MONSTER HUNTERS SIGHTED AT LOCH NESS

For the last three days the monster hunting duo, Jonathan Downes and Richard Freeman have been filming at Loch Ness for an American TV show hosted by Penn & Teller.

Yesterday an eagle-eyed CFZ member sent us an alledged photograph from a Loch Ness webcam. Showing what appeared to be the CFZ team in a boat, cruising the vicinity of the ruins of Urquhart Castle.

Jon and Richard will be back by the end of the week, so watch this space for more updated news.

Sources:-

Webcam: http://www.lochness.co.uk/

Urquhart Castle: http://www.undiscoveredscotland.co.uk/drumnadrochit/urquhart/

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm

Recently Thelma put a posting on the CFZ Forums with a questionairre about the things that CFZers do and don't do etc. These included favourite films, music and whether or not drugs should be legalised and I should have a haircut. I answered reasonably truthfully, but looking back at my - and other peoples - answers a pattern began to emerge.

I think that it is interesting how many people don't think that drugs should be legalised (despite what people in certain quarters think about the CFZ). I think that one of the most destructive things about my generation was the widespread view that drugs are OK, and worse that cannabis is a "soft drug".

Cannabis is a seriously powerful psychoactive agent, and the present generation of skunks are vastly more powerful than anything we had back when I used to proselytise for weed twenty odd years back.

A few years back someone sent me an Alcoholics Anonymous leaflet after one of my appearances at the Unconvention. He told me that he thought that I was an alcoholic. I was furious, but with hindsight I think that he was probably right. Until a couple of years ago I drank far too much, and although I was never one of those people who had to have a drink in order to get up in the morning, I certainly used it as an emotional crutch, and over indulged to a dangerous extent.

I think that booze and dope (particularly the latter) did me more harm than any of the so-called harder drugs that I messed with over the years, If I had my time again, I don't think that I would have touched any of the things I did with a bloody heat bargepole, and I would have drunk far more moderately.

My drinking and drugging days are largely behind me now, but I still ain'y gpnna have that haircut!

Be back home tomorrow

It's strange. I have been away from the office for a week now, and it seems to belong to an entirely different time and space. I have been staying with Corinna and her two daughters in Lincolnshire, and generally enjoying domestic bliss and a level of normalcy that I never usually experience. Apart from going to see Alice Cooper at Wembley on Sunday, and writing about half a chapter of my new magnum opus (it is now 50,000 words and rising), I am happy to report that I have generally done nothing with aplomb and flair...

However, I catch the 7.54 for Brum in the morning and will be back at the CFZ after lunch. After that I have about five days in the office before I fly to Loch Ness on Tuesday,,,,

What a life eh?

And here it is...

With apologies to BBC Video:





Mark has really gone to town on this one! The book is packed with pictures and clever and witty design jokes. He has decided that as next year is the 30th Anniversary of the appearance of His Owliness in Mawnan Smith, that my planned paperback (fourth) edition of The Owlman and Others should be a special 30th Anniversary edition packed with photos, press cuttings and memorabilia. I am only too aware that my owlman eresearches already fill three bulging box files, and that if we use everything I have got the bloody thing will be the size of an encyclopaedia!

Watch this space............

Strange Days

We spent this morning filming. Much to my amazement, some months ago my father produced a video cassette which contained some cine film he and my mother took in Nigeria when they were stationed there nearly fifty years ago. I made an idle comment to friends of mine that the footage should really be edited, and before I knew what had happened the whole affair had escalated into a full blown documentary film of my father relating his African experiences in the 1950s to the accompaniment of the aforementioned video footage and a veritable treasure trove of photographs and slides which show aworld that has effectively ceased to exist.

I am very impressed at the way that the old chap has taken to this new lifesyle like a veritable duck to water. Mike and Helen from Barnstaple have been over for the last few weekends filming him for the documentary, and - pretty unusually for terminally ill a guy pushing 81 - he has become very enthusiastic about the project. When the film is finished it will be two books and a movie chalked up to him in his eighty-first year, which I am sure anyone would agree is a pretty impressive achievement.

On the CFZ front it is a little quiet here this weekend, because despite weeks of ceaseless activity with our publishing schedule and with the frog project (of which more another time), this weekend everyone is on leave. Mark is back with his folks in Weymouth, John has taken a week off, and Graham is - as we speak - driving up to London to see his mother. Corinna and I are left at base to look after Dad and have a (I think anyway) well deserved rest from the world....

... That is what I had planned anyway, but she is bullying me into trying to finish my new book, so I guess the weekend will be more productive than I had hoped.

More Shameless Plugging

I will treat the comment that someone posted on this blog that "Like so many others - this blog seems to have 'fizzled out'... a typical CFZ related venture!!! " with well bred contempt. After all, the fact that there are several postings today is proof that he/she is talking nonsense. However, I would like to take this opportunity to stress that this bloggything is never gonna be a daily occurence. I try and do three or four postings a month if I can, but I am sure that you would all agree that running the CFZ and doing my best to look after a dying parent is somewhat more important than maintaining the blog..........

However, griping apart, I am pleased to announce that the latest in our series of perfect bound reissues of my books is now available: Only Fools and Goatsuckers.

(There seems to be some technical problem forbidding me to upload pix today :( so no cover shot for the time being)

In the eight years since I wrote it, I have often regretted the title—which, after all, makes no sense to anyone not familiar with the BBC TV series from which I cribbed the name (which means basically everyone outside the UK). But one - long forgotten - wag christened our younger, `Jack-the-lad` selves “the Rodney and Del-Boy of cryptozoology”, and the joke seemed appropriate.

The book should also, I think, be seen within its historical perspective. I was only 37 when I wrote this book, and although I had been working within cryptozoology for some years, I was still really a novice. This was my first expedition, and—with hindsight - I wish that I had done a lot of things differently. But I was then in the middle of a horrific divorce, and so when given the chance to let our hair down in foreign climes, Graham and I did so.

I look back at this book with fondness because, not only was it my first `expedition book` but it was written at a time when the Centre for Fortean Zoology (now an imposing edifice of an organisation, which is unarguably the biggest cryptozoological research organisation in the world), was just `The Last Gang in Town` (as Joe Strummer would have put it). It was a brave new world for Graham, Richard and me, and we were determined to take it by the horns and wrestle it into submission.

Nearly ten years on, we are older, wiser, and more professional, but this account of our younger, stupider, and wilder selves still has much to recommend it.

Do they owe us a living?

My Punky past has been somewhat in my thoughts lately. I suppose it all started when I bought a copy of Penny Rimbaud's autobiography Shibboleth: My Revolting Life on Amazon. For those of you not in the know, Rimbaud (t/n Jeremy John Ratter) was one of the founder members ofthe Anarchist punk band CRASS in 1977. The biography is everything I would have wanted; moving, irritiating, uplifting and angry in equal quantities. Then, I received a letter from one of the CFZ Corps of Volunteers - Suzi Marsh. She is organising a benefit concert for the CFZ featuring punk and rock bands from Barnstaple. However, she had a problem. She neded a connection between the CFZ and punk, in order to persuade the bands to volunteer their services.

So I wrote this:

"To me, punk was and is as much about the attitude and the politics than the music. I was a punk the first time round, and the libertarian do-it-yourself ethic of the movement has influenced me - and the CFZ - ever since. Even the name of our journal comes from a track by Adam and the Ants from their 1980 album 'Dirk wears White Sox'. A quarter of a century ago it was my privelige to meet CRASS on several occasions. They were an Essex based anarchist collective who were not only responsible for a string of gloriously nasty albums but managed to sell over 2 million of them. Not only this, but they managed to do it all themselves without the backing of record companies or the music industry. When I visited them I was impressed how the whole family worked together to run the office, and how - despite the lack of
professional involvement - they not only managed to get all their product assembled and sent to the retailers, but they managed to be cheaper (and better) than anything coming out of the mainstream music industry.

Nearly fifteen Years ago I founded the CFZ. I did so for precisely the same reason that Penny Rimbaud and Steve Ignorant founded CRASS in 1977. The cryptozoological establishment was moribund, boring and - worse of all - becoming increasingly corrupt. It was time for a new broom. Everyone from the old guard sneered at me when I told them what I was gonna do. "You can't start a scientific organisation without the backing of either industry or
one of the universities" they said, as they carried on planning research whose only real motive was self aggrandaisment or to make rich people even richer.

I remembered the tumbledown Essex farmhouse full of punks tirelessly stuffing LPs into envelopes and grinned to myself. I went on with my plans and now we are the biggest cryptozoological research organisation in the world...and we are still not, nor will we ever be in bed with any multinational corporation or establishment university if it means that the
integrity of our work is threatened.

Cryptozoology is the study of unknown animals, but what we do is more than just looking for new species. Knowlege should be free and available to all. All too often these days it isn't. Not only are we untainted by association with major establishment figures, but our research is available to EVERYONE - whether or not they are members of the CFZ. We are working
towards building a full time Visitors Centre - a truly global community resource and a place where researchers from all over the world can meet and work together.

I haven't really thought about it before, but I guess that not only was I a punk the first time round, but I still am!

ANARCHY PEACE AND FREEDOM

JD"

Roll on Friday 16th December at the Exeter Inn, Barnstaple. I'm the fat bloke at the bar wearing an anarchist T Shirt and black leather jacket.......