One Week without Facebook

One week without Facebook – no tempting adverts on the phone version, no constant world misery Trump shit. I might actually be happier now (though I grant that ‘oblivious’ is probably a better description). Previously I constantly got mad and frustrated about Brexit and the Republicans and LGBT rights being trampled upon and not being able to influence all that by one iota, but now I don’t. I am back in my own bubble, without my personal tastes constantly being pandered by carefully selected posts and ads on my wall.

O wait, I did notice something I really miss: I had recently discovered a page where recordings of all recent Metallica shows were posted, only a few days after their release on livemetallica.com. I miss that. Now I have to go on Soulseek again and wait for someone to share it there.
So I guess I do miss a certain specific aspect of Facebook for now. But it’s still very much something I can cope with.

Three Days without Facebook

So, three days without Facebook. I am not missing it as much as I thought I would. Twice today I wanted to check into a restaurant…but I also realised that is just basically vain and/or hedonistic. It was one of the weirder things on Facebook, and I had joined it quite enthusiastically.
And three of my closer friends have had birthdays since I quit (hi Ingrid, Ronny and Stefan!). I sent them personal emails instead of just a quick “Congratulations!” on their FB walls. I got nice and personal messages back instead of the FB alternative – a Like or, at best, a Like and a “Thanks!”
I do regularly sit at my laptop and find myself wanting to visit facebook.com. But it’s an easy habit to kick. I am kicking it. At this rate, I can’t imagine missing Facebook until STNICCC 2032 is around the corner. And who knows what’ll happen to me, or Facebook, or the world, before then?
It has not saved me a as much time as I had expected, not yet. I am binge-watching series on Netflix more now (“Modern Family” a.t.m.). Or watching deskcam crash compilation on Youtube. Playing my new black Explorer clone guitar (see the “G.A.S.” gallery on this site).
No regrets so far.

My Final Facebook Post

Facebook has allowed me to connect to a great many people past and present. Without it I would probably not have been able to organise STNICCC 2015, and many of my technical questions would have remained unanswered. But the inability of Facebook to sufficiently protect my data, coupled with the fact that they are keeping track of rather a whole lot more than what I voluntarily share, has caused me to make this decision. The fact that the mere thought of quitting Facebook made me feel like someone had died also strengthened my resolve – I do not want to be dependent on (perhaps even addicted to) any company this much. Life will not become easier because of this choice (rather the opposite), but it will likely become less stressful.

If you ever need to contact me for whatever reason, do so here. I also sometimes (re-)tweet @CronosWarchild.

#deletefacebook #byebyefacebook #hellodarknessmyoldfriend 🙂

Leaving Facebook

I saw a 16-minute video clip today that made me want to leave Facebook. I am not going to make this a semi-religious quest and I don’t care what others do with their lives (though I’d prefer my wife to join me), but after finding out the true extent of what Facebook knows about me (everything beyond “the stuff I voluntarily share” is utterly shocking!) I am going to just remove my account.

It is an addiction. It is something I am currently less able to function without. I throw away vast amounts of time on Facebook. Facebook, I have decided, is evil.

To watch the video, go to https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ysa-SzNepsA

I am going to delete my Facebook account tomorrow at 20:00 my time (UTC +1), and remove all Facebook integration from my sites before that. I am pretty sure I am going to regret it countless times afterwards, but fuck that.

HEX

Dit blog kan worden gebruikt om bij een bezoek aan het mooie plaatsje Beek (in Gelderland, tegen Nijmegen) de locaties te zien waar de gebeurtenissen in Thomas Olde Heuvelt’s roman “Hex” zich afspelen. Als je de belangrijkste locaties wilt zien kost dat ongeveer een halve dag. Als het heeft geregend is het handig om goede wandelschoenen of kaplaarzen te dragen bij het verkennen van Keteldal en Smorenhoek (punt 10 en 11).
De verwijzingen naar hoofdstukken zijn gebaseerd op het ebook met e-ISBN 978 90 245 7531 2, (c) 2013, 2016 Thomas Olde Heuvelt en uitgeverij Luitingh-Sijthoff B.V., Amsterdam.

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De route begint bij het de meest afgelegen locatie – Rijksstraatweg 188, “tegen het stijl oplopend Filosofendal (…) tegen de Duitse grens aan de voet van de Duivelsberg”. Dit is het meest oostelijke punt van Beek, vrijwel tegen de N325. Hier woont de familie De Graaf, en vinden ook de dramatische gebeurtenissen van hfdst 22 plaats. Het is geen bestaand adres – er is geen hoger nummer dan 186. De Filosofenbeek loopt er langs, richting het Wylermeer (uitgesproken als “Wielermeer”). In hfdst 14 is de Filosofenbeek rood van bloed. Achter het huis van de familie De Graaf heeft Katharina van Wyler tot haar dood in 1666 gewoond.

We beginnen de wandeling naar het centrum van Beek, richting het westen, langs de in hfdst 3 genoemde keien. Aan de zuidkant van de weg staan een aantal prachtige huizen, alsmede Hotel de Musschenberg (de eigenares is helemaal geen fan van het boek :-).

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Na ongeveer 600 meter lopen zien we links de Van Randwijckweg die de heuvel op gaat richting Berg en Dal. Het uit 1912 stammende gebouw met het opvallende opschrift “Gem: Electriciteits Werken – Nijmegen” is in het boek het hoofdkwartier van HEX. Tegenwoordig zit hier het Antiquariaat Supplement Beeld-en Boekwerken (www.supplementboek.nl), maar vroeger was dit een transformator-gebouw ten behoeve van het zogenaamde Bergspoor (Lijn 2), en daarna nog een VVV kantoor.

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Als we ongeveer 50 meter verder naar het westen lopen komen we bij het “Dorpsplein” – niet echt een dorpsplein maar een klein kerkje (Het Kleine Bartholomeuskerkje) met een bescheiden begraafplaats en wat wegen eromheen. In hfdst 4 lezen we dat de cel met Arthur Swinckels onder dit kerkje ligt.

Slagerij en Lunchroom Holst (van Gemma Holst, lid van HEX en moeder van Jelmer) ligt aan de Nieuwe Holleweg ten zuiden van het kerkje. Tegenwoordig is dat een plek waar een toneelgroep in een voormalige slagerij optreedt.

Rondom dit kerkje gebeuren veel dingen in het boek, in eerste instantie de #lantaarnpaaltest, aan de oostzijde van de begraafplaats in hfdst 4 (aan de Nieuwe Holleweg).
Het pannenkoekenhuis De Heksenkring dat in het boek wordt genoemd bestaat niet, en dus ook niet het terras vanwaar dat experiment in oostelijke richting werd bekeken. Maar dat zou dan moeten liggen op de plek van Jos Peters Wijnkoperij.
De oude dames die eveneens getuige waren van het experiment houden zich op bij het beeld van de Bronzen Wasvrouw op de noordoost-hoek van de begraafplaats.

Aan de zuidwesthoek van de begraafplaats ligt eetcafĂ© De Witte, in hfdst 5 ’t Wittecke genoemd. In hfdst 23 vindt de begrafenis van Timo in de serre die erachter ligt plaats.

Het Wickervrouw ritueel uit hfdst 10 gebeurt op de kruising van de Nieuwe Holleweg en de Rijksstraatweg, evenals de geseling van Jelmer (hfdst 21). Vanaf het direct aan dit kruispunt gelegen hotel ’t Spijker, “keek (Katharina) toe op het balkon, centraal op de voorgevel” naar die geseling. Ook in hfdst 6, nadat de heks een “home encounter” bij de recentelijk naar Beek verhuisde Van Aerendoncks heeft, is ze in hotel ‘t Spijker verschenen.

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We vervolgen de route ongeveer 200 meter verder naar het westen over de Rijksstraatweg. Aan de linkerkant, daar waar de Verbindingsweg aan de rechterkant op de Rijksstraatweg uitkomt, bevindt zich het Waterrad Beek. Een mooi plekje, wat in het boek alleen in hfdst 14 wordt genoemd, wanneer zowel de Kastanjebeek alhier en de Filosofenbeek aan de andere kant van het dorp rood kleuren van het bloed.

In Ă©Ă©n moeite door staat aan de overkant van de Rijksstraatweg het Gemeentehuis (sinds 1 januari 2015 niet meer in gebruik als gemeentehuis). In hfdst 21 wordt de geselkat waarmee Jelmer wordt gestraft uit de Kleine Raadzaal van dit gemeentehuis gehaald.

Nu kan worden gekozen een uurtje meer of een uurtje minder aan wandelen kwijt te zijn, want de volgende twee locaties liggen een beetje uit de route en zijn ook beperkter interessant…
Indien ze kunnen worden geskipt: loop de Verbindingsweg in en loop na de flauwe bocht naar rechts rechtdoor de Waterstraat in. Ga verder bij punt 7.
Indien ze niet kunnen worden overgeslagen, ga meteen verder bij punt 5.

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Loop de Verbindingsweg in. Voorbij de Van Hasseltstraat (links) de Verbindingsweg naar links in de richting van de verkeerslichten volgen. Vervolgens de eerst volgende weg links (Roemer Visscherstraat) in. Loop deze ongeveer 100 meter af tot de T-kruising met de Vondelstraat. In deze straat, “bij mevrouw Tielrode” op een niet nader gespecificeerd huisnummer, verscheen Katharina na de #lantaarnpaaltest (hfdst 5). Sla op de T-kruising rechtsaf de Vondelstraat in tot het eind, de Gelderhorstlaan.

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Sla linksaf de Gelderhorstlaan in. Ga de tweede weg links in, de Potgieterstraat (de eerste mogelijkheid links is de Nesciostraat). Burak Sayer woont hier. Het incident met Fledder en Jelmer en het Stanleymes uit hfdst 12 gebeurt hier. Het boek zegt dat het een rijtjeshuis is met een steegje ernaast. In de straat staan alleen twee-onder-Ă©Ă©n-kap woningen en alleen naast huisnummer 2 is iets wat je een steegje zou kunnen noemen.

Loop weer terug naar de Verbindingsweg, sla daar rechtsaf. Ga na het binnengaan van de 30 km zone linksaf de Waterstraat in.

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De Waterstraat ongeveer 250 meter volgen tot aan de linkerkant de Plus van Nico de Witt verschijnt. Loop vóór de parkeerplaats de Akenshof in en volg op die op het eind naar rechts. Op een gegeven moment lopen we achter de Nico de Witt, waar in hfdst 9 het Ray Ban experiment plaatsvond.

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Loop door, helemaal om de Plus heen, of loop terug naar de voorkant bij de parkeerplaats. Dit is de plek waar het boek opende, waar Katharina werd verborgen onder een nep-draaiorgel in hfdst 1.

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Loop verder (volg de Waterstraat naar het zuiden tot het bekende kruispunt van punt 3) en sla linksaf de Rijksstraatweg op. Na ongeveer 100 meter ligt links, na een bloemenwinkel, de Hubertushal op een meter of 50 van de weg. Deze sporthal is het toneel van het proces in hfdst 20, waar Jelmer en twee andere jongens middeleeuwse lijfstraffen krijgen opgelegd.

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We vervolgen de route naar het Keteldal. Volgens het boek hingen hier geen camera’s meer, wat Gemma Holst in staat stelde om Katharina bij wijze van zoenoffer stiekem haar legendarische ganzenborstpatĂ© te brengen (hfdst 8). Tegenover het links gelegen Rijksstraatweg 231a ligt, rechtsaf, het verharde pad dat Keteldal heet.

Na ongeveer 300 meter verwordt dit tot nauwelijks meer dan een karrespoor, op welk moment er een pad naar links gaat (vanaf hier is het aan te raden laarzen te dragen als het heeft geregend).

Enkele tientallen meters verderop is voor te stellen dat de verregende ganzenborstpaté aan de Wylerheks werd aangeboden.

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Loop het pad verder de heuvel op en houd links aan. Na ongeveer 200 meter kom je bij de open plek in het bos die Smorenhoek heet. En aan de nu voor ons rechts zichtbare bosrand (ten oosten) bood Gemma in hfdst 14 de levende pauw in de Nico de Witt big shopper aan Katherina aan.

Het is nu mogelijk terug naar de Rijksstraatweg te lopen via het Keteldal, maar je kunt ook doorlopen en links aan blijven houden om door de Smorenhoek heen verder naar de Rijksstraatweg te lopen. Dan kom je ten oosten van Hotel de Musschenberg uit.

Extra:

  1. De Van Aerendoncks zeggen, in hfdst 6, dat ze hebben gegeten in het pannenkoekenrestaurant De Duivelsberg op de Duivelsberg. Er gebeurt hier verder niets in het boek, maar het is te voet (met goed schoeisel, vanaf het pad links naast Rijksstraatweg 186) en ook met de auto (Duivelsberg 1, 024-6841439, www.duivelsberg.nl) goed te bereiken en zeker de moeite van een gastronomisch bezoek waard. Heel lekkere pannenkoeken!
  2. Polderdetentie. Volgens het boek vond dat plaats in een bunker in de Ooijpolder, 6 km buiten het dorp. De Ooijpolder ligt ter noordwesten van Beek, en valt buiten het bereik van deze blog.

Plattegronden en lijst van locaties:

A Naambord Beek
B De plek waar geen huisnummer 188 is
C Filosofenbeek
D Keien
E HEX hoofdlkwartoer
F Kleine Bartholomeus Kerkje
G Slagerij Holst
H De Bronzen Wasvrouw
I De Witte
J Hotel ‘t Spijker
K Waterrad van Beek
L Gemeentehuis
M Vondelstraat
N Potgieterstraat
O Het huis waar misschien Burak woont
P Steegje achter Nico de Witt
Q Plus Nico de Witt
R Hubertushal
S Keteldal ingang
T Begin van zandpad
U Keteldal
V Smorenhoek

Foto credits: De Hex dame vond ik op Facebook op de site van Anja Sylvie Postma; de auteur bij het Waterrad van Beek komt van de site van De Gelderlander. Andere foto’s gemaakt door mij.

ST NEWS Atari ST/TT/Falcon Multimedia Disk Magazine

It is a challenge, from a modern frame of mind, to imagine the late 1980s world of disk magazines. Huge quantities of information can now be exchanged at the drop of a hat, anywhere, virtually instantly. Back then, however, you had paper magazines and relatively sparsely used Bulletin Board Systems. That was pretty much it.

In the summer of 1986, the first issue of “ST NEWS” was released. It was a 35 Kb document to be loaded into the most popular Atari ST word processor of the time, “1st Word”.  It was put on a disk and the disk was copied at user meetings. A disk magazine was born.

The Canadian disk magazine “F.A.S.T.E.R.” drastically changed everything. Having started in autumn of 1986, this commercial disk magazine featured a very smooth GEM-based user interface from which articles could be selected and viewed. It looked very professional, and it was clear that “ST NEWS” needed to get with the program. As I had just translated the manual for a new Basic interpreter from German to Dutch, I had at my disposal “GfA Basic”, a brand spanking new replacement for the simply horrible “ST Basic”. The threshold was low enough for me to try out my meagre coding talents and try to somehow provide “ST NEWS” with a user interface like “F.A.S.T.E.R.” Mine was slower, but it worked.

As the years progressed, the “ST NEWS” user interface gradually became better. The odd issue even got sent abroad. I got enthusiastic reactions from ever more distant locations. Former C64 programmer Stefan “Digital Insanity” Posthuma joined the team and replaced slow program parts by faster ones. A network of contacts within the Atari demo scene improved editorial content (other authors wrote about really cool stuff) and got each issue to have a cool piece of music (Jochen “Mad Max” Hippel provided cutting-edge conversions of C64 tunes). Stefan built in ever more elaborate scrolling message screens. The synergy between him and me – fueled by a shared love of metal and synthesizer music, action movies and certain alcoholic beverages – led to a barrage of extended review introduction stories, real-time articles covering more or less interesting events, and basically anything and everything we deemed fit to include. We were particularly proud of the issue released late summer 1989 when Stefan and me had spent two weeks in the United Kingdom to visit key people and personal heroes in the world of ST gaming during the “LateST NEWS Quest”. From 1988 to about 1992, “ST NEWS” went from strength to strength. After that, issues occurred rather less frequently until it ended summer 1996.

To some readers, “ST NEWS” was probably an idiosyncratically idiotic hodge-podge. To (hopefully) many it was just weird but nonetheless interesting. “ST NEWS” got me my first job, and nudged a certain Lost Boy of London on the fast track to international gaming stardom. It was a most interesting and dynamic window of time to be active in.

Over the past half year, the ST NEWS site has been overhauled. Check it out to discover:

– All articles!
– All demos!
– All music!
– All scrollers
– All on-disk source/bonus materials
– All issues downloadable in optimised .ST images for your favourite emulator
– Vastly extended and improved 100+ picture & video gallery, newly scanned where possible
– Fully searchable
– Mobile device compatible
– Random article option
– Bonus complete “Ultimate Virus Killer” book

Thanks to Frederic “Dyno” Poeydomenge for endless work, help and patience, with additional awesomeness by Mellowman!

WWW.ST-NEWS.COM

 

Clockwork Angels

Music is probably the most elusive of the arts, especially from the listener’s perspective. Why do we like something, yet dislike something that to the casual ear sounds the same? There is something far more opaque than just taste at play here. Why otherwise would I like such vastly dissimilar acts as, say, Venom and Pan-Thy-Monium, Dimmu Borgir and Vangelis?

Yesterday, at Rush’s Ziggo Dome performance as part of their Clockwork Angels tour, I felt the answers to these questions flooding in. During some songs (“Subdivisions”, “Territories”, “Manhattan Project”)  I was transported to a more innocent and careless time, during another (“Bravado”) to a time in my life that was both exciting and scary and cool. Music transports you back to a time, a place, a mood of yesteryear. And when they played tracks off their latest album, I felt new memories being shaped almost palpably.

Although I never regarded Rush as my number one band, I came to realise they have been the soundtrack of my adolescent and adult life. Now in the forefront and then almost faded into the background, Rush were always there. Like an old friend that you might not see for years but instantly feel comfortable with whenever you meet. Maybe it’s their development through the years, maybe the way they piece together their chord progressions, maybe it’s knowing Neil Peart has been through so much hardship, but quite certainly it’s the fact that these guys are talented and their combined efforts have made music that stands the test of time like, well, rock.

Yesterday’s show was a sonically excellent, visually overwhelming experience that I somehow intimately shared with thousands of like-minded total strangers. We jumped shoulder to shoulder to “YYZ” and “2112”, pumping our fists in unison, cried lyrics and wanted more until our voices had gone hoarse. Magically, we played that most chimerical of instruments, the air-guitar-drum-bass, accompanied by one of the very best rock bands on the planet. We witnessed them blasting through tracks old and new (9 songs off “Clockwork Angels” alone), part of a harmony that felt quite profound.

When the “2112: Grand Finale” notes had died out after over two and a half hours of incredible, I think everybody was left somehow feeling bereft and filled with sweet sorrow, until next time we meet.

Now I am hoping there’ll be a DVD release of this tour.

Karsmakers.nl!

In December 1999 and January 2000 I registered a couple of “karsmakers” domains: .com, .net and .org. In October 2001 I added the .info one. As I am Dutch, however, I was always keen on getting my own country’s TLD, the .nl version. Unfortunately this was owned by a distant uncle of mine, Theo Karsmakers, who ran a truck bodywork company. In early 2012 that company went into receivership and I noticed the domain languishing unused. After a bit of coaxing I convinced him he should allow me to do something with it, and the ownership transfer was rounded off last Saturday.

This morning I spent migrating the site, setting up redirects for the previous ‘portal’ karsmakers.net site, and lastly migrating the site’s WordPress database. That seems to have worked out fine so now my chauvinist side will be given free reign.

In case you’re a Karsmakers somewhere and you’d like a forwarding email I can set one up for you on…

kars.nl
karsemaker.nl
karsemakers.nl
karsmaker.nl
karsmakers.center
karsmakers.co
karsmakers.com
karsmakers.eu
karsmakers.info
karsmakers.net
karsmakers.nl
karsmakers.no
karsmakers.online
karsmakers.org
karsmakers.tm
karsmakers.uk
karsmakers.world
rsmake.rs (for email.k@rsmake.rs)
rsmakers.nl (for email.k@rsmakers.nl)

As this will only be an email forwarding thing, your mail will still be as private as it was before, and won’t be stored anywhere other than where you have it stored now. It will cost € 25 per year for your first domain, € 15 for every extra domain. If you’re interested in fully hosted POP mail accounts, that can be arranged too. I can be contacted using the “Contact” link in the upper right (upper left on mobile devices) menu.

(This post was last updated on 15 August 2024)

Possibly some of the most important bits you will ever see in your life. Really.

It always astounds me that a lot of people believe things that are so patently and obviously false. I figured I’d put together a little list of (mostly Youtube) videos that every single person on earth ought to see. Not long ones, but they’re important.

If you have a choice between saving the lives of your children or other people you love, and watching these videos…choose the videos. Well, perhaps not that drastic, but these videos will change, no, enrich your life.

http://www.upworthy.com/for-when-your-friends-are-in-denial-and-youre-concerned-about-their-sanity?c=bl3 (on climate change and the greenhouse effect)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MJ2LehsA1dk (why relgion is Evil)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jk6ILZAaAMI (about god)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SSxgnu3Hww8 (about creationism vs evolution)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ljRKhZ81aqY (about jesus)
http://fora.tv/2010/11/10/Sam_Harris_Can_Science_Determine_Human_Values (about religion and morality – quite long, but profoundly interesting)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=hJmRbSX8Rqo#! (about skepticism and how to spot Baloney)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c0Z7KeNCi7g (about homeopathy and psychics)

And another really cool link…

http://www.phrenopolis.com/perspective/solarsystem/ (shows you just how enormous the solar system is)

The Third Plantiac Pilgrimage

After a few arrangatory phone calls in the month beforehand, the morning of 22 February 2012 saw what might just as well be named the Third Plantiac Pilgrimage. At 8:30 I left my Gouda abode and experienced once more the gradual lessening of traffic intensity (and, in the Flevo polders, the local abundance of windmill electricity generators) as I progressed ever further north. At 10:35, The car pulled into an empty parking spot at the Turfkade, about 200 metres east of the former Plantinga-Sonnema (now just Sonnema) Stoombootkade distillery.

I had an 11:00 appointment with Sidney Zeegers of the Stichting Bolswards History (Bolsward History Foundation) at their local historic meeting point in an old building at the Grote Dijlakker. It was a very quaint street near the famous Bolsward town hall, opposite what might just be the cutest darn little pizza joint you’ve ever seen, Ponte Vecchio.

In the corner of their meeting room sat the computer featuring the Foundation’s digital collection. Before we were able to use it, however, Mr Zeegers needed to cunningly insert a matchstick into a light switch on the other side of the room to prevent it from shorting out and cutting off power to the computer. Like I said: An old building.

The foundation’s digital collection consists of hundreds of scans representing meticulously collected photos and picture postcards, ranging from old to very old. Quite a treasure trove, which I was happy to discover also boasted some relevant material with regard to the Dijkstraat (former Plantinga shop at Nr 7) and Groot Zand (former Plantinga distillery at Nr 6). I could even borrow Sidney’s bike to quickly get my laptop from the car and transfer relevant files to it for later use on the plantiac.nl site.

After saying goodbye to Sidney, who was starting to make me think differently about the general gruff nature that people from the North of the Netherlands are said to have, I continued to “Sports 2000 A.P. van der Feer”. This sporting goods store currently occupies Dijkstraat numbers 7 through 11. In the back I found another very helpful Frisian, owner Anne Pieter van der Feer. When he heard I was trying to find out more about the more recent history of house number 7, his wife was called in. Before I knew it, I got a tour of the premises.

I was told that he started the sports goods store at a different address in 1966, and moved to the Dijkstraat numbers 9 and 11 in 1973 (he also operated, and still operates, a pet shop on numbers 13 and 15). He saw number 7 – as was mentioned earlier, the Plantinga shop address – rented out to a toy store (either “Speelgoedparadijs” or “Kinderparadijs”) in 1988. When that store moved out, in 1990, he bought the premises. He did some renovation, in particular to the rear of the building. He removed the “K.P. Plantinga & Zn” painted logo from above the shop door, and permanently shut the front door.

In the back, which used to be an open garden, there was still the huge water tank. He recalled that thousands of corks (of the kind wedged into big earthenware wholesale jugs of liquor) had been found in it. The premises themselves were now used primarily as storage space for the shop’s large skiing equipment inventory.

Mrs van der Feer took me upstairs to the attic, where I saw a heavy-built oak cabinet with many small drawers that used to house the labels for the various products the Plantingas sold. It felt old and historic, and I felt a sense of awe at touching the old piece of furniture that had been used, quite probably, by old Klaas Plantinga, the inventor of Plantiac himself.

Around a corner in that same attic, she revealed, there had been quite a few old Plantinga jugs with various labels. She had cleaned them up and used them as decoration in her home (which was on the first floor of house numbers 9 and 11). There were a few others still left, which I was welcome to take home if I fancied them. Needless to say, I did. She also permitted me to take pictures of the ones she had in her living room.

After bidding a kind adieu to both Mr and Mrs van der Feer, I walked to the Sonnema Distillery. There, I had a 13:30 appointment to be taken up to the visitors centre and generally photograph, scan, or otherwise catalog anything that might have some close or distant bearing on Plantiac, or Plantinga in general. Fellow Plantiac appreciator Stefan Posthuma and me had been in this very same place in June 1991, as it had been subject of the First Plantiac Pilgrimage.

I was teamed up with Mrs Willy Boersma, who gave me blank permission to basically do whatever I needed to do with whatever I wanted. She told me I could take pictures off the walls and out of their frames to scan them, and I even got access to a locked display case which contained, among other things, dozens of price list booklets going back as far as 1913. Frankly I was spoiled for choice. For this purpose I had taken my laptop and flatbed scanner with me. I scanned a few of those booklets that seemed to my casual eye to look more interesting, as well as some general pictures that hung on walls here and there. I spent the next hour carefully scanning stuff, treating the nearly 100-year-old documents with careful veneration, as well as photographing some things that were too big for them to be scanned. Mrs Boersma was by then guiding around a modest group of Dutch and American tourists. The promotional slide show Stefan and myself had witnessed in 1991 had been replaced by a professionally made DVD presentation. As the distillery centres around Sonnema these days, that was what it was about, mostly.

At 14:45 I was ready with what had needed to be done, and went downstairs to say goodbye to Mrs Gelkje Schotanus, who basically is the lady running the entire Sonnema operation, and who had been my contact person for this appointment. As I shook her hand and made ready to leave, my eye fell on a display case in her office containing some old and/or rare Plantinga-related bottles. I figured I might as well ask if I could photograph those, which I could and did. We came to talking – about Friesland, Sonnema, Plantinga, corporate restructuring, unique selling points, KP Beerenburg, our backgrounds, and the unfortunate fact that quite a few of her personal Plantinga-related memorabilia were in storage at the moment. We concluded that I should visit again at some later date (say, summer) to have a gander at those items once they’d been unpacked and sorted out again. To tide me over, meanwhile, Mrs Schotanus gave me some rather special items she’d hunted down for me. There was a pack of playing cards with a Plantiac-mentioning back I’d not seen before, and a very unique decorative bottle cap (“sierdop”) that was normally only given to people after having worked 25 years with the Plantinga company. It features a metal figurine of “the Planter” (“het plantertje”, the Plantinga family weapon figure) such as can be seen on Plantiac bottle labels. A rare and special present indeed.

Mrs Schotanus turned out to be quite a history buff and was very aware of the importance of the history of brands like Sonnema and, indeed, Plantinga. When I left, I felt secure in the knowledge that any Plantiac/Plantinga-related doohickeys would find their way to her, be kept safe, and would be available for me and others to view in due course. She said she’d get me in touch with the man responsible for just about everything that has ever been done at UTO/Herman Jansen (the Schiedam company – subject of the Second Plantiac Pilgrimage – where Plantiac was made for many years, until the product moved to Boomsma in Leeuwarden in 2005).

By that time it was 16:05, and I was already late for my next appointment, with Mr Johan van der Weide. He is the man who became well-known in Bolsward for helping to re-introduce the “Plantinga Beerenburg” (now named “Boalsert KP Beerenburg”), in 2009, after UTO/Herman Jansen had discontinued production in 2001. He also happens to live right next to the former Plantinga Distillery which was located at Groot Zand number 6 (a fact he did not know until after he saw it on the plantiac.nl site :-).

Johan and Mrs van der Weide, retired horticulturist and ceramics artist respectively, bade me welcome and immediately bestowed on me a small wooden authentic Plantinga crate with various more or less Plantinga-related paraphernalia. There were newspapers clippings related to Plantinga and/or the Dijkstraat/Groot Zand premises, some empty Beerenburg bottles, some KP shot glasses, a variety of Sonnema-related swag and, very interestingly as far as I was concerned, a half-litre bottle of Plantiac with the old-style label. Half the contents were even still in it, though probably not very consumable anymore after what must have been around 30 years.

They also had a rather tall (about 60-70 cm) jug from the old Plantinga distillery that I could photograph. When I had questions about the house next door they just went and got the neighbour. He brought along his collection of photos that he had taken around the time when he purchased the building (in 1977), and during the process of converting it from a pretty-much-about-to-fall-apart old distillery into a place fit to actually make your home in (which he has done since 1980).

They drank some Boalsert KP Beerenburg while I scanned the neighbour’s pictures. I still needed to drive, obviously.

I nearly forgot that I still needed to go to the local public library (literally around the corner, at Marktplein 1) where I had been in touch with one of the librarians about a book which featured some interesting photographs related to Plantinga, Dijkstraat and Groot Zand. I arrived at 17:40 and the library was going to close at 18:00 on the dot. I set up my rig again and, with the aid of another friendly library lady, was able to quickly home in on the right books and scan some rather cool material.

After leaving the library I decided to visit the local Jumbo Kooistra, the off-licence where they sell Boalsert KP Beerenburg and where I figured they’d also sell Plantiac. And, indeed, they did. At 18:35 I paid € 12,50 for a bottle of the Divine Fluid and programmed Tom-Tom to take me home.

As it once more wanted to send me through the Flevoland polders, I neglected the initial few instruction and headed for the Afsluitdijk instead, just like with the First Pilgrimage. Tom-Tom recalculated and directed me via Amsterdam.

There was a bit of a storm going on as I crossed the Afsluitdijk, with violent rains lashing, the car being pulled left and right by gusts of wind. In Wieringerwerf I fueled up the car at a record-popping € 1,799 cents per litre (for Euro 95 petrol).

At 20:15 I pulled into the parking lot in front of our house and I was home again. Home, after what had been a very insightful and special day up North.