01 December 2022

Colonia Obrera Cuauhtémoc

 We venture into Colonia Obrera Cuauhtémoc

    My cheap German violin (Sandner) was badly set up when I bought it 5 years ago in Veerkamp's; well, hardly set up at all. Strings, bridge, nut were all there, but they showed no signs of having been worked on to achieve optimal string height. I tried to deepen the grooves in the bridge using a serrated kitchen knife, but the tone diminished and I was afraid of spoiling the covering of the strings. I decided to treat myself, and spend a little money on having it "set up right".

    Google found me a list of luthiers in Mexico, with telephone numbers and Facebook pages. I picked one at random, called Máximo Rodríguez (Laudero), and I made contact. I was to turn up at 1pm on Wednesday at his new address: Isabel la Católica 400, esquina con Delgado. Isaura told me it was "not a good part of the city", that the metro would be crammed due to the closure of the broken 12th line. She insisted on accompanying me –– by taxi.

    We go there with 3 - 4 minutes to spare. The printer in the shop nearest the corner had never heard of a Máximo Rodríguez, or any violin-maker. Nor has the printer next door. I had a telephone number but, before I had got out my phone, the door opened and a shy young man appeared and led us down a passage to a room at the end containing a small table on which lay a dismantled violin and a small cabinet of tools. Máximo had only occupied this workshop for two days.

     I gave my diagnosis. He agreed. We would come back in an hour and the job would cost £20 (i.e. MX$500). We set off down the street, with an hour to kill, enjoying the sunshine and the novel experience of this explicitly 'working' district. The traffic was modest and not intrusive. But two particular noises gradually took our attention. 

    It turned out that essentially everyone was listening to the the progress of the football match in Qatar – Mexico versus Saudi Arabia; on telephones, on transistor radios, on television screens, in shops, in booths, in kiosks, in cafés, in print shops, in stationers. (Mexico won 2:1.)

    The other noise was that of printing presses, for we were in an area of town where essentially every business was concerned with printing. The shops were stationers, the booths sold printed T-shirt and printed ribbons, the kiosks sold printed mugs. The workers were printers, lithographers, photocopiers, hot-metal printers, hot-foil embossers, draughtsmen. We saw one workshop advertising: "Suajes y Suajados, urgentes". Isaura had no idea what skills were involved, and Google Translate was little help –– something to do with die-cutting. 

    After three quarters of an hour, and a little weary, we sat on a bench for a few minutes outside a workshop in which a massive, old-fashioned, press was operating; a heavy fly-wheel spinning, massive jaws clenching and releasing. Next door a more modern process with its characteristic whoosh-click, whoosh-click, like a giant photo-copier. In that hour we must have walked past well over a hundred printing concerns, perhaps two hundred. 

    And one violin maker.




08 October 2022

Average Electricity Consumption – Part 2

 Average Electricity Consumption – Part 2

You may have been surprised, as I was, by the concept of:  'Your Annual Consumption (based on average usage)', i.e. based on someone else's consumption; particularly as my household is half the average size and twice as frugal.

And even more surprised when your supplier tells you that they are ordered by OFGEM to write this on the bills.

I approached OFGEM who took my enquiry very seriously and gave it the full works 'under the Freedom of Information Act 2000 (“FOIA”)' in a letter running to 1,364 words. It may be worthwhile passing on verbatim the meat of their response, as it affects you all. (The punctuation is that of OFGEM.)

"(a) where the Customer has held their Domestic Supply Contract or Micro Business Consumer Contract (as applicable) for at least 12 months and the licensee has obtained actual meter readings (including meter readings provided by the Customer and accepted by the licensee in accordance with standard condition 21B) which can reasonably be considered to cover the whole of that 12 month period, the quantity of electricity which was treated as consumed at the Customer’s Domestic Premises or Non-Domestic Premises (as applicable) during the previous 12 months on the basis of those meter readings; or

(b) where the Customer has held their Domestic Supply Contract or Micro Business Consumer Contract (as applicable) for:

(i) less than 12 months; or

(ii) at least 12 months and the licensee has not obtained actual meter readings (including meter readings provided by the Customer and accepted by the licensee in accordance with standard condition 21B) which can reasonably be considered to cover the whole of that 12 month period,

the licensee’s best estimate of the quantity of electricity that the Customer may be expected to consume during a 12 month period having regard to any relevant information that is available to the licensee or which the licensee could otherwise have reasonably ascertained (including any actual meter readings that have been obtained and which cover part of the previous 12 months)."

"As seen from the definition in the paragraph above, if a customer has held the same supply contract for at least 12 months, and has been providing actual meter readings, Annual Consumption should be derived from the meter readings provided."

The gist of this, applied to my case, is that they should have used my meter readings to calculate my annual consumption, because they had them (indeed for several consecutive years). 

It is easy enough to calculate your annual consumption in GB£ from you annual consumption in kWh units, simply by multiplying it by the cost (in GB£) of a single unit. To calculate your annual bill you have to add on the standing charges (= standing charge per day x 365). 

I think, rather than making fuel artificially cheap by capping the unit cost, it would have been better to abolish the standing charge (As I urge in my blog.)

29 September 2022

Poetry of Despair

 Poetry of Despair

Have you come across the poetry of Natalie Shapero?

I am a newcomer. I quote from a review by Stephanie Burt in the London Review of Books (8th Sept., 2022) of Natalie Shapero's 3rd volume titled "Popular Longing" (ISBN 13:978 1 5565 95 882)

I am not an habitual poetry reader, and am unfamiliar with this vein of brilliant cynicism and witty despair. I am tempted to show it to my friends, but wonder if it is safe. Is it perhaps infectious, or poisonous? 

The river is heavy with phosphorous and
scum.
It causes liver damage if ingested.
I don't know exactly whose runoff it is, but
so long
as they 're taking press photos with 
prizewinning 
children and donating sizeable
sums to the ballet, I take no issue. River 's
yours.

(The line breaks are integral to the poems.)

Maybe those who live outside the united states of America can shrug off some of the clinging bleakness.

Wars are like children –
you create one, offer scant
effort, then call it botched as the years
accrue, go off and make
a new one with somebody else.
A chance to finally get it right.

This, and the following, seem to me to be suicidal stuff. 

........Or the man who drew his
gun
and shot up a wall of old masters and then
himself. 

Natalie (or Staphanie) asks "If life is just cashing in tokens for other kinds of token – why bother?" Why indeed! 

I do not live there. I do not meet those people, think those thoughts. I treck to the hills where I can find heather and bilberry, where I can walk to exhaustion; then rest; lie on my back and look at the sky. Then, everything I see is pure delight. I can echo JS Mill in commending Wordsworth, poet of nature, as a cure for depression. 

When I get back to my village, the pub is full of builders and plumbers, happily chatting about their bikes, or teasing the barmaids. Most of the people I meet are moving gently towards their goals; or think they are.  

It is not so bad. And, at the end of the day, a warm bath and my duvet. 

25 September 2022

Who wants economic growth?

Growth, Steady-State, or Shrinkage?    

There seems to be a majority in the Conservative party in favour of economic growth, such that Lis Truss could win office by offering 'growth' (with no mention of cost). 

I am not convinced that people are thinking deeply enough about this question. I mistrust the Conservatives because their declared aim is to favour the rich. I mistrust the media because they are (for the most part) simply repeating the scraps they pick up. I have learnt in my professional life, as a scientist, that one should never accept a proposition simply because it is widely accepted. I favour steady-state or shrinkage. But let us look.

    Some honest people might favour growth, thinking that "levelling up" requires growth. For everyone to have their own car, their own home, or two cars and a holiday home, there must be a considerable increase in the manufacture of desirable commodities. True enough; but we could "level down" if that seemed better –– in the long run. 

    Faced with a deficit between government spending and tax receipts, and having squeezed spending to the point where public services are failing on all sides, it is natural to try to increase tax receipts. There seem to be only three ways to do that: (a) tightening tax laws to minimise avoidance, (b) increasing tax rates, and (c) increasing gross domestic production (GDP).  These might be characterised as (a) difficult, (b) un-palatable**, and (c) opaque. I.e., does this 'growth' mean more of the same, or an increase of efficiency? If it means more factories, houses, schools, hospitals, concrete, trucks, cars, roads, fuel, pollution, CO2, with lower standards of hygiene, oversight, and control, etc. I would vote against it. Obviously! Because 'Quality of Life' matters. 

  Truss proposed to increase GDP by bringing in foreign workers. That would increase tax revenues, but it would not increase GDP per capita; we would not individually be better off. 

**It is amazing how few people can see the up-side to taxes –– that taxes fund services. See: https://occidentis.blogspot.com/2020/11/paying-taxes-both-virtue-and-necessity.html 

REFERENCES

West, I.C. (2011), https://occidentis.blogspot.com/2011/11/growth.html 

West, I.C. (2017), https://occidentis.blogspot.com/2017/10/coppola-comment-comment.html

Geoff Mann (2022) "Reversing the Freight Train", London Review of Books 44/16 p.27.

Jason Hickel (2021) "Less is more: how regrowth will save the world", Windmill, ISBN: 978 1 78609 121 5





    

12 September 2022

Tidal Power

 Tidal Power Generation

    A strange feature of Tidal Power is that everyone thinks it is a good idea, but few seem able to make it work (commercially).


    There are a great number of grant-funded starter companies that research away for decades but never get to linking into the national 'grid'. One is reminded of a sardonic remark about anti-cancer research: that "there are as many people who live by cancer as die by cancer". Rather than give up a wonderful outdoor life on a Scottish island and return to university, they think up another plan and put in another research-grant application.

The exploitation of water to generate electricity is quite old. William Armstrong was using hydroelectricity to illuminate his house in Northumberland back in 1878, letting water flow out of his lake down an Archimedean screw. And H.J. Rogers began generating electricity on a grander scale at what is known as "the world's first hydroelectric power plant",  at Appleton, Wisconsin, on 30 September, 1882. Countries like Norway, Switzerland and New Zealand generate nearly all their electricity by such schemes. But they all use fresh water falling under gravity, from a height (to which it was raised by solar evaporation). Tidal power is much scarcer.

There are two ways of describing the cost of hydroelectricity; (a) ignoring the initial capital costs (counting only maintenance), and (b) including the capital costs. The latter is more just, but it only becomes possible to calculate when the lifetime of the installation is known. Which may be why we are often told how cheap hydroelectricity is. Like all the renewables, the input energy, the 'fuel', is free. The ongoing cost involves only maintenance (oiling, painting, cleaning the filters).  Thus, it is said [1] that: 

"at US$ 0.05/kWh, hydroelectricity remains the lowest-cost source of electricity worldwide, according to a recent report by the International Renewable Energy Agency, entitled 'Renewable Power Generation Costs in 2017'."

Once built, the only costs are servicing and maintenance, for the fuel is free. But building is expensive. It has been calculated that to build a hydroelectric dam and install turbines costs around £4000 per kiloWatt of installed power, falling slightly with increasing size [2]. This means that, if the installation lasts 4,000 hours and we ignore maintenance, we are producing electricity at the cost of £1 per kWh unit. To get the cost down to 1p per unit, the life must be 400,000 hr, or 46 years. 

    Such lifetimes have been easily achieved with freshwater systems, and many exist around the world producing low cost electricity.  What is it, then, that puts up the engineering costs of tidal power; perhaps the salt water and the stressful marine environment? Let us look at some examples, but first at why tidal power is so tempting.


The immense amount of energy in tides 

    Tidal flows contain two forms of energy: potential energy in the change in height, and kinetic energy in the movement of mass. Both depend linearly on the mass (m) of water involved.

        Potential energy (E(p)) depends linearly on the height through which the water falls. 

E(p) = mgh  

(where g is the constant acceleration due to gravity, h is height in metres.)

Kinetic energy (E(k)) is represented by:

E(k) = ½ mv^2

and therefore on the square of the velocity (v). (Some [3,4] say on the cube of velocity! Perhaps they are applying the formula used by wind turbine engineers [5].) With tidal-stream generation there is little or no fall of mass, just the lateral momentum of the tide flowing past the turbine; like viscous and massive 'wind'.


    Many people have noted the immense amount of kinetic energy involved in the tides that flow round many of the coasts in the world. Dragged round, of course, by the relatively sluggish rotation of the moon round the earth and the much faster rotation of the earth on its axis; for of course the earth rotates on its axis once in 24 hours (23.93 hours in sidereal time, for in our 'day' the earth rotates a tiny bit more than 360º, more like 361º), while the moon circumscribes the earth in 27.3 days.

    The energy involved in the twice-daily flow of water through Cook Straight between the North and South Islands of New Zealand) is estimated [6] at 12 GWatt, more that enough for the whole of New Zealand. A couple of engineering firms have been eying it up for a decade, but no electricity has yet been made. Kaipara Harbour [6] in the north of the North Island of New Zealand is another promising site, as it fills and empties 7960 million cubic metres of sea water daily through a channel only 6 km wide. 

    (Why does the earth spin? And rotate round the sun for that matter; ditto the moon about the earth? These are presumed to be residual rotational energies possessed by the matter from which the solar system was formed. It is a baffling thought, but belief in this theory is bolstered by noting that nearly all the planets and moons spin in the same direction and roughly in a plane. Looking down on that plane from the 'north', they all spin anticlockwise (except Uranus and Venus).  If you are wondering if these residual spins are gradually running down due to friction, as water rushes up and down our estuaries, the answer is 'yes they are, but not by very much'. According to Wikipedia, the length of our day has increased from 21.9 hours to 24 hours in the last 620 million years.  As yet 'Man' has not increased, by a noticeable fraction, the frictional dissipation of rotational momentum. The tides will survive us, and our grandchildren.)

Sea water may impose problems,

    Tidal power has been harnessed since the dark ages, driving costal water mills as water flowed into or out of tidal ponds. It is a little surprising that there are so few successes and so many failures in harnessing this energy for the generation of electricity. When it comes to sea water, extra problems seem to arise, like corrosion, and storm-damage. 


Tidal Successes [6]

1. Rance River project in Brittany, France (Usine marémotrice de la Rance)

    Construction took five years and was completed in 1966. In the following year a road was built across the barrage linking the towns of Dinard and Saint-Malo, and the output was connected to the national grid. The plant cost some €94.5 million (in Francs, of course) and, at an annual output of approximately 500 GWh, is said to have taken 20 years to pay for itself.

    The cost of electricity production is currently quoted as "€0.12/kWh", but it is not clear what assumed lifetime goes into that calculation .


2. Sihwa Lake Barrage, South Korea.

    This barrage (completed 2011) was built with the primary purpose of land reclamation. The cost (US$ 560 million) should be recouped in 10-11 years as the generated energy is 552 GWh per annum. (552 million units, at 10c per unit, is 55.2 million US$ per year.)

Tidal Failures [6]

    The "world's first commercial-scale and grid-connected tidal stream generator" – by SeaGen in Strangford Lough, Northern Ireland, built 2008, and decommissioned in 2019, cost  12 M£ and generated a total of 11.6 GWh in its lifetime. As there are a million kiloWatthours (kWh) in a gigaWatthour (GWh), we see that the tidal stream electricity cost roughly £1 per kWh. This technology is still in the developmental stage.

    A proposed tidal power project to be located in the Kaipara Harbour was approved in 2011 and put on hold in 2013. The project planned an ultimate size of 200MW at a cost of $600 million. Suppose it achieved 60MW for 100,000 hours (producing 6000 GWh) the produced electricity costs $0.1 per kWh, and would take 11.4 years to pay the up front capital cost. But the developer Crest Energy gave up and sold the project to Todd Energy. 


Conclusions

    Big tidal projects require deep pockets; maybe government investment. 

    It is sad that the successful Rance Barrage has not been followed up more energetically, though admittedly it was not till 1990 that it could be said unequivocally to be a success. 

    Tidal Stream generation has not yet become commercial, but should develop from its present experimental status.


References

[1]  https://www.hydroreview.com/business-finance/hydropower-remains-the-lowest-cost-source-of-electricity-globally/ 

[2]  https://www.renewablesfirst.co.uk/hydropower/hydropower-learning-centre/how-much-do-hydropower-systems-cost-to-build/

[3] https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ocean_power_in_New_Zealand#Tidal_power

[4]  http://large.stanford.edu/courses/2018/ph240/peterson2/

[5]  https://www.engineeringtoolbox.com/wind-power-d_1214.html

[6]  Wikipedia

06 September 2022

Average electricity consumption

 Average annual electricity consumption. 

    I spotted a small comment at the top of page 2 of my electricity bill which piqued my interest. It said (and I am faithfully retaining the punctuation):

Your Annual Consumption (based on average usage): Electricity kWh:4200.”

It struck me that 4200 kWh might be a bit high, so I dug out my data for the last few years. In the 12 months to the end of August 2022 I imported 847 kWh. In the previous two years I imported 1051 kWh, and 926 kWh respectively. My average consumption must lie in the region of 940 kWh per annum over the 7 years I have been in this property. So I challenged the company. Their defence surprised me: 

"This is the figure we are told to put on the invoice by Ofgem."
    
Well I do not think so! These OFGEM people may not be top-flight economists, but they are civil servants. I quote:

"The Office of Gas and Electricity Markets (OFGEM) regulates the monopoly companies which run the gas and electricity networks. It takes decisions on price controls and enforcement, acting in the interests of consumers and helping the industries to achieve environmental improvements." "OFGEM is a non-ministerial department."

The concept of "Your average consumption" is ambiguous. It implies averaged over time.  It surely does not mean averaged over me and a number of other people in like circumstances. Describing somebody else's consumption as "Your Annual Consumption" it is plain false.

What I think we can conclude is that OFGEM orders supply companies to tell their customers "an average annual consumption of energy" (electricity in my case), leaving undefined what they wanted consumers to know, and why.  I think OFGEM must have intended companies to indicate the consumption of the average household, with its 2.4 members aged 40.4 years. That is not much of a guide for a single pensioner of 80.  

(I also found recently that OFGEM impose a surcharge on companies to recover the money lost in the bankruptcy of suppliers, and set an upper limit to the standing charge that suppliers may charge –– see my blogPerhaps OFGEM is not quite as sharp as I have been assuming.)

I decide to put this to OFGEM. For the sequel, see: Part 2 


05 September 2022

Standing Charges

 Electricity Standing Charges 

You may have wondered, with me, why the so-called 'standing charge' on your electricity bill has gone up. This charge, expressed as x pence per day, is explained as the cost of attaching you to the grid. Well, that has surely not gone up in response to the Russian invasion of Ukraine, so why did the standing charge leap up  this spring from e.g. 25p to e.g. 35p?

Well, it turns out it is not because of a sudden change in the cost of connecting you to the grid, an idea I had already dismissed. Nor is it simply a case of opportunistic profit taking, which was my next thought. It seems it is a rather clumsy way of recompensing the surviving supply companies for taking on the customers and the debts of the recently bankrupted supply companies. 

I call it clumsy because I think it loads the debt onto the wrong people, and in the wrong way. It might be that the surviving supply companies were already overcharging their customers, and that is why they survived. Or they operate a more efficient business, in which case why penalise them (and their customers)? 

The whole business of standing charges seems to me to be wrong. When you buy a box of matches you do not pay a surcharge to cover your share of the factory, and operating costs; those are factored into the unit cost. It is true that a small user of electricity will incur similar connection and billing costs to a large user. But a tiny integrated charge would cover that, and the sparing user would be maximally rewarded for his frugality. At a time when the whole world is trying to minimise fossil energy consumption, lowering the unit cost by hiding it in standing charges seems to me to be wrong-headed.

(A parallel argument applies to water supplies. I noticed that my neighbour sprayed tap-water all over his garden while I collected rain-water in butts. I figured that he was not on a meter. And concluded that there was insufficient inducement to go onto a meter; especially for large users like my neighbour.)

I believe some suppliers of electricity make no 'standing charge', and do indeed incorporate the cost into the unit price. However, most companies do make such a charge. Why is that? Is it just a way of confusing the buyer who looks only at the unit price when choosing a supplier? I believe I use considerably less than the average amount  of electricity (see my next blog), and consequently am paying an inordinate share of the debts of the bankrupt companies. I must track down a company offering zero standing charges. It seems to me to be a more straight-forward way of selling a utility. 




03 September 2022

Subsidised bus fares

 Subsidised Bus Fares.

    Hurray! At last my ideas are getting through. On 18th July I wrote to Stagecoach Oxford a longish letter, of which this is a part:

Dear Stagecoach Oxford,

....... It is a dilemma for Stagecoach. Overtime and higher wages would presumably cure the ‘Sunday sickness’ problem. But not enough people use the buses. I would have it (by law, using subsidies) that any single bus fare must be cheaper than the same trip by car. But then, I am not prime minister. ........

     Yours sincerely, Ian West

    And this morning, on BBC radio 4 Today:

"'Bus journeys in England will be capped at £2 from January to March next year in a bid to ease the rising cost of living', the government has said."

    The government has not grasped the whole proposition, but this announcement is a beginning. They seem to be looking at it as a way to ameliorate a  cost of living crisis in the next six months. I am considering the whole rationale of public transport, fuel economy, climate change, levelling up, etc., not only for short journeys and not only for 3 months, but continuing well into the future; more as a matter of principle than as an expedient.

    It is amazing, all the same, that my core idea might have got through to the Department for Transport and to its energetic minister Grant Shapps. Perhaps Martin Griffiths (Stagecoach Chief Executive), or Ray O'Toole (Stagecoach Chairman) is one of his buddies, though that seems a bit unlikely.  Stagecoach owns a formidable number of transport companies around the world, and I only contacted the Customer Service officer in Oxford. I doubt my letter got read, let alone passed up the chain.

    Paul Tuohy, chief executive of Campaign for Better Transport, says he also was calling for a £2 cap. And well he may have been; for he seems to be a good egg. He also might have noticed the stream of empty buses on car-infested roads, and come to the same conclusion that I did, who am chief executive only of my own tiny household. 



02 August 2022

Inner Monologue

Inner Monologue 

Maybe it is just me. This incessant talking in my head. Though I believe Leopold Bloom suffered the same problem. I have lived much of my life alone, so maybe that is why I am blessed or cursed with this silent chatter  – if it is just me, and Mr. Bloom, and other loners. 

When it is not verbal it is a bit of music. And I know my mother and my daughter both share this 'earworm' problem. My daughter goes around the house humming. My mother did not; but did occasionally discuss it as a problem. Schubert was her worst offender; she became reluctant to sing the more beguiling of his songs, for fear of them lingering with her for a week. So, I can conclude that the musical  version of the perpetual inner monologue is not linked to living on one's own, for Mother had a job and a household of nine, and Heather has a job and a household of five. Though, admittedly, even a school teacher will have moments alone; at a bus stop, in the bath, that moment while putting her key in the front door. 

But talking to oneself, albeit silently, is rather different from listening to internal music. It has content. With a notebook, I could record my chatter, and analyse myself, as Freud (and Jung) did with dreams. Sometime I am arguing with someone, over and over, testing out my case. Recently, when walking slightly off the designated footpath, I found myself looking sharply round for the farmer who, at the beginning of COVID, had put up aggressive signs. Not that I have ever set eyes on him, nor anyone else, mostly, but it is as well to be prepared.  

"Yes, I do know that the path goes slap across the middle of the field; and if this were grassland I would probably follow the path. But it is ploughed land, and when it is wet and muddy the path is most unpleasant." ........
"Well, I would be prepared to offer you compensation for damage done, but I do not think that walking on grass round the edge of a field does any harm. " ........
"Sir, for eighty years I have lived in the country and walked round the edges of fields, in preference to slap across the middle, as a courtesy to the farmer." ('Slap' is good!  The 'past subjunctive' (were) is good. Because I can only guess at the farmer's side of the dialogue, it is hard to know if I am winning or losing.) 

Over the stile, and I can shelve that anxiety. Sheep now, and I wonder, again, that they are all browsing. Browsing, browsing, browsing; all day long. Low grade food, I suppose. Remember that man who bet he could cycle from Land's End to John o' Groats eating nothing but grass? Grass with a sprinkling of sugar. And even at that age (was I fourteen?) I realised that the sugar would help.

"Can I tell the whistle of a kite from the mew of a buzzard? Hardly. But a glance at the tail is enough. Silly woman! Serve her right if I had bet her a pound to a shilling that it was a buzzard, for I would certainly have won the bet. The tail, long, and often forked! (Thank you, Dad. for teaching us that little bit of Freud! The long tail – though I do not see it as phallic. Silly old Freud!) And the 'aspect ratio' of the wing; very broad for the buzzard; rather tapering and 'fingery' for the kite. Somebody had suggested that buzzard- and kite-terrains cannot overlap, that the birds are incompatible. Well, we have both here within fifty yards of each other."

"I have often seen crows (or rooks) mobbing a kite, as they have been mobbing buzzards for decades, but I wonder if it is wise. There is a bundle of black feathers over there, strewn across the grass. I think an over-valiant rook (or crow) might have gone too close.  I doubt it would have been caught by a fox. Sparrow hawk, maybe?  I'll take the stile this time, rather than the gate. This is where we saw the fox, that time three years ago. "
   
"I shall take a notebook next time I go for a walk. I hope I do not turn out to be inexcusably aggressive or judgemental. I have worked so hard all my life at presenting myself as a rational and sympathetic person. Perhaps the real 'me' is beginning to show through. That would explain much."

29 July 2022

Interesting Times

Interesting Times

Our friend asked if we preferred “Interesting Times” or “Boring Times”, in the sense of the supposed Chinese malediction. No doubt we each tried to guess what he was getting at; was it the ousting of our prime minister in a back-bench revolt, or the surging number of COVID cases two years after our first lock-down, or the hottest summer on record with spontaneous fires breaking out in British suburbs, or the ghastly truth of Brexit lining up on the Dover road? 

Or was it the combination of all of these? Each challenge, on its own, produces a sense of mild unease, a wobbly feeling, as of a distant earthquake. Each is just beyond the reach of our personal experience, though not beyond imagining. But the combined effect, is distinctly unsettling. 

It called to mind a film I saw recently about the subduction of tectonic plates. And I could imagine jumping ashore from a floating sheet of ice, only to find that I was jumping onto another, equally flimsy, piece of ice. It reminded me of Einstein’s questions as to which frame of reference to use as “our frame” when none is preferred, and each is as “relative” as the other. Who is moving, me or the platform?

The full effect only comes from calling to mind all these wobbles at the same time, for then there springs up the idea of a bigger problem not yet fully visible. Like a ship-wrecked mariner who gradually concludes that he is sitting on the back of a sleeping whale.

The answer to that first question surely depends on your humor; whether you are phlegmatic, choleric, sanguine or melancholic. Though mildly uneasy, I do not fear tomorrow. The new prime minister might be more honest, and might pay more heed to norms and the civil service. We might opt for improving our voting system and strengthening parliament. Perhaps we could use large sheets of reflectant foil to cool the planet down. COVID has become much milder, less scary. Why go to France anyway, when fuel costs are so high?

08 March 2022

The Girl on the Bus

 The Girl on the Bus

The ramshackle bus set off from Tamsui bus-station at 11.30 (or shortly before!). I, an obvious foreigner in his early sixties, had a good window seat on the left side of the bus. A considerable number of people got on at the next stop, and a local girl in her mid-twenties came and sat by me. 

I looked out seaward at the passing view, with my chin in my hand. We swayed against each other occasionally but it did not seem to matter; we had room enough; it was only momentarily. 

After 20 minutes the girl started to fish for something in her bag, and eventually brought out a little bookmark, or 'favour', made out of a dried leaf-skeleton decorated with bright yellow straw flowers, green leaves and a tiny blue butterfly. And she offered it to me. I have it still, twenty years on, as a bookmark in my travel diary.

I am sure that my face must have fully expressed my surprise, gratitude, and discomfort. She said it was Chinese. "Very!" I agreed. We got to talking, occasionally, and carefully. I was going to Shimen. I would arrive at about 12.25, she thought. She was going to Sanzhi. "I am meeting someone; I have a 'date'". 

"Really?", I asked, and again I think my face must have shown my surprise and pleasure; but not perhaps their cause, for I was surprised and charmed by her trusting directness. But I also beamed my happiness for her and my best wishes. 

Heaven!

 

 

 

20 February 2022

In memoriam: Peter Mitchell

 "In autumn 1992, I was invited by a microbiological journal to write an obituary piece on my illustrious colleague, Peter Michell, FRS, Nobel laureate, who had died somewhat prematurely of cancer that spring. I had worked with him at Glynn House for 8 years in all, (1970-73; 1983-88). Exciting days, and an enormous privilege." Ian West

In memoriam: Peter Mitchell,
1920-1992 

(Awarded the Nobel Prize in 1978 for the discovery of the chemiosmotic proton cycle)

Peter Mitchell's recent death gives us an appropriate opportunity to reflect on a great man and a great scientist. Readers of this obituary will already know the main features of the life and scientific contributions of Peter Mitchell. They will have read the obituaries by Garland in Nature (30th April, 1992), and by Hinkle and Garlid in Trends Biochem Sci (August. 1992). They will in any case know the biography in outline; the 1961 paper in Nature, the grey books, the 1978 Nobel prize for chemistry, etc. I should like therefore to take this opportunity to note some of the more microbiological and some of the lesser known aspects of Peter's life and scientific work.  

Pre-Glynn 

After graduating in biochemistry at Cambridge in 1942, Mitchell's first scientific project was on thiol antidotes to arsenical poisons, the so-called British Anti-Lewisite or BAL, working at Cambridge under J. F. Danielli. His lasting benefits from this period seem to have been a warm appreciation of Danielli and Danielli's interest in membranes and surfaces. Danielli also introduced Mitchell to Keilin, who made a deep impression on the young man, though perhaps more emotional than intellectual. Mitchell's PhD thesis, however, dated 1950, was entitled 'Nucleic acid synthesis and the bactericidal action of penicillin', and it was then, immediately after the war, that Mitchell became, by accident (as he said), a microbiologist, working for part of the time in conjunction with the MRC Unit for Chemical Microbiology of which E. F. Gale had just become Director. He also started his long and very fruitful collaboration with Jennifer Moyle, which lasted 35 years until her retirement in 1983. 

There are a number of papers from this period which are scarcely referred to these days — papers concerning various types of phosphate compounds, glycerophosphate-protein complexes, and the 'Gram' stain. Mitchell and Moyle referred to one phosphate fraction as XSP (excess phosphate), and later positic acid (as this fraction was characteristic of Gram-positive organisms). This was eventually recognized as being the same as the soluble teichoic acid described some years later by Baddiley. Though Mitchell acquired many of the techniques of 'chemical microbiology', this was not to prove the arena of his finest contributions. He approached biology not as a chemist would, but always with the eye of an engineer; his models involved channels, articulations, balistics and pressures — mental equipment he brought from an engineering family background and a boyhood spent in his own (well-equipped) engineering workshop.  

 


During the next five years (1950-1955) Mitchell held the post of University Demonstrator, a position he recognized to be privileged in that he had little teaching, and tended to get involved in everyone else's problems. With the freedom allowed him in this post, Mitchell started developing his ideas on membrane structure, osmotic forces, and transport processes, ideas that we now recognize to be the foundation stones of his magnum opus.   

During these five years Jennifer Moyle was working with Malcom Dixon on pig-heart 'isocitric enzyme' (isocitrate dehydrogenase (NADP) decarboxylating, EC 1.1.42). Mitchell became very interested in one particular aspect of that work, namely the tight binding of the oxalosuccinate intermediate to the enzyme (off rate 0.012 min-1, according to Moyle). From that observation Mitchell (and Moyle) developed the concept of a microspace inside the centre of the bifunctional enzyme in which oxalosuccinate, the product of one enzyme activity (the dehydrogenase) and the substrate of the second (the decarboxylase), could accumulate and exert a thermodynamic pressure — his concept of microchemiosmosis. I was always puzzled by this; first because no-one else talked of the enzyme in this way (or even referred to Moyle's work!), but even more because this idea is at variance with the experimental fact that oxalosuccinate, though it cannot leave the enzyme, can freely bind and react. I now realize that Peter Mitchell was not using the idea to explain the enzyme but the enzyme to explain the idea, an idea which 'nature' could have used though she perhaps chose not to in this case. This predominance given to the idea was a striking characteristic of Mitchell's thinking. 

Another topic tackled by Mitchell in this period was the uptake across the bacterial membrane of phosphate and arsenate; in this field his engineering approach found more scope and his ideas seem to have been more incisively original, timely and sound. It is hard for us now to realize that at that time a large part of the microbiological community did not accept the necessary existence of a cell membrane, i.e. of an osmotic barrier at the cell surface. Mitchell's work on phosphate uptake was the first detailed study of the kinetics of transport in bacteria. His somewhat startling conclusion, however, that in resting organisms phosphate-phosphate exchange is more than a hundred times faster than either net influx or net efflux, was not taken up by others for some 30 years. Nor was it fully explained by Mitchell. He suggested that the most probable explanation was that a membrane protein became alternately phosphorylated and dephosphorylated, so that what traversed the membrane was not phosphate but phosphoryl groups. Though this model is not now believed to be correct, these experiments were undoubtedly important in the development of Mitchell's chemiosmotic thinking. There seemed here to be tight, almost perfect, coupling between two transmembrane fluxes, in this case the influx and the efflux of phosphate; but the Ussing/Widdas concept of antiport, thus dramatically exemplified, was easily extended at a later date. 

During the late 1950s the idea of covalent chemical changes being concurrent with transport took a terrible grip on Mitchell's mind. He generalized and developed what he called the concept of group translocation. While acknowledging the elegance of Monod's proposal of separate 'permease' and 'β-galactosidase' proteins, Mitchell repeatedly pointed out that a membrane-bound 'β-galactosidase' would suffice, and would allow the free energy of lactose hydrolysis to drive the accumulation of galactosyl and glucosyl units. Monod, of course, proved to be right, and Mitchell wrong; 'nature' had overlooked Mitchell's neat and simple scheme. Peter turned to glucose and discussed in several papers how glucose could enter a cell and become phosphorylated in a single co-ordinated process if the kinase enzyme were asymmetrically placed in the membrane, such that the substrate glucose entered from outside the cell, while the product exited the enzyme to the inside of the cell. The translocated group would not be glucose, but 'glucosyl'. Crane proved this to be wrong for rabbit ileum by showing that deoxy-analogues of glucose incapable of being phosphorylated could be taken up by intestinal preparations. Mitchell and Moyle also believed that succinate "probably" entered bacteria as succinyl groups (esterified to e.g. CoA) and suggested that amino acids might similarly be taken into cells by their activating enzymes. In all these examples 'nature' could be said to have let Mitchell down. But the idea of group translocation was a great idea. In the mid-1960s, Kundig, Ghosh and Roseman eventually described the bacterial phosphtransferase system in which sugars are indeed phosphorylated as they are translocated. Here is a nice example of the answer turning up before the question. 

Experimentally, what had to be done, to test the 'group-translocation' idea, was to establish reliably which enzymes were truly embedded In the membrane, and this Mitchell and Moyle set out to do. The picture that emerged was devastating for the concept of group translocation, but it was obviously crucial to the development of the richer idea of the chemiosmotic proton cycle; for the enzymes strikingly present in bacterial plasma membranes were the dehydrogenases (and ATPase). What luck that Mitchell was working on bacteria!  

The concept of the periplasm has become a commonplace, but it may not be widely known that both the word and the concept are Mitchell coinages; the result of looking at plasmolysed cells through a microscope. It is also worth remarking that the crucial experiments by which Mitchell and Moyle first showed that dinitrophenol catalyses the transfer of hydrogen ions (H+) across membranes were performed on bacteria.  

Cambridge will have many memories of Peter Mitchell. I have heard stories of a steam-filled lab, of a novel method for determining protein molecular weights, of black (protest) lab-coats. In Edinburgh, likewise, the attentive listener may hear of a slightly older Mitchell; a lively contributor to every discussion on every topic, an energetic man with a large head, a mischievous grin, and very tight trousers. It was at Edinburgh in the fifties, renovating the old manse at Carrington for his new family, that Peter acquired the taste for large-scale house-building, an enthusiasm that became perhaps the prime amongst his numerous interests. In 1963 Mitchell resigned his Readership at Edinburgh and invited Jennifer Moyle to join him in building and running a private laboratory amongst the rubble and litter of a derelict mansion in Cornwall.  

Glynn 

Cambridge and Edinburgh can only be seen as a preparation for Glynn. There, at last, the man and the scientist had scope. From that remote and isolated laboratory in its tranquil rural setting 'The Wizard of Bodmin' dazzled the scientific community for two decades with his virtuosity. It seemed he could predict and explain everything, for Mitchell's key unlocked door after door of the 'many-mansioned house'. He had conceived this time an idea that 'nature' had indeed exploited, to the full. Out of the laboratory Mitchell dazzled no less than in it. He built houses, and yacht interiors, he farmed 150 acres, managed an estate of a dozen holiday houses, sailed, minted silver pieces, copper-bottomed saucepans, and bottled and marketed spring water; and this seemed in no way to distract him from his science but to stimulate him rather, nor even to deprive him of the time to relax with his family or holiday on a Greek Island.  

The reader will have seen formal photos of Mitchell in his middle and later years. Here are two completely different glimpses that hung unobtrusively for many years at Glynn House; one of an unbuttoned Mitchell driving a tiny tractor towing his youngest son in a trailer, and another showing a white-coated Mitchell parading a prize bull at the Royal Cornwall Show. Where the Glynn drive joins the main road there swung a modest painted sign. Britton Chance once teased Mitchell that, while the sign announced the farmer to be Peter Mitchell, the picture above the name was not of himself but of a pedigree Jersey cow; but how could 'Brit' know the way things are done down there in Cornwall. Peter got much closer.  

Peter Mitchell was very competitive and relished controversy, but he was also very appreciative of the human and cultural things that enhance the quality of life, appreciative of people, of the humane; even if he occasionally found these feelings had to be subordinated. 

We thankfully remember a man who had great intellectual gifts of memory and tenacity, great creative gifts of imagination, originality and energy, and great human gifts of zest, humour, and charm.  Adieu, and thank you Peter.  

Ian C. West,  (1992)
Department of Biochemistry and Genetics, The Medical School, University of Newcastle upon Tyne, Newcastle upon Tyne NE2 4HH, UK. 
 

(This first appeared in: Molecular Microbiology (1992) 6(23), 3623-3625)

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