This Friday will be my final journey to London working on a full time PAYE basis - (although I think I've got to travel to Bristol and back.)
I'm going to be self employed once again, in the short term I'll be putting my desire to have a Conservative MP as my number one priority. I'm also going to make time to PR the fine work of the Woodland Trust and Colchester's Archaeological Trust. Longer term plans are yet to be firmed up but one thing is for certain the world of 9-5 shall be no more - dynamic, progressive companies, individuals and organisations should join with me in embracing this. In doing so there will be more seats on trains, less traffic on roads and a happier nation I'm sure.
Tuesday, 16 March 2010
Saturday, 30 January 2010
A young man editing
An evening ago we were about two minutes from arrival into Colchester and I noticed the departure crowd had entered my editing suite aka the floor outside the toilet. I was fully aware of the train's progress past the tragic overly developed Mile End when suddenly a women learnt forward and pugnaciously addressed me with "excuse me we want to get off". Before she had even delivered her words I could sense she was uneasy with my being on the floor so I had a pre recorded response ready and as sharp as a freshly sharpened pencil I instantly hit back with "its ok I'm getting out too" - sure enough I was on my feet and had opened the door of the train with plenty of time to spare....
An interesting week in which I noted being described as a 'young man' by multiple people - mainly the train ticket inspectors but a few other randoms as well. Odd. Spent Friday evening at the Colchester Roman Feast - in aide of the Save the Circus Fund:
www.romancircus.org
Just finished a day long shooting in Wandsworth, for the Conservatives. Fantastic part of London.
An interesting week in which I noted being described as a 'young man' by multiple people - mainly the train ticket inspectors but a few other randoms as well. Odd. Spent Friday evening at the Colchester Roman Feast - in aide of the Save the Circus Fund:
www.romancircus.org
Just finished a day long shooting in Wandsworth, for the Conservatives. Fantastic part of London.
Tuesday, 29 December 2009
A snoring women and carnage at Stratford
My return to London after the Christmas festivities kicked off fantastically with the 07:30 train doors not working so we all had to leave the train and get on a later one.
I was lucky to get a seat but it was almost as if someone was playing a prank on me - I swear I've never heard anyone, let alone a women, snoring like a monster. It was outrageously loud and 'it' was right in my face. There was some eye contact with fellow commuters and a couple even relocated away from the noise. I was impressed with my seat tho and proceeded to read my book about the Roman invasion of Britain.
The train stopped at Chelmsford by which time people were standing, there was a minor verbal altercation between a rude thirty something who was unhappy at the speed by which a gent had not moved down the down to enable him to get sufficient standing space. I could hear moaning about the standing conditions but I was one of the lucky seated ones.
On arrival at Stratford (and we've been here before) there were crazy numbers of people on the platform. I must have moved about ten feet in ten minutes. Punishing and I was already 'late'. Eventually I got on the second central line train which passed and found my way to Barbican. The return journey also involved congestion on the platform. Not ideal.
I was lucky to get a seat but it was almost as if someone was playing a prank on me - I swear I've never heard anyone, let alone a women, snoring like a monster. It was outrageously loud and 'it' was right in my face. There was some eye contact with fellow commuters and a couple even relocated away from the noise. I was impressed with my seat tho and proceeded to read my book about the Roman invasion of Britain.
The train stopped at Chelmsford by which time people were standing, there was a minor verbal altercation between a rude thirty something who was unhappy at the speed by which a gent had not moved down the down to enable him to get sufficient standing space. I could hear moaning about the standing conditions but I was one of the lucky seated ones.
On arrival at Stratford (and we've been here before) there were crazy numbers of people on the platform. I must have moved about ten feet in ten minutes. Punishing and I was already 'late'. Eventually I got on the second central line train which passed and found my way to Barbican. The return journey also involved congestion on the platform. Not ideal.
Sunday, 20 December 2009
Sleeping rough in the Snow
Six hours ago I was being picked up from Colchester's high street having spent 12 hours in the snow and temperatures of -3. This was undoubtedly one of the most punishing experiences of my life, and my friend Will who was my street sleeping partner shared these sentiments. We rocked up with multiple layers, cardboard and sleeping bags, despite wearing three pairs of socks within minutes I could no longer feel my toes. Our bed for the night was inside the doorway of a British Heart Foundation shop positioned not very far away from the Colchester SOS night bus - which was to form in part some of the evenings entertainment.
In amongst the good things which happened we were offered just under £40 for our efforts (on top of the £1100 already raised in sponsorship), were brought some left over roast dinners, offered biscuits, a portion of chips, a coffee, a tea, some hot chocolate. It was all good natured stuff until the early hours when people started leaving the clubs. From about three onwards it was so loud, so many young ladies screaming and shouting "come on Chelsea you need to stand up", "thats it we are so finished", and a few classics such as "fuck you". We had a couple of strange people questioning the merits of our cause, one drunk (rather worryingly wearing nurses uniform) accused us of not being 'for real' because, in amongst several things, we were only doing it for a night. There were a couple of very young lads whom started off by holding the view that all homeless people were the product of their own self-making and that they 'should have done better at school' - by the end of our discussion they had been won over and went to donate cash to the SOS bus. Then there was a very angry young man with what appeared to be a lovely girlfriend, whom had to apologise for him, who accused me of being a fake because I 'was sleeping'. I did point out that it was gone one in the morning and that I was tired.
We met several homeless people, one of which I'd seen around Colchester many times and often wondered what his story was. Shaun, a heavy drinker and on heroin, had been on the streets for five years and he was looking for 'a break'. A friend came to see us at some mad time close to five AM by which time the police had done a sterling job in driving/organising for everyone to get home. The amount of late-teenage girls wearing backless dresses and high heals was incredible and no doubt like I they will currently be in doors in a world of pain.
In amongst the good things which happened we were offered just under £40 for our efforts (on top of the £1100 already raised in sponsorship), were brought some left over roast dinners, offered biscuits, a portion of chips, a coffee, a tea, some hot chocolate. It was all good natured stuff until the early hours when people started leaving the clubs. From about three onwards it was so loud, so many young ladies screaming and shouting "come on Chelsea you need to stand up", "thats it we are so finished", and a few classics such as "fuck you". We had a couple of strange people questioning the merits of our cause, one drunk (rather worryingly wearing nurses uniform) accused us of not being 'for real' because, in amongst several things, we were only doing it for a night. There were a couple of very young lads whom started off by holding the view that all homeless people were the product of their own self-making and that they 'should have done better at school' - by the end of our discussion they had been won over and went to donate cash to the SOS bus. Then there was a very angry young man with what appeared to be a lovely girlfriend, whom had to apologise for him, who accused me of being a fake because I 'was sleeping'. I did point out that it was gone one in the morning and that I was tired.
We met several homeless people, one of which I'd seen around Colchester many times and often wondered what his story was. Shaun, a heavy drinker and on heroin, had been on the streets for five years and he was looking for 'a break'. A friend came to see us at some mad time close to five AM by which time the police had done a sterling job in driving/organising for everyone to get home. The amount of late-teenage girls wearing backless dresses and high heals was incredible and no doubt like I they will currently be in doors in a world of pain.
Tuesday, 15 December 2009
Cable Theft Stats
So since April copper robbers have cost Network Rail £2million, with 50 cable thefts in East Anglia. Four of which in the last week alone!
Shame on the idiots.
Shame on the idiots.
Sunday, 13 December 2009
Cable Theft
I was supposed to be in Ipswich Saturday evening but due to cable theft (third time in 7 days) I didn't make it.
Now c. 7am in the Witham area this morning more cable theft so it can't get to work.
I've got a little work I can do from home and thankfully for the firm I work for and I there was no location/studio shooting for me today.
Shame on the people responsible for this.
Now c. 7am in the Witham area this morning more cable theft so it can't get to work.
I've got a little work I can do from home and thankfully for the firm I work for and I there was no location/studio shooting for me today.
Shame on the people responsible for this.
Wednesday, 2 December 2009
0615 colch to lon cancelled
(another) faulty train at manningtree. luckily the 06.18 was only delayed by 4 mins. Punishing for the people from norwich on that early train.
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