Home and Away
No, not the soap :)
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Steaua Bucuresti have a decent pedigree. They're returning after a long absence, and look homegrown, so more credit to them. Still, Dynamo Kyiv were playing in their own stadium, which makes this 4-1 drubbing an undoubted shocker. Promising UNT member Rotan was injured and therefore out, but they can hardly have been looking for him to carry the game. Mature player Rebrov continues to surprise, but unless Dynamo make it to the last 16 there's very little chance I'll get to see those surprises 'first'-hand.
Frankly, I am disappointed. Miracles may have to occur if there is to be a reciprocal coup for Dynamo in Romania.
Home 2
This summer I've been accosted by various Mormons, 7th Day Adventists and other Christian offshoots on the streets. Today it was Jehovah's Witnesses knocking on my door. (I haven't been honoured by a home visit since the Liberal Democrats canvassed my area.) Except I'd expected sober men in black, not two sleek catwalk models with reading material stashed in their tiny Tardis-like handbags. They're getting very market savvy, I have to say.
Generally I don't slam doors or brush off missionary types, regardless of how they look. Not because I particularly enjoy their attempts to convert me. I do warn them that they are likely to be wasting their time, but I hear them out. The irony is that, given as much time as they want, they find they don't have a great deal to say. There is an ugly side of religious conversion - but these wide-eyed, book-carrying entities are not extremists by any means.
There's a strange measure of empathy on my part. These people are invariably quite young or quite elderly, the two stages in life when one feels most keen to make a difference, so I can understand why they do it, even if I don't identify with their cause. At some point in our lives we're all going to have to sway sceptics to our side of the argument. This is a world of increasing diversity, and whether the outlet is religion or government or education, it's still a matter of personal conviction. It's a fine line between persuasion and alienation.
Away...
... that's me in the next 7 days or so. I look forward to catching up with loads of people.
Of all the bars in all the towns in all the world
You get bored, you surf round the internet, you end up in some obscure cranny commenting on a particularly interesting message, and find that you're talking to one of your own colleagues.
I am disgusted by how inbred we are.
Ok, amused. She still hasn't twigged yet.
Home
Steaua Bucuresti have a decent pedigree. They're returning after a long absence, and look homegrown, so more credit to them. Still, Dynamo Kyiv were playing in their own stadium, which makes this 4-1 drubbing an undoubted shocker. Promising UNT member Rotan was injured and therefore out, but they can hardly have been looking for him to carry the game. Mature player Rebrov continues to surprise, but unless Dynamo make it to the last 16 there's very little chance I'll get to see those surprises 'first'-hand.
Frankly, I am disappointed. Miracles may have to occur if there is to be a reciprocal coup for Dynamo in Romania.
Home 2
This summer I've been accosted by various Mormons, 7th Day Adventists and other Christian offshoots on the streets. Today it was Jehovah's Witnesses knocking on my door. (I haven't been honoured by a home visit since the Liberal Democrats canvassed my area.) Except I'd expected sober men in black, not two sleek catwalk models with reading material stashed in their tiny Tardis-like handbags. They're getting very market savvy, I have to say.
Generally I don't slam doors or brush off missionary types, regardless of how they look. Not because I particularly enjoy their attempts to convert me. I do warn them that they are likely to be wasting their time, but I hear them out. The irony is that, given as much time as they want, they find they don't have a great deal to say. There is an ugly side of religious conversion - but these wide-eyed, book-carrying entities are not extremists by any means.
There's a strange measure of empathy on my part. These people are invariably quite young or quite elderly, the two stages in life when one feels most keen to make a difference, so I can understand why they do it, even if I don't identify with their cause. At some point in our lives we're all going to have to sway sceptics to our side of the argument. This is a world of increasing diversity, and whether the outlet is religion or government or education, it's still a matter of personal conviction. It's a fine line between persuasion and alienation.
Away...
... that's me in the next 7 days or so. I look forward to catching up with loads of people.
Of all the bars in all the towns in all the world
You get bored, you surf round the internet, you end up in some obscure cranny commenting on a particularly interesting message, and find that you're talking to one of your own colleagues.
I am disgusted by how inbred we are.
Ok, amused. She still hasn't twigged yet.