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Accessible Literature [25th Feb, 2009|06:04 pm]
Reading can be difficult. Many people have never received an education and yet of those of us who have, there are still a multitude of possible obstacles that might prevent us from enjoying books.

As a blind person, the most obvious barrier for me is that of finding accessible books. Technology is constantly improving the situation with the development of scanning and character recognition. Yet even then, legal considerations often prohibit distribution of such materials, making finding them, challenging.

I've recently devoted more of my time toward reading the Bible. As you might expect, the same difficulties exist in reading the Bible as with anything else. There are a number of websites which freely offer online access to a variety of translations. However, there still remains the problem of accessing materials offline. Fortunately, help is available. Optasia Ministry is an organisation offering their entire library without charge to visually impaired people throughout the world. As well as Bibles, their library contains a surprisingly comprehensive collection of related literature. Take a look at their website to find out more by visiting www.optasiaministry.org.
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The Twenty-Five Game [8th Feb, 2009|08:19 pm]
[I'm feeling |accomplished]

If you're on Facebook, you know the drill.

  1. I've been enrolled as an undergraduate student somewhere or other since Saturday 22nd September, 2004.
  2. I've just noticed that the three keys on my keyboard directly to the right of my left shift key: (\ z x) aren't directly in line with the gaps in between a s and d as they are on most keyboards.
  3. I have far too many bits and pieces of old website experiments scattered over the internet.
  4. I have published several small computer programs which improve how Window-Eyes, my screen reading software, interacts with other software.
  5. I share my initial with my dad and as such, all mail addressed to Mr D Paskell is opened by him.
  6. I once played a small prank on our family computer which meant that it would only agree to turn itself on properly after my dad agreed to a significant pocket money rise (not recommended).
  7. I remember the last time London had snow similar to the conditions around here last Monday.
  8. I'm obsessed with dates and can mentally calculate the day of the week on which any given date fell.
  9. I've loved radios since I received one as a Christmas present in 1993.
  10. I could have been heard hundreds of times, usually on BBC local radio. My particular favourite competition was the treasure hunt on Radio Berkshire's Saturday breakfast programme, then hosted by Andrew Peach.
  11. I'am particularly pleased with my tiny battery operated walkman-like radio with a solar rechargeable panel.
  12. I hold valid dual citizenship for both the UK and Ireland.
  13. I met Michael Schumacher eleven days before he won his second grand prix race.
  14. My nicknames have included derivitives of a well known white washing powder, Arbuthnot, Wheel nut, Dazareth and DJ.
  15. I used to have my own Internet Radio show on ACB Radio Interactive.
  16. I'm an accomplished blind shooter with nowhere to train and not enough time to establish my own facilities.
  17. At Great Marlow School, I received the lower school History and French prises from the late Sir John Mortimer in 1998. I was permitted the afternoon off to practise manoeuvring on and off stage in advance and did so that evening, without guidance or use of any mobility aids.
  18. I'm the only person I know to have successfully broken an arm by landing on a stack of crash mats.
  19. My sense of humour has always gotten me into trouble. I was rebuked at primary school for randomly bursting out laughing whilst walking off the playground on my own.
  20. According to Who's Who, my interests include flogging servants, shooting poor people; and the extension of slavery to anyone who hasn't got a Knighthood. (profile of Sir Talbot Buxomley) - See, told you!
  21. I'm one of few people who can boast of A-level results of A A E.
  22. I'm utterly terrified of balloons.
  23. I have an extremely short attention span and have been known to nod off just 111 seconds into a lecture.
  24. I am of a naturally shy disposition.
  25. At the time of writing, I'm killing time, waiting for my dad to come and pick me up from university.
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Voice Post [19th Dec, 2008|12:15 am]
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Voice Post [17th Dec, 2008|10:57 pm]
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Voice Post [17th Dec, 2008|05:44 pm]
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“My goodness, this is amazing. Absolutely amazing guys I'm using the gismo service to record this. I have it installed though on my mobile phone which is amazing because of course the UK numbers or voice posting are a bit dodgy here in the UK. So what have I done. Well I thought I'd try doing it this way over the internet. So right now I'm back home using my Wifi connection to talk to you. Isn't this exciting. Hopefully it's gonna keep on working as well. So there you have it. I can now voice post to you from anywhere in this house or indeed anywhere else that Wifi is active turned on and working. Fabulous stuff. I hope to try it later on this evening when we head off out and about to go and watch my parents play in they're 10 pin bowling league. I don't know I think there's a hot spot there. We'll have to wait and see but this is fantastic. Absolutely fantastic. I'm very pleased that this is working. Anything that they should do now is create one of there options in Skype so you Skype them as well. That way even my mother would be able to do it. God. Isn't this brilliant. Anyway I think I'll leave it at that for the time being. It's quite cold around here today but it's been very hally(?) and that's always good. I've also been playing with my new net book computer. My Samsung N310. Highly recommended indeed to anybody. It's working. I have put window eyes on it. I have been installing all of my stuff in it. It's not quite got Skype on it but it's got but it's got office on it so I can use Word and Power Point. It's got 5 Vox and it already comes in a box with XP Home and a warping 160 gig hard drive. So you can't go wrong with that. Anyway I'm just waffling at the moment. So I'd better shut up and let you get on with your day but have a good one and I'll talk to you soon. Take care. Bye bye.”

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Voice Post [6th Dec, 2008|03:13 pm]
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“Hello, I hope you're doing alright. It's quite cold over here but very sunny at the moment so I'm about to head off down toward our railway station here in Egan to pick up my friend Naomi from school who's coming along to stay for a few days. The only thing is I can't quite remember how to get to the railway station so this could be fun. So I have to pick her up on foot so wish me luck. I'll let you know how we get on. Till then I hope you're going to have lots and lots of fun and I will speak again very soon. Have fun. Take care.”

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oh for the love of everything "markup"! [1st Feb, 2008|11:38 am]
[I'm feeling | bored]

I'll try and keep this short, since the internet is boring. Did I say that? Some bits of it are, but there is also some fabulous stuff around! I'm targeting some of the technology behind it today, in particular the stuff that exists to hopefully make the life of the programmer, easier.

In a fairly simplistic level, I'm fond of html and its derivitives. This is the simplist method out there for creating web pages. Ever wondered why that bookmark ends in bla.html? Now you know! As with almost everything vaguely geeky, it's an acronym of Hyper text markup language but since that's almost entirely irrelevant, don't worry about it for now.

Then we have XML. Why? Someone somewhere realised a few years ago that it was really inconvenient for those of us with more than one computer, to transfer our documents and the like from one to the other. Shouldn't be a problem if we all have the same version of Word, Excel and the like installed, but what if we don't even have Excel? All I want to do is look at some spreadsheet (goodness knows why), but I don't have Excel! That's hardly fair now is it? I've been given permission to read the spreadsheet. Why should I have to pay Microsoft for the right to read my work?? And so, some boffins came up with the idea of extendable markup language, XML. It's just a way of defining all sorts of other ways of saving files, with the main advantage being that it is relatively straightforward for anyone to understand other people's methods of storing data. Ever tried opening a .doc file in Notepad? Try it some day when you're bored, and you'll see it's just a scrambled load of gibberish, even if it happens to be your prise dissertation when you open it in Word. If it were based on XML, it wouldn't be quite so daunting, although it would be necessary for someone like me to write some sort of filter to strip the words in your document from all the rest of the junk that should show a computer how to format it.

Again, don't worry too much if you haven't got a clue what I'm on about, you're not necessarily supposed to understand this stuff - that's my job!

Why am I going on about "markup"? Wonderful as it is, a third of all of our lectures this semester seem to be devoted exclusively to markup. That is the same amount of time we had last semester in class, for the express purpose of learning how to program for the first time.

"But," you ask. "Isn't this markup blurb programming as well?"

Absolutely! But, it's far easier by definition than learning how to write the software which renders web content. I guess they want anyone to be able to put stuff on the web, even without the benefit of wikis and expensive tools like Dreamweaver. For want of a more apt example, think of it in terms of learning to write a web page versus learning to make our own web browser to display it.

Sure, the internet appears to be constantly increasing its penetration of influence into our daily lives. It's important, possibly vital for the future career path of a computer scientist. I happen to have enjoyed a time of employment thanks to my knowledge of these web technologies. That is my point. Why bother to lecture us about this stuff now? It's important, I've already said that! If it's necessary to spoon-feed computer science students with this sort of stuff, why not do it before we come onto more advanced programming? As far as I can tell, this module is wasting at least four hours of my life a week - time I could be spending robot building or researching the under-documented methods implemented by Microsoft for including sounds in their XBoxes. Or better still, it could be devoted to extra time understanding theories of computation and logic programming, or the "maths stuff" as I like to call it, stuff which I'm quite crap at by nature.

We're expected to use our resourcefulness to find out about the finer points of robots and our Java programming in general. If there's one thing well documented on the web, it's web programming, so why does the same principle not apply here?

P.S: I'm proud to have spent all of these lectures so far, working on prolog and generally procrastinating. I am however, reassured by the promise of low-level network protocol troubleshooting and hacking later on in the term. Bring on March!
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Journalism or Sensationalism? [17th Jan, 2008|07:19 pm]
[I'm feeling | frustrated]

Here in the UK today, the main headline in our news is the aeroplane which crash-landed at London Heathrow Airport. I think it's fair to say that us Brits have somewhat of an obsession with aviation, probably thanks to those engineers and service men responsible for the defence of Britain during the second world war. Whenever an amateur pilot encounters a problem with their aircraft, it will usually make national news, although naturally such false factors as the perceived importance of those involved will often dictate the degree of air time devoted to their plight.

However, my view of aviation is undoubtedly distorted, given that my dad worked as an air traffic controller for forty years. Whenever anything aviation-related made news, I have been privileged to have the knowledge of a professional view of a situation to call upon, for as an analytical thinker I do value any opportunity to establish what's really going on.

Let's return to this particular crash. What do we know?


  1. A British Airways airliner crash-landed.

  2. Everyone on board survived and escaped without serious injury.

  3. The cause of the accident is currently unknown.

  4. The cause can be and will be found out, once materials such as the flight instrument data have been fully analysed.



Here are a few other things we can also fairly safely assume.


  1. While many of us know how to drive a car, few of us know how to fly a commercial airliner.

  2. As in any industry, there are a multitude of technical terms and procedures associated with flying. I don't intend to insult the intelligence of anyone with experience of working in aviation, nor do I wish to embarrass myself with my complete ignorance of most of it. I have enough trouble getting my head around three-dimensional movements!



Given all I've said so far, why is it that in the whole of this afternoon's media coverage, I've not noticed the BBC make any attempt to probe this incident by consulting anyone from the aviation industry? On one hand, we should be reassured by this absence of experts from our media coverage, since their wisdom is needed elsewhere in making sure that normal operations around our airports and airspace may be restored. Yet there are folks, such as my dad, who have retired from a life's service to aviation. Why were their views not sort? Instead, all I heard questioned on the radio were views from those who saw the accident. But unless they were on board the plane and could see both of its engines and examine the flight instruments first hand, what can they tell us? We already know that the plane crashed, but only an aviation expert such as a pilot is qualified to analyse this information and make valid conclusions from it. In the space of a few minutes, I heard BBC journalists describe the crash as an emergency landing, a crash landing, a catastrophic failure from a few hundred feet above the built up area that surrounds the airport, and an incredibly lucky escape for a plane which was just a few feet above the ground while still a couple of miles away from the runway. This contempt of the truth only serves to confuse the audience. If we don't know what's going on, why is it considered disgraceful to admit as much?

There are issues of competition between news agencies which must not be forgotten. If Joe Blogs the reporter doesn't know what to make of what's happened, you can bet your bottom dollar that John Block might, leading to a loss of respect and audience for Mr. Blogs.

I only feel compelled to write in here though as one factor, that of the British weather, was not explored at all. Power failures, engine trouble and all sorts of other rather dramatic possibilities have been analysed by these journalists. But not the weather.

On this occasion, dad was very lucky, not least because he wasn't on duty! But as it happens, he flew back into the country and into Heathrow, minutes before the crash. He noticed that wind seemed to be affecting the horizontal balance of his aircraft when it came in to land. He told me as much when I rang him, after I heard about it. So I proceeded to try and contact the BBC. I left voice messages, sent texts and emails, inviting them to seek the professional opinion of an air traffic controller. Dad also composed several detailed correspondences for the BBC's benefit when he returned home. Nothing happened.

"So what?" you ask. "Surely they can't be expected to get in touch with everyone," and you'd be right. But in all that time, they managed to track down several passengers, a cabby and a few other people who observed the event from the odd car park or back garden.

We can't dismiss any source of data until we begin analysing it, so I'm not going to criticise the BBC for concentrating on tracking down those who might have observed the crash. What infuriates me is their complete failure to consult anyone who might have helped piece together the information as it became available. Analysis of such a unique situation performed by those of us unfamiliar with this sort of data is bound to lead to inaccurate and irresponsible conclusions. Yet perhaps more worryingly, we're ready to embrace these analyses as the truth!

Given that we suspect our media of failing to consult experts when analysing an aviation matter, it's almost tempting to question their authority in piecing together other circumstances, although I'm obviously only speculating here. What I can't help but wonder is if the media are not at least partly responsible for the synical attitude adopted by many of us, according to various examples of market research, toward issues such as politics, crime and the social responsibility of our youth (for want of better examples).

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Enemies of the air, be where! [11th Dec, 2007|02:58 am]
Forgive me dear reader, for I have yet again opted for a stupidly abstract title.

First off, "enemies". In fact in this instance, the culprit is a single entity by the name of Nokia. A couple of weeks ago, my phone exploded while it was on charge. I kid you not! It literally, did, explode. The battery short circuited, overheated, expanded, cracked, caught fire and disintegrated, shooting debris off everywhere and causing extensive localised damage to my carpet and walls. If you don't believe me, Check out the damage for yourself.

That nicely leads us onto "the air". This is where the element of abstraction shows itself. Over the air has loosely defined any form of wireless communication for many years. Since mobile phones are of course wireless devices in themselves, we thus offer some context when considering any grievances toward Nokia.

Finally and most importantly, we come to the ominously implied threat of caution directed at Nokia. For at last, their inadequacies shall be revealed to the good old British public, on the nation's best loved item of living room furniture, the television. Yes, look out for a Watchdog report into the case of the blundering batteries, on this week's programme. See you on the box tomorrow night at some time between 8 and 8.30 PM!
[footnote: 30 seconds TV time is roughly equivalent to 3 hours recording time and several more editing.]

The text of the title of this post is copyright (C) J.K. Rowling, and is a minor extract from the book entitled "Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets".

P.S.: Anyone with a Nokia phone really should go take a look here:

http://www.nokia.com/batteryreplacement/
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Twelve [10th Dec, 2007|08:20 am]
[I'm feeling | content]

It's been:

Twelve years since I made my first guest appearance on radio, live from a radio studio. The unfortunate station? BBC Three Counties Radio in Luton. Purpose? To review that week's edition of Top of the Pops. I tipped Michael Jackson's Earth Song to remain at the number one spot in the UK singles chart for another two weeks, which would have made it the Christmas number one for 1995. Well at least that was one thing I got right. Unfortunately I also thought all Sunday evening listeners to BBC local radio would find a complete rendition of the thirteen times table, to be to their liking - oh the arrogance of misguided youth. I also remember spontaneously becoming silently tearful on my way off to morning breaktime, outside in the playground the following day, in the realisation that the previous day was probably one of the most memorable experiences of my short life and also, infinitely preferrable to attending school. Children are remarkably perceptive, far more so than adults. Though I naturally have no proof for this wild assertion, I'm sure I had an inkling of things to come, for the following two years were perhaps my unhappiest at school.

Twelve months (more or less) since my return home from what I consider to be my final semester at Keele University, though I carried on for perhaps another month or so unofficially, or a few more months officially. On this occasion, I'll overlook the time spent that Christmas and the inconvenience caused by only deciding to go ahead and transfer universities a week after the Ucas deadline. It would surely also be inprudent to look back on the experience of temporary nurve damage in my neck, a condition I was suffering from at the time. Instead, let us remember it as the time I started to look toward the future. Started? But we always do to some extent. This is true. But there is a difference between twelve seconds, minutes, hours, days, weeks, months and years, or so I believe.

Twelve weeks since my return to the UK from perhaps my most enjoyable holiday. I can't speak too highly of New Zealand as I'm sure you all know and I still stand by my love of dry ice.

Twelve days since exhaustion finally caught up with me. Anyone who drives a lot will admit the importance of remaining alert at all times whilst behind the wheel. It's the same for me when just walking around the place, else I really am a danger to myself!

Twelve hours since I consumed the first of two wonderful muffins which I obtained yesterday.

Twelve minutes since I came up with the idea of putting together this self-indulgent musing,

and finally, Twelve seconds since I last used spellcheck...Now it's up to you. What did I miss?

P.S.: I should like to add that I have had by far my busiest week yet here at Royal Holloway last week. More on that later on.
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What's the point? [25th Oct, 2007|12:38 am]
[I'm feeling | cheerful]

Alrighty! Let us delay no longer!

Before I go on, I must warn you that this commentary is riddled with beautiful political imperfection, not to mention much in the way of undesirable grammar, with just a tad bias for good measure. I only hope those of you with a legal background will not take my words personally. I hope you'll all see that that's not my intention! I'm sure we all just want life to be as good as it can be for all! But before I jump on board the activist bandwagon, allow me to quit while I'm running behind, fresh from a close shave with the guard's van! Actually, that was my bathroom door, but more on that another time.

Synicism has so far dominated my impression of Higher Education. One cannot possibly be an undergraduate for more than the advertised duration of their course without feeling some degree of disappointment (no pun intended). But now, Keele is most definitely no more for me!

I've not been open about my initial experiences at Royal Holloway. Perhaps it's because I'm not getting paid this time! Whatever the reason, I can proudly dismiss a reluctance to admit defeat for the second time! In fact, it's immeasurably refreshing to be on the receiving end of decent support! I've had mobility training and note-taking provisions here, both of which have also been positive experiences for me in the past. But what sets Royal Holloway apart is its overall approach to disability issues.

University representatives, read on! It's not about creating a perfect infrastructure. It's not just about adhering to legislation. Both of the above will help enormously, or would if they were both possible. What counts, is whether or not you guys actually want to help disabled students in the first place. Of course you do!

But how do you go about it? Is it worthwhile going through the law book and insuring you have every possible bit of the disability discrimination act implemented? Yes, certainly. At least this way you can guarantee yourself against legal action.

I guess my point is that for me and I suspect many disabled students, what really counts is the effort universities are willing to go to, to accommodate our needs. Once you've made your buildings accessible, don't just go ahead by drafting in a manager to head up the department with no experience of disabled issues. Equally, don't employ a disabled disability co-ordinator, simply so you can tick off another box toward the goal of demonstrating yourself an equal opportunities employer. Do it properly by giving your ideal candidate real responsibility to practice their expertese. For want of a better example, would you employ a Professor of Applied Mathematics as head of your social work courses? Probably not. I'm not saying that such prejudices are helpful, I merely mention them to illustrate my point. I'm sure there must be a mathematician at the head of a humanities school somewhere. I mean, we all know such terms aren't always exactly reflective of the full picture.

If you're working in the field of rehabilitation, why? Probably not purely for financial gain, let's face it. It can't be for the hours either, unless you thrive on a longer than average working week. You're doing what you do because you care and want to make a difference to people who really will appreciate your efforts. You don't like your job, you love it and are more than content with devoting yourself to the cause of other people. Again, this stereotype doesn't exactly stand up on its own either, nor am I intending that it should.

What am I getting at? Vision? Foresight? Something like that. I think I can perhaps best articulate this whole thing with this philosophy. Rules are for the benefit of the ignorant, and the guidance of the wise.

Has Daz really gone mad? Nope, I am mad! I think. Seriously, don't kid yourself, of course I've not had 5 weeks of trouble free time at university. But what I have had is the resources, the people, the time and the efforts of others on my behalf to help me whenever I've sought it. Perhaps my expectations are low, but I don't think I can possibly ask for more than that.

P.S.: I wasn't kidding when I talked about writing quality! A prize for the person who spots a single reference in that tripe!
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Voice Post [21st Sep, 2007|07:35 am]
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I don't know what I'm doing! [21st Sep, 2007|07:01 am]
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[I'm writing from |Royal Holloway, University of London, Egham, Surrey, UK]
[I'm feeling |exhilarated]
[I can hear |Dectalk]

Hi!

Ok folks, the sky's the limit here, for I really haven't got a clue where I'm writing, or what I'm doing.

All I'll say for now is that until I get my act together, feel free to head on over to my blog at HeyDaz.co.uk.

Have fun!
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