary to our prior expectations, Poole won 2-1. Merthyr were very good in the first half but only scored one and Poole got a flukey equaliser direct from a corner. The Merthyr team were sent out early for the second half but something had sapped all their confidence and Poole scored an excellent team goal that proved to be the winner. Cue 'absolute limbs' among the Poole Ultras behind the goal.


But the sporting excitement wasn't over for the day as I had a Blood Bowl battle booked with Bryan.

On my week's holiday I had done some painting, and since coming home I had managed to paint my team of wood elves. I decided to give them purple hair and was quite happy with the result. I already a mostly painted treeman figure and he joined the elves for this match.


I've called the treeman Mosstyn, and it wasn't long before he was in the thick of the brawling.


The elves are very agile, meaning players can break through the other team lines. This led to a high scoring game with the elves winning 4-1.




However, they aren't so good defensively. They ended the game with four serious injuries and a casualty box full of maimed elves. In return they barely won any blocks and didn't inflict a single meaningful injury. 


Bryan seemed happy with maiming so many players despite the loss. And I enjoyed playing with a new team that had been sitting unused for so long.

And that was my mega Saturday. Looking forward to a quieter Sunday now!

Wednesday, April 09, 2025

A week in Bucks - my holiday painting project

I decided to take some paints and a couple of Blood Bowl teams on our holiday to Buckinghamshire. 

I used the game box to pack everything I thought I might need.



I've wanted to paint the Black Orc team for a while now. The team will be called The Big Pink Nightmares and I want their uniforms to be bright pink.

I started off with some basing:


I base-coated Varag, my black orc star player, and my two skaven star players on the first night. Unfortunately this was an old pot of paint and had gone goopy. 

I bought some new white paint in High Wycombe, just some Humbrol acrylic. But it worked nicely as a base coat. I also bought bright, light pink paint made by Vallejo. Games Workshop don't seem to do a pink in the shade I was looking for.

I then discovered the "goblin green" I had brought with me was a bit bright. Fortunately I had a more orcish tone with me so I used that on the orcs. The goblins stayed in the brighter shade though.

Eventually I got most of the team mostly painted. I'm not a great painter but badly painted is better than not painted at all...




I also took my wood elf team with me. They weren't attached to bases yet, so that was the first job. Games Workshop don't make it easy with some figures - they have minimal contact with the base!


Speaking of bases, I only managed to get a base coat of paint on them on them so they might have to play as ghost elves for a while!

But still, it felt like a decent amount of progress over the course of the week.


If you were observant, you might have seen I took the Norse team with me as well. They are still boxed and on their sprues, as I didn't have time to build them. Maybe next holiday...

Tuesday, April 08, 2025

A week in Bucks - a selection of selfies

Where possible we took selfies on our holiday in Buckinghamshire. Here are a few of them...

Beaconsfield is the home of the paralympics and so we took a selfie with Mandeville, the mascot for the 2012 Paralympic Games. 


There were lots of selfie opportunities at Legoland


With the Angel!





And at Bekonscot, too.




It's not as easy trying to take one with a real windmill!


We took a train selfie at Beales Wildlife Park.


And another train selfie at Bekonscot.


I took a couple of solo selfies at football matches.



And, of course, we had to take one outside our base for the week!




Monday, April 07, 2025

A week in Bucks - Bekonscot Model Village


This was a real nostalgia trip for me. I vividly remember visiting Bekonscot Model Village sometime in the late 80s when we were visiting family friends who lived near Beaconsfield. It was my first real exposure to puns, as many of the business names in the model village are a play on words. (The one I really remember is Scratchitt & Reckitt, Home Removals.)

As we were on holiday nearby, visiting Bekonscot again was firmly on the to do list for our week in Buckinghamshire. I have learned not to expect too much from revisiting things I remember being great when I was a kid - but this really lived up to the nostalgic memories!






There is a real mix of buildings in the village, with castles and harbours and stately homes alongside little cottages and industry. The buildings are all made by Bekonscot staff, carrying on the traditions of the visionary eccentrics who founded it. One or two buildings have fallen foul of the weather - a bit like in the Miniland part of Legoland that we visited the same week. A difference is that, despite some worn areas needing a touch up, Bekonscot still felt very loved whereas Legoland is a much more corporate venture and the worn exhibits felt more like neglect there. 

The windmill is iconic

Some buildings have scenes inside too


When I was a kid I loved the large model trains that rattle around the village. There were lots of these going around, along with several other moving bits and bobs. 







The village even had a cliff railway!




There is also a large ride on train now. I said to Cathy I didn't remember it from my childhood visits, as we would definitely have ridden on it. I checked with the driver and the railway was added in 2001. I told the driver that I thought it hadn't been here when I visited as a child and he said "Oh, no, that would be long before we got the train." I thought that was a bit cheeky, to be honest. But I suppose he was right.






And finally, I mentioned the puns - here are some of the ones that really made me chuckle.






Overall I felt like this disproved the saying that "you can't go back". Maybe when it's something quirky like a model village, you can!