Near and Dear to My Heart: Campanology
At A Luddite On-Line, a friend across the pond has got wrapped up in campanology— bell-ringing, but the kind that uses really big bells.
I am fairly confident when I say that Dave Berry would very likely think that "Plain Bob Minor" is a fine name for a rock band.
Stravaig on over!
Woo hoo! Whut a stoatir o a pictchur! Are they illustrating an algorithm? I want my bell-number around my neck. Mayhap the team will wear them too, and I could raid Ikea for a gazillion mirror tiles to cover the interior of the ringing chamber, to see who's turn is next. A feasible inumeracy solution! (Launches into a dyspraxic Highland fling of glee.) The niggling thought that a mirror might complicate matters by transposing the image is being thoroughly and systematically repressed.
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Thought you'd like the pic, Rowan; Doc saw the OTHER pic I had lined up for the article; maybe I'll get that one out here in the comments so you can have a look at it. Show your Mr. Conductor, if you think he'd like the idear. ;o/
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I wuz waiting on rowan before I posted something about hangmen...
judging from the glee and knotsmanship(? I'm sure there's a technical word somewhere in the OED) is it true that the best hangmen in the old West were Scots?
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Raymurgy...I didn't know about the hangmen thingy. Howevurr, I did read an interesting article from the British Medical Journal archives the other day, on "bell-ringing injuries." I may incorporate it into a post. Surprisingly, rather than hanging, one of the documented injuries has been scalping, by means of getting in a fankle, and the rope tigntening around one's heid, and pulling one up to the belfry roof. (Ouch!)
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