Travel

He has been very busy workwise over the summer. He had a job which meant that he was away quite a bit and in a six week period he visited Colombia, USA, Canada, South Africa and Kenya. Whilst in the USA he visited nine different places and crisscrossed the country. He flew on several different airlines and in every class of travel; economy, premium economy, business and even first! He seemed to really enjoy it although he was very tired and said he’d seen enough airports to last him a while. He’s found a clever site on the internet thingy which will plot his travels. I’ve had a sneak look at it and I found out that this year he has made 25 flights, covered a total of 41,500 miles, spent 92 hours in the air and his carbon footprint has produced over 8 tonnes of CO2 and, worryingly, 0.45kg of methane!

He’s told me some stories. When he arrived in Colombia he noticed that the taxi driver from the airport kept crossing himself at every road junction. The traffic was horrendous and the next day he saw firsthand how dangerous it was when the taxi he was in ran into a motor cyclist knocking him off is bike. Fortunately nobody was hurt and it seemed to be just an everyday occurrence in Bogota.

He had a day off in California one weekend. He was staying in Burbank which is quite pleasant as it has a small pedestrian friendly city centre which is nice to walk in – quite unusual for the US. He spent his day off going to Universal Studios California which was close by where he enjoyed, on his own, lots of great rides, back lot tours of the studios and the like. He seemed to have a good time!

There was one particular event which he told me about which made me chuckle. He was travelling from Fort Lauderdale to Phoenix and whilst waiting at FLL airport he went to the “men’s room”, came out of the cubicle and noticed a man wearing a ladies camisole top, high heels and a blue thong. He felt slightly uneasy as he followed this man out into the main concourse and walked behind him thinking I bet this guy is on my flight. Well guess what? He was!

Here’s a picture of the man in question;

Now the serious question is, would someone (male or female) have been allowed to board an aircraft dressed like this in Europe? I wonder. Indeed only the week before a young man in California had been denied boarding to a US Airways flight (the same airline) because his sagging trousers revealed his Boxer Shorts and this was deemed inappropriate attire. There seems to be a case of double standards here. The general feeling amongst other passengers was, after an initial laugh, that this overstepped the mark and he was probably doing it for a bet but a quick internet search shows that he is a regular traveller in similar attire. The airline is reported a saying that they don’t have a dress code as such so what’s the difference; well in one case the passenger was a white mature male travelling in First and in the other it was a black youth travelling in coach/economy. Maybe we should draw our own conclusions. Glad I wasn’t there – I wouldn’t have wanted to be thrown off for the bear faced wearing of a fur coat!

Following the American trip He also went to South Africa and Kenya before going back to the USA and Canada. Busy boy!

Auction and getting locked out of the car!

They went to an Auction at the club where they keep their boat the other night. It was a club event to raise money for club events and charity. There were all manner of things for sale and with an auctioneer who wouldn’t take no for an answer, it all sold. I think He thinks She went berserk though! There were several pieces of gym equipment on offer and she bought the lot; two large contraptions of physical punishment, a strange padded device plus all sorts of other stuff which now resides in our garage.

Mind you getting it home proved to be interesting; the car was full when they got back with the rear seats folded down and piled high with their purchases. He parked the car in front of the garage, got out , shut the door and the car promptly locked itself! He pressed the button on the remote several times but it would not unlock! Stress levels began to rise as She had to go out and the car was blocking the garage door so the other car couldn’t be got out! After a bit of time the boot opened and he had to remove everything from the car before climbing in (impressive He can still do that) and starting it with the key.

These electronic things are all very well but when they go wrong......

Anyway the internet thingy told Him how to replace the battery in the key (which was the problem) and how to re-programme it which seemed to solve the matter. Thanks to the Volkswagen owners forum and YouTube.

Anyone want to join a Gym – I think we are opening soon!

Oberammergau

Earlier this year we (Me, Him and Her) went on holiday to Germany in the car. It was the first holiday they had had without their children for a long time so I was honoured to be taken too. They went to Oberammergau where the passion play is staged every 10 years. In those years the town apparently becomes very crowded but they had an altogether more civilised experience. This was not one of those years and whilst we were there we went walking in the mountains (I was safely tucked away in a rucksack!), visited Linderhof Palace and generally soaked up the atmosphere and beer of the Bavarian Alps.

Linderhof is one of several palaces built by King Ludwig of Bavaria who I conclude was totally mad! He styled Linderhof on the Palace of Versailles in France but it is much smaller with only half a dozen rooms. The gardens are fantastic with several buildings including a Moroccan House, a Moorish Kiosk a Hunting Lodge and perhaps most eccentric a Venus Grotto.  The Grotto is not naturally occurring but he had it carved out of the rock and elaborately decorated and lit. It is complete with a lake and Ludwig staged plays there for his entertainment.  He’s an interesting character and well worth reading about. Eventually the poor chap committed suicide in the nearby lake.

Our journey to and from Oberammergau took us through France, Germany, Luxembourg and Belgium. It has to be said that the motorway network is fantastic and less crowded than our own although there was a fair amount of congestion in Germany. Apart from the tolls in France which soon mount up the standard of driving was very good and much better than in Britain; in particular I couldn’t help but notice from my vantage point in the back of the car that there was almost no outside lane “hogging”. In Britain there seems a reluctance to move to the middle and inner lanes after overtaking meaning that the outside lane of motorways are always clogged which in turn encourages some drivers to undertake. This simply doesn’t seem to happen in France and elsewhere.

Here are some photographs of the trip.

I'm Back ( well nearly)

It's been a long time since I blogged but I'll be back in the swing of it very soon. There's been a lot going on this year and for various reasons I haven't got around to it. There's much to report on such varied subjects as Travel, Canals and Narrowboats and Rugby Union. You'll need to be patient as it will take me some time to get all my thoughts published.

As a reminder, I am Fred, I live on a shelf in rural Lincolnshire and I am the confidant of a chap in his fifties who is something of a grumpy old man. Well not really but he has that kind of insightfulness that comes with a person of his age. I refer to him as "Him" or "He". He is married to "Her/She" and they have two daughters "L" and "C". The elder is at University and the younger at Sixth Form College.

Look back at some of my earlier posts.

I'll be back soon.
Fred

Someone to answer the phone

As a small businessman (!) He has for some time used an answering service to take calls when He’s not in the office. This works very well for him as calls are answered by a real person in his company's name, a message is taken and immediately passed on to him by e_mail or text message.

The costs of the sevice which He had been using had begun to increase so He shopped around for another supplier. This time He opted for a “Pay as You Go” service where you only pay for the messages actually taken instead of a monthly fee. He’s very pleased with it and asked me to share it with you in case you are interested. Details are at.
http://www.answer.co.uk/?refid=9Y4LYCKBP

Not blogged for a while. Been hiding in a snow drift!

Once again I haven’t blogged for a while. I’m sorry but I find it difficult to get Himself motivated sometimes!

Quite a lot has happened.

C had a 16th birthday party in the garage at home. It seemed to go quite well although it took him quite a long time to recover!

At the end of November He and the two daughters ( L and C ) went to Twickenham to see England play Australia. What a match! It has since been described in the press as the greatest England game for years and possibly one of the greats of all time. England won by the way!! They enjoyed their day out and the experience of being with 80,000 others. Being close to Remembrance Day there was a minute’s silence during which you could hear a pin drop in the stadium.


At the end of November (29th) it started to snow. And boy oh boy did it snow! We were all stuck in the house for eight days. Luckily there was plenty of food in the freezer although some of it looked a bit “off” when it came out and had to be binned. Speaking of bins we didn’t have them emptied for four weeks! The novelty of the snow soon wore off. It took Him two days to dig out the driveway only to find we still couldn’t get anywhere when He had finished!!


Luckily, the day before the snow arrived, He ordered some central heating oil. Readers may recall that He has something of a reputation of allowing the tank to run dry and, in a bid to get organised and not risk running out at Christmastime, He decided to top the tank up. Fortunately we had plenty left as the delivery took over two weeks to arrive. He paid 47p/litre when He ordered it but the price almost doubled over two weeks – fortunately He had pre-paid so we got it at the lower price. The cost has fallen to about 65p/litre now and we shall need some more within a month or so. The rise in price in the lead up to Christmas has given rise to many questioning why domestic heating oil prices are not regulated in the way that Gas and Electricity are. It’s a good question.

Then it was Christmas which passed off well but with more snow.
New year was seen it with He and L drinking lemonade at home both suffering from a Cold. L was at Nik’s house and E went to a party in a nearby village.
So here we are – it’s early January and we are getting back to normal!
All the best for 2011!

Lots of Lots!

I haven’t blogged for a while so to my avid readers around the globe I apologise. There has not really been any reason – I just haven’t got ‘round to it!
Last Saturday He went off to an auction in Market Rasen. There were over 1400 lots laid out in the car park of the Racecourse which were sold in three simultaneous auctions. There were hundreds of people there. It’s called a farm collective sale and there are two a year; the lots comprise just about anything from a garden rake, through farm equipment and machinery to cars, vans and vintage tractors. He says that apart from being able to buy a few things ( some of which I suspect he didn’t know He wanted before he went!) it was good entertainment and an opportunity to meet a few folks he hadn’t seen in a while.
So what did he buy? Well he came home with a selection of weights ( the kind used on large farm scales for weighing potatoes and the like) and half a barrel! I really don’t know what to say but He seemed pleased so we shall see what he does with them. Quite eccentric I would say!
On Sunday He spent the day clearing out the garage so that the youngest one, C, can have a 16th birthday party in it next weekend. I was sorry to see that He threw away the placards from my peace camp some years ago! It’s all clean and tidy and I await with anticipation to see how He copes with an army of 16 year olds next weekend!

The world did not end last night ...but the Homework got done!

I’m pleased to report that the world didn’t end yesterday! It wasn’t foretold that it would I hasten to add (that is some date in 2012 I am told) but it had the capacity to. What was this world event that shook the globe and sent millions into a frenzy. Was it President Obama’s address to the UN or some terrorist event? No. ….FACEBOOK CRASHED! Not once but several times and in the UK was “out” for most of the evening causing anguish amongst millions of teenagers ( and adults) and no doubt a massive increase in the usage of other social networking sites and the mobile phone companies dealing with a surge in text messages. I imagine that the ether was so full of Tweets that the birds couldn’t hear themselves think. Mind you the homework got done.

The irony in all this is that is that the movie The Social Network is about to be released in the US and there is a scene in which the network has a near meltdown as an investor threatens to pull out and the servers are threatened with being closed down whilst Jesse Eisenberg, playing a young (!) Mark Zuckerberg, fights to save his dream. But is it irony? Some might say that the real world shutdown of Facebook yesterday has drawn significant attention to the movie.

Incidentally Mark Zuckerberg (26) was recently named by Forbes Magazine as one of America’s richest men worth $6.9billion based on the value of his shares in Facebook. According to my bear brain though, if Facebook doesn’t work then those shares aren’t worth anything!

Locked Out....a boating term?!

He and L went off last Thursday to get the boat back after the bottom blacking. They took the train to Long Eaton and having dropped all their gear off on the boat which was in a dry dock they went to the pub for a meal and a couple of drinks. Very tired they went back at 10 o’clock and as he tried to open the door lock on the boat the key sheared off in the lock; the language was quite choice. Fortunately the Dry Dock was in the same building as a workshop and after some rooting about He found some tools with which to “gain entry” otherwise known a breaking in! Phew.
Next morning the boatyard owner had to cut off the padlock with an angle grinder. After that they set off for home and after a 9 ½ hour journey they arrived in Newark just as it was getting dark. Nik was waiting for them outside the Barge Pub (appropriately) with a pint in his hand!
Next day they left at 8am and got to West Stockwith at 4pm where after refuelling they spent the night moored up outside the Waterfront Inn. The final leg back to the home mooring was done on Sunday morning in pouring rain. A good time was had by all.

In the Dry Dock

Flooding the dry dock

Bottom Blacking!

Now that the title has got your attention, I should perhaps explain that this is not another example of cruelty to bears, but a ritual which has to be performed on narrowboats from time to time.

Last Thursday he and I set off from Clayworth in the afternoon and travelled down the Chesterfield Canal to where it meets the Trent at West Stockwith. Early on Friday morning we headed out of the lock onto the Trent and 5 1/2 hours later we arrived at Cromwell Lock near Newark which the limit of the tidal river. After another hour and a half we moored up in Newark itself where She and C joined us. We had a leisurly cruise up the Trent on Saturday to moor up for the night outside County Hall in the city centre. On Sunday we carried on to Trent Lock on the Erewash Canal. In the afternoon She, C and I went home by car whilst he stayed on to see the boat safely into the the dry dock the next morning.

We are off again later today to bring the boat back, this time with L and Nik.