Printer down, down, down. Sorry. Many images today are quite readable though.
Confirmed here, whilst I was on holiday with my wife and daughter at the beautiful ski resort Bakuriani, Georgia, near scumbag Stalin’s home town. Click on the link but go to the pictures at the bottom for Edward Winter’s confirmation.
‘Then you leave me like the others.’ Unbeliever -Therapy?
Great news point number 1: so swiftly I recover so all doctors say…
‘Leave me too much time on my own.’ Unbeliever -Therapy?
Great news point number 2: understand what they say well I do, although one or two small points I am an unbeliever of there are…
‘All I want is a trace of recognition.’ Unbeliever -Therapy?
A finishing off: the blog continues and will continue on but should it ever cease, which based on the evidence presented is unlikely, well as stated in ‘Do you differ from the dead?’ you know why… .
‘Your silence is as heavy as my eyes.’ Unbeliever -Therapy?
I regret to say that the printer is not working at the moment, which has impaired the quality of some columns below. Generally they get better the further down they go. 1981 already complete and in much better quality, soon to be uploaded.
Rapport shows the world once more what an original and inventive player he is by dismantling the current world number 6 with an attack and a 27th move that only he could find. Instantly across the net, especially on Twitter, GMs were in total disbelief. He is indeed so admirable, still my favourite player of today’s crop of GMs.
Irrespective of my health, remaining inactive simply isn’t possible. My fellow county players, you have much to look forward to as the past is accessible once more. I work 3 hours a day with microfiche and will begin publishing that found within days.
The greatest chess-related victory in my life was bringing a child into the world who was born out of her father’s love of chess, as he met her mother at a tournament. Even her initials suggest that at one point, she was the world’s youngest GM -but by name not prowess (which is why I requested she had no middle name)! And also, the chess community we were central to at the time was truly overjoyed that we brought a child into the world because I took more interest in her mother than the demise of my defeated opponents at their tournament that year. Still today it is spoken about and of course they all love my daughter, being the happy child she is!
Here is a video that shows her entry into the world and her development there after. There are many references to and pictures of chess…oh, I should also add that when I lived in the UAE I was a professional photographer for a short while, so you will be able to establish which photos were shot be me with consulate ease. There’s some video too, you might find her reaction to her first introduction to chess amusing, I know I certainly do.
The one picture that indicates the location where the causal chain formed and resulted in her birth 541 days later is at the 7.35 mark, as the table in the background is where I first met her mother in the 5-star hotel where the tournament took place. I also want to say that I only use SLRs on a shoot, so putting together a video took quite some time but it does stand out far above all others. The pictures offer a chronology of her first 9 months and some great piano music lies within also. Enjoy!
Thankfully, my daughter did not lose her father last month. Let us hope she will have a loving father for now and forever more… .
How can I be sure I’m here?
The pills that I’ve been taking confuse me,
I need to know that someone sees that,
There’s nothing left, I simply am not here.
Porcupine Tree – Fear of a Blank Planet
Imagine you are a child, would a preference to play chess instead of play with an xbox remain simpatico after being offered both? For me yes. Some evidence, perhaps anachronistic perhaps not, is corroborated below.
Yep that’s me, very early 1980s at Xmas party against a drunken family friend. I say that because I remember the photo being taken.
Another Xmas party. That’s not my father, I never had one. I come from a broken Scots/Irish immigrant family on the roughest street of my whole town. Again I remember the photo taken, the gentleman in it was called Brian, I liked him very much.
Don’t try engaging me,
The vaguest of shrugs,
The prescription drugs,
You’ll never find a person inside.
Porcupine Tree – Fear of a Blank Planet
But if you watch the video below, shot about 15 miles south of where I am as I type, you may see that the youth of modern day England, if well-represented here, have an altogther different preference to mine -and just look at what it does to them! Deranged they are and a very sorry sight indeed! Those poor souls grow up in my same country as me but one that is rather foreign it must me said.
‘The past is a foreign country, they do things differently there.’ L. P. Hartley
Pity them you must and enjoy the guitaring you shall should you click on the video below.
Whilst the undefeated chess champion of my school, one of the very first things chess taught me about life is that society is hierarchical and that to ascend from circles predominately working class, to the acquiescent middle & upper-classes is essential because therein a communal interest can be embraced by those more distinguished, more able to broaden your horizon beyond what is intrinsic & extrinsic to our beautiful game as well as the community which flourishes within it and whatever remains extraneous to that…before I left school, unlike the kids in the video above, I learnt that life is contingent but subjugated by my own relentless and solitudinous study of chess and only chess.
A champion enraptured by a solitudinuous study of chess with a fantastic taste in music already, don’t you think Metallica fans? I was already tactically astute at this stage: 9 months before this photo was taken, when Luton A played Leighton Buzzard C on March 24th 1988, I was playing on Board 3 wearing a green jumper and tore Lynn Rose apart over the board, he was rated 130. He couldn’t even make it to the time control!
“No one can construct for you the bridge upon which precisely you must cross the stream of life, no one but you yourself alone.”
…on what this site initially became…on what this site is now becoming…on what this site cannot become…
On what this site initially became…
…once upon a time, the chess-related musings of an adrift academic were bound playfully and electronically in this online journal of sorts. They grew and grew as the decade did too. I kept on because I love to write whether I had much to say or not; therefore, being read by others was usually of little or no importance, comparatively speaking. Content was based on personal thoughts and experience on various topics with no intended audience borne in mind. With topics broadening, my own take on things always shaped the narrative I constructed: I often thought I was insightful but never that I was right. Sometimes imagination gave rise to originality: and of that I have always remained proud. I often introduced humour, believing that I am funnier than I really am. Sometimes, I found my own style antithetical to the conservatism I believe chess is plagued by -oftentimes that has put a gracious smile on my face… .
On what this site is now becoming…
…this site is now becoming a collaboration of chess in Bedfordshire: much more so of the past than the present -that has become the dominant trend. I document the history of chess in Bedfordshire as much as I can, and as time has passed I have become more thorough and resourceful. However, I am not a trained historian as my background lies principally in philosophy but yes it is true I did study some modules on history as both an undergraduate and a post-graduate too; furthermore, I have trained myself up, particularly in terms of postmodern history. Since 2015, I have only read history and historiography as well as those philosophers who have been so influential on postmodern history, such as Nietzsche (whom I once wrote a 19,000 word dissertation on, entitled: Can the Will to Power be Found in The Birth of Tragedy?), also Richard Rorty and Foucault and I suppose certain structualists such as Claude Levi-Strauss too. Regarding postmodernism, mostly I keep to Hayden White, Keith Jenkins and Alan Muslow.
Some friends and former playing partners back home describe me as the ‘go to guy’ for the history of chess in Bedfordshire. This compliment says more about the lack of interest in the subject than my own endeavour. As mentioned, I am too adrift from academia to feel chuffed by it. Rather, I tend to lament that my historical research, like my chess, just isn’t what it should be. Even though I may well have a broad understanding of Bedfordshire chess history courtesy of the volume of research put into it, all of which began in 2014, this is not something I am particularly proud of. Nonetheless, out of courtesy compliments are graciously received. If the truth be told, I just see it as my job and only that – after all someone’s got to do it and no one else is that interested!
Amongst the many others, I have created three categories: ‘Bedfordshire Chess’ and ‘History of Bedfordshire Chess’ and ‘Luton Chess Club’. This website is slowly moving towards a consolidation of those (all of which can be found in one of the toolbars to the right).
On what this site cannot become…
…I like to be both creative and amusing when I can be, factor in that playfulness has been an ever-present factor, the content of this site should be thought of as multifarious. It could be said I continue to enjoy undermining the conservatism I believe chess is underpinned by even after all these years, and often try to use humour to do it still, believing I have got better at it. Consequently, despite the general direction its going in, this site cannot only be about Chess in Bedfordshire and nor will it be. It may become noted for that yes -in fact that’s been the case for years already even by established historians, archivists, and whoever else. External factors aside, this site is titled McCreadyandChess. I cannot, nor will I not, remove my own personal thoughts and experiences of chess from the posts of this site -especially if I think they are funny or original for they constitute my writing at its very, very best. In addition, the number of categories alone tells you that breadth of content is important to me. I am proud of my site, it is identity conferring and that is how it shall stay -end of story. All you really have are: ‘Some thoughts on the beautiful game’, which, incidentally, just happen to be my very own; nothing more, nothing less, take of it whatever you please… .
A side note on how to read old Tom Sweby's columns
Not perhaps, but quintessentially, Old Tom Sweby is best thought of as a passionate devotee to the newspapers he wrote for. He was well read and knowledgeable of the Bedfordshire chess scene and well beyond, given that he was the president of the S.C.C.U. once upon a time. He was generally well-respected and rubbed shoulders with many, if not all, of those eminent within British chess circles. It would, however, be a critical mistake to see his column is primary source material entirely. That it is not. You will also find secondary source material quoted too, and the reliability of that is not quite as Tom hoped. Given that he wrote for decades, this is to some degree inevitable, and after all we are all prone to error whether we realize it or not. Thankfully, with regards to old Tom Sweby, they are infrequent and for the most part old Tom continued to document events and developments in the Bedfordshire league from the get go as best he could but, of course, everything lies open to interpretation. Despite this, and generally speaking. this does indeed make him informative and thus worth reading. Dare I say his columns constitute a narrative describing the latest developments, match reports and changing nature of the Beds league...he knew his audience and wrote according. This manifested itself over decades but brevity was always in play courtesy of the restictions imposed by writing a column. Should you wish to read a in instrumental figure of the Beds' league post WW2, you are quite welcome to peruse what has been posted here... . :-) I should, however, point out that as the decades wore on he gradually moved on away from narratives concerning the Bedfordshire league towards affairs both historical and international. The reasons for this are multifarous, old age was a predominante factor presumably, however, the bottom line is with regards to how the Bedfordshire chess scene developed post WW2: old Tom Sweby is your go to guy. He wrote more about chess in Bedforshire than anyone else did but given he was a Lutonian and writing for a Luton newspaper there is both bias and greater coverage of his hometown than the rest of the county.
Gallery
I’m either 10 or 11 here
1982, myself versus Brian from Sunderland.
At the Thai Junior chess championships. My daughter of course.
Pattaya 2011
2011
Thai Junior Championships
2008
2011
Around 2011
2011
Pattaya 2009
2011
Kuwait 2008
2012
2012
2011 BKK Chess club
2011
2011 Thai Open
2011 Thai Open
2013 approx
Around 2014
2010
2012
Around 2011
2011
2011
2013
Around 2011
Around 2011
2020
2011
2008
2011
2013 or thereabouts
2010
2017
2014?
2010
2024
2024
2024
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