

The links page on the above site took me to Phil Macbeans fascinating "Lighting Pictures- Here and There" which is a must for the serious devotee of this consuming hobby. Only the other evening I sat wide-eyed and enthralled as I watched the four minute video of a Philips HPL-R 240V 125W reflector, ES (medium) base warming up. In his detailed commentary Phil points out that the most interesting sections of the film are when the light is switched on and again when it is switched off. Here I beg to differ. I found the two minute central section when nothing seems to happen other than the incandescent glow of the central element spellbinding. If anything deserves an award at the ISLA's this is surely it.

Now I must wait. I have received an acknowledgement saying that my membership application has been submitted to the group and I will be contacted again when a decision has been made. All I can do now is wait and see. And perhaps I can make this heart-felt plea. If any of you out there, know a member of the group - an elderly uncle perhaps or the milkman's older brother who has not been out of the farm for the last fifteen years - please intercede on my behalf. I need answers. I need to know. I need light to enter the dark recesses of my soul.
I once walked the length of the military railway at... um.. anyway, south of London, much used to this day for film sets needing a tame railway.. with a young Scot (in his military kilt - note the "l") who could quote you the detail of any tram ever known in Glasgow. (In fact he was good company so long as nobody mentioned trams. (Sadly, not a lamp-post authority....))
ReplyDeleteTo extend my previous comment about why lamposts go out, I first noticed this phenomenon ages ago in my early teens when wistfully looking out of a window in Goodmayes, Essex. And then it came back on again. Faulty lamp, I thought. But its neighbour then went off.... and, later, back on again. And then another, further down the road. Quite intriguing with nothing more to wist at. Even at that young age I realised that seemingly several lamps could not have suddenly become faulty, but it was a hitherto unobserved (by me)property of street lights...
I asked my (truly) inspirational physics teacher about it and he explained about the thermal cut-out. Since he was the kind of person knew how to make fireworks and home-made photographic enlargers, he wasn't the kind to have been fobbing me off!
I've since seen the effect many times - indeed, also had the impression they turned off because I happened to be driving by one particular time... the effect can be quite disconcerting even when you know the reason.
For those of us who fell asleep during the Harry Potter film I quoted, it uses failing street lights to be spooky when the Dementors are first around... although we don't know about them yet (unless we've read the book.)
As regards seeming lack of randomness of basically random events, our house light bulbs always seem to blow in batches.... with the result the feeling they have it for one personally is unavoidable. Paranoia is never far below the normal human surface.