Wednesday, September 13, 2006

The Team

The first three mouse-keteers (T, Jon and I) met at the beginning of the year. As homeless we start to look for a roof to put over our heads, it took several days until we found our old chapel. The University was really helpful (yeah sure).
Then we found Arne... we needed 4 people to pay for the rent!

This is the 73 High street team:


Tohid (T): Iranian (West London, represent), good mate always happy, doesn't drink and has a car. Now you know who the designated driver was.


Jon: He is Jon Bond for the people on e-bay, the post office and the depot in Hong Kong.


Arne: The crazy German who is doing his second PhD.


Delphin: Our guest for one month (stays 9 months) Excellent cook, but you don't want to joke about the French wine, she will go ballistic.


This is me having a snack in the kitchen (notice the shisha in the top left corner, for more information look on this blog in the next couple of weeks).

73 High Street

I'm sure you remember Madness song "Our house", here is our version.

Arne wears his Sunday vest
Delphine's tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Jonny's sighing in his sleep
T's got a deadline to keep
He can't hang around



Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our

Our house it has a crowd
There's always something happening
And it's usually quite loud
Pauline (our landlady) she's so house-proud
Nothing ever slows her down
And a mess is not allowed (???)


Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our

Our house, in the middle of our street
(Something tells you)
(That you've got to get away from it)
Our house, in the middle of our

Frisco gets up late for work
Adri has to iron his shirt
Then she sends the kids to school
Sees them off with a small kiss (besito!!)
She's the one they're going to miss
In lots of ways


Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our

I remember way back then when
Everything was true and when
We would have such a very good time
Such a fine time
Such a happy time
And I remember how we'd play
Simply waste the day away
Then we'd say
Nothing would come between us (except for some NPower bills)
Four (well five) dreamers



Arne wears his Sunday vest
Delphine's tired she needs a rest
The kids are playing up downstairs
Jonny's sighing in his sleep
T's got a deadline to keep
He can't hang around

Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our
Our house, was our castle and our keep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, that was where we used to sleep
Our house, in the middle of our street
Our house, in the middle of our street

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Cranfield??? Where???

I am almost out of this little town, I have been here for almost one year and people still ask me: “Cranfield? Where is it?” Well I can tell you that it is in the middle of nowhere and there is nothing to do except to go to the pub (3 in the village and 3 at the university), so it is like Ciudad Ojeda but people speak English and the weather is colder, but not too much.
I'm going to show you all where Cranfield is.


From London to Cranfield is about 1 hour driving on the M1. Cranfield is located between Milton Keynes and Bedford.


Between the village and the university is the airport. Cranfield is the only University in the UK with their own airport for the School of Aeronautics. But I had to go around the airport to Uni on my bicycle. It is looooong, especially after a good party at the CSA bar and Lanchester Hall, going back is an odyssey.


My house, perfectly located, Budgens (supermarket) on one side, bus stop across the street and two pubs at less than 100 meters


Detail of my house, with a nice garden (excellent pool parties during the summer)

Well, at least you know Cranfield. Now, How to get here, that is another story.....long story

Thursday, September 07, 2006

I finished my thesis!!!!


Job done!!! I finished and handed in my thesis yesterday.
If you want to read my work, you will need a translation of the common research phrases that I use:

  • "It has long been known..." I didn't look up the original reference
  • "A definite trend is evident..." These data are practically meaningless
  • "Of the great theoretical and practical import..." Interesting to me
  • "While it has been impossible to provide definite answers to these questions..." An unsuccessful experiment, but I hope to get published
  • "Three of the samples were selected for detailed study..." The results of others didn't make sense
  • "Typical results are shown..." The best results are shown
  • "These results will be shown in a subsequent report..." I might get around to this if I'm pushed
  • "The most reliable results are those obtained by Hicklemirch..." Hicklemirch was my graduate assistant
  • "It is believed that..." I think
  • "It is generally believed that..." A couple of other people think so too
  • "It is clear additional work will be required before complete understanding of the phenomenon occurs..." I don't understand it
  • "Correct within an order of magnitude..." Wrong
  • "It is hoped that this study will stimulate further investigation in this field..." This is a lousy paper but so are all the others in this miserable topic
  • "Thanks are due to Joe Blotz for assistance with the experiment and to Sally Frink for valuable discussion." Blotz did the work and Frink explained to me what it meant
  • "A careful analysis of obtainable data..." I lost three pages of notes
  • "A statistically oriented projection of the significance of these findings..." Wild guess
  • "A highly significant area for exploratory study..." A usless topic selected by my committee


  • Thanks Arne for the "Writing Style for Researchers"
    Arne was Forest Ranger in Canada, a teacher for children with especial needs in Scotland and now he is doing his SECOND PhD(*) at Cranfield University
    Crazy German!!!!

    (*)PhD: Permanent Head Damage

    Saturday, September 02, 2006

    The Notorious Bettie Page


    The real girl behind the pictures of the famous Pin-Up remains a mystery. Still, I can't wait to watch the movie
    Here is the soundrack