Monthly Archives: November 2012

The Oxford Mail fails to deliver

DAILY NEWSPAPER the Oxford Mail (84) is a lively read, but reading it at 5:30PM on the day it’s been delivered is a bit of a problem. Not having it delivered at all on the day it is printed is a bit of a problem, too.

A few weeks back, I decided to take advantage of an offer to have it delivered daily but the distribution is obviously awry, because it is hit and miss whether it arrives at all, it appears.  Distribution is a big problem. As a channel journalist and, according to the Daily Jellygraph the 35th most important IT influencer in the UK cosmos, I am well aware of the problems of print.

The problem of print journalism is one with which I am very familiar. The group that owns the Oxford Mail also publishes a very thick tabloid on Thursdays called the Oxford Times which is packed to the gills with adverts from estate agents but adverts are a bit thin in the daily. It also publishes a magazine called the Banbury Cake, but we won’t go there.

I was, when I took out the subscription to the Oxford Mail, going to pub a little thing every day summarising the daily news in this strange corner of the universe.  But as its distribution is so hit and miss, that hasn’t proved feasible.

The news group is just about to put the price of the daily paper up to 45 pence from its current 42 pence.  But given the fact it can’t even deliver daily, I am seriously pondering whether this printed newspaper really has a future at all.  I fear for the journalists, based just a five minutes walk away from yours truly.  The Oxford MailIf nobody can read their stuff, what’s the point of writing?

Boffins give verdict on my life span

A VISIT  to the quackeria elicited some interesting information about my state of health – based on chemistry, of course.

After collecting my blood last week, I tipped up at the Jericho Health Centre at 10:40 today to see the doctor and to have the nurse review my hypertension, or blood pressure as it is better known.

My BP is quite high – obviously I am not doing enough meditation and working too hard – and my cholesterol is quite high too – obviously I am eating too many bacon sandwiches although I do the five a day that’s demanded in terms of fruit and that. Though I won’t touch many vegetables, I am a fan of fruit.  My renal function is fine – unbelievably so is my liver function.

So the GP showed me a bit of software that demonstrated if I continued smoking the few fags I now smoke, drinking the few beers that I now drink, and if the BP came down, I would have a 28 percent chance of having an “event” in the next 10 years. “Event” is a doctorish euphemism for a heart attack or a stroke.

So, if I continue the way I am, I have a 48.2 percent of having an “event” in the next 10 years. Well we all die, don’t we? And 10 years of only having a 28.3 percent chance of having an event sounds really boring! Who wants to live forever? I was at Incisive Media’s Channel Awards this time last week. That was an “event”.


Vijayanagar – what a place