Whisky Magazine Issue 103
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As I sit writing this we are fast approaching the 100th anniversary of the sinking of the Titanic. It is one of those stories that captures the imagination: the romance and glamour of the great liner age, if you were in first class of course.
I have always been fascinated with the myths and legends that surround the ship and her two sisters, fuelled I think by a family connection to her construction. My great grandfather was a riveter at Harland and Wolff in Belfast where Titanic was built.
I do feel a tinge of nostalgia whenever I arrive in Belfast by ferry. You see the huge yellow cranes dominating the wharves.
Certainly I will be raising a dram to the passengers and crew who lost their lives on that fateful night.
As a family with a history of sailing and life on the sea, I can think of nothing worse than being plunged into the freezing, pitch black ocean so far from help.
One of the more unusual tributes, aired on the BBC World Service, caught my attention and imagination. It was a telegraphic narrative, the Twitter feed of its day, showing how the Titanic had been given warnings of ice by other ships, and which records the increasingly frantic calls for assistance after the collision with the huge iceberg.
Audio artist Susanne Weber used speech synthesis software to translate these Morse messages into spoken words.
These are mechanical voices recreating the exchange of wireless messages, rather than actors performing a script, and it produced an eerie representati...