Sunday, December 31, 2006

Onward

Well Christmas has been and gone, rather uneventfully for me, but that’s pretty much how I like it. I like to keep away from the materialistic masses and just have time to myself, review things and plan ahead for the New Year, also take time out to reflect about people that aren’t here anymore.

I’ve had a couple of good nights out and got to see my friend Gary that works in Hong Kong and came back to see his parents bringing his new baby over with him. He bought me the newest gadget from Hong Kong, a rechargeable remote control Helicopter that’s really tiny, its so fragile looking I’m scared of breaking it, though I have took it for a hover around my kitchen.

I went to Birmingham for a day out, maybe a blog coming on that one but it was rather uneventful to be honest.

There’s possibly a lot going to be happening in the New Year, that require separate blogs really, one being major surgery I have to face, the other being very much work in progress at the moment, so more later.

So all that remains is to wish all my friends a Happy New Year in 2007 !!!
Onwards and upwards!

Tuesday, December 19, 2006

Theory

Yay! I passed my driving theory test today, next is the practical test. The test itself was ok, though the test centre was a bit austere. On finishing the test the computer screen asked if wanted to volunteer to do some questions they were thinking of adding to future tests but I was more interested in my result! They give you the result in a folded piece of paper and the red certificate made me instantly think I'd failed, I hadn't, I'd got 34 right out of 35 so was well pleased.
With a broad grin I left the test centre and got hit by the No.38 bus !

Comments

It seems the new Blogger Beta has problems, especially with people trying to add comments. I'm not sure if this is fixed yet but perusing other blogs it would seems it is a wide spread problem. People on the old blogger can't seem to comment on the people that have switched to Blogger Beta. All I can say is after switching to Beta I haven't noticed a deal of difference, there are a couple of new features but things remain the same. I did have problems on the old blogger with photos occasionally but Beta seems again, ok.
So, sorry if you can't comment but keep trying or my ego will deflate!

Thursday, December 14, 2006

Lincoln

Did some christmas shopping in Lincoln today with Pete who I used to work with and had a fab day. Though I've been through Lincoln lots of times and even stayed there for a beer or two in the past I've never really explored it.
Lincoln is a lovely city, though it doesn't really feel like a city, population wise it is smaller than where I live. Not being the largest of places its easy to navigate, apart from the steep hill leading to the cathedral but all the main shops are there plus a great variety of places to eat. Hopefully if I move over to Newark in the near future I'll be spending more time over in Lincoln.

The Cathedral
The road called 'Steep Hill' leading to the Cathedral area

Lincoln Canal leading to the marina



Tuesday, December 12, 2006

Quote Of The Week

I was in Newark yesterday (and Starbucks opened there on Sunday - yay), Anyway I was browsing on the flea market and chanced upon a cd by The Mission for a bargain price. So when I handed my purchase over to the middle aged stall holder he said with a little cackle;

'Hehehehehe... little goth'

Well it made me smile anyway!

Wednesday, November 29, 2006

Ale !!!

Just some of the hand pulled ales available at one of my favourite pubs in Newark The Fox and Crown, the Hobgoblin being especially dangerous - I can personally vouch for that! In fact there's a slight blur on the second photo, I wonder why?



Farepak Fiasco

I’ve been reading about the Farepak fiasco over the last couple of weeks and shaking my head in disbelief at the whole debacle. For those that are unsure what I am on about, Farepak was a hamper company where people paid in cash amounts to a scheme to receive a hampers and food vouchers for Christmas.
I must confess to thinking hampers were a thing of the past and just not in vogue anymore but it seems they are still in demand, surely with advent of massive supermarkets and internet home shopping they are surely to become defunct?
Anyway, people do still pay into hamper schemes – by the thousands. Farepak it seems had a good reputation, they had been established since 1969 and sold electrical goods as well as hampers, they employed over 35,000 agents across the UK.
The real reason why they have gone under is unclear as there seem conflicting stories but it began with a statement from representatives of the company who said “We have conducted an immediate review of the Farepak business and it is with real regret that it has been necessary to cease trading”. The end result More than 150,000 customers mainly on low incomes lost an average of £400 each, although some lost closer to £2,000. Following that stories were rife, the boss of Farepak Mr Gilodi-Johnson, whose father founded Farepak said he regretted the situation, and blamed HBOS which the bank denied, hardly comfort for people that were going to have a bleak Christmas. The day to day Boss of Farepak Mr Clive Thompson took a holiday to Argentina whilst speculation arose as to the whereabouts of 40 million of savers money. So following that a fund was set up to help the victims, HBOS the bank that refused to support Farepak because of a 1.5 million shortfall contributed (some said out of guilt), among many others but the contributions have hardly come thick and fast. The end result being that the fund is due to close soon with the schemes clients expecting to get 15p back for every pound they paid in. Only 10% of the money lost has been recouped by donations. There is of course and enquiry under way by the trading standards though this is little comfort for the people having to find cash all over again for Christmas.
But this is was bugs me; Only 70 politicians made donations. Why is so much given in foreign aid yet little given to our own in times of need? My dear gran capped it all off for me with a phrase she often uses “Charity begins at home”. Though in this instance it sadly isn’t right, people, businesses and organisations happily donate to people abroad, because it raises their profile, yet thousands will go without this Christmas in this country. To me that is truly shocking one of the worlds most giving nations cannot give to their own in times of need.

Friday, November 24, 2006

Dawn by the Trent

I woke early this morning and decided to have a walk down by the river Trent, so camera in pocket and a warm mint to suck on I headed off into the dawn to take some photo's. The river was really serene and calm, the air was invigorating.

This first shot is near the Barge pub (on the left...and yes the pub is a real barge) as the light was just breaking, the light of the clocktower still illuminated. The next shot is a view from town lock looking back towards the castle, there's a bit more light and one if the buildings to the right is another pub called the Navigation whose windows are river level. The last 2 photo's are of the weir just past town lock.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006

Scenes of Winter

These are some photo's I took back at the beginning of the month when I was up on the north west coast, they show winter is definately here. In the first photo you can see a van where a man is trying to fish near his van, despite the rough sea. This was as close as I got. The second photo in a different location shows the sun trying to break through the stubborn clouds, it looked bleak but was quite beautiful.


From Decorator to Squatter

Many of the new wave of Polish builders and tradesmen claim to be hard working and reliable and I’ve no doubt that the majority are skilled and honest. The knock on effect which several of my friends have noticed who work the building trade is they are losing jobs and work in general as the influx of immigrant tradesmen continues. Mercenary employers are of course reaping the benefit of a new market of readily available and cheap labour willing to work around the clock if need be. Companies who employ Polish tradesmen can obviously charge the same prices but pay their Polish workers less, the Polish are of course happy as they earn more money here than back home but resentful as they know they don’t earn as much as British tradesmen normally do.

So, employers are happy, the Polish tradesmen are happy and you’d think the punters would be happy too – not always!

Take Surrey based graphic designer Nita Bowers for instance, who hired Polish decorators to work in here newly acquired Dockland flat, which she bought for £215,000 with a view to rent.

At first all seemed fine until she visited the flat with her estate agent to find the Polish workers had changed the locks. She was then presented with a crude document which looked liked it had been copied from the internet that stated the Polish tradesmen were demanding squatter’s right. The police were informed but said they could take no action as it was a civil matter (of course police would be much happier handing out traffic tickets for minor offences). Fortunately the tradesmen left soon after, but not until after causing damage to the property.

In closing Polish prime minister Lech Kaczynski who visited Downing Street a couple of weeks back said ‘Britain was now the destination of choice for his “feckless” countrymen’. Sounds like the Polish government are as apathetic as ours with dealing with the current situation then as its recent been revealed that many coming here to work are claiming benefits back home as well as here.

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Having a break

Not been blogging so much of late, mainly because I've not had much to say really. I have been spending a lot of time on my lovely aqua limited edition Playstation 2, playing my fave game Disgaea 2 - cursed memories. Here's the opening movie from the game, for anyone who is interested....... which I'm sure won't be many, apart from my friend Pat of course who rushed out to buy it as soon as it was launched.

Oh go on have a look, it's pretty, with a cute Japanese girl singing !



Monday, November 20, 2006

Jackson Dropped

I sat watching the ‘Return of the King’ the last part of the Lord of the Rings trilogy on Sunday night and thinking how the series of films has never really worked for me.

I think director Peter Jackson did a good job of all three films; most of the actors are excellent with a couple of exceptions. The setting of New Zealand is also idyllic.

So why doesn’t it all work for me?

Firstly they should have made the Hobbit first, the book being the prequel to the Lord of the Rings trilogy should have been the opener, and this could have been used as an ideal platform to set the scene before the trilogy of films and be used to explain previous events. Instead Peter Jackson uses flashbacks in the trilogy and wastes valuable time in doing so, this time could have been used to include scenes and indeed whole episodes of the trilogy he omitted. Ok, so we know the books are vast and it wouldn’t be practical to include everything but he misses the scouring of the Shire chapter out and that’s not only one of my favourites but it’s a fitting end to the whole story as the hobbits through experiencing their adventures have to deal with one last twist of fate at the end of the book. The last chapters are where the hobbits come of age so to speak, where they come into their own without the help of wizards and rapid arrow shooting elves.

For me there are just too many pointless bits in the films and too many important bits left out. That aside the films are still amazing and a great technical achievement, maybe I’m just too fanatical about the books and a bit of a purist.

So, I was surprised to see this snippet of news today that states Peter Jackson will not be working on the prequel film ‘The Hobbit’ to read why click here.

I’m not sure if it’s a good or bad thing? Needless to say I should be signed as the star!

Only in America



Japanese and Americans are going mad for the new next generation console from Sony, the Playstation 3. It was realeased in Japan a couple of weeks ago to patient disciplined queues outside Japanese shops, Gary my friend that lives in Hong Kong rang me at 5am the other Sunday to tell me he'd managed to bag one in down town Hong Kong that must have been imported, of course he paid a hefty price for it, then again he is loaded with cash.

However in America when the Playstation 3 was released it was a much different story, there have been incidents of robberies, shortages, selling on ebay for extortionate prices and even attempted murder. YouTube has videos of the queues, where it was literally every man for himself in a mad chaotic scrambles, which are quite disturbing to watch. Only in America!

I love game consoles but there's no way I'd queue up or camp out over night to get my mits on one. The Playstation 3 is released over here in March 2007, I'll be happy to wait, and even then I won't get one on launch day.

Saturday, November 18, 2006

Dutch Courage

Holland has is one of the worlds more liberal societies, having been there a couple of times and sampled it I can confirm that. It’s a lovely place, lots of culture and a very laid back approach to life.

I guess I was a bit taken back yesterday when I read the Dutch government had backed a proposal by the immigration minister Rita Verdonk to ban the wearing of Burqas. She said ‘it was important that all people in the Netherlands were able to see and identify each other clearly to promote integration and tolerance.’

At last a European country with balls and pragmatic sense. In these heady days of suspicion, racial conflicts and terrorism this seems a wise move to me. Of course the civil liberties people are up in arms about it but Ms Verdonk insisted the burqa was not an acceptable part of public life in the Netherlands.

France recently passed a law banning religious symbols, including Muslim headscarves, from schools. Italy has banned face-coverings, resurrecting old laws passed to combat domestic terrorism and Some German states ban teachers in public schools from wearing headscarves, but there is no blanket rule against burqas.

I don’t see how people can really complain in Holland, after all, it has one of the most easy going and open cultures in the world and this law is merely one of common sense.

Let’s just hope Britain now follows suit and passes similar practical laws, this is Britain after all, and not some Islamic state.

To any religious readers out there, this blog was typed in a very agnostic and sensible frame of mind and not an anti muslim one.

Manchester

I was up in Manchester again recently (these pics are a few weeks old) and had a little more chance to explore this time around. The first photo is of the Pennines, once your out of Sheffiled and heading towards Manchester there's some awesome scenary. This photo is taken from the train but there were loads of pictures that didn't really turn out or I wasn't speedy enough with the camera.

This next Photo is a short distance into Manchester from Piccadilly station, I kept wandering further in and checking my watch and keeping my bearings, I didn't have lots of time and soon had to head back to the station, but exploring is fun!

The next photo is for Pat who loves cranes (for some strange reason!) plus I wanted to show him I can take top crane photo's too, jeez I'm sounding as bad as a train spotter here! I love the way the photo turned out, as a silhouette against the fading day. There seems to be a lot of building work going on in Manchester - so any crane spotter would be spoilt for choice!

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Quote Of The Week

Labour veteran, long time member of parliament and hero of mine Dennis Skinner at the Queens speech in parliament yesterday as the Queen approached Skinner replied to Black Rods invitation, with "Is Helen Mirren on standby?". The quip brought laughter from the House of Commons, being in reference to the portrayal by Helen Mirren of Elizabeth II in the 2006 film, The Queen.

100% English

I watched 100% English on channel 4 Monday night presented by the alleged culture expert Andrew Graham-Dixon. Basically the programme involved several real life and celebrity volunteers who agreed to give a sample of their DNA for examination to ascertain if their ancestral roots where of British origin.

During the programme I giggled at various instances, such as when the woman who was heavily into the Anglo-Saxon past and had even set up an organisation to recognise the English as an ethnic group had her results back. The results showed she was of Romany / East European origin with some Northern European etc, she wasn’t best pleased and later threatened legal action against the programme, claiming the DNA findings to be inaccurate. Other results followed, Lord Tebbit , journalist Gary Bushell and also Carol Thatcher (that’s Maggies daughter for American readers) with differing results and ethnic origins.

It wasn’t till after the programme that my brain started ticking, first impressions were that presenter Andrew Graham-Dixon had been quite smug about it all, whilst looking serious on presenting the results you could see there was an inner gloating about him. This was mainly due to the fact he’d mostly managed to get the participants to reveal their patriotic or racist thoughts before the DNA tests, only for them to later find their origins weren’t as English as they might have thought. Most were incredulous as most of their immediate family or a few generations back were English, it’s just that the DNA is traceable back for literally hundreds of years.

Andrew Graham-Dixon also kept using the phrase ‘Do you consider the black footballer Ian Wright to be English?’ This grated on me, because though Ian Wright was born in Woolwich and is very proudly English I’m sure he has over sea’s roots and is equally as proud of them too.

So how do you define being English? It’s surely a contentious and debatable subject to some.

People that came here back in the 50s/60s to work here and supplement the service industries and growing need for labour probably consider themselves English, though will always revere their origins and roots. Let’s face it, they came here, worked hard and integrated and contributed to our culture, they have the right to call themselves English and be proud of it.

There’s lots of other ways people may consider themselves English, a lot of people try and flee here from the third world, or oppressive regimes, they openly dream of living in England and becoming an English citizen. There’s people that are born here but have foreign parents etc and the lists and arguments to be considered English goes on.

What made me angry after the programme was the fact people were belittled to some extent for purely being patriotic, ok so their ancestry may come from other parts of the globe but in their hearts you could see they regarded themselves as English and why shouldn’t they?!

Also, how accurate is DNA for that sort of thing? How much does the guy in the street know about DNA? Sure we know its good for finding murderers etc and cloning but that’s only what we read or see on television, I have to confess to finding some aspects of it ambiguous, though I readily admit this is due to my lack of knowledge on it.

And finally, its well known we are a mongrel nation to a large degree, we are hardly unique in our genetic make up. I have French/Irish roots from a few generations back but I will always consider myself English and be proud of it, why should anyone be humiliated and be made not to feel proud of our heritage, ways and culture?

So, in retrospect, the programme sucked.

Friday, November 03, 2006

It's Back !!!

Yep my fave game 'Disgaea' is back and in the shops erm.......... today, only it is 1:10am as I write this and the shop is shut ! *starts getting excited*

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Babe of the Week No.6

Yep, babe of the week time again, and I seem to have a thing for redheads at the moment! This time its 'Jam' from the video game website Fragdolls

Girls, video games, girls, video games, girls video games, jaffa cakes, girls, video games - drool !!!


Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Happy Halloween

Happy Halloween Folks, sick of trick or treaters yet? I think Mr Pumpkin below is !!!

I just pour boiling water on them from above, well it works two ways!

Grow up

I was just watching BBC News 24 two minute update at erm… 5.50am, thanks to this damn cold I have keeping me awake. One headline that made me laugh out loud was that Tory leader David Cameron would support rewarding younger people with driving and going to the pub at an earlier age if they behave responsibly. He says there a confusing array of age ranges to be able to do things.

Well, how would he hope to determine who behaves responsibly and who doesn’t? Letting someone legally into a pub to drink 16 for instance and giving them several pints would soon change everything. Younger people behind the wheel of a car, that doesn’t make sense at all. If anything we need to raise the ages on things like drinking. Do us a favour David and grow up a bit yourself.

Sunday, October 29, 2006

Hood


The new Robin Hood series (Saturdays BBC1, 7pm-ish) seems to have attracted much criticisms falling into the camps of love and hate.

I love anything to do with Robin Hood, after all, I live on the fringe of what was once sprawling Sherwood Forest. So, when this new series came along I watched with keen interest. My first impressions were sort of mixed, the music is rousing, I wasn’t immediately sure on the actors and the costumes were far from period authenticity, some characters were even over daubed in make up.

Criticisms from viewers and critics alike seem to target the actors; the fact filming was done abroad (Hungary) and the pantomime like costumes to name a few. I personally felt a bit narked that some of it wasn’t shot over here, for example in the first episode Robin remarks it will be good to see the river Trent again…. yet we never saw it.

So, a few episodes in.

The Actors have grown on me though; Jonas Armstrong plays a convincing unshaven Robin, with a little bit of cocky arrogance which makes a change from the usual clean shaven do-gooder. His side kick ‘Much’ played by Sam Troughton has more substance than the village idiot type Much from the 80’s Robin of Sherwood on ITV. Keith Allen is camp and very predictable as the evil Sherriff, though he is the more experienced actor of the cast to me he seems the weakest member. The rest of the merry men seem likeable enough and then there’s Lucy Griffiths as Marion (drool drool).

Addressing the criticisms and putting things into perspective.

Obviously it’s cheaper to film abroad and there are a lot of lovely locations in mainland Europe, also it’s away from the prying eyes of the British press. We could argue there’s plenty of great locations here in the UK but no Robin Hood to my knowledge has never been filmed in Nottinghamshire, mainly because there’s not much left of Sherwood forest and Nottingham castle isn’t really much of a castle at all (most was destroyed in the civil war). We do have the river Trent though which is magnificent!

The costumes are bad; Guy of Gisborne swaggers around in a long black leather trench coat, Little Johns jacket looks like it belongs in Star Wars and the Sheriffs men look way over the top. We have to take into account this is prime time Saturday Tv and not some Simon Schama history documentary though, so why not make the characters a bit more debonair?

Which brings me to the conclusion that the critics are perhaps being a bit harsh, this isn’t a stuffy classical production of Jane Eyre, this is Robin Hood on at 7pm Saturdays catering for the audience watching at prime time. Kids aren’t bothered about detailed period costumes, they want escapism and action. Back in the 70’s when I watched things like Space 1999 I didn’t snicker behind my hands at the cheesy costumes and dodgy sets, I thought wow!

On the whole the new Robin Hood isn’t bad, it’s not fantastic but the cast are promising, the music is good and there’s plenty of action to please the younger ones. If anything, it keeps the Legend alive in the minds of future generations.

Saturday, October 28, 2006

Look at the lights

It was my friend Gerry that told me about Phoenix Nights, the comedy starring Peter Kay, as he described a scene to me in the pub I shrugged nonchalantly and said ‘I’d never heard of it’. Sometime later I caught an episode and keeled over on the sofa laughing as it dawned on me this must be the show Gerry had mentioned.

For the uninitiated or American readers Phoenix Nights is a comedy first aired on BBC2 based around a social club in the Bolton/Chorley area of the North of England.

Before Phoenix Nights Peter Kay had some minor tv success with shows before hitting mainstream big time with Phoenix Nights and the parodoxical owner of the Phoenix Club – Brian Potter. Kay is what I call a typical observational comic, he often absorbs what he see’s around him in northern life and portrays it with convincing and appealing aplomb.

After Kay had rightfully earned success with Phoenix Nights I had a conversation with a friend I used to work with, I won’t mention his name (Pete) but he often has insightful views on things and we discussed Mr Kay and Phoenix Nights at length, in fact we were ardent fans. We discussed the fact that most comedies often stall after a second series and I think we had a valid point, though I do admit there are sometimes exceptions to the rule, American comedies such as Taxi and Cheers spring to mind, and things like Black Adder.

So when Peter Kay did the spin off to Phoenix Nights called ‘Max and Paddy’s Road to Nowhere’ I watched with interest – to me it was a disaster. It seemed like our theory proved right but not only that, Peter Kay was in self promoting overdrive. Past comedy series where re-released, dvd’s adorned the shelves of retail outlets, adverts with Mr Kay graced the tv screens and the Peter Kay merchandise juggernaut seemed unstoppable. Everyone seemed to love Peter Kay but looking deeper at his solo comedy routine the more discerning of the comedy scene and the critics began to see the flaws. Kay intrinsically relies on English Northern/family/situation humour, he comes across as affable but he doesn’t deliver anything new with his stand up routine, after all, mother in law jokes have all been done before, however much we laugh at them.

So, this really brings me to the conclusion, after Kay’s boom period the critics declared open season and after praising Phoenix Nights began to savage his stand up routines and later efforts such as Max and Paddy. Kay began openly express interest in other avenues and projects, asking if he could be scripted into parts in Coronation Street and Dr Who as well as the almost obligatory self promoting appearances on chat shows. And of course there was the cringe worthy cash in of jaded pop sensation Tony Christies ‘Road to Amarillo’. Oh and then there was the Max and Paddy exercise video! (groan)

In my mind I hoped Kay would come back with another storming series of Phoenix Nights but the excellent actors from there have moved on in their own rights, Dave Spikey and Neil Fitzmaurice to name two whilst of course Kay has concentrated on being a solo star and, the sad irony being without a good supporting cast he isn’t as good as he perceives himself to be.

So whilst I was in Blackpool at the beginning of this week I mentioned Phoenix Nights to my friend from there. She remarked that Peter Kay had offered to switch the Blackpool illuminations on, alas Blackpool council declined and picked……… Dale Winton instead. It reminded me of the first episode of Phoenix Nights when the club re-opened and Kay (as owner Brian Potter) said ‘Look at the lights’ but the club went on to eventually burn down, lets hope Kay can conjure up another Phoenix from the flames and rely more on his innate talent and less on the media merchandising machine.

Thursday, October 26, 2006

Northern Vegas

When a voluptuous vixen invites a hobbit to Blackpool for a few days I’m hardly going to refuse am I? So preparations made and bag packed off I went on a journey up north to the Las Vegas of England.

The train journey over the Pennines yielded some good scenery and I was soon in Manchester, a city I’ve not visited that much. Piccadilly station in Manchester is a big modern station, easy to navigate and I was soon boarding my train to Blackpool, standing on the platform I did notice like with my visit to Leicester a while back that Manchester is being extensively re-developed too, lots of new buildings going up.

So, train boarded I headed north through the suburbs of Manchester, Bolton and into deeper Lancashire and through Preston and Leyland to name a few.

Blackpool was overcast when I arrived. After being picked up from the station we did some food shopping, freshened up and went out for a walk down the north end of Blackpool promenade, heading past casino’s and hotels all surrounded by the seasonal neon fest of illuminations. The trams were packed, it was very crowded and that old holiday feeling from when I was a kid came back to wrap me in a warm nostalgia to fend off the sea breeze. Despite the big hotels and new casino’s Blackpool remains a working class resort, where families flock to lap up the many attractions and be rapidly parted from their money. As the brightly lit Blackpool tower looms over head the crowds of holiday makers move zombie fashion down the sea front, a myriad of different British accents chattering away. Blackpool is a place where jaded comedians and television stars of yesteryear go to die, a kind of limbo where they are still recognised by name but no longer big enough to make it onto the silver screens. In Blackpool they are kings of their pier end theatre shows that entertain holiday makers every night, it’s their Vegas.

Heading onto the less congested back streets the holiday allure fades a little and the salubrious night life becomes more evident, there’s a vibrant gay scene with many colourful and entertaining bars amongst the more generic pub chain bars. Blackpool has a unique feel of its own, several visages that combine to give it that Sin City feel with a sprinkle of tacky but I can’t argue with its popularity to all walks of life. It is still the UK’s stag or hen weekend destination of choice, though evidently has suffered with the advent of cheap flights abroad. Whilst the sea front and nearby areas cater for the family unit, the back streets are clearly for those seeking more subversive pleasures – I imagine Las Vegas is the same behind the veneer of neon lights too.

That night we had a rather unimpressive Indian meal and did a couple of colourful bars before heading home on one of the many trams shuttling the sea front parade, known as the golden mile.

The next day I had a long standing appointment with central pier to keep. The reason being simple, as a kid my mum took me to Blackpool for many years, she loved the place and it holds many happy memories for me. Now mum isn’t here anymore I felt it a fitting idea to throw some flowers into the sea for her memory, no better place than central pier in the heart of Blackpool. Clutching a spray of roses I said a few words for mum before giving them to the sea, the wind carrying them underneath the pier, my friend was there to give me a big warm hug, as the seagulls glided overhead we turned out backs to the north wind and the sea, I felt emotional but good inside.

That night we had a lovely Thai meal and later quaffed drinks in a quiet Irish bar, my short break was coming to an end. It has been a lovely couple of days, the sea air is always invigorating and the company was excellent.

Heading back the next day as the train crawled into rainy Manchester I noticed that parallel to our track ran an old vintage steam train, and looking down I could see some lovely old barges gracing the canals, there was even a tramp snoozing on a mattress under a viaduct, seemingly oblivious to the world around him – I said to myself, I really must see a bit more of Manchester.

Lastly, thanks go to the lovely person that I spent a fab couple of days with – you know who you are !
Here are some photos I took, a little cropped to fit in better as blogger doesn't like big files!

View from central Pier
A tram
The Golden Mile
Sharks !

Friday, October 20, 2006

Eastern credit

I was in the bank the other day, I prefer the speed bank machines inside and of course the chance to see the female employees in their crisp smart uniforms saunter about!

As I passed the main counter an east European guy was enthusing about getting a credit card and then a thought struck me. It's obvious that many of our new immigrant friends will apply for a card, run up loads of debt and then go home with lots of booty. Now, as many know from previous posts I'm not happy about the new influx of immigrants but the thought of them ripping greedy in your face credit card companies such as 'Capital One' who are persistant pests with junk mail, tv ads and pc pop ups does make me grin. I just hope they realise when its too late.

Thursday, October 19, 2006

The Chauffeur

HHhhmm it seems to be video week on the Hobbit’s Journal and seemingly black and white videos too!

Back in the early 80’s I was a mere hobbit teen who used to love his music and buy Smash Hits magazine every week for the gaudy coloured flexi disk and tacky centre page poster. I did have a stereo but it was archaic and my folks used to screech at me from downstairs if I played it too loud. I did have an escape for music though. I used the single deck cassette player I had for my first computer, the rubber keyed Sinclair ZX Spectrum. Dad converted the box room into a sort of study for me and as the room perched over the stairwell of the house the sounds emanating from it didn’t attract too much attention. So, when a game was loaded into the Spectrum (or Speccy as I called it) then a music tape would go on.

You see, back then there wasn’t cd’s, it was vinyl or tape, and taping music was usually done from the Bbc’s radio’s top 40 countdown on a Sunday evening. There wasn’t cheap stereo’s like you got these days either, no Argos or Comet back then, so you made do with what you had, and I loved that little black cassette deck I had. For hours I would sit and listen to either radio tapes, things taped from vinyl or tapes that friends would do for you. One song that sticks in my mind from that angst ridden acne faced teenage era is ‘The Chauffer’ by Duran Duran. The song is so spooky with a definite edge - it still makes me tingle even now. I guess for many it’s largely an unknown track of theirs but for the fans it still remains very popular. When I saw them 2 years ago at Wembley they played it and I had this sudden rush of nostalgia.

Ironically a few other Duran Duran songs that bring back memories too.

So here’s ‘The Chauffer’ in its uncensored glory.


Tuesday, October 17, 2006

Let's dance little stranger, show me secret sins

I found this on YouTube today, from Nouvelle Vague's - Bande A Parte. A classy little vid to the track 'Dance with me' from their latest album. I love the song, love the words, love the video! The song is a cover version of the Lords of the New Church track from the 80's, Nouvelle Vague covering mainly 80's stuff in their albums.

Monday, October 16, 2006

Limited Edition

To commemorate and celebrate the 'A Hobbit's Journal' reaching 10,000 web counters hit 'Pravda-Mint' in association with this blog have released a strictly limited edition Hobbit's Journal figurine.
This extravogant hand painted hobbit figure carved out of purest oak from Sherwood Forest is being offered to readers at the special price of £99 per month over 6 months, surely an unmissable offer that one will cherish in years to come. Order yours today!


Sunday, October 15, 2006

Quote of the Week

Blanche from Coronation Street watching Jamie and Danny Baldwin have a punching match said;

'Southerners'

(I was eating my tea, I don't avidly watch the programme!!!)

Birthday Greets

Two friends have their birthdays today, so I thought I'd dedicate this video to them, I'm sure they appreciate it! The Song is called Happy Birthday by The Birthday Massacre.

Thursday, October 12, 2006

10,000

So, I’ve eventually reached 10,000 hits, quite amazing as I only put my web counter on a month or so ago! (cough-cough).

It’s fair to say my blog is an important thing in my life though its not written daily, it is a more ‘as and when’ I feel I have something to say blog.

As always, a big thank you to my friend Pat who got me into blogging and of course for giving me some of his offbeat cynicism too. Thanks also to the other people out there for dropping by my little corner of the web with their comments and support.

Tuesday, October 10, 2006

Emotional Rain

It had been a shit day, a hospital check up over in Nottingham and a day that didn’t know whether to rain or shine as autumn argued with winter over what to do. My body was racked in pain; ironically I was going to the hospital for something other than my recent medical bane.

Usually I enjoy Nottingham, yesterday I felt detached, happy in my own private solitude. I sat and lunched, watching the world go by, often pondering about the passing people as the food didn’t hold my attention.

The rest of the day passed without event, almost in a haze, I even forgot to ask the doctor a question I was planning too, and cursed myself for it on the train back.

Then as the train announced its arrival at my stop and lurched to a halt I stood looking over a young passengers shoulder. I would say he was about 18 with neatly cropped hair, normal clothes etc. As my eyes roved in that commuter like idle fashion, when you pretend not to look but really you are, I noticed the guy was holding a sheet of paper angled towards me, albeit unknowingly. I noticed his spidery writing stretching across the page and the first line said


‘Is it over between us? Why don’t you love me anymore?’


The train rudely halted and the rush hour passengers moved off, that glimpse of the page was all I saw but my heart went out to the guy.

As I walked off I replayed the scene in my head, it had me turning to the young guy and departing with some paternal patronising sage advice or anecdotes for breaking up (you all know the sort!)

Then I realised, there is no easy way of breaking up, not when you truly love someone.

I walked on and it began to rain, it had been a shit day, but not just for me, I felt humbled knowing my pain was physical and would pass; emotional pain can often seem endless.

Saturday, October 07, 2006

Quote of the week

Watched the Johnathon Ross chat show earlier and nearly choked on my earl grey tea as he said quite satirically and with some meaning 'I've just had my house decorated by some workers from the London borough of Poland'

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

Oncoming Tide

It took recent visits to London and Leicester to convince myself I wasn’t becoming racist in any degree. Since my last blog there had been this gnawing seed of thought in my mind that perhaps I may have started having racist feelings. I’ve always liked London and I found Leicester to have a lovely multicultural vibe to it. At one point in Leicester I bumped accidentally into an Asian guy whilst leaving a shop, on apologising I was greeted with a warm smile and even a forgiving quick hug. It is instances like that that truly reaffirm my pro multicultural feelings.

But I don’t want to come across as all ‘welcome everybody into Britain’ because that’s not the case. My current bones of contention are the government and how it’s handled immigration and with East European immigrants, mainly the Polish and also the Polish attitude.

The Government

Not long after my last blog on immigration the press began to cover it extensively, especially since the UK population now tops 60 million. Back in 2004 the government estimated that by 2006 they expected around 26,000 to have entered the UK but the real figures of immigrants that came here was around a million, a large contingent of these being east european. Obviously the government choose to mask the real figures and my guess is they don’t really even know the exact amount, now we have government ministers making alarming noises about what is really happening.

Recently former home office member John Denham wrote a memo to Tony Blair with grave concerns about immigration warning that workers in Southampton were starting to get paid 50% less than average. Everyday there are new Polish arrivals making a 30 odd hour bus journey from Warsaw to Southampton. The city council now estimates the Polish population to be 20,000, in a city of 200,000 that is one in ten.

Communities minister Ruth Kelly has called for ‘honest debate’ and practical solutions to solve the growing racial tensions. Kelly openly admits that Britons do not feel comfortable with the change as they see things like shops and restaurants in towns and cities changing. She added that a sense of resentment and grievance develops and that multiculturalism may be causing divisions in many towns. Lastly this sentence from Ruth Kelly strikes a chord with me she said ‘In our attempt to avoid imposing a single British identity and culture we have ended up with some communities living in isolation of each other with no common bonds’. Well, in my view Ms Kelly is just stating a few obvious facts that many people already know, with so many diverse cultures and widely contrasting religions it’s not hard to see why some cities are becoming insular inside.

Work place tensions

I read an interesting example of how inner city tensions are beginning to rise on a new site recently where a Muslim was talking about job pressures he said "A white Polish person has a better chance than a dark-skinned Muslim at landing a job," he added "The Eastern Europeans are 100 percent threatening for Muslims. Being Muslim means it's harder to get work. If your name is Mohammad and you speak English, or Richard and you don't, employers will pick Richard."

The main problem is that immigrant workers are jostling for the ‘bottom rung on the ladder jobs’ and this is where the friction is beginning in our cities, even Muslims that are born here are feeling threatened by the new influx of East European immigrants.

British tradesmen are also feeling the effect too, I was reading the other day about a group of bricklayers who have been laid off in favour of cheaper Polish workers. One man and his son had felt the double effect as the father had lost his job and his son the apprenticeship he’d long wanted.

Polish people are also starting their own business’s and employing Polish only workers, this can only add to further discontent for our workers, whilst there’s no denying Polish work hard there seems to be a trend of them looking out for themselves.

So whilst employers are rubbing their hands, landlords are rejoicing at a new wave of tenants they can over charge and the government is turning a blind eye it’s the good old British workforce who are starting to feel aggrieved.


The over riding fact why Polish people are coming here is money, not to integrate but to earn money and send it back home in a lot of cases. A polish worker that had originally came here illegally years ago told a BBC reporter that the reason why he was here "The reason why? I am sure why all Polish people come to England. They are looking for a better life, for work ... and money. First thing, I think, is the money."

I can empathise with them to a degree, unemployment being high back home and the average wage being 4k but I’m sure they’d feel pissed off if we all went over there and started taking their jobs if the roles were reversed. Britain is already a country with a lot of racial tensions in many parts and we don’t need to add to it.

In my opinion its mass exploitation that is starting to rip the heart out of the British working class. Employers are exploiting cheap East European labour and they in turn are taking advantage our system and benefit infrastructure.

Some people are claiming that in fact our East European visitors are heralding a boom era but with unemployment on the rise how can this be so?

Robert Rowthorn, professor of economics at Cambridge, wrote recently that "the Government's claim about the economic benefits of immigration is false... all the research suggests that the benefits for the existing population as a whole are either close to zero, or negative".

We have reached a turning point. The public has finally seen through the Government's falsehoods about "managed migration" and its supposed benefits. People are deeply concerned that the numbers are out of control and are having a huge impact on our society.

The reason is that immigrants also create additional demand: to argue from vacancies is to argue for an endless cycle of immigration. Perhaps this is the real intention. I guess being a professor he must know what he’s on about. Reading associated articles I would add that there are obviously areas that don’t yet have immigrant workers (it won’t be long) and don’t need them.

Speaking to friends of mine who are now working alongside Polish workers its evident there are already mounting tensions. The first reason is the Polish don’t really want to interact and I could quote many examples of this. Secondly the Polish must feel that they are largely in the ‘underclass’ of workers as they take the seemingly worst jobs, this causes resentment, division and friction in the workplace especially as they rightly so see themselves as equal human beings which brings me onto my next topic nicely.

Integration

I notice that over in Newark that the local council and business have made a real effort to accommodate Polish people. Provisions have been made to teach them better English (if they are interested) and local pubs are now having Polish Karaoke nights and serving Polish spirits and beers. In my personal experiences and research it seems that the Polish though don’t really want to mix unless they have too.

Here’s what a Polish woman had to say about Britain on a recent forum site;

‘You basically eat Indian food and Yorkshire pudding – ONLY’, yet your houses are dumps, there are no good services like repairs easily accessible etc. I thought I was coming to developed country but I was wrong. The problem is you do not know it, cause you do not travel to much to compare anything to others. You very centred to yourself as well and do not try anything what's coming from other countries and what could actually be good for you too to make progress’

I’ve seen shop assistants being really friendly to Polish people, only to be given the cold shoulder, not a word of thanks. On a recent visit to London I was unsure of the next train on the underground (as there were 2 types) and on asking the first 3 people I spoke to were of European origin who didn’t want to give me the time of day. I was recently asked directions to a factory by a Polish guy and when I politely couldn’t help him I was scowled and grunted at. The simple reality is they are here in a mercenary capacity and very few have intentions of integrating unless situations demand it. I do accept there is a minority that do want to integrate but I will add firmly, they are in the minority.

When you look at British ex pats abroad you see that they take their British Identity with them but they also integrate into their new society, learn the language and adopt facets of that culture.

Impact

Well most of us are now waking up to the impact of it all, even when the government doesn’t seem to be, this of course is going to cost the government dearly when the next elections comes around. I’ve seen my dad change from being staunch labour to wanting to vote Tory or BNP but it doesn’t end there, its not just him – its thousands upon thousands that feel they are being ignored or repeatedly let down by the government.

I was chatting to a friend that works at East Midlands Airport and he said at least 3 plane loads of Polish arrive daily. Another article I read recently claimed that 2000 arrive daily at Victoria Bus Station in London. Above I mentioned bus loads arriving in Southampton but we have to ask ourselves in how many other cities and towns is this happening? It’s a scary thought.

As I mentioned in my last blog, what if the economy takes a sudden nose dive, what then? That’s when the real tensions will start.

The Polish are on a mission, they are even distributing flyers, setting up recruitment fairs and encouraging others over here to work, when their own embassy is advising against it unless they have jobs and support here. Rented and council housing is being snaffled up by them, schools are being overcrowded by them and there’s extra pressure on the NHS. As more come here it’s not going to get any better and why should British people jostle for housing or services they have paid into for years?

Whilst places like London have been used to dealing with immigrants for years many places around the country are struggling to cope with the sudden new influx. The situation is obviously going to get worse before it gets better, if indeed it will get any better. My argument isn’t really with the Polish people that have useful professions that want to integrate, it’s with the majority that remain arrogant and mercenary, that doesn’t really like us and don’t want to be here at all – apart from the money. That of course could be said for British or other nationalities working abroad but I believe that as a nation we are warm and accepting and this generally travels with us when we go abroad.

Oh and the bad news is the Bulgaria and Romania have been accepted into the European Union, so expect some of their guys here soon too, courtesy of the Labour government of course.
useful links and further reading.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

Cats

Contrary to my previous post on dogs, I want to announce that I do like cats!

Cats are far better than dogs in my eyes, softer to stroke and they seem to have more personality traits than dogs in my view, they can be affectionate or sometimes aloof and distant. They are also much easier to keep, put them out at night and they’ll be there the next morning, where dogs are much more likely to wander off in search of some bitch action or a fight with the local head honcho dog.

They also don’t shit all over the place, they have the sense to bury it!

So, although I am not fanatical about cats I generally like them much more than dogs.

Tuesday, September 26, 2006

Dogs

I’m going to be honest and start this blog with a forthright statement – ‘I don’t like dogs’. To me dogs are creatures that are used for the vanity of others, they are kept by the insecure, they are paraded by egotistical brainless thugs as status symbols – I think people even keep them as ‘pets’ too!

But, before you all go snarling at me with vitriolic hate, bear in mind, this is just my opinion.

In this country we make a big deal about dogs, we fawn and pamper over them, treat them as almost human beings, which of course they are not. On reading various news articles this week I’ve found it alarming how many dogs involved in attacking others are actually ‘owned’ and not stray.

It’s not just dog attacks that bother me, though I have been attacked twice by dogs, it’s the irresponsible people that own them who piss me off too, though I’m not denying the majority of dog owners are responsible.

We need to get sensible in this country about dogs; we need a dog licence that costs at least a £100 which would include the dog being micro chipped in the price - then true dog lovers would pay it, not those who use and abuse them. We need harsher fines and sentences for owners of dogs that attack others or foul the streets. Then there are the selfish neighbour types that go to work whilst their dog barks all day making others lives a misery. What about the unattended dogs, allegedly safe and secure on property who escape only to cause chaos? We all know when dogs escape they lose their marbles and revert back to a pack mentality; I’ve seen it countless times.

In my ideal world, dogs would be used on farms, used in Airports and for their best use – to aid disabled and blind people – not to serve the vanity or stroke the ego of others.

Sunday, September 24, 2006

Hamster

It’s great to see the multi talented presenter Richard Hammond on the road to recovery. Though I’m not an ardent viewer of Top Gear I do like Mr Hammond presenting other shows, his documentary about the holy grail was superb. (Who would of thought the holy grail would end up in Nottinghamshire !)

Anyway, what has really amazed me is the nation’s response to the near fatal crash he was involved in. Thousands upon thousands sending good will messages, money donated to charity and a national feeling of support for the presenter affectionately known as ‘Hamster’.

As a nation, this is where we always come into our own – giving support when one of our own suffers bad fortune.

Tuesday, September 19, 2006

Sacred Oak

Yesterday I was out and about in the lovely Sherwood Forest, not been that way for a good while but fancied a look at the Major Oak whilst I was there. I must say, it's still looking great. I won't amaze you with the fantastic facts about the tree - you can read them here. It's good to know we have all the wonders of the world here in the Midlands!

There's also a new series about our dear old Robin Hood starting on BBC1 next month so I believe, although it could have been a near miss as the tapes were stolen. It was filmed in Hungary which I can't understand really, probably cheaper. The cast is largely unknown but Keith Allen plays the Sherriff of Nottingam, a role I think he'll be good at.

Yorkshire has been recently doing a lot to promote Robin Hood and trying to get on the bandwagon, even naming the new airport at Doncaster after him. Ok, so there's a few Yorkshire connections but I find it odd they are beginning to promote him now after seemingly not doing that much in the past. Mr Hood must of just got about a bit but he will always be Robin of Sherwood in my book.

The Oak is now supported by scaffolding.

Goat

This could only happen south of the river Trent....

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/4748292.stm

Hobbit on the road

Just had my first ‘official’ driving lesson and I’m a happy hobbit. I’m having lessons with BSM and was due to start yesterday, when the rather dishy female instructor turned up it seemed the car wasn’t suitable because I couldn’t push the clutch to the floor without a stretch. So, plan B was a different instructor with a more modified Vauxhall Corsa. Shame about not having the female instructor but she would have been a distraction; but my new instructor seems nice, reminds me of Homer Simpson!

The actual lesson went fine though I did hack into a couple of corners early on, later after a few more laps of the more quiet part of town I felt fine, very confident, controlled and not bothered about other cars near me. The instructor even let me get a slight lick of speed on at one point, though it was probably only relatively slow in real terms - it seemed speedy to me. The hobbit is now on the road…….. and musing why he didn’t do it years ago.

Wednesday, September 13, 2006

Babe of the Week No.5

The tv presenter Johnathon Ross is a lucky fella, married to the voluptuous amazon that is Jane Goldman. I can only lust after her with big hobbit eyes and dream, mind you - hobbit's always want what they can't reach!!!!

Up or Down

I forgot to add this surreal photo to the Matlock Bath post below. The question is - am I going up or down? It looks like I could be doing either really, my friend suggested the photo as a laugh as we walked around Matlock Bath and looking at it throws me a bit, very strange indeed!
Nice comments about cute Hobbit arse in the box below please !

Gaffe

Oh dear Tony, it’s just not going well for you is it? Yesterday you came in by the back door and jeers at the Brighton conference to address the TUC union delegates (some walked out) Whilst Gordon Brown sashayed down the stairs with his entourage (hangers on) – I see Prescott was close to him!

Today’s news reveals unemployment figures were at a 6 year high rising 93,000 between May and July to 1.7 million, the highest since 2000. Yet Mr Blair announced a drop in August figures early yesterday of 3,950 to the conference before their official release by the Office for National Statistics. Of course your opponents are calling it an ‘irresponsible gaffe’ and rightly so! The ONS are also launching an enquiry into whether Mr Blair had broken protocols.

You’d think with the current Zulu dawn like massive wave of East European immigrant mercenaries coming here the stop gap would be filled. So what is going wrong? Are employers not declaring cheap labour in favour of cash in hand or is there a shortage of unskilled labour to fill the jobs? My guess is probably both but I am shocked to see unemployment rising in months when seasonal work is usually at a high.
For the full story click here.

Tuesday, September 12, 2006

Matlock Bath

On Monday my friend and I visited the spa village of Matlock Bath in the Derbyshire peak district which is just down the road from the town of Matlock itself. It sits on a corner of the river Derwent and is a bustling tourist attraction, outdoor pursuit centre and mecca for local bikers. I've always loved Matlock Bath since being a child and visiting there with my parents, from climbing the surrounding hills, eating chips, spending money in the penny arcades to just generally soaking up the scenary. Matlock Bath feels like a seaside town with it's amusements, pubs and chips shops that grace the parade that runs along side of the river. In the autumn and winter months there are also illuminations. Matlock bath is very popuar for rock climbers, Canoeists, ramblers and at the weekend the roads are festooned with motorcyclists coming from miles around.


Overlooking Matlock Bath
The river Derwent
A fearsome beast guards the entrance
A balloon passes over Matlock Bath

Sunset with cable car in the distance

Sunday, September 10, 2006

Puma Sisters

I've always been partial to Manga artwork and some of the cartoons. The Puma Sisters sexy dance in the Manga aninme cartoon 'Tank Police' springs to mind, so I thought I share it with you - enjoy!

Two

Yep, the Hobbit's Journal is two years old today, I honestly didn't think it would go on for this long but I guess blogging draws you in. It was Pat they got me started so a special thanks goes to him for his initial help in the early days. Of course, I expect lots of ego stroking tributes in the comments box from my fellow bloggers!

Friday, September 08, 2006

Fond Memories ...

Dear Mum,

It’s been a year today since you left me. These past 12 months have been strange, a lot has happened and in the quieter more reflective moments its felt like a wilderness. I’m not going to be hypocritical and say we had an idyllic mother and son relationship because we didn’t but I know that in times of hardship we were there for each other. I know your love was unconditional despite our ups and downs. When you passed away I felt numb but also a sense of relief, you were a troubled soul and I think at times you didn’t feel you were understood, I did try but perhaps nobody really understands the illness you had. Looking back I probably could have been a better son, it’s a shame my counselling skills came along when it was too late but isn’t that the sad irony that is life?

Everyone misses you, none more than me, grief is a funny thing, when you passed away I had to be strong but now I can shed tears freely and with fond memories of better times we had.


Love always

Jay


Thursday, September 07, 2006

Flat

On Monday I went to view a flat over at Newark after getting a call about it last week. I must admit to being excited as I’ve been after moving there for ages and been on council and housing association waiting lists for a good few months now.

So, heading over there Monday I had a spring in my stride when I arrived to meet the person that was showing me around. Sadly the place was nothing more than a box, hardly bigger than a bed sit and with a prison like claustrophobia feel to it. I wouldn’t have managed to fit half of my stuff in there so sadly had to decline it. There were other factors too, when I asked about trouble with tenants the housing association rep had to disclose there had been.

So I guess it was for the best and in time the ideal place will come along.

Wednesday, September 06, 2006

I’m Currently listening too … (5)

Thea Gilmore – Cheap Tricks. Catchy tune from the rock/folk singer-songwriter’s new album 'Harpo’s Ghost'. A nice indie acoustic sound.

M.Craft – Sweets. Bought the album on the strength of this one song and wasn’t disappointed.

Juliette and the Licks – You’re speaking my Language. From the album of the same name, Juliette Lewis kicks ass with her band.

Sparks – When do I get to sing ‘My Way’? Another classic track from the Mael Brothers album Gratuitous sax and senseless violins.

Paradise Lost – How soon is now? Halifax’s very own doom metal merchants cover version of The Smiths song.

The Birthday Massacre – Happy Birthday. This track being my fave one from the bands ‘Violet’ album

Billy Idol – Flesh for Fantasy. Eighties Icons never die, they just get listened to over and over again by fans of the era like me.

Tristania – Aphelion. Awesome 2nd track on the Scandinavian gothic rock bands album called ‘Beyond the Veil’. Fantastic growling vocals with female vocal harmonies all linked together by some skilled guitar grinding.

Ace Frehley – Do ya. This track is currently used in the monster.com advert, though it’s badly done. Top track from Ace’s ‘Trouble walking’ album

The Free Association – Code 46 Soundtrack. Wasn’t sure on the movie and don’t know anything about the band but the soundtrack was excellent.

Leicester

Last Thursday I went to Leicester, I never really realised it was so close to me... and so good. It's about 23 minutes or so on the train from Nottingham, so quick and easy to get to as you can catch a London train that only stops at Leicester en route. The first picture is of the lanes area, small roads, arcades and alleyways filled with shops of all descriptions, some excellent clothes shops.

The next photo is of Leicester cathedral which if I'm being honest isn't really that magnificent at all, smaller in fact than the Mary Magdalene church in Newark. Not far away is a massive covered market, one of the biggest covered markets in europe I'm told. There is also a large fish market nearby.


The Good Earth restaurant on Free lane is where I had my lunch, it has a very retro feel with varnised wooden decor throughout, even the walls have wooden stained panels. The food was excellent and would suit veggies down to the ground (no pun at the restaurant name there!). The food is lovely, fresh on the day and when its gone, they close basically!

So, all in all I really enjoyed Leicester, it has a lovely multicultural feel to it that some cities don't. The shopping is excellent and it looks like there is alot of work going on in and around the city redeveloping areas, when its all done I'm sure Leicester will fantastic for a day out, not that it isn't already.

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

And the survey said... Nottingham

A survey undertaken last week put Nottingham on the map as the place most people want to relocate too. Nottingham knocked last years winner Glasgow off the top spot as it experienced more moves into the city than any other in Britain. This is great news and a boon for the city after all the recent bad press about Nottingham and really shows it has loads to offer. On reading further into the survey I was shocked that London only accounted for 7.5% of total moving activity. Almost twice as many movers left the capital than moved in from other areas, meaning London suffered the highest net loss of all regions.
With the amount of cockney accents I am hearing in this area it would seem evident Londoners are moving up here and who can blame them!

http://www.nottinghamcity.gov.uk/noticenottingham.htm

Camden, the retail re-match

London, I love it, especially Camden which really does rock my world. Last time I was in London was for an interview and I didn’t really get much time to do anything, apart from shoot to Camden on the tube and buy a rather spiffy pair of New Rock shoes.

Last Friday I returned to London for the day, with some serious retail therapy in Camden firmly in mind. My friend and I arrived in Kings Cross station just before 10am and as my friend hadn’t been to London in years I decided to take them along to Oxford Circus as I’d planned to pop into HMV there and buy some cd’s. Six Cd’s later and we strolled down Wardour street and had a coffee in Starbucks before heading off onto Berwick street in Soho (another cd bought) and then onto China town which was being dug up and re-paved, so a bit chaotic. We then pressed on down into Leicester Square and mooched around there for a while before heading back along Shaftsbury Avenue where I saw this dinky little vehicle that must be used for deliveries of some sort – I want one!

I did want to drop into the Reform Club on Pall Mall to renew my membership as it is nearly up but alas time was swiftly ebbing away. We rejoined the tube up to Camden as I wanted to get some serious shopping done. During quick look around Inverness Street market we decided it was time for a swift libation so popped into the Good Mixer for a beer before heading over the Camden lock bridge.

Next up was the Camden and very bohemian Stables markets, there’s just so much to see there in a small space, it’s amazing. The market traders are friendly and you can even haggle over prices, I managed to get £2.50 discount off a suede belt. We grabbed a delicious take away curry in the Stables market, a quick and very filling bargain for £4 and rested our weary feet. Then we headed into Cyberdog which has to be my favourite shop in Camden, metal plated floorboards, dark decadent décor and loud gothic / industrial music, there are so many really cool clothes to choose from. Purchasing a couple of really fantastic t-shirts and a tie for £110 I decided to beat a hasty retreat before I inflicted anymore damage on my wallet. We browsed around a little longer but our time was almost up and we had to head back for the train – it was all over so quickly, a return visit I think!!!

Camden Lock

For more about Camden click here

Real Pubs No.2

Back in August of last year I decided to do periodic blogs on what I call 'real pubs', here's the long awaited second one! Located on Inverness Street in Camden, London is a little pub with character, it's called the good mixer and can be found just past the market stalls along on the right hand side of the street. The bar is split into two, the bar area being down the middle separating the two areas. The decor is spartan consisting of simple wooden tables on a slabbed floor. The good mixer has an average range of beers and bar snacks, there is a distinct no frills hard drinking feel to the place, oh and it has a pool table too!

A wooden wall mounted circular painted picture of Groucho Marx looks on.


Monday, August 28, 2006

Alice rocks the golf course

It’s been a lazy bank holiday for me but what’s made it really enjoyable has been the Northern Rock All Star Cup on ITV1 & 2.

Two golf mad celebrity teams from Europe and America clashed at the Celtic Manor resort in Wales.

Celebrities playing weren’t the usual C list ones you see in shows of this type, we are talking legends here (take note thulsa!). Stars from all areas of the music, celebrity and sports worlds played such as Alice Cooper, Bruce Forsyth, Patrick Duffy, Ruud Gullit, Ronan Keating, Ian Wright, Meat Loaf and Jane Seymour to name but a few. All presented by the very witty Ant and Dec that are always a joy to watch. I love Alice Cooper and his music so it was great to see him out on the fairway playing some great golf, Alice when is our next round together?

Alice Cooper, rock god and erm ... a golfer too!

Tuesday, August 22, 2006

Into The Night

Kiss where always one of my fave rock bands, they still are. Ace Frehley the original guitarist was the band member I liked the most. Not just because my school nickname was 'Ace' but because I really rated him as a guitarist. I have 'Ace' tattooed on my upper left arm, I guess part of the reason I did it was a tribute to Ace Frehley himself. Anyway, here's a video called 'Into the Night' by Frehley's Comet, the band Ace formed when he left Kiss.



Anyone wishing to find out more about Ace Frehley click here

Thursday, August 17, 2006

Another Big Bro blog

Sorry, another Big Brother blog, it seems my opinions change daily!
Almost the end for Big Brother and I’m sort of glad really. It’s all leading to a predictable ending with Pete winning. Whilst Pete seems to be everybody’s ‘darling’ housemate it isn’t the same on the Big Brother forums. I’ve read some interesting opinions that ring true and make a lot of sense. Their does seem to be a feeling regarding ‘What Pete wants, Pete gets’ in the sense of the closing weeks of Big Bro have revolved around him to a degree. In my opinion Endemol who make Big Bro obviously see Pete as their pivotal housemate, a ratings victor loved by all, a clear winner from the starting blocks. Thus they have recently structured the show around him, two clear examples spring to mind, the letter from home, which he was initially denied for changing stances on the prison task and of course the re-introduction of his beloved Nikki to the show – after she was evicted.

Reading the forums it’s quite refreshing to read not everyone is behind Pete, a lot do like Glyn and the others too but I fear it’s still a one horse race. Pete has indeed, and to be fair unwittingly got his way courtesy of Endemol. After all, when their star man sulks (which he often does) he doesn’t become their star man anymore, so therefore a happy Pete is an entertaining ratings winner Pete.

So, to end this series on a high note with a cheesy romance, Nikki is put back into the house, Pete’s happy, the majority of the people are gushing about the romance but the realists are seeing it all for what it really is.

The thing that unnerves me is the fact that Nikki Pete's babe has returned to the house knowing Pete was the clear favourite to win. I have to ask the question of does the self confessed wannabe footballer’s wife really love Pete or does she shrewdly recognise the fact that sticking close to the winner and spawning a romance will net all those lucrative magazine deals? I wonder how long the romance will prevail once the cameras are taken away and the initial magazine and tabloid fervour ends?

The tabloids have today revealed photos of Nikki in the buff, taken shortly before Big Bro began, clear evidence the petite blonde has fame in her sights – whatever it takes.

And then there’s the other housemates, one connected to and groomed by Max Clifford, two with possible pending criminal convictions, another that started a hunger strike on leaving the house, one with deep psychological problems – the list goes on. Looking back across the housemates I have to say have this years housemates been a cross section of the British public? Have we had Jack the bricklayer from Bolton, Fred the pensioner from Tooting, Maggie the accountant, Geoff the taxi driver – the answer is of course no.

What started out as a reality show with a psychological slant has now become a platform for wannabe stars instead of an insight into the great British public. It’s a shame that Big Bro will never be able to go back to that unpredictable ground breaking first series.

Pete exclaimed yesterday that he had a dream that his mate in heaven who said he’d win, the thing is – Pete will win but that’s not because he’s so remarkable, it’s merely because of the motley crew he’s been locked up with over the weeks are hardly any competition.

I wish Pete well, he’s a nice sensitive sort of guy that’s very funny and entertaining. He will win, mainly because he is the best housemate among a dire cast. He’ll also get some degree of sympathy vote because of his tourettes though I hope people have gotten past that and see him for the entertainer he is. Lastly Pete will win because the people behind Big Bro want him to win and are doing all in their power to make it possible.

Thursday, August 10, 2006

Babe of the Week No.4

I seem to be having a bit of a Toyah phase at the moment, I think its her lisp that does it for me! I do think she's a babe and looking great at 48 though!



Semi Enjoyable


Well it’s almost the final curtain for Big Brother as we are in the penultimate week. What are my feelings on this series? In all honesty I don’t think it’s been the best, a little too predictable at times and more than a hint of controversy.

But what am I saying? Controversy is what makes good tv and it’s also what gets Big Brother ratings. For example several hundred people complained about the four evicted housemates being repatriated to the house claiming why waste money on texts voting them out only for Big Brother to want the public to vote some back in? Yet despite this over 5.3 million watched them return to the house with over £250,000 being donated to charity from the repatriation text vote. I guess the people that do spend money on text votes don’t realise how much they are drawn in because sometimes I’m inclined to think the results though being predictable can be a little dubious.

Despite this year’s Big Brother getting off to a slow start and having some truly characterless housemates I don’t think it’s been all bad to be fair. My only gripe is that this year’s housemates have been split between the mundane to the magical.

Pete and Glyn have made the show but have also made it into a two horse race with only the elfin Nikki even coming close to third. As the weeks have passed by I’ve predicted almost every eviction correctly.

On the plus side there have been some class moments of tv, some hilarious comedy and yes some moments when I’ve had a lump in the throat, Big Brother can always seem to evoke an emotion from me be it anger, laughter or the odd tear. The thing I like about Big Brother is that it often dares to challenge and that’s what makes it exciting television at times. It takes risks that nearly always pay off, there’s been times I’ve thought ‘this won’t work’ only to be proved wrong with twists and consequences that add up to make a programme that’s probably destined to become an institution whether some people like it or not (it probably already is).

At the end of the day you can’t really fault people for wanting to be ‘somebody’ and Big Brother at least provides that forum. Most of course come to very little after their brief stint of ‘semi-fame’ but some do and that can’t be a bad thing, everyone after all deserves a chance.

I know a lot don’t like the show and I respect that, there’s a lot of elements I do like about the show too, how the house mates are seemingly chosen than randomly selected among others but when a programme brings me laughter and entertains I do tend not to worry about the inner workings of it.

So, not the best series but not the worst, some contrived bits mingled with some moments of pure comicality and lastly of course that nice essence of the ‘human behaviour’ thrown in.

Lastly is it me or does housemate Sam look like an extra from Wallace and Grommit with that smile and Spiral looks like Finbarr Saunders from the Viz comic? (Sam and Wallace below with that smile!!)

In closing my prediction is Pete to win (was it in any doubt?), maybe Glynn oh and yes, Nikki is a babe!

Thursday, August 03, 2006

Derbyshire Dales

I was up in the Derbyshire Dales with Magz last Friday, it was a lovely day with plenty of great scenery. First we stopped at Belper and then moved onto Ashbourne though I did prefer Belper (it seemed a better place for a pub crawl).

Here's a couple of photo's from that day. First Belper Park and then an Antique shop.

Thursday, July 27, 2006

Grown on me

I didn't like this years Big Brother initially but I must confess I did stick with it and it's grown on me. The 'Best Friends' and 'Prison Task' had me in fits of laughter this week. The prison task is an attempt, albeit a light-hearted one of the famous mock prison experiment conducted by psychologist Philip G. Zimbardo at Stanford university back in 1971.
The experiment had 2 sets of students, one as guards, the other as prisoners in a mock prison and monitored how people reacted when they were in uniforms and empowered with authority or locked up and deprived of identity and priviliges. Of course the Big Brother one isn't really that serious at all, though I did look on with mouth open as Micheal ranted in the diary room at how good having power and authority was. It's amazing what a uniform does, even a camp prison guard one with pink trim!

Tuesday, July 25, 2006

National identity?

Last Saturday I walked around the continental market in Newark, it was lovely, lots of different sounds and aroma’s in a bustling atmosphere. I perused lots of different French stalls selling meats and cheeses among other delicacies. The French traders periodically have a market in Newark and it’s always popular; whilst they speak to each other in French they make an effort to speak English whilst selling their wares.

It occurred to me how France has more national identity and culture than England, like Germany it’s keen to retain its customs, cultural ways and national pride. I then looked closer to home for answers but found myself thinking it was places like Wales, Scotland and Ireland that were more protective of their ways and cultures. Welsh is still widely spoken and taught and Scotland is still steeped in tradition. Ask a foreign person about English culture and they will probably say ‘fish and chips’. In the future how will England be known or perceived and will it still retain a national identity?

Newark is a market town close to the Lincolnshire border and surrounding it are vast tracts of farmland, the people now coming to work this farmland are mainly from eastern countries such as Poland who come to settle and work as cheap farming or factory labour. Delving deeper into the influx of east Europeans I found some disturbing facts.

Since 2004 an estimated 600,000 east Europeans have entered this country since the EU admitted 10 more countries back then and now Polish immigrants are the largest single group numbering 300,000.

The huge influx is rapidly changing the labour market especially in London and the south east; Slough council in Berkshire warned that its schools were struggling to cope after an estimated 10,000 east Europeans have arrived in the area in recent months. A friend of mine in Slough says that figure could be more and the high street there is full of foreign accents.

Next year Bulgaria and Romania are set to join the EU and it’s estimated by researchers that a staggering 45,000 ‘undesirables’ are already intending to pack their bags and head here with more to follow.

Now, I’m not racist, for the record my godfather is from the Caribbean and I love the multicultural identity Britain has, its unique in the world but I do feel if the trend continues that somewhere down the line we are going to lose any national identity we have. I’m all for diversity, its good to see Chinese and Indian restaurants or shops on the high street, they have become part of our culture but what lays ahead if the influx of immigrants continues?

Where I live there is a large Polish community, most came post war to work in the mines, they were hard working and integrated into society. Back in the 50’s and 60’s the government who realised we were short of labour invited Caribbean’s and Indians over to work doing jobs in the public service sector, mainly in London. These people still retained their cultural identity, enriched our culture by bringing their own here but yet they integrated well into our society. They worked hard and often became valued members of community such as doctors etc because education and opportunity was excellent here.

Now I’m not saying the new influx of east Europeans don’t work hard, in fact they work for the minimum wage doing jobs here that our native populace would ‘rather not’ so you have to commend the new immigrants for being industrious and hard working. On the flip side of the coin though you have to be aware a lot have set up crime networks trafficking people or drugs because it’s easy to do so here. We can’t take it as read that all enter this country with good intentions, many don’t. I’ve also witnessed instances where east Europeans come across as arrogant, in the bank the other day an east European guy was ranting in his native tongue at the bank teller, making no effort at all to try and speak English. Some seem aloof and arrogant in the fact they know they have it good here, a welfare state, national health and better shopping and housing than they have back home.

But this post isn’t about blaming east Europeans, the problem is with the government who have let it happen. Add this to the fact that some firms now often don’t look at English people to fill positions as a first choice, they go for cheap no nonsense labour that now seems readily available. Farmers and factory owners, corporate fat cats and people exploiters are also letting this happen, spurred on by relaxed laws and low wages – it means more profits for them after all. In this country there are around 3 million long term unemployed, there is also a pool of around 7 million Britons not working, some are single parent mothers, some have retired early and some are in full time education. So why isn’t the government using more initiatives to get our own people working, educated and trained?

Some people are saying ‘The Government is starting to put foreigner’s rights first and its citizens last’ but then again we have become a lazy nation in some respects with the cushion that is the easily exploited welfare state. Being well travelled I’ve noted that in other countries if you don’t work, you don’t eat – we have it so good here at times and take it for granted.

Niall Ferguson’s excellent ‘World at War’ made me think last night when he said we in western Europe are producing an average of one baby per family where in comparison some African and Middle Eastern families are producing up to eight per family. The disturbing fact is, as our population and work force shrinks other populations grow and are starting to look westward to resettle; parts of Europe have already been nicknamed ‘Eur-abia’.

So in looking to what the future may bring we have to look to past examples. When economies start to fall or governments struggle the populations begin to blame ethnic minorities for its problems. I could state examples such as Yugoslavia recent ethnic cleansing or also the fact that ethnic unrest there led to the first world war, we can look back at the Jews in Germany, to Cambodia or many African countries, its always ethnic minorities that bear the brunt of nationalist hatred when things go wrong.

Will the modern day humanistic society let this happen to this country or will we lapse and follow suit when things go wrong, are we heading for such a thing by letting so many immigrants into the country and not addressing fundamental problems closer to home?

And in closing, to go back to my initial first two paragraphs - are we becoming an apathetic nation who is losing its national identity?