The small article on the Large Hadron Collider caught my eye. When in 2009 it was closed down, apparently by a bird, the story went that a bird had dropped a baguette down an unprotected ventilation shaft and blocked it. This caused a quench, where the magnets overheat dangerously. The LHC has its own little fire brigade dedicated to such uncommon but potentially catastrophic incidents.
The baguette story intrigues me. How does anyone really know what happened? As is mentioned in the article, no trace was found. I have long suspected this to be an apocryphal explanation, with the baguette being a clue to a certain anti-French sentiment. A bit like the ham sandwich that Mama Cass is supposed to have choked on, with the insulting piggy implication.
When the 2009 incident happened our Escet was working on at SLAC in California. I spoke to him on MSM or something and he said 'Heh, they quenched!' Within the year, of course, he was at CERN.
...and I'm a pirate anyway so was happy to have my reputation bolstered.Actually, it was me who dropped the baguette - too embarrassed to admit to it, so the blame went to the bird...
I have long suspected this to be an apocryphal explanation, with the baguette being a clue to a certain anti-French sentiment. A bit like the ham sandwich that Mama Cass is supposed to have choked on, with the insulting piggy implication..
I am waiting for a new lounge suite to be delivered - if I start reading it....
"Middle-aged"?? Surely old or elderly is a more chrononomically-competent label for these guys? Sorry, maybe you were being polite to them, I get that wrong sometimes...bespectacled middle-aged guys in glasses wearing broad-brimmed black hats
I've only ever encountered one pub called the Ostrich, in Ipswich. Was it that one, by any chance? (But I never heard of it having a ghost before.)...enjoyed the ghost story from the Ostrich Pub...
When I was a kid in Ipswich the pub was the Ostrich - it's since been returned to the original Oyster Reach. .
Apologies, this is just a personal pedantic observation from me, regarding the pronounciation of the word "suite", even when I'm silently reading it.
In my phonology, I just can't cope with it being spoken as a homophone for sweet. To my ears and brain, "suite" must be pronounced as in 'soo-êet'....never as sweet.
For me, it grates nearly as badly as when people say 'pacific' rather than "specific".
(But I'm just a pain in the butt....)
ps apologies, I know that I heard the word pronounced correctly in my head whilst I was reading your post @Tigerhawk , and I just have to simply accept that only a tiny percentage of crazy purists will agree with me. But that doesn't make the phonyphonetic majority right......
We now return you to your regular programming....
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"Middle-aged"?? Surely old or elderly is a more chrononomically-competent label for these guys? Sorry, maybe you were being polite to them, I get that wrong sometimes...
So glad I could annoy someone from the other side of the world with the pronunciation of Suite as sweet!
As do I!I like the cut of your jib.
When I was a kid in Ipswich the pub was the Ostrich - it's since been returned to the original Oyster Reach.
How time flies! I realise now I haven't been to Ipswich for over a quarter of a century! Back then I lived on a boat in the Marina, and I often ate in the Ostrich in the evenings. Perhaps I knew your mum!
I just came here to make a related observation, having just watched and read about today's Austrian Grand Prix - "Grosser Preis von Osterreich"!Interesting. when I first came across the German name for the country of Austria - Osterreich - I was ten or eleven and totally innocent of the derivation being German for "Eastern Kingdom". I immediately thought "Oh, must be in Africa where ostriches come from".
I like the cut of your jib.
As do I!
And, please, @Tigerhawk , I was indeed already giving you the benefit of the doubt, that you were properly-pronouncing 'suite', as "soô-eet"...
You can always lie to me, if necessary, just to keep me happy (fervant fictional assurances are fractionally better than nothing).
In any case, I may have succeeded in planting a seed of eternal doubt, now, in your mind. A post-hypnotic hiccup, conditioning you to comply. And, you raise an excellent point regarding the term 'en suite'...for sure, it should similarly be vocalised as "õņ-soô-eet".
My work here, for now, is done, and I must fly before the rays of the full morning light turn me into more of a pedantic phonetic fanatic than I already am.