Tuesday, 3 April 2012

The Darkest Room by Johan Therorin




A decent effort form Johan, maybe not as good as his first offering but still good nevertheless. Again, set on the remote island of Oland, off Sweden, it introduces a family who are happily renovating an old house after moving from Stockholm. Before long whilst the father is away he is tiold there has been a tragic accident and led to believe that his daughter has died in an accident. On returning home he finds that is actually his wife who has drown. A secret room in the upstairs of a alrge barn forms the focus for the people who have died in the area in centuries gone. At Xmas they return and the decest wife returns. All this is intertwined with the story of a gang who are are breaking into empty summer homes and on Xmas Eve they choose Xmas Eve to visit our family. As if there is any room left the accident turns out to have been a murder which also gets solved in a dramtic climax. I was virtually on top of it before I wored this noe out!!! Good read :-)

Monday, 26 March 2012

Still Here!

I am still here even though it seems like ages since I last wrote.

I have n't finished a book in ages because I've been really busy and when I've not been then the guitar has been getting a pounding! I did finish Johan Theorin's The Darkest Room which I need to write up on here.

I've given in notice on my rented house and the first thing they said to me was that it is going to be sold anyway so it looks like I would have been getting kicked out again. The purchase of my new place has not been without it's frustrations but it seems as though we'll exchange contracts shortly and then within 2 weeks it will be mine. Warboys here I come!!! The contingency is that the very lovely Kate has said I can move in with her for a while.

Somebody poke me if I ever again think about buying a house right in the middle of appraisal season when I'm leading three projects at work and one of them, the site's most advanced project, is approaching handover to Japan. Unfortunate.

So, I spent a lot of time over the weekend in the garden, which has n't had any attention (apart form lawn cutting) all year. Kate was here and was a star, as ever. But the sun shone and it was wonderful :-)

Speaking of Kate, we've passed the 1 year anniversary since we met. I took her up to Yorkshire for the weekend and we had a day in York and then went to stay at my Mum's. Their first meeting, and everybody got on grand.

Wednesday, 7 March 2012

A Room for the Dead by Noel Hynd




Quite enjoyed this but when the living, that you can touch and make love with, turn out to have been dead all along, then it gets a bit bizarre!! Still, a couple of quid for a cheao Kindle download helped kill the hours in Premium Economy over Northern Siberia!


New Hampshire state cop Frank O'Hara, approaching 50 and close to retirement, is given a case--a young woman is beheaded, her right hand cut off--that duplicates the M.O. of serial killer Gary Ledbetter. But Gary, a "low-rent Lothario" nabbed by O'Hara, was executed months ago in Florida, after political machinations moved the killer to a state with capital punishment. Since then, O'Hara's life has turned to ashes. He's taken seriously to booze, his wife has left him, his partner has committed suicide--and now, deep into another hated winter, something seems to be haunting his house: floors creak, doors slam, an empty rocking chair rocks. A tangle of right-wing state politics, skinhead thieves, a mysterious young woman and, increasingly, dialogues between O'Hara and what seems to be Gary's ghost lead the cop through past police corruption and malfeasance to a shattering conclusion. Throughout, the atmospherics are excellent and the local color first-rate: "There's ten months of winter and two months of bad skiiing. The state animal is the skunk, the state bird is the black fly, the state citizen is the deadbeat, and the state sport is petty larceny."

Monday, 27 February 2012

Japan ....... again!!




I’ve been back! The than ten days after arriving home from a quick blast to India I found myself back in Japan. This time for a company conference, onto which I’d tagged some business meetings beforehand and accepted an invite to an excursion on the Saturday directly afterwards.

About 15 of us from work went to this so I had to break with my normal tradition and getting on the plane and turning left into business class and head right into premium economy …….. and boy, what a difference. Hard to sleep in one of those seats when you are 6ft 2.

The meetings went well. The Japanese were kinder this time than they sometimes are and on top of all that we ate, drank and made merry in the evenings, with or without them. The conference was good. I presented a poster on our work and the lectures were interesting. The jet-lag was as bad as ever. My “silver-lining” that not being able to sleep as much in premium economy might lead to less jet-lag proved to be complete rubbish :-(

On the Saturday we went to the ancient town of Kamakura (see pictures) an interesting old place with some great shines and temples. At our lunch stop we got a great view of Mt Fuji (still need to climb it one day!) enjoyed Suba noodles, a narrow-gauge railway and some shopping.

I seem to come home with Saki, Sho-chu (very strong barley spirit), a saki drinking set and some very Japanese cups for green tea …….. oh, and of course a rather bruised credit card ;-)

Live Wire by Harlan Coben


Again, mostly read on a plane! I like Harlan. He is fast turning into one of my favorite authors. Such easy reading with good storylines and interesting characters. This was the first of the Myron Bolitar novels that I have read and I have to say I found the characters, along with the sidekicks Wyn, Esparanza and Big Cindy all quite intriguing. The story starts with a shocking post on Facebook (welcome to the 21st century) and ends up with a deep understanding of how a reclusive rockstar with a penchant for young girls ended up killing one of them accidentally, the resulting cover-up, blackmail and eventual deaths that follow. What I loved about the end of this is that although it is written from the point of view of Myron, the whole endgame is dominated by Wyn and he takes no prisoners. Myron does n’t know what is about to happen next.

Although this book gets very mixed review on Amazon I really enjoyed it.

Sunday, 12 February 2012

The Shelter by James Etherington



A short story about four boys who discharge the boredom of a long hot summer holiday by investigating a local shelter, except it is not anything like any air raid shelter that they, or I for that matter, have ever come across (actually, from the descriptions it is also nothing like the picture!!).

A decent story this that held it's impact as much on the promise of horror than the actual deed itself. the boys characters were well developed in quicktime which helped. I managed to get through it two sessions as well one Saturday evening and then a little more on the Sunday.

Frankenstein by Mary Wollstonecraft Shelly



Part of my desire to read classic horror but unlike Dracula this one did not work for me. A great idea of course but a poor execution. It took some dogged determination to finish it!

OMG!!!!!!!




So, the second bid on the house, to my astonishment, was accepted!!!!!

So, after some celebrating (!!) it seems there might be quite a lot to organise in order to get out of my current home by the 25th of April and get everything sorted to take the new place by then. By unfortunate timing though, I'll be off to Japan for 7 days tomorrow ;-) Still, I like a challenge!!!

looking forward to having my own real fire. Since we had one as a very small child I've always wanted another. Can't wait to get it cracking on a Saturday afternoon and settle down with my Kindle and a nice bottle of single malt :-)

Friday, 10 February 2012

Big Numbers!!!

On Monday I put a bid in on "the" house. It was a full 32 grand under the asking price so it was rejected pretty quickly. Since then the imaginary lady in St Albans that seems to keep coming up in conversation had her third viewing and then an made an offer so she came in at 25 grand under and got rejected. I've got no chain so today (Friday) I went back at 22 grand under and by the end of the day it had not been rejected so fingers crossed ;-)

Sunday, 5 February 2012

Snow!!! (and the rest of the weekend's fun!!)




Interesting weekend it's turning out to be! Last night saw quite a heavy snowfall. I was up in Warboys for the night but had to be back for the kids at 9 am. Once it started getting heavy I went and moved the car form the untreated downhill estate road onto the flatter main road in the village, a good idea I think (especially given the two bottle of wonderful Jacob's Creek that Kate and I shared last night!). This morning I decided that an extra early start was required in order for a safe journey home. Inspite of it looking a little unsafe, especially on the snowy downhill section into Huntingdon, I made it back to Bar Hill pretty much ok. The hilly ringroad was still quite snowy and I was concerned that I might not make it up the hill withuot getting stuck, but I gave it some extra juice and things were fine. Once I got off that bus route and onto my estate road the real fun began and after I'd got stuck a couple of times and dug myself out only to get again stuck again rather quickly, I dumped the car (only about 100 m from home!) and walked the rest of the way.

This morning Chloe and I were out building a snow man and having a snowball fight. this afternoon she was back out with her brother.

On Friday night, after a relaxing day following my 7 am touchdown from Heathrow, we had a second viewing of a house. Robin and chloe came and Kate and her kids were there to give a second opinion. The house is quite wonderful. It's very large and spacious with 5 big bedrooms (the main bedroom is very generous and even the fifth bedroom is 9" x 6.9") and there is an ensuite to the main bedroom too. The kitchen is large and modern with a utility room and dining room and there is a garage and decent sized back garden. I think the further away form Cambridge and Huntingdon you go there more you get for your money. The owner has already moved back to Wales and is keen to do a deal and as I have no chain I think it could be game on. What are the catches? Well there is a main road not too far away from the back garden and after a first viewing on a quiet saturaday morning we purposely decided the second viewing must be in rush hour, it was noisier but no too bad. I probably won't be home too much during rush hour anyway and as the noise reduction from the double glazing is excellent it would only be an issue if the windows were open. It also has oil fired heating but there is gas available in the village so I'll need to factor that in when I make an offer, tomorrow!! ;-) :-)

I also got more tropical fish this weekend, four beautiful blue Guppies, which seem very happy in the tank.

Friday, 3 February 2012

Black Tie, White Noise by Daniel Martin



Interesting read this one. Cheap Kindle book purchase by Kate but I was thinking about it myself. Not the strongest plot or the best characters but it keep me wnating to know it ended and the lead male character was such a complete tosser that he did make me LOL quite a few times!!!

Ahmedabad








My second visit to India. About four years ago I went there with my then boss and we stayed for 3 or 4 days and toured round a few companies as were were planning to hire some of their chemists on a contract basis. We now have 12 of said chemists working in the lab of one of these particular companies and so it was about time we visited again, this time with my new boss.

India is a truly amazing place. The number of people is simply mind-boggling. the trafiic and the discorganisation is frightening and yet any bumps seem to be minor. everyone uses their horn all the time and yet there seems to be very little of the road-rage we see in our "developed" country. It's not often you see carts pulled not by horses, but by camels!

There is quite a lot of deprivation. It's odd staying in a luxury hotel and opening the curtains to look down on shacks and tents where poeple live. One morning I enjoyed a few minutes watching a stray dog chasing a goat and her kid about, until the kid ran on the road and nearly perished.

I had to have a typhoid booster before I went and of course I'm on malaria tablets. on the one eveing out we had there were mosquitos around and I have a couple of bites so fingers crossed.

On the plus side ....... it was 28 degrees c when we left. After overnight travel we arrived back at Heathrow at 7 am to -4 degrees centigrade!!!

Late additions: photos show us having dinner in the open-air restaurant, complete with biting mosquitos, in the lab with our welcome flower necklaces and red spots on our foreheads, me doing the dreaded bhangra (??) dancing and another of me preaching to the masses!!!!!!!

The Waiting Roon by F G Cottam



This was one of my choices based on the theme of ghosts and because it has good reviews on Amazon. Most of it was read on planes to, from and and within India. It tells the story of a retired rock star, Martin Stride, who finds that the old railway station on his extensive estate seems to be huanted. Locomotive sounds and smells are experienced, the sound of wartime music and the sight of a "soul-less" figure. He approaches Julian Steed the world-renowned TV ghost hunter, who he does not realise is a complete fraud and only thinking of his next episode, well at the outset anyway. The first half of this story seems to meander much more than required to the point of becoming a little tiresome but the story improves considerably in the second half leading up an exciting and quite unexpected ending. Add to that a bit of a love story (!!!) and overall it was well worth a read. Enjoyed it muchly!

Friday, 27 January 2012

I really need an air miles card now.....

... because I'll be spending quite a lot of time on a plane in February!

On Monday, we have some important Japanese visitors at work. After spending a lot of the day with them I'll be out for dinner in the evening. On Tuesday I fly to India to visit collaborators. It's a flying trip (did you see what I did there, flying trip!!!) My boss and I are flying out overnight, an afternoon arranged visiting Ghandi's house and then dinner in the evening. A night in a hotel then the next day on site and we are on the overnight back to the UK. We'll land at Heathrow at 7 am on Friday morning :-(

I'll be back in the country for 10 days beofre I'm on a flight back to Japan for some meetings and then a company conference. After that ends on the friday, I've been invited to the "drinking party" (just love the Japanese!) and then the saturday we have a day trip before I fly home.

There will be pictures :-) and it is a about time that fantastic camera saw some use!!!

Wednesday, 25 January 2012

Fear .....

I like to be scared occassionally, especially when it is short-lived and I'm pretty much in control and this is worth dwelling on ........

I like to read horror stories, if anybody apart form me actually reads this blog (ad I don't think anybody does) then you would see that quite a few of the books are horror based...... but they just don't scare me like they used to do years ago and I'm starting to loose interest.

I like the odd horror movie too. The Sixth Sense must be my fav film ever but then anything I watched directed by M Night Shalaban I've loved (sixth sense, the village, signs, unbreakable, all fantastic films!). The last good horror movie I saw was Paranormal Activity. I remember watching it in my last house, I was alone and being slightly scared I remember going up to bed wishing the kids were in the house with me!!

Then there is real fear. I think I'm actually a whole lot more insecure than I dare to let myself beleive. That seems to be demonstrated on a semi-regular basis. I think the unexpected and still unexplained breakdown of marriage (but I stopped trying to work it out ages ago) followed by my first new relationship in 20 years, getting dumped on Valentine's Day because her ex proposed and then the last relationship where I caught her touting herself on the web (!!!!) have left there scars. Still, these fears are sily. It's clear the wonderful woman I'm with now is nothing like the women I've been with before and she deserves the respect of trust.

Then there is real fear. This week I found out that someone close to me is not well. It probably is n't life-threatening but ... fuck ... I'm really scared now :-(

Saturday, 21 January 2012

Perfect People by Peter James



Another one from Kate, one of her favourite authors. Was n't really up for this, did n't think it would work for me but it just goes to show you should always be prepared to try something different!! (Still on the Kindle though.)

The story of a couple who, having lost their 4 year boy to a devastating hereditery diesease, go to see a trail blazing scientist to get a "designer baby". They want a healthy boy, that's all, but given the option of improving things like diet, sleep patterns and intelligence they find themselves compelled to tweak a few things. Months later the scientist is apparently murdered by the religious cult who have swarn to kill him and the spawn from his experiements. The father to be has got drunk for an interview and told the whole world what they are up to too so they are now in fear of their lives.

They end up with twins, a boy and a girl, and quite remarkable twins at that. The story tells how they evade the clutches of the cult and deal with extraordinary children. An excellent read, difficult to put down, done in three days ;-)

That other guitar is not getting played much!!

Now before I take my Kindle to India and Japan in February I really shiould read some of the actual books that peeps bought me for Xmas :-(

Friday, 20 January 2012

The Ritual by Adam Neville


Good book this .... another on my Kindle. This one has again been on my wish list for a while and close to the top. The story of four British guys who were friends at Uni, they have lost touch quite a lot and hope to reconnect. However, they have to abort their long distance hike as one of the guys hurts his knee and the other is struggling fitness as he's overweight. So, a look at the map leads to them cutting through a massive valley with some ancient old wood in it, one of the oldest on the planet. Pretty much as soon as they find the carcass of some massive animal, hanging in the trees and stripped of it's skin, it is pretty clear that some horrible thing inhabits those trees. It is a book of two halfs really as in the first half the book chronicles their attempts to escape from the trees, lost, whilst it stalks them and kils three of them. As the fourth is on his last legs, quite literally, he is "rescued" by three young people who wear make-up as if they are part of the rock band Kiss and an old woman (the start of the second half). However it soon becomes clear that he is out of the frying pan and into the fire. Quite a scary, thrilling book, well written with characters you can relate to (one's from Yorkshire and one of the others has trouble with his temper!). Whilst a very serious book it has the odd bit of humour that had my lol'ing "here's the food, it will be aweful, we can't cook shit, we burn water" and talking to one of the younder guys Luke says "....hey Ferens, your eye-liner is running mate!"!!!

Adam Neville, I'll read more :-)

Monday, 16 January 2012

Time to move on - when is it time to move on?

I've always been pretty risk averse in life. When I've bought houses, I was always sure I could afford them and did n't stretch myself finacially. Pretty much all of my pension fund is in low risk accounts. I don't like worry, it's not nice, but if you don't ever take risks then you don't get very far.

This lovely house I'm living in here I definately have until April 26th, but then I'm at the landlord's mercy. Will he want to rent for longer? Will he put the price up? Will he decide to sell? I've moved house three times in the last two and half years already and I'm struggling to feel at home and put down any real roots in the villages I get shunted between. When I first moved to Over and hooked up with the boys from the village bike club (careful!) that was fantastic but now I barely see them since I've moved to a new village (twice!).

Had an interesting conversation with my mum at the weekend. She's a shrewd old bugger ;-). It went along these lines .... how are old you again David? (!!!) ..... 43 mother, please don't forget my birthday in May when I'll be 44 ....... Oh, so do you think you'll be able even to get a 20 year mortgage before long? ...... probably not Mum (thanks for that!) ....... (Mum pauses for thought) ...... you know there's a recession on don't you and there will never be a better time to buy a house ...... so after the three hour drive back to Cambridgeshire with plenty of time to think, then 6 days later I seem to have appointments to look at houses for sale. My mum is hilarious and wonderful, rarely criticises (but will do when I need a poke) and always has my best interests at heart.

My future lies in Warboys, I'm pretty much convinced of it. The conversation with Kate was tentative, with me definately feeling my way, but it was clear that we were both in the same place. The idea of me moving into the village and us being a lot closer geographically was very agreeable. At the same time I wanted a second opinion (needed a second opinion) when viewing new houses and I wanted her to be aware that this house could end up being one we all live in at some point down the line. You get to point nine months into a relationship were it's either completley clear that it is wonderful, or sadly, it's time to move on. So along she came and was very helpful. Whilst the dream home did not present itself on saturday I (we?) did come to some quite clear conclusions about the kind of place that would work and the areas that might not.

And she's still not running for the hills :-)

The Moonlite Mind by Dean Koontz


This was a relatively cheap (!!!) "novella" from one of my favourite authors that I bought for the Kindle. It was very readable adnd overall pretty good. The story of a boy who failed to recognise or stop the sacrifice of siblings by an eveil cult. His incredibly beautiful mother took a string of lovers in order to get what she needed to get by in life but one day hit the jackpot and married one of the world's richest men. That man appears to have been a fanatical occultist who sacrifced her children one by one starting with the smallest and working up but not quite managing it with the oldest boy. The story is written in two parts, similar to many others these day with almost alternativing chapters, one written in the present the next in the past and so on. Whilst a good story and an intriguing prospect I felt it could have been so much more (maybe as a full novel it would be?). The ending was a little disappointing and left much unexplained and the real potential depth untapped. Much better than I could ever manage though ;-) Dean's still one of my fav authors :-)

Monday, 9 January 2012

Dracula by Bram Stoker

Quite a while ago I'd downloaded the Kindle app to my iphone and started reading this but picked it up as the first book I read on my new Kindle. It is a classic and when it was written I'm sure it was nothing like anything before and it has led to whole series of rip-off's of course (I'm thinking Twilight right now!). On top of its innovative nature (at the time of publishing) it is well written and the story is strong of course. I found the olde worlde text charming and at time amusing ..... " once they returned the house and Mrs Harker had done her toilet they began the conference..." - hilarious!! On the down side I thought the climax took too long to come (!!!) and was weak in the end (again !!!). On saying that I did finish it at about three in the morning when I really should have been sleeping and probably did not have all my faculties around me!

Great book, everybody should read it :-)

Sunday, 8 January 2012

Christmas 2011

Well, it all worked rather well in the end!!

It began on the evening of Thursday Dec 22nd when Kate and I exchanged presents. We bought each other about 5 gifts and remarkably two of them coincided!! I got her a chocolate orange and a Kindle and she got me ........... well you can guess the rest!!!

I also bought her a grow your own olives set (she loves olives and likes to grow her own stuff), a Michael Bubble calendar (lol), and a book on choosing and keeping chickens (in joke, we are not having children!!).

I also received some Muse guitar picks, a lovely shirt and a set of five toy Ferrari's (again, I 'd been joking that all I wanted for Christmas was a Ferrari - I'm so lucky, I got 5, I think I'm about to cry!!).

The next day I had taken the day off work as my brother and family were coming over so I needed to clean and cook. I'd already prepared and frozen down the obligatory spaghetti bolognaise but I also made my first casserole, using starting ingredients, some of which I'd never even bought before (go me eh?). All the food was lovely. Us boys washed it down with bottles of Corona with lime slices in the top - nice!!

My Mum came across with Stephen, Pamela and Alex as well but they left in the afternoon of Xmas Eve. Tom, Robin, Chloe, Beth and I went to Christdingle at Bar Hill church, which was nice.

Beth stayed over on Xmas Eve so there were all here when we woke up (first time since the separation). Chloe had the stocking on the end of her bed that I'd prepared for her and then plenty of toys waiting in the empty fireplace. They were with me until 1 pm so we had the whole morning together. I seem to remember that once they got bored with my "help" I ended up watching Adam and the Ants songs on Youtube (bizarre, I know).

As soon as I'd dropped them off at their Mum's I was over to Lowestoft to be with Kate as her Mum and Dad had very kindly invited me Christmas dinner. When I arrived Kate was tired and stressed and the kids had not slept well and I think things were n't quite gioing to plan. However, the next day she was more like her gorgeous self and we went for a walk along the sea front (all of us including Kate's sister Emma, her husband Shane and 2 yr old son Harry). We stopped off first at Costa on the way back and then at the pub where after one drink Kate's Mum and Emma took the kids home we got to stay for a couple!!!

Back to Kate's Mum and Dad's and her Dad had prepared another feast!! An evening of great food and drink and I think everyone was tired and an early night was in order. Kate and I were on the blow-up matress in the living room again but boy, it is like no blow up matress I've ever experienced, so comfy :-)

Next day we left relatively early in two cars. I followed Kate most of the way home until she veered off to drop her kids at their other Grandma's house. I popped home and headed up to hers. We had two days of calm just to enjoy spending time together, just me, Kate oh and the wii!!! So lots of wii sports, wii olympics and Just Dance 3. Mix that with copious amounts of alcohol and we had a riot!!!

Then I had two days with my kids when we just stayed at home. They played on there new toys and played my guitar, read and surfed. Very chilled.

New Year's Eve and my kids were away but Kate's were back. So, more wii sports and just dance!! NYE was spent devouring numerous bottles of Frixeinet champers that I'd found on special offer the week before.

2011 was amazing. Sorted out the divorce, sold the enormous family home, Tom got into Leeds to read Physics following his excellent "A" level results and I found Kate (or she found me, I think!). I think 2012 could be even better ...... sun in the sky, you know how I feel :-)

Sunday, 1 January 2012

Bye bye Strat




FENDER STRATOCASTER CLASSIC PLAYERS 60 .......

This lovely guitar was deemed surplus to needs so has now departed. It was a 40th b'day present from the family and myself but I'm not playing enough to justfy two electric guitars and I've not been listening to or playing that kind of music for quite a while.

I MIGHT use some of the money to buy an acoustic but we'll see.

Meanwhile, there is a very nice young lad from London who has just got himself a smashing guitar at a great price ;-)

Play Dead by Harlan Coben



Another one from Kate this, when I told her I'd started reading it she commented that it was his first and not one of his best!!

Inspite of that I enjoyed it a lot. Based on a pro basketball player who fakes his own death because his new mother-in-law mistakenly convinces him he is his wife's half-brother. The tale takes twist after trun, is written well and the characters are engaging. it is told form the position of his wife who systematically goes about tracking down the truth. I like Coben a lot and expect to read more of his in 2012.

I also received Miracle Cure by the same author and Johan Theorin's second novel, as well as buying myself Dark Matter which was on special at amazon just before xmas. This is all well and good but quite unexpectedly the gorgoeus Kate bought me a Kindle for Xmas, which was hilarious as in complete ignorance I bought her the very same.

I had talked myself out of buying one because I though I would not take to it but the evidence of the last week is that I will, very much so, and with trips to India and back to Japan coming up in January and February I think it will get quite heavy use!!

Monday, 12 December 2011

The Da Vinci Code by Dan Brown




I've kind of half watched the film a few years ago, which means that I've probably started watching it and then not been thrilled so wandered off and done something else or I've fallen asleep! I had massively high hopes for this based on how much I'd enjoyed Angels and Demons and whilst it was good, it could not reach the heady heights provided by DB's first book due to its wonderful setting, intriguing plot and non-stop intrigue.

Set mostly in Paris, but towards the end switching to London and Scotland it is again religion-based, again based on the hero Robert Langdon, but this time with a different beautiful female sidekick. Insted of trying to save the Vatican, Langdon finds himself in the search for the Holy Grail which will confound religious teachings. Again, it is a story of codes and puzzles, and how they are solved using a series of historical clues.

Overall, a good effort and very enjoyable. If I'd read this before A&D then I think I would have thought it fab but after it, then it just did n't quite hit the mark. I'm not sure I'll be able to find the motivation to read Brown's latest offering, The Lost Symbol. Having looked through it in the supermarket it seemed to be completely about the codes and puzzles and someone who has read it suggested the same, without my prompting. Back to Harlan Coben for me!

Friday, 9 December 2011

The Shadow in the Wind by Carlos Ruiz Zafon



This was the first book I read this year. A lady I dated for a while thought it was the best book she'd ever read. We were n't together long, but that's not because of her taste in fiction.

It is undoubtedly a good book. The novel tells about the experiences of a young boy named Daniel living in Barcelona, who one day innocently comes across a book called 'The Shadow of the Wind'. After enjoying the book, he is puzzled as to why nobody, even those knowlegable in literature, seem to know anything about the novel's mysterious author - Julian Carax. It is his curiosity to discover more about the life of Julian that sets him on the path to a thrilling but equally dangerous adventure.

The characters are good and the story is good. The scenes are well described and the Barcelona setting was interesting too. For me the highlight was the character of Fermin Romero de Torres, who is hilarious. It was a page tuner, but I could put it down :-)

Friday, 25 November 2011

Juggling ...... at Christmas

Christmas is the most wonderful time of year, with time spent with loved ones, presents, food, alcohol and a good few days off work. However, before all that can start there is the juggling ...... where will you go, who will you invite, for when exactly?

The last two years I have not had my kids overnight on Xmas Eve, in fact last year I spent Xmas Eve and Xmas morning on my own until I picked the kids up from there mum's at lunchtime and we went across to my brothers. So, this year I was realy looking forward to havnig the three little scallywags here for Xmas night. However, it seems No 1 son will be going to his girlfriends, which came as a nasty shock. I emailed him back and suggested he might spread himself around a bit so me and his mum might get to see at least a little of him but no, he does n't want to split his day 3 ways. So, after much grinding of teeth and then some wise words from the very clever (as well as very beautiful) Kate, I texted him to tell him to do what he wanted and it would be fine. I did n't mean it of course, I did invite him and his gf but it seems her offer is better than ours :-(

I'm still waiting to hear if my brother, sister-in-law and nephew might be coming over on Friday 23rd / Saturday 24th. If they do Mum might be around, and as said gf has not meet them there might be more chance of Tom and her coming over. Xmas Eve and morning the kids are with me and then when I drop them off I'll be driving to Lowestoft as I've had a very kind invite from Kate's parents to join all of them for dinner. I'll be just about ready for a glass of something alcoholic by then :-)

Tuesday, 22 November 2011

Five Ways to Kill A Man by Alex Gray




Kate pushed this in my direction and I quite enjoyed it.

Set around Glasgow the double murder of a popular and successful couple seems completely separate to the serial killings of random old ladies. But as DCI Lorrimor gets closer to the truth and assailant gets closer to his own family it becomes clear that everything is linked together. Without a rollercoaster story but engaging characters, good descriptions of an area of the country that I used to live in and more than enough content I found this became difficult to put down towards the end. I'll go back to Alex Gray to read some more.

Monday, 21 November 2011

Building for a future......

It's an interesting time, for me and in fact for the whole world, in terms of financial change. With the current issues facing the Euro and the impact that could have, indeed is having, on the UK economy then lots of things seem a bit uncertain.

I feel quite lucky (although I suspect that the people around me would remind me that we make our own beds!) in that my income significantly exceeds my outgoings even after I have contributed generously towards the up-bringing of my children. On the downside, the resolution of the divorce settlement may have left me without having to contribute to a very large mortgage but it has also left me without equity. Clearly, there is a need to build up funds, which should happen relatively quickly, even without that lottery win which I know is just round the corner ;-)

BUT as everything changes and I head towards my mid-forties (or at least that is where I will be the time I've saved up a significant deposit) what does the future hold??? Is buying a place of my own really the best idea? I'm not completely sure. I do like the fact that as a tennent in my rented house if ever I find the boiler is n't working or the rain is coming for example I can just ring up the agents and it get's fixed, at no cost or fuss to me.

If I want to buy a similar place to that which I'm renting now (on a 20 year mortgage without a significant chunk of equity) then the monthly mortgage repayments would be a lot bigger than my rent, and most of that would be gifted to the bank in interest. There's much to ponder, even if I were to buy alone, and that might not be the case as my relationship with the gorgeous Kate seems to go from strength to strength, and in time we might like to bring our lives closer together.

I think there is time to think whilst I'm saving. Time to watch the economies of the world and see what happens in the uk with the buying market, and time to see how things develop with Kate. At some point, I think some money spent on an hour with my Independent Financial Advisor might be a sound investment.

Sunday, 13 November 2011

The Well by Peter Labrow




Wonderful book this one (but then for over £7 new from Amazon, it had to be!). Great flowing and imaginative story littered with well-though out characters and good sub-plots. Based on an old curse from a witch who now haunts the well and ruined buildings, two children fall in. A lady in the village, a direct descendent from a line involved in the original incident can see things and knows what is going one. Her young daughter has a great er gift. Throw into that a wanna-be pedophile stalking kids trying to help the victims and there is enough suspense to make a 12 hour flight Japan speed by. It's Labrow's first novel and I look forward to future contributions, even if they are expensive!

Yokohama




At the start of the month I had the opportunity to go to Yokohama. The Japanesepharamceutical company that I work for has this year moved from Osaka to a wonderful purpose-built facility in Shonan, not far from the city of Yokohama (and indeed Tokyo). It was my first visit there and was requested because the project I am leading is going well at an advanced stage. I flew out overnight on the saturday, arriving at my hotel late afternoon sunday and stayed until Thursday. Ob Monday i presented the project to a large auditorium of managers and young researchers. I'd had a bout 10 hours sleep in the last 72 and so scheduled to present at 3:30 in the afternoon, my performance was good, if not sparkling. Then I had two days of samller breakout meetings regarding various projects and initives between the departments in Cambridge, Japan and California. It was really great up to meet up with old friends from both sites and the Japanese guys were so hospitable as usual. A few weeks before leaving I received an email from a guy I met at a conference at the start of the year (we are friends on fb too) and he invited me out with a group of chemists to the local craft beer restaurant. Nice. The following evening I was out with a different gropu including one of the funniest Japanese guys I've ever meet. Derek, from California, had a flight to catch straight after dinner and after "a few" could not be convinced that more sake was the right thing to do. Enter Kawamoto-san ..... "But Derek, it's a-w-e-s-o-m-e dude"!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

The pictures were mostly taken from my hotel window, on the 57th floor. The square building contains the hotel (from floors 52 to 70, I think). Not my favourite place to be in an earth-quake torn area. I'd wake up in the mornings (actually, I'd been awake for hours more like!) when I'd wander over to the wall of my room that was all glass, carelessly through open the curtains and see that I was a mile up in the sky. Back away from the window David, back away from the window!!!!!

Beach Road by James Patterson




I was lent this and I'm glad I did n't pay for it even secondhand prices. I'm amazed I finished it at all but once I've started something I find it difficult to turn away. I did n't guess the ending, I think, because I was completely uninspired to think about it. My first and last Patterson??

Wednesday, 2 November 2011

............ and sleep!

We need it, we love it and when we are not getting good sleep then we really know about it in how we feel all day long. I think it is a bit like drinking lots of water in that way.

When we were kids we never appreciated it did we? We would hate to go to bed and do everything in our powers to draw out the day. As teenagers we would stay up late and lie in late to make sure we had enough. As people get older it often seems harder and harder to get a good night.

My own sleep pattern is pretty regular, and I'm a pretty good sleeper. When the light goes out, so do I, virtually every night. I tend to sleep deeply for about 5 or 6 hours and then seem to toss and turn a little as my mind resurfaces and thoughts begin to dance around. Depending on the season, the early mornnig sun coming into my room can exacerbate that. However, I'm lucky, as I said, because I know a lot of people have trouble getting good sustained sleeps and they have my sympathy.

Why this, why now? Well, I'm currently suffering from jet-lag. I'm out in Japan as I write, on a business trip and it has really screwed with my sleep routine. This was not unexpected as it has played out pretty similar to my previous visits to the Land of the Rising Sun, of which there have been about half a dozen. Flying over on Saturday night (12 hours flight) I managed about 5 hours, but then I am lucky to work for a bloody good company who pay for a business class seat. Sunday night I also managed about 5 hours but Monday night was 3 hours and last night 4 hours. I make that 17 hours sleep in the last 105 hours, about half of my norm.

On Monday afternoon I had to give a big presentation to a rather large audience made up of both senior maangers and young researchers. I'd prepared thoroughly so no surprise that it went well and I handled the questions well too. But I was shattered before I even got up to stand. I had to think really hard and be completely focussed. I seem to loose time and was surprised to find myself on the last slide. Whilst it was perfectly fine it was some distance away from the dress rehersal I did in front of my co-workers on Friday - just flat, I guess.

This afternoon in one of my meetings I turned into the proverbial nodding dog, and walking back from lunch and checking the old iphone, something I mastered a long time ago, I came within inches of loosing all my street cred by walking into a wall!!!

The jet-lag is a minor issue within loads of great things about being here. The food is always wonderful and gerenally to my tastes, I enjoy spending time with colleagues out of the office thereby getting to know them better, the science is always good and I learn loads but most of all the people are just so hospitable I find it quite humbling. Tonight I'll be taken out for dinner again and my offer to pay or contribute will certainly be turned down. One guy popped by and left me quite a few bottles of beer in a bag in my temporary office as well. I'm not sure how I'll manage to get them on the plane, but it might be best if they are within me ;-)

So, here's to good sleep, distance friends and sake!

Thursday, 27 October 2011

Seasons of change!!

Don't you just love Autumn? I love living in the uk because of the seasons. Sure, we don't get much real summer and it's often a bit cold and wet but have you seen the wonderful colours and the early morning mists we've had recently? Throw a bit of autumnal sunshine onto those and what sights they are.

I think Spring and Autumn are my favourite times of the year. In summer my hay-fever tends to kick in and I don't sleep as well due to the sun coming through my curtains so early. In May the world seems to come to life again and it's my birthday ;-) We all start dreaming what we are going to do in the summer, our holidays, weekends or even days away. As I said Autumn has the mists and the colours - great for photography and we can all start dreaming about Halloween, Bonfire night and then, ultimately, Christmas. Winter is great becasue on those dreary cold days it's a good excuse to just snuggle up with a good book.

So I love the changing seasons of this country and the variation it all brings. This weekend the clocks fall back, bring it on I say. Anyway, I won't notice because I'll be on a plane to Tokyo on Saturday night :-)

Friday, 21 October 2011

Nobody True by James Herbert



Yep, another good yarn here. Based on the story of a guy who growing up discovers how to use out-of-body experiences, only to be murdered in his early thirties whilst absent from his body. His brutal slaying is made to look like the work of a serial killer but it is not. He works this out because around the moment of his death he finds himself in the serial killers flat. Caught between life and death he battles to stop the murderer whilst discovering the betrayal of his wife and best friend who actually killed him. Great twists and turns, most of which I did n't see coming.

Tuesday, 11 October 2011

The Woman in Black by Susan Hill



Finished this last night. It's not long, about 160 pages. Whilst not a riveting read it was a better effort than "The Small Hand" by the same author which I read recently. The writing still seems quite old-fashioned and not really very captivating, it is a book I could easily put down, and often did, but managed to read it over three days (sat, sun, mon eve) so had no problem going back to it. The story revolves around a junior solicitor in bygone days who is sent to grim north to sort out the affiars of an elderly lady who has died. She lives on an island which can only be accessed when the tide is low. He first sees the ghost, the lady in black, at the funeral of the old woman and then again in the graveyard on his first visit to the island. He eventual flees the area whilst he still retains his sanity to return to London but sometime later is revisited with a bit of a kick. Decent ending.

I'm not finding these horror stories at all scary, maybe I should n't read them in the day time but should read them in the night by candlelight??!!!!

Ok, who's up next, ah Mr Herbert, an old friend.

It might take me a while to get through this one so in the meantime I'll write about the books I read in the first half of the year!

Monday, 10 October 2011

Echos From The Dead by Johan Theorin



Read this last week and a good yarn it is too. Set on the Imaginary Swedish island of Oland this was my first foray into Scandinavian thrillers (I seem to have bypassed Steig Larsson!!). Anyway the reviews on Amazon looked good with greater than 4 out of 5 stars and lots of write ups. The story is based around the disappearance of a small boy about 20 years ago and the resurrected search by his elderly grandfather, and to some extent his mother, following the arrival of one of his sandals in the post. The plot is strong; most chapters are split between the present time (1990’s) and the past based around the main suspect for the widely believed murder. The characters are engaging, the setting is well described and evocative and the twist at the end, whilst being well within the realms of reality, came as a surprise. Very enjoyable!! I look forward to reading more from Jerone.

Friday, 7 October 2011

This week in science ........

..... has been a bit surreal really. I posted earleir today about the sadness of Steve Jobs passing and that really kind of sums things up. It has been odd.

Lets start with physics shall we. Last week, we learned that some bods had sent some nutrinos from CERN in Switzerland to Italy, through rock. That in itself I thought was quite an achievement. However, they turned up early. Early? Well, the maximum speed anything is supposed to be able to travel is c, or the speed of light (as in Albert says E = mc^2). the fact that these things turned up early threatens the utter foundations of theoretical physics!! I'm glad my son Tom is just in the first week of his Physics degree at Leeds becasue the are probably re-writing the course as we speak.

As if that was n't enough, this week evidence was published that the expansion of the universe following the big bang is not slowing down, as believed for centuries, but is actually speeding up! Again, it kinds threatens the whole basis of physics. Funnily enough, there was a story that Einstein actually predicted this, but then looked at his work and screwed up the piece of paper believing it to be nonsense!!

This week the winners of the Nobel Prizes were announced. One of the prizes for medicine was awarded to Jerry Steinman from the University of Rockerfeller, New York. His work on dendritic cells was seminal in understanding how the body fights infection. Unfortunately, the morning it was announced he had won this amazing and prestigous prize (and the near £1 million that goes with it) his university announced that he had died a few days before. Normally, the Nobel committee don't award prizes posthumously, but I understand, they plan to make an exception.

For the field closest to my heart, chemistry, the prize was won by Danial Shechtman from Isreal. He discovered quasicrystals - which break all the rules of crystalinity with their perfectly ordered but never repeating units. You would have thought his discovery would have been celebrated but no, it seems not. Indeed, to quote form the BBC website ""The head of my lab came to me smiling sheepishly, and put a book on my desk and said: 'Danny, why don't you read this and see that it is impossible what you are saying,'" Dr Shechtman recounted in an interview with Technion.

The Israeli researcher was later told that he was a disgrace to the group and asked to leave.

On returning to Israel, Dr Shechtman published the results.

"Then all hell broke loose," he said.

Many scientists from around the world started telling him that they too had seen the same crystal structure.

Not everyone was convinced, however. To his dying day, Linus Pauling, the head of the American Chemical Society, said that Dr Shechtman was "talking nonsense".

But Bassam Shakhashiri, president-elect of the American Chemical Society, told BBC News: "This is how we make progress in science.

"[If] someone comes up with a discovery that we are sceptical about…we [have to] take time to verify the observations and discuss the conclusions among ourselves."

He added: "This is a really great example of the triumph of science.

"And an opportunity for all of us... who are curious about nature, to be vigilant, to be careful, and to engage in respectful debate about the interpretation of results."

NO, this is an example of when a bunch of arrogant dicks thought they knew better than the facts in front of their eyes. Sometimes, smart people can be incredibly dumb !!!!

A sad day....



This man was a genius and a visionary – and those are words I don’t use often, at all, if I’ve ever used them together before.

This guy was not some princess or a badly behaved pop star but an incredibly intelligent inventor in the modern technological era and a pioneer who was brave enough not to listen to people who said it can’t be done.

Even if you don’t use Apple products, but assuming you do use some kind of modern technology, then your life will have been enhanced by his inventions, or newer inventions based on his technologies.

The world is a poorer place for his passing.

R.I.P. Steve Jobs.

Monday, 3 October 2011

The Small Hand by Susan Hill




Yeah, this one did n't quite work for me.

So, after trawling Amazon for some good horror to read I came across a book called "The Woman in black" by the same author which seemed very highly rated. I ordered it but unfortunately Amazon have yet to grasp that Super Savery Delivery = next day (or three!) so it did not come in time for the weekend. I ended up getting this out of my local excellent Bar Hill library insted.

It is about a guy who gets lost in his car and ends up at a derelict old house where he seeks directions. There is nobody there to ask but he feels a small hand (of a child) work its way into his and hold him tightly. The rest of the book goes into his return visits, him learnig the history of the house, his travels to buy / sell antique books, his brother's involvement and the return of the feeling of the hand and how it tries to drag him into any nearby mass of water.

Whilst this was a decent enough book, the story it never feels overly novel whilst also never keeping strictly to ground already covered by other authors. However, I found it quite mundane - the pages did not grab at me with the elequence of the writing of other books I have recently (Dan B rown, A&D) and I think I probably would not have bothered with the second half had not been only 169 pages of well-spread text.

Still, I'm not sure when I last read a whole novel in a weekend !

Sunday, 2 October 2011

Bokeh ......




..... is a term used by photographers to described the blured background in portrait photos. It provides that smooth backdrop, with the main subject of the picture almost standing out in 3D, that makes some people pictures look really good. In order to achive it well you really need a specialised portrait lens, something with a focal lens of around 90 - 100 mm (human eyesight is about 50 mm) with a very small fast maximum aperture of F2.0 or less. I recently started using a Panasonic GF-1 micro four thirds camera and over the summer Olympus (with whom Panasonic stuff is interchangeable) announced the relaease of a 45 mm (micro 4/3's lens are designated with half the focal length of "normal" lenses due to the difference in sensor size - are you keeping up!) with a pretty fast maximum aperture of F1.8. What's more, it is realtively inexpensive. I chased Olympus to find which shops in the Uk would receive the first supplies and placed my order. With a last minute upgrade to next day saturday delivery I must have been one of the frist photographers in the UK to receive one. It looks cheap with it's silver paint straight out of an old airfix kit and feels like plastic (unlike the equally wonderful Panasonic Lumix 20 mm pancake I bought with my inheritence from Auntie Evelyn) but the first images I've had out of it are superb. A wise investment that I think will give much pleasure over time and record nice images of the people I am blessed to have in my life.

Friday, 30 September 2011

Angels and Demons



A cracking read this one, all 620 pages of it. I'd read a single Dan Brown some years ago, during an ill-fated week's holiday on the Isle of Wight when I spent three days in hospital with a kidney stone. On coming out I collected a copy of Deception Point, which was a good read. Because of its length A&D had stayed in the pile for a while but I got over the intimidation of its size (and it's 620 of relatively small text too!) I enjoyed every page of it. The action very quickly switches to Rome, a wonderful place I have been lucky enough to experience in real life, and spends most of it's time there, within the architectural and religeous treasures. As with the last book I enjoyed this thriller has it roots dipped pretty deeply in science based on the clash between physics and religion and the fictious (?) battle between the two. The Illuminati, a cult of scientists leading the battle against the church, through their "Hassassin" kidnap and murder four of the preferati (preferred candidates) for the vacant papacy.. In the meantime they have planted a single drop of anitimatter within the vatican and the machine stabilising it will run out of energy at midnight. Robert Langdon, hero of the Da Vinci code, and eminent academic symbologist uses his puzzle-breaking skills and cracking of the clues to save the day, but there are many unexpected twists along the way. Great characters, a wonderful setting, a fantastic plot and a style of writing that brings every page alive may well make this the best novel I've ever read. I can't believe it scores so average on Amazon. Nowt so queer as folk !!!

Thursday, 29 September 2011

..... and then it was done !!!

Yesterday the Decree Absolute dropped through my letterbox. People had told me that it would be quite an emotional day and that I would shed a tear or two, whatever. That was n’t the way it was for me. I think because the last couple of years of my marriage things were deteriorating and then it has been two weeks short of two years since I left the family home, I’d got past all of the upset. Instead, with the time it has taken for things to resolve themselves to this point, where I am divorced and my financial responsibilities to the children are my only monthly outlay beyond looking after myself, it had worked itself out of my system. I did temporarily feel a slight twang of guilt, for not feeling remorseful, but quickly kicked that into touch.

It was a wonderfully sunny and warm September day yesterday and I was due on the golf course after an early finish at work but on my way I popped home to get changed and found the post. A quick 9 holes and dinner with friends was followed with me dropping into the shop for bubbly and chocolate on my way round to Kate’s to celebrate, which we did in big style!

Wednesday, 28 September 2011

The Miracle Strain by Michael Cordy



This was the most recent book I completed, last week, I think.

Tom Carter is a DNA geneticist whose life is about to change. In Stockholm to collect his Nobel Prize (eek!) the assassin trying to take his life murders his wife. After her death it becomes clear she had a brain tumour and was likely to die anyway. With his background in genetics Tom quickly realises and proves that his 3 year old daughter has a very large chance of dying from the same brain cancer as his wife.

The assassin came from a cult whose key purpose is to identify and educate the new christ (evidently, he will not know that he is the son of god!). Their secondary objective is to remove individuals who go against God's word, and evidently messing about with DNA is a real no-no in their terms.

Tom has invented the Genoscope, a machine that can read DNA and scan people in a high through-put mode to see who carries what genes. The cult hear of this and elect to ask him to help them find the second coming. They provide DNA samples from Jesus to scan in the Genoscope. Tom agrees, believing it is only way to find the cure for his daughter's cancer before it is too late. Of course, at this point Tom has no idea that he is now working for the folks who tried to kill him and did kill his wife!

Lots of intrigue in this one with nice twists in the plot and a final kick that I did not anticipate. I enjoyed reading it a lot, although I found a real interest in the science that others might not. A good effort from the author.

It's all made up !!!

Ok so this year I started reading novels again. When I was a teenager I read a lot and now I'm having trouble remembering a lot of the stuff I read all that time ago so I thought it would be good to write a brief synopsis of stuff I read on here. If nothing else it will serve as a reminder in years to come, when I'm even older and even more forgetful :-(

Thursday, 22 September 2011

A house can be home, but it is not always the case…….

Yesterday the Miller family home was sold and my wife (very soon to be ex-wife) moved into a smaller property. It marks another landmark step in my journey from very unhappily married man to a much happier individual. With the decree absolute due through the letter box any day now, that phase of my life is almost at an end. Carol and I were together for 18 years and had many happy times and I won’t forget that. In particular three wonderful children came from the marriage, something that I’ll be eternally grateful for.

I pretty much chose the house in Swavesey when we moved down from Scotland as I was down here by myself for a while whilst our old house sold. I screened potential properties and then one weekend Carol flew down and we viewed the short-list, but I knew which one was best and it was just a case of selling its potential to her. A detached property with a very large garden left room for the extension which happened a few years ago, turning a two-bedroom house in a four-bedroom house with the most enormous living room I’ve ever seen. I stamped my mark on it in an architectural sense with a design that was inspired by the tv programs of the day and it was great (large open spaces and a real “flow”). I did not take my ideas as far as I might due to the reticence of my wife but if I had of done it would have been phenomenal.

Of course, less than two years later when we agreed we should separate after the failure of Relate counseling, for the sake of the children, I was the one who left. I’ve been pushed around to three different rental homes since then but I’m very happy in my house in Bar hill now. However, with my financial responsibilities in terms of providing a home for my children about to be significantly reduced as of next month – I start saving for my own home, if that is the direction I choose, but I think I need some sound financial advice and a good long-term plan 

Saturday, 17 September 2011

Fly fledgling, fly .........

Saturday September 17th. After I've finished this last cup of Lavazza, I'll be jumping in the car with my first born, Tom, to take him to Leeds. He starts at university there next week, reading physics.

I still remember very cearly the day he was born in Leicester Royal Infirmary, I think times like that never leave us do they? After I'd cut the cord, the mid-wife took Carol off to clean up whilst he lay on my chest and went to sleep. It must have been early afternoon as I remember I/we watched "How" and "The Flintstones". When he was just a year or so old so we got to spend lots of quality time together and really bonded as his mum started working weekends. Since then he has been an absolute joy to have around. He always been well behaved, thoughtful, kind and considerate. Those teenage years I worried about have been a breeze!

Today is going to be a real rollercoaster ride of emotions. Once I get myself back together I'm sure I'll be back to write about it :-(

So, it is sunday evening now and it has really been a rollercoaster. The trip up to Leeds was lovely thanks to the wonderful Honda. We got there and got him checked into his nice room in a nice flat, with two other lads and two girls, in a nice block, just 10 minutes walk from campus. We drove down to Morrison's and stocked up his fridge and larder. He paid, to trial his new credit card clone on my account to check it worked ok, and it did. We got back and were sat eating our sausage rolls and pasties and Tom got upset. He was struggling with the whole concept, a big wobble. To be honest, half the problem was that he had not slept well the night before partly due to Beth staying perhaps. He was tired and hitting the dip but his upset pulled at my heart strings as it must do for any parent. We talked and after a while he seemed to feel better but I could not leave him so we walked back into town to grab him a few things that we had seen he was missing. Walking back up the hill we stopped for a lovely smoothie! Back at his flat we finished unpacking his clothes and the poor lad is struggling again. We talk some more, he accepts that everything is ok really but tiredness is making everything more scarey. In the end he is on the up and I decide that with his flatmates chatting and having a real good time in the kitchen next door I might actually be doing more harm than good by hanging around. I leave, giving him a massive hug and telling him how much I love him and how proud I am, and drive on back down to Kate's. As I'm leaving a lovely girl pops out of the kitchen says to Tom, "hey, come on thorugh and chat!" so that really helps.

Evidently, he does so and enjoys their company for a couple of hours before they all head off to a party at a flat downstairs. Tom stays for a while but it's loud music and drinking which is not really his scene. He heads back but has a bad night partly because other inhabitants of the block keep waking him. So, this morning he is still shattered and struggling, to the point that he's not eating. We exchange texts and have a couple of chats. I encourage his mum to actually give him a ring as well. Mid-morning, his party animal flat mates get out of bed, they all chat for a couple of hours and then head off onto campus to get their barings and then into town. Tonight, they are out at the pub and Tom seems to have turned a corner, but he's found the change hard.

For me, that two and half drive back down from Leeds was tough. I struggled for Tom and also spent a lot of time thinking about my own father. It was hard and there were a few tears shed. Kate has been a rock, she was amazing last night in talking sense into me and making me feel better. Spending time with her and her "little people" today has also been a welcome distraction.

Tom is doing a brilliant thing by going to Leeds to study for a degree in physics. He knew it would be hard away from familiar faces, in new surroundings and possibly most importantly, away from his gf of two and a half years.

As I said, I love him immensely and am so very proud :-)

Friday, 16 September 2011

Moaning

Wow - there is so much moaning and complaining around at the moment. People just seem to need no reason at all.

As positive as I am, it does to get to you after while. People just complain all the time ..... and when something good happens, well that was just expected anyway so not worth talking about!!!

So, I thought I'd come on her and have a moan about it !!!!

Rise above it David, rise above :-)

Sunday, 11 September 2011

Wiggle-it, just a little bit !!




Saturday Sept 10th: Wiggle Cyclosportive, 65 miles required (middle distance). Diet up-date, pretty crap (14 st 5 lbs); training up-date, last minute cramming, Weather forecast, strong winds with rain around lunchtime, outlook, bloody worrying.

So, with some trepidation I got up at 6 am to meet the boys from Over Bike Club (aka The Badgers Nadgers) before 7. We were at the start well in time for the first off's but by the time we joined the queue and got away it was 08:15. There were about ten in our group and it had been suggested to me that it would split into a faster and steadier splinters. That happened after about three miles I think when we were five -Tom Ashworth and Dave Corbett (both around my age), and Rich and Rob who must have about ten years of youth over us. For quite a while we were a group, dropping off, shooting up the front and then all coming together again, but by the time of the first food stop (20 miles) it seemed to be Tom and myself. The others had not arrived before the end of our short break. After that we spent a while in big group and made good progress, which was handy as the wind was quite brutal. Hitting a short sharp hill I went to the front and having got to the top and turned the corner into the wind - crunch - the chain comes off. It took me a couple of attempts to get it back on and then there is a long hard chase on my own. Eventually, I catch them, we spend a while together and then a couple of guys from Covenry Racing Club come by going just a mile or two per hour faster. I'm onto their back wheel in a shot and manage to stay with them for maybe five miles before I tire a little and drop off. I reach the second food stop (@ 40 miles) alone, and basically unhinge my jaw and suck the whole contents of the table into my enormous mouth. I've been there a while and Tom comes in. He digs out last night Chow Mein from his pocket - classy! I hang around for him but then just I start writing a text he nips off saying "you'll catch me up in no time!". I finish the text and chase him but he's got into a group and is moving quickly, it takes a while before we come together again. About ten miles later we turn north and that strong wind is behind us, for a while we blast along but then turn back into it. Approaching a small incline I've been struggling for a few miles and really feel like it's "the wall" time. As I struggle to the top of a small-ish hill a few miles from home I look over my shoulder and Tom's dropped off. That's it, the adrenaline surges through me knowing that this is the time to really go for broke. I ride the last few miles all out, even after 60-ish miles I'm doing around 20 miles per hour and grimacing non-stop. I cross the line alone, the first from the club, the guy hands a medal to me "is that gold" I remark, feeling confident I've beaten the time the lads said would qualify, "no, they are all the same!!" He replies. Tom' rolls in only 43 seconds later according to the offical timings :-) We both get GOLD !!!!! The younger lads are about fifteen or twenty minutes after.

Two cups of the worst coffee ever, a Red Bull and a Hot Cross Bun later and I'm on my way round to the house of my dream woman, to continue a truly wonderful weekend.

Friday, 2 September 2011

Three Men in a Boat !!!!





So, this one came from left field. The guy I run with at lunchtimes, Andy (Yorkshireman!) had been to the Isle of wight cycling before and he proposed this trip. We work with Ian as well (Geordie, but still a lovely bloke!) and he's a big cyclist so when we him invited him he was well up for it.

I was up at 04:15 :-( put the newly acquired and expensive bike rack on the Honda and drove off down to Ian's in Hitchen, Andy arrived minutes later. Once all packed up with three bikes on the rack we were away fighting through the traffic of the M25 (even at 06:30 it ain't good!) and heading down to Lymington. Once there we got the bikes off the car and got ready. We boarded as foot passengers (with bikes, obviuosly) and left the car on the mainland. After a smooth 35 minute ferry ride we were on the Isle and in Freshwater. We rode on the road for a short while before hiitng a bridleway and climbing to the top of the main ridge on the island. From there, the views were awesome. We know cos we had a long time to look as I punctured near the top of the climb (only hill I was n't first to the top of, nerh, nerh, ne, nerh, nerh !!) and sat on the ridge changing the tube. Then again because too busy talking, I managed to nip the tube between the tyre and fork :-(

Once we got going again down a big chalky hill it became clear that Ian is a superb descender. After nearly coming a cropper trying to keep up with him, then easing off and nearly coming cropper again I slowed down quite a lot for the sake of safety. On saying that peddling very slowly up the next hill I managed an off!! Front tyre hits stone or bump of some kind and shoots out to the left whilst I go off bike onto right hip, ouch (falls: David 1, Andy 0, Ian 0).

The day was more straightforward after that. The morning was good riding on the chalk downs with nice views but overcast. We rode past the north of Shorwell and then hit the road from Billingham down to Chale, were we lunched on ale, nuts, crisps and lasange (veggie curry for Andy) at the pub (The Wight Mouse, get it? Hilarious eh?). At which point, the sun decided to show it's face and stayed out pretty much all day. We left the pub and did a loop to the north east of Blackgang before picking up the ridge again and heading back. Andy punctured by a field that was being cut and the guy driving the harvester took great pleasure in driving right past and covering us with dust (Punctures: David 2 Andy 1 Ian 0).

We headed back along to the pint we had come up from the north but carried on east along the ridge where the views along the coast towards the Needles were brilliant in the afternoon sun. A lovely long descent through the golf course led us to the disused railway and back to the boat. A cider for me on the way over and then the long drive back. Dropped the boys off in hitchen about 9:30 pm and then got back to Kate's by 10:45, tired but very very happy. 35 miles of good, mainly off-road riding made for a good day indeed :-)