My Daily Banana

Photo of the Day:

A panorama picture of Husum Harbour

Event of the Day:

14th August 1969

Operation Banner goes into action

 

 

The British Armed Forces begin operations in Northern Ireland, they started operations under request of the Royal Ulster Constabulary.

To begin with the Brits went over to protect the Roman Catholic population from the Protestants. They were greeted with cheers, but after a weapons search and the Falls Curfew in 1970 the mood changed and the British soldiers were attacked and hated from both sides.

On Good Friday 1st August 2007 Operation Banner ends; 1441 British soldier lost their lives.

What a waste!

Birthday of the Day:

14th August 1941

David Crosby

 

A quarter of the group CSNY (Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young)

They had their high in the early seventies. The most popular LP was Deja Vu with recordings such as Teach Your Children, Woodstock, Our House or Country Girl

Died on this Day:

 14th August 1988

Robert Calvert

 

Singer/Songwriter with the group Hawkwind died at the age of 43.

They played spacey music in the early seventies (I just saw in Google that they are still around, OAP playing acid-rock!!) Their most popular recording was Silver Machine released in 1972; it reached '3 in the British charts. I saw them live 1970 in Newark and they played one of the most boring gigs I have ever seen; the best part of the evening was with a friend and two birds after the show in a small Honda misting up the windows.

Thoughts:

I nearly called for Noah this morning, the clouds opened their trapdoors and threw the rain down in buckets, all the way to work my windshield wipers were going full power and the road was covered with 2-3 centimeters of water. The gullies couldn't cope with the water.

Last night I saw a documentary on internet (The Real Death Valley) it got me all riled up, I couldn't get it out of my mind for hours/days. It was about illegal aliens crossing the Mexico/Texas border. Around sixty miles into Texas there is a second border control to catch all of the aliens who got past the initial border control. To get past it the poor people take a life risking 40 mile bypass through the desert; over 400 of them don't make it and die of thirst, hunger and or snake bite. They are then collected by the marshalls and buried in mass graves.

That was a bad story, but what got me the most was why some of these people leave their homes looking for a new life in the USA. The reporter interviewed a man, who ran from his home in San Salvador with his brother because one of the gangs had marked them, and that meant death. This happened because the brother was a very talented artist who refused to design tattoos for the gang. There was a short film of the gang and wow, what animals. A group of apes would act more civilized than they did. A load of skinny, tattooed youths looking hard (they weren't playing or trying to look hard they were) and yielding swords and machetes.

The brother died trying to hike through the desert, he lived to be 22.

Never ever come on me again with right wing thoughts about immigrants, for the most of them it is not their fault that they leave their homes and families; in fact all of them have a right to want to have a better living; didn't I do that when I moved over to Germany? Didn't my parents have the same wishes when the emigrated to Australia? Don't we all move house, job etc. to improve our standard of living? Think!!

My thoughts were "Thank God I was born in a civilized country, where we learn to respect one another!" My stomach still cramps when I think about the documentary.

I know that was a heavy one and not everyone will agree with me, but I've got it off my liver and hopefully soon off my mind.

 

Here's a small sample of my bog-views, I shot all of these in England.

Enjoy the pictures, if you want to see more tell me, I've got hundreds of views:

 

 

Bye xxx

My Daily Banana

 

 

 

Photo of the Day:

 

 

Inside the Husum Church
It's quite plain but very classy

The Altar
There are no pictures or reliefs in the church not even a painting of Jesus, unusual

 

 

Event of the Day:

 

12th August 1981

 

The IBM PC was released

 

The first personal computer with a cpu 8088 systembus 4.77MHz, RAM was 256kByte and the storage system was two floppy discs and a fixed disc with a capacity of 10 MB (this computer that I am working with has a cpu Intel Core i7 systembus 3.20GHz, RAM is 32GByte and storage system is a DVD played/recorder a solid system hard disc with 512 GByte capacity and another hard disc with a capacity of 2 TByte

The PC's are worlds apart.

My first PC I bought in 1985 when I went to the building technology college. On it I learned how to make small programs with Basic and I learned CAD, with which I now earn my daily bread/banana.

 

 

Birthday of the Day:

 

12th August 1986

 

Lynda Martin

 

Our little girl, she fought against a contraceptive coil and won.

 

Died on this Day:

 

 

12th August 1964

 

Ian Fleming

 

The man who created James Bond, 007 licence to kill

 

 

Thoughts:

 

The rain is here, just like I wanted. At last the car is being washed.

I hope it clears up soon though, because we are taking a short trip this weekend to Sylt. I was given two concert cards for Annett Louisan and the concert is on Saturday evening.

My English speaking friends will not have heard of her, she sings in German; it's a kind of chanson the text is interesting and she's an eyeful to be seen. So I'm looking forward to a good concert. I'll give you a sample of her songs: Das Spiel and a link to her latest album Zu Viel Informationen

Here are a few photos of Husum:

Husum was a livestock market back in history

Ugly wall reliefs of the fifties/sixties

Not much better

Husum town centre with the church in the background

Husum is quite an old town with many impressive buildings

Old, most of the façade is original

The church with a fountain in front the Tine-Brunnen (the statue symbolises a fishers wife)

The market square

The harbour area
too many people.
There's a café on the right where I like to sit and watch the world go by.

The harbour.
Now-a-days there are only hobby yachts that berth here, in the last century there was a shipyard here. I can remember seeing the Sylt/Röm car-ferry on the slip, that must be back in the early seventies.

It's a nice area now, clean; the industry is gone and the town lives from a new industry: tourists

That was the first time, that I saw the bridge open to let a ship through.

Hope you likes the pictures of Husum. I'll have to repeat it sometime when the town is in a normal state.

Bye! 

My Daily Banana

 

 

 

Photo of the Day

 

 

 

Event of the Day:

 

 

11th August 1968

 

The last steam train runs on the British Rail

 

Dirty, soot spitting monsters! Today everyone is pleased to see a steam engine, it doesn't matter if it is a locomotive or a traction engine both are loved, but; think back to the fifties and sixties, the towns were black and where the rail track meandered through the city the houses looked like the inside of a chimney (if you've never seen the inside of a chimney its similar to the inside of an auto exhaust: black!) I remember traveling into London by rail, the houses looked terrible; today they look terrible also because of graffiti; in those days the paint wouldn't have stuck to the walls because of the soot. No, I don't want the old times to come back, today is a much healthier environment!

 

 

Birthday of the Day:

 

11th August 1954

 

Joe Jackson

 

An English musician, punk to jazz. His most known songs were recorded in the late seventies early eighties such as Steppin' Out or You Can't Get What You Want (Till You Know What You Want) and Is She Really Going Out With Him?

 

 

Died on this Day:

 

11th August 1939

 

Jean Bugatti

 

German automobile designer

 

 

Thoughts:

 

As you saw over the weekend I'm taking it a little slower. I had the weekend off and managed to read the newspapers.

Yesterday Heike and I went to Husum, a small town in North Friesland with a population of around twenty-five thousand. There was a festival down at the old harbour and throughout the town centre; that means thousands of people milling through eat-stalls, music-stages, happenings, street-musicians, fairground attractions. It was like a human ants-nest! Nothing for me , I kept to the perimeter, I can't stand milling through crowds I get claustrophobic!

I took tons of photos of doors, the church, people and tried to capture the general atmosphere. Some of the old doors were incredible, see for yourselves:

 

 

 

Na, did you get through all the doors?

Aren't they amazing?

Bye