I cant help feeling that the ‘powers that be’ are completely over the top in law making and sign posting. There is a 24/7 police presence at this site just off St James’ Square which would stop anyone from attempting to break in
Saturday, 29 November 2014
Amid allegations of sexual impropriety, sex crimes and even murder among our politicians the news comes that Thatcher knew and warned one top aide to sort his act out. This is clearly a case of the PM believing she is above the law. She had a duty as a citizen and a sworn public official to report her aide and she FAILED. She is no better than a pimp.
Currently we have David Cameron in the same position.
We have a parliament and a upper house that make the laws. We have a police force that enforces the law. Once the law has been established it is for the police to enforce it. At no time should Parliament be deciding which law breakers should be caught and which let free. NEVER!
To do this allows unscrupuless people to corrupt our legislature . We pay these people to be better than that. And we should all expect the current swatch of serious crimes to be prosecuted by the law. Anything less is a dereliction of duty.
Any interference by the government should stamped on. Dave and his henchmen are NOT above the law.
The party should never come before the law!
And now the Palace is in it up to their necks.
When I took this picture I didn't see the modern ‘Way Out‘ sign. It was only when I uploaded it to the laptop did I notice this odd juxtaposition. This sign is fantastic in design and history. It must be well over 100 years old. I wonder why London Transport, or currently Transport for London (TfL), thought it necessary to add the new sign to what is, though slightly dilapidated, a piece of art. The new sign adds no information and detracts from the ambience of the station. I think this is on the Bakerloo Line but I don’t remember which station.
Friday, 28 November 2014
If you said to me Barbara Taylor Bradford I wouldn’t have dreamed in a thousand years that I would bother to read it let alone watch the film But Having just sat and watched Everything To Gain I can say I am surprised. It is a very formulaic story. Happy family. Husband and children get murdered. Wife/mother falls apart. Determined for revenge she dupes the detective dealing with the case and falls in love. It will bring a lump to your throat and a tear to your eye.
Its a bit of a tear jerker, but worth a watch. Get a box of tissues and a bottle of wine and watch it in bed if that is your thing. You wont be disappointed. At just short of the standard 90 mins it wont take up too much of your time
This was the opening shot in the film The Blue Lamp starring Jack Warner. It is of course Scotland Yard. Most of the film was shot elsewhere.Those among us who are old enough will know it also appeared every week, I think on ATV, in the opening shot for a programme called ‘No Hiding Place’. It ran from 1959 to 1967. Starring Raymond Francis as Chief Det. Supt. Tom Lockhart. He was the MORSE of his day. Raymond never really had a commensurate success when the show ended due to his association with this programme. Another name to tickle your memory is that of Johnny Briggs who played Detective Sgt Russell and went on to a long term role in Coronation Street via a couple of Carry On films and 633 Squadron to mention but a few of his film credits. What amazes me is that I knew most of that stuff from memory, why?
I had arranged with Keith and Ann on Oakfield that they would follow me down to Braunston just in case I had a catastrophic event and couldn’t move, I didn’t fancy punting a 16 ton boat to Braunston. The trip went off with out incident. I moored outside the Boat House and Oakfield moored opposite Midland Chandlers, who by the way didn’t have the water valve I wanted.
Time for a cuppa which was supplied by Ann along with lunch. I love these two people. In the evening we all went out to dine in the Boat House. Three and a half hours we were there. It was a very good meal made all the better by the good company I keep. Thank you both. My turn next.
Thursday, 27 November 2014
A couple of weeks ago. following an ever increasing stiff Morse gear control I called on RCR to come and fit a new one which I happened to have.
I was quite impressed with the ease with which it now moves and I have enjoyed the smooth unrestricted action during the journey up here. There was one small problem, in neutral the propeller turned backwards very slowly.
I was going to spend a few days at The Old Royal Oak at Hillmorton and it was here that I decided to call RCR once again to come and sort out the adjustment of the gear cable.
The problem was not as simple as that! After adjustment the fault was still apparent. The engineer then called the chap who came out two years ago when the gear box spat all its oil out at Stoke-on-Trent and again in Marple. He is the RCR gear box expert. His diagnosis was the clutch was buggered.
The gear box would have to go to Derby for replacement of the clutch. This would take about 5 days. I didn’t plan on staying at the Royal Oak that long so here I am back in Braunston. Close to a pub , close to a shop and close to a bus into Daventry. Ho hum!
Tuesday, 25 November 2014
Saturday, 22 November 2014
Friday, 21 November 2014
Thursday, 20 November 2014
Despite the new mooring rules rolled out last year, to ensure that everybody gets a’ fair share’ of visitor moorings at honey pot sites, people are still mooring leaving huge spaces between boats.
This is not only wasteful of the limited space available, but disrespectful of other boaters. Often boaters cite privacy as the reason, theirs or the other boaters, but what privacy? When you are inside your boat you have all the privacy you need,. If you need more privacy go home!
At Thrupp wasteful mooring can take up enough space to moor another 120 feet of boats.
I have moored on rings already in use and the user has come out and complained, not understanding the problem he is causing. We do not have the luxury of space. If you want to moor and have privacy then you should moor out in the country, I know I do when I want ‘privacy’. If you want to moor in congested places then your privacy goes out of the window. Don’t be precious about privacy, If it’s privacy you want feck off and buy an island.
Maybe a graphic like these two could be placed at the said honey pot sites to encourage sharing rings or bollards rather than wasting 20-30 foot spaces between boats.
Wednesday, 19 November 2014
Tuesday, 18 November 2014
Monday, 17 November 2014
Sunday, 16 November 2014
So here I am at Weedon! This little place has five pubs, my oldest daughter works in one of them, but not tonight.
The Plume of Feathers doesn’t do food on Sunday evening, but does have live music. I did want food and didn’t want live music, especially as it was so unnecessarily loud. Why, oh why, oh why do pub musicians have to play so loud you can’t have anywhere near a normal conversation. Yes he was good but he would have been better if I could have ordered my pint without having to shout at the top of my voice.
Needless to say I left without ordering my pint, which is a shame really because a friend of mine entered the bar as I walked out.
Some years ago I used to play in pubs and I never played so loud that customers were deafened.
Saturday, 15 November 2014
Most of us know this as BIG BEN although that is really the name of the bell in the tower. It started life as St Stephens Tower in 1858 and has history as that. It is often called the ‘Clock Tower’, The West Tower and now has a new name.
Following the Queen’s Jubilee it has been renamed Elizabeth Tower. Are there not enough towers, building, roads, play parks etc named after the country’s senior old biddy without having to rename existing iconic landmarks? All this achieves is a “What was it called” question in future ‘O’ level history exams. I bet question setters can’t wait for this current crop of primary school kids to grow up!
Even so, I think, people will still call it BIG BEN!
Friday, 14 November 2014
Thursday, 13 November 2014
….when rivers rise and race, canals freeze over. Enforcement Officers, sometimes overly zealous, may ask you to move on when that really is not the best or safest thing to do.
It is important to remember that it’s your boat and you pay the insurance and are responsible for complying with the conditions of the policy. You are the ‘captain of the ship’. If you feel that it is unsafe to move your boat then you should not move it.
Irrespective of the need for the EO to do his job he has NO responsibility for the safety of your boat. That’s your job and you should exercise your command over the situation.
Accept no cajoling or threats from anyone.
Wednesday, 12 November 2014
Tuesday, 11 November 2014
Richard Parry said recently, “It doesn't matter what people call us as long as they don't call us BW”.
So what do you call them?
The Canal and River Trust is the title, but we live in a world of abbrieviations.
The initials of the trust are CART. People use this in a derogatory fashion, ;We are in the CART now’, or CaRT, but in all seriousness it is very childish for adults to be so petty.
I ask you when referring to QE2, Her Majesty the Queen do we say HMtQ or HMTQ or HMQ?
I can’t think of any one who, if it were their way to use such abbreviations, would use HMTQ or HMtQ. It would normally be HMQ and rightly so.
So why are we intent on CART/Cart when CRT is probably the more correct way to make reference to the Trust. After all we live in a world of TLAs.
Monday, 10 November 2014
That’s a 1939-1945 Star, the Africa Star with 8th ARMY clasp, the Italy Star, the Defence Medal and a War Medal with MID, there is no ID around the edge.
While I was yomping around London I happened to cross Holborn Viaduct. This holds a place in my past as the home of the London Evening Standard the first job I had after leaving school. I knew it was coming so I was looking forward to seeing my old work place. They were knocking it down and little was left.
Saturday, 8 November 2014
Its a fair old distance from London to Milton Keynes. It means 68 locks 1 swing bridge and a whole lot of speeding up and slowing down and a certain amount of frustration.
One notable frustration was after I passed the Globe Inn in Leighton Buzzard. I heard a voice from above which turned out to be a lady boater of my acquaintance. A little way along the canal I met a hire boater. He nodded and said hello, but nothing else.
A little further along still an oncoming boat was giving me no space even though the canal was wide. I recognised the boat which had frequented Thrupp during the summer.
The lady onboard called out as she passed. “There is a boat adrift up ahead. We have been grounded for the last hour trying to pass, this is why we are keeping over we don't want to get stuck again”, she said. Her logic astounds me.
So now I have passed two people who are aware of a drifting boat. (the hirer must have been there as well as he was so close to the other boat). Neither of them made any effort to re-tie the boat.
When I arrived on the scene the boat DAVRO, a good 60 foot, was right across the canal. The side hatch, as you can see, was open and with a persex insert, surely they would not have gone out with the hatch open. I had no other choice than to secure the boat. I moored with a centre line and a pin.
I boarded the boat along the gunnel to get a rope. I noticed the slide was insecure. I called in, nothing! I picked up the centre line and made to step off the boat when a very bewiskered head popped up out of the slide.
He asked, “What’s happening?” I explained. “Never heard a thing,” he said. We secured the boat and I was on my way.
What amazes me is that the other two boats did not try secure the boat.
It was nothing special we all would do exactly the same thing. People are always telling me about drifting boats, but they never try to tie them up. I tie up two or three a year so why cant the people who tell me, just do it? Why do they assume that it is someone else’s job?
Thursday, 6 November 2014
Tuesday, 4 November 2014
During the last week I went to see the Poppies in the Tower of London. I was not very impressed. Oh its not the poppies but the organisation. The public were not allowed in one section because, “We are trying to set up a one way system.” They failed. The exhibit has been open a few weeks now, I would have thought it would have been sorted by this stage of the game.
I noticed that there seemed to be a lot of policemen present who were not really helping. Would have thought that there were more important things the police could be doing like catching criminals or stopping Jihadists getting back into the country, but no marshalling poppy watchers was the days order! They can be tricky them poppy watchers.
I found the Merchant Navy Memorial, which is on the other side of the road, far more interesting. The irreverance of screaming kids and mothers was a bit of a put off, but I survived.
Later in the week I went to Parliament Square where the Occupy protesters were protesting the week before. This week its all fenced off and no protests allowed. So much for democracy.
St James Square is where Yvonne Fletcher was shot outside the Libyan Embassy. Can you believe it was thirty years ago I then walked up to the Bomber Command Memorial in Green Park.
If you want to go get the tube to Hyde Park and walk through the Wellington Memorial Arch. Or go to Green Park Stn and turn right as you come up the ramp into the park.
This is the Australian Memorial. I had never heard of it. Its on the same square as Wellington. The wall contains a long list of place names. The main places are made by making some letters a slightly different white. Then after all that history some of mine. I used to hang around there in the sixties when I worked in that part of London. Its not the same.
There could have been lots of stars of today there but I wouldn’t have known. In the sixties I would have seen them from the other end of the street.
Sunday, 2 November 2014
Saturday, 1 November 2014
The shame is many of her employees have to collect food stamps to live.
It would take over 600 years just to count to 23 billion out loud.