I was taken by the way life is led in Italy. Not perhaps in Rome but in Bologna which I found to be a most charming city. It is a trap that one can often fall into when on holiday and you think about the idyllic life, a "lifestyle" business venture. The restaurant was a case in point.
The chef, as we left, was sat at the table, drinking a beer and possibly a Grappa, smoking, playing cards with some locals. We customers were left to finish off our drinks, shake hands with him and the waiters and wander away after a memorable experience that cost far less than a meal, a night at the theatre etc :-) For a reasonable amount of money we had spent a gastronomic and entertaining evening in the company of people who not only enjoyed what they did, but shared that joy with you. It was infectious as they were passionate about food and if you asked a question they delighted in telling you where the food came from, how it was prepared and so on. When you said that you enjoyed some particular part they beamed from ear to ear with pleasure and gratitude. Their work was done, it was the thrill a performer gets from applause, the comedian gets from laughter. It had nothing to do with Michelin Stars or anything like that. There is no huge tourist industry in Bologna and so many people were Italian and so this was no show for the tourist either.
What impressed me was the genuine joy of this one restaurant in the world, in a tiny back street, in a place that not many tourists go - there was no rip off pricing or difference between one and another, we paid what the locals paid and we enjoyed and joined in with the experience as much as they did. Frankly this attitude is rare in the UK. I think you do find it in small out of the way places and quaint villages. I've seen something approaching this in the deep in the country pubs where enthusiasm and home fare make a pleasant change from the city and townscape pervaded by chain shops. All High Streets look the same with their Costa, Starbucks, Dominos, Tesco, Sainsburys, McDonalds and so on. You can go to any town or city in the UK and they all look like each other. That cannot be said for Italy or France for example.
There's no identity in the UK, no personality no passion for service although where you do find the odd pocket of it, they tend to thrive. Small restaurants with a reputation tend to be where it is at.
There's also a line between living and running a business to balance things too I think. I imagine that the restaurant we went to was successful and that he made a reasonable living as did the waiters and staff. It wasn't being made into a chain or franchise, it was what it was, had been always stuck away down a back street and there was no need to make so much money as people were satisfied with what they had.
It's an interesting set of variables to be added to my review of what I want to do next. Without doubt this chap was really good at what he did and his staff were as passionate about food,drink, service etc as he was and that made a huge difference. I doubt anyone was paid mega money either but being at work, enjoying their jobs and enjoying a laid back life just seemed to do it for me. Something that allowed you to express yourself like that and to have the environment (and that's also important) to not be expected to be constantly climbing the greasy pole also play a part.
Wednesday, September 19, 2012
Wow Spammed
In my inbox loads of comments for this blog but none appear here. Good old Blogger software managed to pick out the spammy nature of the comments and not one of them got through. Yipee.
Back from Southampton before midnight which is pretty good I have to say. We were expecting a 1 am return but the roads were clear both ways and we had a good journey. Have to say that it was a good meeting and the food was nice, if anything there was a bit too much time between meeting and food but they needed to set that up so I had a few more Gin and Tonics than normal - in fact, it has become my latest tipple. Normally I'd have a scotch but I find a nice long Gin really hits the spot!
Had a brief chat with Flocky Bicep this evening on the way home, at least I got some of the frustration of my present doldrums experience off my chest.
Back from Southampton before midnight which is pretty good I have to say. We were expecting a 1 am return but the roads were clear both ways and we had a good journey. Have to say that it was a good meeting and the food was nice, if anything there was a bit too much time between meeting and food but they needed to set that up so I had a few more Gin and Tonics than normal - in fact, it has become my latest tipple. Normally I'd have a scotch but I find a nice long Gin really hits the spot!
Had a brief chat with Flocky Bicep this evening on the way home, at least I got some of the frustration of my present doldrums experience off my chest.
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Southampton Later Today
Looking forward to a trip out with Flocky Bicep to Southampton. It should be a great afternoon and evening and the menu looks good. Let's hope it lives up to its billing.
The bathroom is beginning to look pretty good now, just some minor painting to go to achieve a finished off showroom look. My brother-in-law needs to come back and do some fixing of blanking pieces and once that's done we should be there or thereabouts.
Trying to work my way through the dilemma of what to do next and that was spurred on by conversations yesterday. I certainly wouldn't mind getting a grip on what I want to do and started on my big mind map adding a new section that looks at just giving up my life today and doing something completely different (a la Monty Python!). It will either get it out of my system or trigger other ideas. Indeed, the main thing is that it will allow me to explore these ideas and analyse them and bring them into the mix as some sort of balance against the other areas I have explored, or started to.
It's perhaps one of the strangest things ever, not knowing quite what to do next. It's never really happened in the past - I've had my moments for sure but this is really a strange place to be. It's almost a blank sheet of paper moment.
The bathroom is beginning to look pretty good now, just some minor painting to go to achieve a finished off showroom look. My brother-in-law needs to come back and do some fixing of blanking pieces and once that's done we should be there or thereabouts.
Trying to work my way through the dilemma of what to do next and that was spurred on by conversations yesterday. I certainly wouldn't mind getting a grip on what I want to do and started on my big mind map adding a new section that looks at just giving up my life today and doing something completely different (a la Monty Python!). It will either get it out of my system or trigger other ideas. Indeed, the main thing is that it will allow me to explore these ideas and analyse them and bring them into the mix as some sort of balance against the other areas I have explored, or started to.
It's perhaps one of the strangest things ever, not knowing quite what to do next. It's never really happened in the past - I've had my moments for sure but this is really a strange place to be. It's almost a blank sheet of paper moment.
Monday, September 17, 2012
The Dilemma
Is taking so long to resolve itself. It's all connected I think to me getting Cancer because whilst I was careering along with my career it all seemed so fluid and connected and integral and part of a plan that I had when I was younger. I'd worked my way up and got to a point of confidence to go my own way and had for a number of years managed to make a decent living (thank you very much) out of what I did. Then two things happened. One was a change in the way that businesses were being treated and viewed by the Tax man and the other was, as I now recognise, the beginning of me being ill.
The Tax man was easy enough to deal with, I had to change the way that the company worked and whilst it was awkward it meant that my work load slowed and the stress went down but also I started to slow down and I started to get short tempered and not particularly likeable and then reined that in and took an employed job. Not long after that the cancer presented itself and lo and behold my life was turned upside down - as the common parlance goes.
Since then, it has been a journey that has shown me the best and worst in people. It has taken me from people who thought they were running a multi million dollar business but only had £16 in the bank! It took me to a charity where there were seriously worse off people than me and that gave me an opportunity to heal from the first disastrous venture and then of course came two years (or more) of Doddle. That's been a real eye opener, it's proved many things to me but it has left me with more questions than answers. Of the answers - I know that I've got the right stuff to build an effective business and pull all the components together. the work that was conducted is to a very high standard and as many people have commented, they are very surprised that we didn't get funding but then again, many of these people haven't ever gone through a funding round.
There's miles of IP we developed but whether I'd be prepared to go through all of that again without getting paid for it is questionable. Indeed, that's the interesting thing about it. I've got all that experience that could be delivered but of course the majority of people who need that level of expertise are not in a position to pay for it!
So what's on the table? Well I can pretty much do anything I want to do as long as it brings in some cash. Somehow, now, it has to suit me. By that I mean it needs to revolve around what I want to do. I'm still in a different place to those around me and Monza, for example, just proved that you should get out there and enjoy yourself - I'd procrastinated long enough and just went for it. I'm sort of held back, not free, I have "obligations" and that's also difficult in determining what to do. Surely there comes a time, somewhere along the line, where you are no longer needed and instead of being the dutiful provider bit you just get the hell out and do your own thing. The line between domesticity and freedom are being tested and barriers are being pushed as this is part of the exercise of what to do next. In an ideal, blank paper situation, I'd be looking for something that I can do for the next 10 years or so heading towards retirement. I'm working on the theory that having had cancer once, I'm pretty much likely to be more susceptible in the future (even though that may not be so) but it is likely that I'm not going to make it into my 80s and so I need to get plenty of things in within the next 10 to 20 years.
So, I'm limiting myself in my expectations to domesticity and not to freedom and perhaps I need to inject that freedom argument into my mind map sheet which is growing day by day analysing the various ideas and putting them into context. Everything should be in and I've not been doing that "blue sky thinking" or "out of the box" thinking we used to do in workshops?
It's another "argument" to be tabled and that's the whole point of setting stuff out even the illogical and the downright absurd - there should be no idea is a bad idea philosophy applied to all ideas. Once all these are in, then you can start to argue the pros and cons. Because I haven't wanted to explore the secondary aspect, I haven't been giving myself a chance to review it and so have been feeling a little lost at sea with the process. I should know better than this but of course, no one wants to consider things which may be unsavoury or may not be nice things to do. Now I realise I should explore all these avenues as I can close them down or follow them as needed.
The Tax man was easy enough to deal with, I had to change the way that the company worked and whilst it was awkward it meant that my work load slowed and the stress went down but also I started to slow down and I started to get short tempered and not particularly likeable and then reined that in and took an employed job. Not long after that the cancer presented itself and lo and behold my life was turned upside down - as the common parlance goes.
Since then, it has been a journey that has shown me the best and worst in people. It has taken me from people who thought they were running a multi million dollar business but only had £16 in the bank! It took me to a charity where there were seriously worse off people than me and that gave me an opportunity to heal from the first disastrous venture and then of course came two years (or more) of Doddle. That's been a real eye opener, it's proved many things to me but it has left me with more questions than answers. Of the answers - I know that I've got the right stuff to build an effective business and pull all the components together. the work that was conducted is to a very high standard and as many people have commented, they are very surprised that we didn't get funding but then again, many of these people haven't ever gone through a funding round.
There's miles of IP we developed but whether I'd be prepared to go through all of that again without getting paid for it is questionable. Indeed, that's the interesting thing about it. I've got all that experience that could be delivered but of course the majority of people who need that level of expertise are not in a position to pay for it!
So what's on the table? Well I can pretty much do anything I want to do as long as it brings in some cash. Somehow, now, it has to suit me. By that I mean it needs to revolve around what I want to do. I'm still in a different place to those around me and Monza, for example, just proved that you should get out there and enjoy yourself - I'd procrastinated long enough and just went for it. I'm sort of held back, not free, I have "obligations" and that's also difficult in determining what to do. Surely there comes a time, somewhere along the line, where you are no longer needed and instead of being the dutiful provider bit you just get the hell out and do your own thing. The line between domesticity and freedom are being tested and barriers are being pushed as this is part of the exercise of what to do next. In an ideal, blank paper situation, I'd be looking for something that I can do for the next 10 years or so heading towards retirement. I'm working on the theory that having had cancer once, I'm pretty much likely to be more susceptible in the future (even though that may not be so) but it is likely that I'm not going to make it into my 80s and so I need to get plenty of things in within the next 10 to 20 years.
So, I'm limiting myself in my expectations to domesticity and not to freedom and perhaps I need to inject that freedom argument into my mind map sheet which is growing day by day analysing the various ideas and putting them into context. Everything should be in and I've not been doing that "blue sky thinking" or "out of the box" thinking we used to do in workshops?
It's another "argument" to be tabled and that's the whole point of setting stuff out even the illogical and the downright absurd - there should be no idea is a bad idea philosophy applied to all ideas. Once all these are in, then you can start to argue the pros and cons. Because I haven't wanted to explore the secondary aspect, I haven't been giving myself a chance to review it and so have been feeling a little lost at sea with the process. I should know better than this but of course, no one wants to consider things which may be unsavoury or may not be nice things to do. Now I realise I should explore all these avenues as I can close them down or follow them as needed.
Well that took ages
My mate dropped me a line as I was struggling with getting the side panel on the bath - it was about 1 or maybe 2 mm too large caused by one of my tiles slightly rising at the edge of the wall, just a fraction. I tried to drill the tile but it almost caused my drill bit to burn out such is the nature of them. So the next thing to do was to decide whether to shave a bit off of the bath or off of the side panel. Well the side panel has a return on it that I reckoned could be sanded a bit but not taken away - so I took a little off of that - as much as I dare but it wasn't enough so had to work on the under sill of the bath return. So far so good but it is in the corner and a plane wont reach neither would a rasp and my small sander could just about reach. So I had to sand this thing down bit by bit and use my modelling knives to shave off small bits at a time.
It was then my colleague suggested that I " focus on the finish line."
I responded in kind with this:
Which was exactly like it felt after I worked for close to 4 hours to fit the damned thing. It looks absolutely brilliant now though :-) The worst bit after the rubbing down and endless fittings was to lie on my back and fix the holding brackets to the bath. Somehow the instructions were wrong once again and there wasn't 4 anchor points, just three so I had to "adapt" the 4th to make things work. It looks a treat now and the bathroom is starting to look really good. I managed my first shower this morning and was suitably impressed with it, the shower screen working well from the inside and keeping out the water yet it doesn't look terribly convincing from the outside.
Had a long chat with my business partner today and we discussed this - I had written to an old friend that " Doddle has changed the career landscape for me in many ways and so deciding what to do next is taking a little time." We both agreed that things are not quite what we expected them to be at the moment but neither of us had any answers as of yet. It was good, as always, to chat it through. Both of us had cancer at the same time and we have an interesting set of similar experiences. Onwards and upwards.
It was then my colleague suggested that I " focus on the finish line."
I responded in kind with this:
Which was exactly like it felt after I worked for close to 4 hours to fit the damned thing. It looks absolutely brilliant now though :-) The worst bit after the rubbing down and endless fittings was to lie on my back and fix the holding brackets to the bath. Somehow the instructions were wrong once again and there wasn't 4 anchor points, just three so I had to "adapt" the 4th to make things work. It looks a treat now and the bathroom is starting to look really good. I managed my first shower this morning and was suitably impressed with it, the shower screen working well from the inside and keeping out the water yet it doesn't look terribly convincing from the outside.
Had a long chat with my business partner today and we discussed this - I had written to an old friend that " Doddle has changed the career landscape for me in many ways and so deciding what to do next is taking a little time." We both agreed that things are not quite what we expected them to be at the moment but neither of us had any answers as of yet. It was good, as always, to chat it through. Both of us had cancer at the same time and we have an interesting set of similar experiences. Onwards and upwards.
Sunday, September 16, 2012
Bringing it all back together
It's difficult to determine where I am right at the moment. It's a strange place and I'm stuck in some doldrums (perhaps of my own making). The bathroom and going to Monza have been a distraction and in a way a pleasant distraction. At least I've decided not to head back into my earlier life in Electrical / Plumbing for a living, it's just such hard work and I no longer have the appetite for it. It was nice to go back and do a bit of it I suppose but in reality, it would have been better to have had someone in to do more of it than we did.
I have been trying to work out quite what to do with myself from now onwards and I can't get to an answer. Much of this is to do with levels of commitment and in addition not wanting to get involved in corporate life again knowing full well that I would probably end up giving someone a slap. I'm disenchanted with lots of things these days and these include my hobbies, my own life and just about everything. Monza cheered me up no end, it was after all a holiday and it was amazing and interesting and crazy so that's fine but it's not real life.
I've started to look at whether the genealogy business could bear fruit. I suppose it could, I'm good at it, I've been doing it for years and perhaps it would interest me as I enjoy research. And yet again, something is nagging at me not to do this. I'd like to work abroad again but doing what? I just can't get to a conclusion and whilst I think I know why that might be I'm a little worried about picking at the scab and exposing what could be lurking underneath all of this. I'm a little frightened about what I'm going to find and what answers I may have to arrive at.
That said, I suppose there is a need to confront these thoughts and inner demons somehow. I'm out a couple of days this week and I might get some think time in. At the moment, I really could do with getting past this barrier and moving on and making some decisions. If not for me then for everyone around me.
I have been trying to work out quite what to do with myself from now onwards and I can't get to an answer. Much of this is to do with levels of commitment and in addition not wanting to get involved in corporate life again knowing full well that I would probably end up giving someone a slap. I'm disenchanted with lots of things these days and these include my hobbies, my own life and just about everything. Monza cheered me up no end, it was after all a holiday and it was amazing and interesting and crazy so that's fine but it's not real life.
I've started to look at whether the genealogy business could bear fruit. I suppose it could, I'm good at it, I've been doing it for years and perhaps it would interest me as I enjoy research. And yet again, something is nagging at me not to do this. I'd like to work abroad again but doing what? I just can't get to a conclusion and whilst I think I know why that might be I'm a little worried about picking at the scab and exposing what could be lurking underneath all of this. I'm a little frightened about what I'm going to find and what answers I may have to arrive at.
That said, I suppose there is a need to confront these thoughts and inner demons somehow. I'm out a couple of days this week and I might get some think time in. At the moment, I really could do with getting past this barrier and moving on and making some decisions. If not for me then for everyone around me.
Almost there, almost there
I finished off the grouting and filling, the radiator is on without any major upset, one tiny leak and that was the lot, even the toilet roll holder is on but not the towel rail which is too small! Mrs. F. is painting and I have switched on the hot water to run the shower but perhaps will wait until the morning to actually do that. The blind is also in place so no one can see in, not that they can, but we have a front facing bathroom - unusually.
After a few showers have happened I can check to make sure that my handiwork from yesterday, refitting the overflow has stopped any leaking and then I can put on the side panel of the bath. Mrs. F. has ordered the vanity unit mirrored cupboard and the shower tidy all of which I can fit later this week.
Just a few little bits to go and we have out bathroom back. It will be time then for me to start on the downstairs WC which needs a lot of work to sort it out. Will it never end.
I'm now retiring hurt for the day :-)
After a few showers have happened I can check to make sure that my handiwork from yesterday, refitting the overflow has stopped any leaking and then I can put on the side panel of the bath. Mrs. F. has ordered the vanity unit mirrored cupboard and the shower tidy all of which I can fit later this week.
Just a few little bits to go and we have out bathroom back. It will be time then for me to start on the downstairs WC which needs a lot of work to sort it out. Will it never end.
I'm now retiring hurt for the day :-)
Saturday, September 15, 2012
Instructions and the art of reading them
I'm a great believer that you should read the instructions. However, having done so and installed my concealed cistern and now the shower screen I may reconsider. You see the screen doesn't look right - it would do if I were to site it where I though it should be on the edge of the bath but they suggest 15mm in and that's what I did and it looks damn awkward there. The Cistern gave a height that when installed at means that the handle is a little lower than I expected and it looks out of balance.
Anyway, I managed to find out why the overflow was leaking and spent about 1 1/2 hours carefully filing open the overflow to fit the chrome insert. I found that it had a small raised edge that wasn't seating properly. After filing it out, I finally made it all fit and no leaks! Yipee. The screen is in, the new window sill is in, the tiling is all done and I managed to do the silicone beading which looks great. The threshold into the room is installed and we are just about ready to do the final touches tomorrow to make it finally usable. A new blind, the radiator, towel rail and other furniture etc will all make a big difference. If there are no more leaks after some more rigorous tests I can put on the side panel and the room will be all but finished apart from painting the door.
Off to bed now as I'm absolutely knackered :-)
Anyway, I managed to find out why the overflow was leaking and spent about 1 1/2 hours carefully filing open the overflow to fit the chrome insert. I found that it had a small raised edge that wasn't seating properly. After filing it out, I finally made it all fit and no leaks! Yipee. The screen is in, the new window sill is in, the tiling is all done and I managed to do the silicone beading which looks great. The threshold into the room is installed and we are just about ready to do the final touches tomorrow to make it finally usable. A new blind, the radiator, towel rail and other furniture etc will all make a big difference. If there are no more leaks after some more rigorous tests I can put on the side panel and the room will be all but finished apart from painting the door.
Off to bed now as I'm absolutely knackered :-)
Friday, September 14, 2012
Easy but messy
Shower kit is installed and ready to go, it looks quite good but can only be used properly when the screen is installed. At least it is beginning to look like a bathroom now and the potential is there but every time I do some work I throw up dust and debris and so the floor and surrounds are covered in a thin film of dust once again :-)
Let's hope I can make sufficient inroads this weekend to finish off the dirty work so we can get on and paint and finish it.
Now to try and start to clean up my office which has been used as a workshop for the past 4 or 5 weeks!
Have a lot of things to get through and little time to do them.
Let's hope I can make sufficient inroads this weekend to finish off the dirty work so we can get on and paint and finish it.
Now to try and start to clean up my office which has been used as a workshop for the past 4 or 5 weeks!
Have a lot of things to get through and little time to do them.
Off out this afternoon
So I am planning, in an hour or so, to fix the shower riser pole and have that done ready for tomorrow when I'll fit the bath/shower screen. It will then make the bathroom functional but not complete. It needs 24 hours to set the silicone around it and then it will be done. Perhaps I can get the majority of the bathroom complete by then and I just need my brother in law to return to so some minor finishing off.
I have to do some more checking, or rather final checking, to make sure that the bath isn't leaking especially around the overflow which is my greatest worry. If it is clear - and it has been all this week - I will then put the side panel on, which gives a finished look and also adds some integrity to the bath side. I have the radiator to go on and some of the bathroom furniture too.
So a full on weekend. This afternoon I'm off to Surrey with Flocky Bicep for a meeting. We are guests and the nice thing about that is that we will be treated to a nice meal and some drinks :-) Hopefully we wont get back home too late.
I'm working on what to do next. It is extremely difficult to work out what to do. I have some ideas and some thoughts about what I'd like to do and yet none of it makes much sense to me at the moment. The basic logical thinking it through approach is helping get the questions and some of the options out and I'm using mind mapping techniques to do this but I'm not exactly getting anywhere fast on this. I think the "disappointment" of the last two encounters has re-enforced what I feel about the majority of jobs and employers these days and it makes me sad that people you feel you should respect show me none. I've got to a position in life where I don't take, or have to take, any sh1t from anyone any more :-). By that I mean that anyone who treats me like dirt or hasn't got even the commonest sense of manners will find it difficult to work with me. There you go, high horse time :-) I think I've just got to that point where what matters (and I'm not sure I still understand that even now) is to have an enjoyable life, little stress and certainly not to have to work with idiots ever again.
Perhaps I set my sights too high? I'm sure I'll get to the answer and, if the truth be known, I probably intuitively know what that answer will be. Maybe I'm just not prepared to accept that truth. Something keeps saying to kick it all in to touch, drop all the things I do now and have a fresh start. That's liberating and frightening all at the same time and probably a bit fanciful. Oh well, once the bathroom is done I can concentrate on these thoughts and actually get on and do something.
I have to do some more checking, or rather final checking, to make sure that the bath isn't leaking especially around the overflow which is my greatest worry. If it is clear - and it has been all this week - I will then put the side panel on, which gives a finished look and also adds some integrity to the bath side. I have the radiator to go on and some of the bathroom furniture too.
So a full on weekend. This afternoon I'm off to Surrey with Flocky Bicep for a meeting. We are guests and the nice thing about that is that we will be treated to a nice meal and some drinks :-) Hopefully we wont get back home too late.
I'm working on what to do next. It is extremely difficult to work out what to do. I have some ideas and some thoughts about what I'd like to do and yet none of it makes much sense to me at the moment. The basic logical thinking it through approach is helping get the questions and some of the options out and I'm using mind mapping techniques to do this but I'm not exactly getting anywhere fast on this. I think the "disappointment" of the last two encounters has re-enforced what I feel about the majority of jobs and employers these days and it makes me sad that people you feel you should respect show me none. I've got to a position in life where I don't take, or have to take, any sh1t from anyone any more :-). By that I mean that anyone who treats me like dirt or hasn't got even the commonest sense of manners will find it difficult to work with me. There you go, high horse time :-) I think I've just got to that point where what matters (and I'm not sure I still understand that even now) is to have an enjoyable life, little stress and certainly not to have to work with idiots ever again.
Perhaps I set my sights too high? I'm sure I'll get to the answer and, if the truth be known, I probably intuitively know what that answer will be. Maybe I'm just not prepared to accept that truth. Something keeps saying to kick it all in to touch, drop all the things I do now and have a fresh start. That's liberating and frightening all at the same time and probably a bit fanciful. Oh well, once the bathroom is done I can concentrate on these thoughts and actually get on and do something.
Thursday, September 13, 2012
Bathroom Blues
Well black, white and reds actually. Reality day today and got back into the finishing touches. It was grouting day today and filling in all the little dinks and dents ready for painting. My hands ache like hell as it is slightly different doing wall tiles to floor tiles and I had to work a fair amount in really difficult conditions stretching over the bath. All done now but spent most of the day at it and no lunch either.
Am now finished and cleared up and awaiting it all drying out and I should be able to get the shower in on Saturday ready for use on Sunday - well that's the plan!
It is strange being back home again after such an eventful weekend. I have managed to book a holiday with Mrs. F. and my mum is coming along too. We are going to go to the Northumberland coast, near Berwick-upon-Tweed. It is an area we have always wanted to visit. My mum hasn't been to the sea since A and I took her and dad to Hunstanton some years back. Looking back, dad wasn't great on his feet then and perhaps was already ill?
I have booked a place that is yards from the sea so we can wander out at any time onto the beach. It is unfortunate that we will be bringing mum home the day before dad's birthday and we wont be there for that. I had hoped that we would be away at that time and do something like have a meal but will have to think of something else.
Interestingly mum had a bad day yesterday and yet I don't tend to have had any bad days. I have a picture of my dad nearby but it cheers me up more than makes me sad. He'd have been most impressed that I went to Monza and would have wanted to know all about it I'm sure.
Oh well, better make sure that everything is returned to the bathroom so people can use it I suppose :-)
Am now finished and cleared up and awaiting it all drying out and I should be able to get the shower in on Saturday ready for use on Sunday - well that's the plan!
It is strange being back home again after such an eventful weekend. I have managed to book a holiday with Mrs. F. and my mum is coming along too. We are going to go to the Northumberland coast, near Berwick-upon-Tweed. It is an area we have always wanted to visit. My mum hasn't been to the sea since A and I took her and dad to Hunstanton some years back. Looking back, dad wasn't great on his feet then and perhaps was already ill?
I have booked a place that is yards from the sea so we can wander out at any time onto the beach. It is unfortunate that we will be bringing mum home the day before dad's birthday and we wont be there for that. I had hoped that we would be away at that time and do something like have a meal but will have to think of something else.
Interestingly mum had a bad day yesterday and yet I don't tend to have had any bad days. I have a picture of my dad nearby but it cheers me up more than makes me sad. He'd have been most impressed that I went to Monza and would have wanted to know all about it I'm sure.
Oh well, better make sure that everything is returned to the bathroom so people can use it I suppose :-)
Verona? No wait what's that over there
We somewhat amusingly had to return to Bologna to pick up one of the lad's mobile phone - yes don't ask! We had also decided that Verona would be a good way to end the trip and we would go via there then come back to Bologna and on to the airport. Of course, with the lads being out until sunrise, the plan never quite got there. We had a late start but headed off that way. Interestingly enough, we spotted Lake Garda off to our left and we ended up heading to the Lake at a place called Desenzano and there was a nice restaurant right by the waters edge where we stopped and had a really excellent lunch. The Desenzanino Restorante made a lovely last meal for us in Italy, it was as hot as ever and we just spent a little time chilling out, watching the people and eating the most delicious seafood. I wished I'd gone for the more ambitious menu which had a bit of everything in it but next time. Mrs. F. has often wanted to go to the Italian Lakes and as we have seen some of them I think that might be on the cards for the future.
This is the side of the restaurant and where the couple are walking is where our table was - what a great location - serendipity works its magic again!
After lunch we headed back to our original Hotel in Bologna, picked up the mobile phone, stalled the car in front of a bus (that was funny and frightening all at the same time) filled the car with fuel and then managed to get back, checked in and into the first class lounge for a few well deserved beers and snacks. The flight back was uneventful and I made my way home from the airport and Mrs. F. picked me up. I would have been home earlier but as chance would have it the train got held up for about 5 minutes and as I arrived at London Bridge Station my fast train was pulling out on the next platform - damn! However, all was not lost as I bumped into a good friend and bored him stupid with my tales of daring do in Italy. He had just had a nice incident too bumping into the Long Jump Olympic Champion Greg Rutherford and chatting to him in a Coffee Shop. It was the day of the Athletes parade in London where all the Athletes (Olympic and Paralympic) took part.
Some summer of sport because later in the evening and into the next morning, Andy Murray won the US Open Tennis and became the first Briton to have won a Slam for 76 years (I think). What a summer of sport we have had.
I told my mate that Monza was mental - I meant that in a nice way - it was a really good experience and I'm quite impressed with the way the young guys I was with take it all so matter of fact that they can just check out something on the Internet, buy some tickets, reserve a car and Hotel and just go and do it. Good for them, the opportunities are there you just have to take them.
Flocky wondered if I felt better now that I've been away and yes I do I feel quite charged up. The trouble is that it has kicked off a whole new set of thoughts about what to do next. There were some people making a great deal of money out of the fans at Monza, there were opportunities to see things and do things I hadn't done before and there was an ease about the people. They seemed to be really easy with their lives and their enjoyment and they were being "Italian" which is great. That makes me wonder whether it is possible to achieve that happiness about your self, your situation and what your lot is? I'm not satisfied with my lot and that's going to be a problem that I need to resolve and resolve quite fast. Of course being on "holiday" is a different feeling but everyone (apart from one waitress in Milan) seemed to be genuinely helpful and happy - OK they were in a service business (the ones we met mainly) but even so, it just seemed that things got done, when they were going to get done and in many cases it just worked.
After lunch we headed back to our original Hotel in Bologna, picked up the mobile phone, stalled the car in front of a bus (that was funny and frightening all at the same time) filled the car with fuel and then managed to get back, checked in and into the first class lounge for a few well deserved beers and snacks. The flight back was uneventful and I made my way home from the airport and Mrs. F. picked me up. I would have been home earlier but as chance would have it the train got held up for about 5 minutes and as I arrived at London Bridge Station my fast train was pulling out on the next platform - damn! However, all was not lost as I bumped into a good friend and bored him stupid with my tales of daring do in Italy. He had just had a nice incident too bumping into the Long Jump Olympic Champion Greg Rutherford and chatting to him in a Coffee Shop. It was the day of the Athletes parade in London where all the Athletes (Olympic and Paralympic) took part.
Some summer of sport because later in the evening and into the next morning, Andy Murray won the US Open Tennis and became the first Briton to have won a Slam for 76 years (I think). What a summer of sport we have had.
I told my mate that Monza was mental - I meant that in a nice way - it was a really good experience and I'm quite impressed with the way the young guys I was with take it all so matter of fact that they can just check out something on the Internet, buy some tickets, reserve a car and Hotel and just go and do it. Good for them, the opportunities are there you just have to take them.
Flocky wondered if I felt better now that I've been away and yes I do I feel quite charged up. The trouble is that it has kicked off a whole new set of thoughts about what to do next. There were some people making a great deal of money out of the fans at Monza, there were opportunities to see things and do things I hadn't done before and there was an ease about the people. They seemed to be really easy with their lives and their enjoyment and they were being "Italian" which is great. That makes me wonder whether it is possible to achieve that happiness about your self, your situation and what your lot is? I'm not satisfied with my lot and that's going to be a problem that I need to resolve and resolve quite fast. Of course being on "holiday" is a different feeling but everyone (apart from one waitress in Milan) seemed to be genuinely helpful and happy - OK they were in a service business (the ones we met mainly) but even so, it just seemed that things got done, when they were going to get done and in many cases it just worked.
Road Trip
Saturday and we agreed to meet early. Well I was up early and they reckoned they'd be a little while later - we needed to get the car away before 8 and be on our way to Milan. We were on the motorway when my Nephew said there was a police car coming up really fast. It turned out to be a Lamborghini Gallardo - painted blue and with aerodynamic blue flashing lights. Amazing - only in Italy eh. We then found out it was driven around the circuit at Monza before Qualifying and the Grand Prix itself much to the amusement and cat calling of the Tifosi....
Here are some images from You Tube of the car.
We got to our Hotel in Milan and dropped off our luggage. They suggested it would be easier for us to drive to Monza than take the train. We managed this with a few traffic jams, mainly caused by the locals arguing with the Police about where to park. It was quite well organised and we got bussed into the circuit but still had long walks either side. However, we were there to see the Porsche Super Cup qualifying followed by the GP qualifying and then there were a series of races. Lots of people left the circuit after quali and so we had a good run of the place and got to see about 3/4s of the circuit trying to work out the best place to view the race.
We managed to get really close and saw some stunning driving. We got back quite late and then went out into Milan for the evening we started by tram and got some of the way but invested in a Taxi to take us further in to Moscova area of Milan which was amazingly lively. We managed to sit down at a Pizzeria at 10:15 so we again got back at about 2am. We needed to leave early the next day and check out. We kind of managed to do that and had breakfast (which was included) and again left our luggage there. We arrived some 25 minutes later nearer the circuit and were able to park close to the bus and so by about 9:45 we were arriving inside the circuit, this time having bought our water supplies outside of the circuit saving 2 Euro a bottle!
Well, the whole experience was I can safely say awesome and a little emotional. I got quite choked up when we invaded the track at the end of the race - the only race in the calendar where this is allowed - it was something quite strange a feeling quite unlike anything I've had before. Perhaps it was the bit I'd dreamed about doing for a long time. I've promised myself to go to a GP for years and years and this time finally made the decision to do it where I've procrastinated before.
The ear splitting noises of the races and the passion of the fans, the whole experience and the warmth of an early autumn Grand Prix race where you are so close to the action all wove their magic. We stayed behind after the ceremony for the winners and then looked at the old banked track. Many people had made their way home already and we stopped off and had some more water and also had some beers sat watching the people stream away home. The car was almost on its own when we returned and we drove back to the Hotel, collected our stuff and were then a little surprised to find that our Hotel that we felt was a lot nearer the centre of Milan turned out to be a few minutes from the Hotel we were in :-) The nice thing was it was a Raddison and so we had great rooms and showered and changed and went into Milan after a few beers in the bar. We went to a great Restaurant which I have no idea where it was but we asked the waiter to recommend the dishes for us. It was great sitting outside, trams going past and lots of people drinking in a large square nearby. Guess what? The meal for the three of us came to 150 Euros yet again (coincidence??). We gave a good tip to the waiter as the choices were inspired and very nice.
We wandered across the road and had a beer and got home about 1am this time. Interestingly on the way back to the Hotel there was a massive party going on. It was the Red Bull party and unbeknown to me, the boys about turned and went back to see what was going on. Apparently it was a 3000 Euro entrance but they managed to blag their way in via a side door and one of the bouncers for a lot less than that. Apparently it was very expensive but the ticket they got gave them a free drink. We were due to meet at 10 the next morning so we could get on to Verona before heading home. At 10:10 I phoned them and they finally got out around 10:30...
Some Sunday and considering that we had been going for 4 days with perhaps 6 hours sleep a day we weren't doing too bad.
Here are some images from You Tube of the car.
We got to our Hotel in Milan and dropped off our luggage. They suggested it would be easier for us to drive to Monza than take the train. We managed this with a few traffic jams, mainly caused by the locals arguing with the Police about where to park. It was quite well organised and we got bussed into the circuit but still had long walks either side. However, we were there to see the Porsche Super Cup qualifying followed by the GP qualifying and then there were a series of races. Lots of people left the circuit after quali and so we had a good run of the place and got to see about 3/4s of the circuit trying to work out the best place to view the race.
We managed to get really close and saw some stunning driving. We got back quite late and then went out into Milan for the evening we started by tram and got some of the way but invested in a Taxi to take us further in to Moscova area of Milan which was amazingly lively. We managed to sit down at a Pizzeria at 10:15 so we again got back at about 2am. We needed to leave early the next day and check out. We kind of managed to do that and had breakfast (which was included) and again left our luggage there. We arrived some 25 minutes later nearer the circuit and were able to park close to the bus and so by about 9:45 we were arriving inside the circuit, this time having bought our water supplies outside of the circuit saving 2 Euro a bottle!
Well, the whole experience was I can safely say awesome and a little emotional. I got quite choked up when we invaded the track at the end of the race - the only race in the calendar where this is allowed - it was something quite strange a feeling quite unlike anything I've had before. Perhaps it was the bit I'd dreamed about doing for a long time. I've promised myself to go to a GP for years and years and this time finally made the decision to do it where I've procrastinated before.
The ear splitting noises of the races and the passion of the fans, the whole experience and the warmth of an early autumn Grand Prix race where you are so close to the action all wove their magic. We stayed behind after the ceremony for the winners and then looked at the old banked track. Many people had made their way home already and we stopped off and had some more water and also had some beers sat watching the people stream away home. The car was almost on its own when we returned and we drove back to the Hotel, collected our stuff and were then a little surprised to find that our Hotel that we felt was a lot nearer the centre of Milan turned out to be a few minutes from the Hotel we were in :-) The nice thing was it was a Raddison and so we had great rooms and showered and changed and went into Milan after a few beers in the bar. We went to a great Restaurant which I have no idea where it was but we asked the waiter to recommend the dishes for us. It was great sitting outside, trams going past and lots of people drinking in a large square nearby. Guess what? The meal for the three of us came to 150 Euros yet again (coincidence??). We gave a good tip to the waiter as the choices were inspired and very nice.
We wandered across the road and had a beer and got home about 1am this time. Interestingly on the way back to the Hotel there was a massive party going on. It was the Red Bull party and unbeknown to me, the boys about turned and went back to see what was going on. Apparently it was a 3000 Euro entrance but they managed to blag their way in via a side door and one of the bouncers for a lot less than that. Apparently it was very expensive but the ticket they got gave them a free drink. We were due to meet at 10 the next morning so we could get on to Verona before heading home. At 10:10 I phoned them and they finally got out around 10:30...
Some Sunday and considering that we had been going for 4 days with perhaps 6 hours sleep a day we weren't doing too bad.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Day 2 Bologna and Mugello
Day 2 kicked off with a good breakfast - as would become customary, we would set a time for us to meet. I would be there on time and the lads would arrive when they felt like some time later :-) It's at times like this I realise quite how organised I can be.
My Hotel room was up in the roof which was quaint and nice but a little warm - so I requested that the A/C be turned down a bit for me, which it was the next day - the trouble with rooms these days is that the A/C doesn't kick in until you put your card key in the receptacle. So as I was in the roof under the terracotta roof tiles the room was like a little oven.
So they sorted that out for me nicely and it was much better that night.
We decided to have a good walk about Bolgona, it is a lovely University town, lots of young people and few tourists. It had to be around about 35 C and we stopped a number of times to pick up water, stop for coffee etc. We decided that we would try and find a restaurant that G the photographer had been to many years ago and he called his friend and we found the place and booked for the evening. It was only a few hundred yards from where we had been the night before. He only did evenings and actually recommended the restaurant we were at the previous night for lunch - which we missed out on as we could hardly walk after all the food of the night before. We instead booked a table for 9 pm and went to another nice local restaurant for some real Italian beer and we chose three different pasta dishes and shared them out - bread, Olive Oil and Balsamic Vinegar and an air conditioned restaurant full of Italians - perfecto.
We decided that we would drive out of the area up into the hills to see the sun come down over the mountains and to cool down a bit. It was a nice enough drive and we got to a high pass and then decided that it would be cool to just go to Mugello as it was quite near.
So we headed off around the mountain passes and along the autostrada and got to just outside Mugello where my Nephew detoured to a huge reservoir that he had discovered last time when he took a wrong turn! Serendipity indeed. we stopped for a beer and hung out in this shady terrace. The abundance of scantily clad bronzed young model like ladies had nothing to do with us staying here for quite a while :-)
With the sun beginning to disappear we headed for Mugello and found that we could drive right into the place. There had been some sort of track day and there were Porche and touring cars dotted around making loud noises. However, the lads had spotted a Go-Kart track at the far end and headed there.
For the princely sum of 15 Euro they got to go out on the Go-Karts. Unlike Politicly Correct, Health and Safety Concious UK where it would have cost you £50 and you would have been in a series of breifings, fire proofed clothes, gloves etc. The lads walked out with crash helmets, no briefing, into the Karts, in their shorts and T-Shirts and off they went. Only in Italy :-)
However, the best was yet to come - for those of you who are pudding / desert fans:
My Hotel room was up in the roof which was quaint and nice but a little warm - so I requested that the A/C be turned down a bit for me, which it was the next day - the trouble with rooms these days is that the A/C doesn't kick in until you put your card key in the receptacle. So as I was in the roof under the terracotta roof tiles the room was like a little oven.
We decided to have a good walk about Bolgona, it is a lovely University town, lots of young people and few tourists. It had to be around about 35 C and we stopped a number of times to pick up water, stop for coffee etc. We decided that we would try and find a restaurant that G the photographer had been to many years ago and he called his friend and we found the place and booked for the evening. It was only a few hundred yards from where we had been the night before. He only did evenings and actually recommended the restaurant we were at the previous night for lunch - which we missed out on as we could hardly walk after all the food of the night before. We instead booked a table for 9 pm and went to another nice local restaurant for some real Italian beer and we chose three different pasta dishes and shared them out - bread, Olive Oil and Balsamic Vinegar and an air conditioned restaurant full of Italians - perfecto.
We decided that we would drive out of the area up into the hills to see the sun come down over the mountains and to cool down a bit. It was a nice enough drive and we got to a high pass and then decided that it would be cool to just go to Mugello as it was quite near.
With the sun beginning to disappear we headed for Mugello and found that we could drive right into the place. There had been some sort of track day and there were Porche and touring cars dotted around making loud noises. However, the lads had spotted a Go-Kart track at the far end and headed there.
The lads in hot pursuit in some extremely fast Go-Karts.
We then headed back to Bologna and managed - after a while - to park up. Friday night in Bologna - what can I say, by the time we got there - about 8:30 it was heaving with students getting somewhat plastered. We got to the Hotel and rang the restaurant to say that we would be late. The da Fabio is without doubt one of the nicest eating experiences I have ever had. The food was brilliant they just gave us whatever was fresh from the market to start, great pasta, beer, wine, proseco and the main courses were amazing, T-Bone steak and I had Fillet Steak
in Onion and Balsamic sauce - oh my - it was just incredible...However, the best was yet to come - for those of you who are pudding / desert fans:
This my friends is what was set before us. In the foreground and most importantly is freshly made Gelato (Ice Cream) still stuck to the blades of the machine, in a chilled bowl. There is Creme Caramel, Chocolate Cake and a Merringue Cake. In the blue bowl are Black Cherries steeped in Cherry Juice. There was some other stuff too :-) This was served with a desert wine in chilled glasses.
After this we had coffee and Limoncello. this time a tray of deep frozen glasses was presented to us and the bottle must have come straight from the freezer. Oh my - we thought we had eaten well the night before but this time we surpassed ourselves and we had a good slow walk back to the Hotel. Now call it strange or suspicious or whatever but once again the meal for 3 of us came to 150 Euro. Perhaps they have an upper limit? Whatever, it was a great evening once again and we got back to the Hotel at - goodness me 2 am once again!!! this was getting to be a habit.
The city was still going strong and the discos and clubs were still happily serving drinks - the place just rocks. I feel the need to go back there again :-)
If I thought day 1 and 2 were good then the next 3 days were even better...... More later
A Better Place?
I really needed that break. It was pretty much full on in terms of experiences and I'm glad I went and I thoroughly enjoyed the experience. Five days in Italy are always going to be memorable I'd say given the places I've now been to there, it is a lovely place to visit and the people are friendly and the whole experience is quite laid back - well - apart from driving in some of the cities.
So the weekend started early on Thursday morning when I was picked up and we drove to Gatwick airport which took about 40 minutes, dropped the hire car off and then made our way via the little train to the North Terminal and booked in. As my Nephew holds a Frequent Traveller card and can take one guest in, we checked in at First Class (no queues), went via private security to the executive lounge where we had coffee and breakfast. You could have had a beer too but at 8 am that was stretching it a bit too far. We flew to Bologna and were boarded first and had our baggage tagged priority (didn't make much difference at Bolgna). It was as clear as you like and you could see miles from the plane. It was perhaps the clearest I've ever seen it as there was no haze at all. We flew over the Alps and in to Bologna airport. It was a pretty interesting little airport and we then went to the Hire Desk - this is when it got really interesting. It took us close to an hour to get the car! There were lots of desks but everyone appeared to have booked with the same one that was dealing with ours. When we got near it did say that privilege holders could go straight to the front of the queue. I suppose we could have but we may have gotten lynched.
Putting that behind us, we were upgraded to a VW Passat Estate car which was good. It was quite new but as with all Hire Cars it was slightly battered around the periphery. I think every panel was dented so it meant returning it would be OK as it already had seen some close Italian driving action :-)
We headed into Bologna and stopped off to grab something to eat. We were late so many places had closed for the afternoon but we found a small cafe and grabbed a wrap and a coffee (you have to love their coffee). We then headed out from there to Maranello, the home of Ferrari. We looked at the factory and the test track (from the outside) and toured the shop and had a look at the outside of the museum. We grabbed our first beer of the day and then headed back, via some other obscure factory, to the airport where we were to pick up our colleague who was on assignment photographing of all things the new Ferrari. He does this for a living and flies around the world photographing the world's top cars in fabulous locations!
He called to say he was running late so we went into town and grabbed a Gelato and wandered around the river bank for half an hour. We got back, picked him up and his amazing European Sat Nav (which we would have been lost without) which took us via a series of almost impossibly narrowing alleys into the very heart of Bologna. Amazingly we managed to get parked and got ourselves ready to go out and hit the streets. We made our way to Drogheria Della Rosa, recommended by a friend and there had the most amazing meal. 4 or 5 courses (I lost count) and beers, water, wine, Limoncello and a chat with the chef and more beers which was great of course. We dreaded seeing what the bill might be but it was 150 Euros for the 3 of us. That's pretty amazing I have to say. We wandered back to the Hotel via a few night spots selling beer and got in around 2am.
That's the first day out of the way then! Well not quite as we spoke to the Night Porter and he gave us the heads up on parking and so for a small fee we were able to pick up a 24 hour tourists pass for a few Euro and that meant we would be able to park the car up until departure time on Saturday.
Day 2 was to be even more eventful than day 1 - see next blog post.....
So the weekend started early on Thursday morning when I was picked up and we drove to Gatwick airport which took about 40 minutes, dropped the hire car off and then made our way via the little train to the North Terminal and booked in. As my Nephew holds a Frequent Traveller card and can take one guest in, we checked in at First Class (no queues), went via private security to the executive lounge where we had coffee and breakfast. You could have had a beer too but at 8 am that was stretching it a bit too far. We flew to Bologna and were boarded first and had our baggage tagged priority (didn't make much difference at Bolgna). It was as clear as you like and you could see miles from the plane. It was perhaps the clearest I've ever seen it as there was no haze at all. We flew over the Alps and in to Bologna airport. It was a pretty interesting little airport and we then went to the Hire Desk - this is when it got really interesting. It took us close to an hour to get the car! There were lots of desks but everyone appeared to have booked with the same one that was dealing with ours. When we got near it did say that privilege holders could go straight to the front of the queue. I suppose we could have but we may have gotten lynched.
Putting that behind us, we were upgraded to a VW Passat Estate car which was good. It was quite new but as with all Hire Cars it was slightly battered around the periphery. I think every panel was dented so it meant returning it would be OK as it already had seen some close Italian driving action :-)
We headed into Bologna and stopped off to grab something to eat. We were late so many places had closed for the afternoon but we found a small cafe and grabbed a wrap and a coffee (you have to love their coffee). We then headed out from there to Maranello, the home of Ferrari. We looked at the factory and the test track (from the outside) and toured the shop and had a look at the outside of the museum. We grabbed our first beer of the day and then headed back, via some other obscure factory, to the airport where we were to pick up our colleague who was on assignment photographing of all things the new Ferrari. He does this for a living and flies around the world photographing the world's top cars in fabulous locations!
He called to say he was running late so we went into town and grabbed a Gelato and wandered around the river bank for half an hour. We got back, picked him up and his amazing European Sat Nav (which we would have been lost without) which took us via a series of almost impossibly narrowing alleys into the very heart of Bologna. Amazingly we managed to get parked and got ourselves ready to go out and hit the streets. We made our way to Drogheria Della Rosa, recommended by a friend and there had the most amazing meal. 4 or 5 courses (I lost count) and beers, water, wine, Limoncello and a chat with the chef and more beers which was great of course. We dreaded seeing what the bill might be but it was 150 Euros for the 3 of us. That's pretty amazing I have to say. We wandered back to the Hotel via a few night spots selling beer and got in around 2am.
That's the first day out of the way then! Well not quite as we spoke to the Night Porter and he gave us the heads up on parking and so for a small fee we were able to pick up a 24 hour tourists pass for a few Euro and that meant we would be able to park the car up until departure time on Saturday.
Day 2 was to be even more eventful than day 1 - see next blog post.....
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
Lost for words
I think that "Awesome" actually can be used in terms of the weekend and the whole experience at Monza. More will follow but let's just say that it was the most amazing experience, fantastic and just amazing. The traditional track invasion was a very strange place to be, it was very emotional - I have no idea why - some sort of mass shared experience maybe? Whatever it was, I have eaten too much, imbibed too many beers, proseccos, Valpolicellas, Limoncellos etc than can be good for me. It was so hot that we were additionally drinking 6 or 7 bottles of water a day too.
Just stunning. More later when I catch up on my sleep etc.
It's an important day today, not just as the Anniversary of 9/11 but also as it is Steve Kelley's Judgement Day Cystoscopy and so good wishes, vibrations and prayers etc going across the Atlantic for the right results again.....
Just stunning. More later when I catch up on my sleep etc.
It's an important day today, not just as the Anniversary of 9/11 but also as it is Steve Kelley's Judgement Day Cystoscopy and so good wishes, vibrations and prayers etc going across the Atlantic for the right results again.....
Wednesday, September 05, 2012
Looks like it will be blisteringly hot
The weather forecast shows 27 to 30 Degrees at the circuit on Saturday and Sunday so I went and bought some factor 50 sun block. I should have got a mortgage out on that - blimey it was expensive £16 for goodness sake. Mind you better that than whinging about being sun burnt. I have taken a hat but will probably buy one when I am there. Had my mum nag me this morning about that. I had to remind her that I was 55 and I did realise and that's why I was buying some block and had packed my hat - Tssskkk! :-)
So there we go, I'm almost fully packed but have to remember to put the liquid (sun block) in my luggage not in my hand luggage. As I said to a security guard (where do they get these people from with no sense of humour - or is it sucked out through their Temple when they join?) "Don't you feel that with all these checks, liquids, take your shoes off, you belt, your jacket etc that the Terrorists have actually won?" We spend 2 hours these days to get on a flight! What the hell is that about? Anyway, I must remember to put the liquids in the other case and then transfer them to the bag I'll use for the race! Doh. I've split up the main tickets and the spares, the ear plugs and the rain ponchos too.
Almost packed now and just about everything covered. off to the Jazz tonight and then away at 6 tomorrow morning. I'll blog again when I get back...
So there we go, I'm almost fully packed but have to remember to put the liquid (sun block) in my luggage not in my hand luggage. As I said to a security guard (where do they get these people from with no sense of humour - or is it sucked out through their Temple when they join?) "Don't you feel that with all these checks, liquids, take your shoes off, you belt, your jacket etc that the Terrorists have actually won?" We spend 2 hours these days to get on a flight! What the hell is that about? Anyway, I must remember to put the liquids in the other case and then transfer them to the bag I'll use for the race! Doh. I've split up the main tickets and the spares, the ear plugs and the rain ponchos too.
Almost packed now and just about everything covered. off to the Jazz tonight and then away at 6 tomorrow morning. I'll blog again when I get back...
Getting near now
I have to say I'm pretty excited about going to Monza for the Grand Prix. The weather is meant to be very good but in case it isn't I bought some emergency Poncho rain mac things to go in my bag. It certainly looks as if they aren't needed but you never know.
Flying out Thursday morning and should get to Bologna about midday - in time to chill down with a view beers and take in the views. Heading off to Milan on Saturday for Practice and Qualifying and then the race itself on Sunday.
Hopefully Mrs. F. and the tribe will do some more work on the bathroom whilst I'm gone :-) well I can but hope. If they do the grouting it will be a good move, not that I mind doing it but it will just save me a job and I can finish off with the shower screen and riser pole and sealing the bath and shower areas.
My brother in law is over tomorrow so I hope he can finalise the bits of the bathroom for us. I'll be off out to the jazz night and then will need to be up early for the off to the airport. My Nephew has access to the executive lounge so breakfast will be on him and we are already checked in etc. The wonders of the internet.
Yes - I'm certainly looking forward to experiencing modern Formula 1 up close and personal, I doubt I'll see much and will probably be deaf for days afterwards but it should satisfy my curiosity especially as it is so many years since I last went. things have changed quite a bit since then!
Best off to bed now and get myself sorted tomorrow and packed. Most things are ready to go I just need my check list and that should be it. Will have to blog on my return.
Flying out Thursday morning and should get to Bologna about midday - in time to chill down with a view beers and take in the views. Heading off to Milan on Saturday for Practice and Qualifying and then the race itself on Sunday.
Hopefully Mrs. F. and the tribe will do some more work on the bathroom whilst I'm gone :-) well I can but hope. If they do the grouting it will be a good move, not that I mind doing it but it will just save me a job and I can finish off with the shower screen and riser pole and sealing the bath and shower areas.
My brother in law is over tomorrow so I hope he can finalise the bits of the bathroom for us. I'll be off out to the jazz night and then will need to be up early for the off to the airport. My Nephew has access to the executive lounge so breakfast will be on him and we are already checked in etc. The wonders of the internet.
Yes - I'm certainly looking forward to experiencing modern Formula 1 up close and personal, I doubt I'll see much and will probably be deaf for days afterwards but it should satisfy my curiosity especially as it is so many years since I last went. things have changed quite a bit since then!
Best off to bed now and get myself sorted tomorrow and packed. Most things are ready to go I just need my check list and that should be it. Will have to blog on my return.
Tuesday, September 04, 2012
Cracking on with the tiling
Blimey these big tiles are both good and bad at the same time - they go up remarkably quickly but I seem to be getting through tile cement like nobodies business! Mrs. F. has just gone down to the shops to pick some more tile adhesive up and a few other bits too. It's coming along fine and should be finished around the shower and bath area today. Brother in Law returns tomorrow to do some finishing off and then there'll be one more wall to tile to complete plus I will need to install a window sill at some point in time.
I'm away on Thursday and so I'm hoping that some of the grouting can be done whilst I am away and I can install the bath screen on my return.
It is actually looking like a bathroom now, the floor grouting looks good and I've managed to do the grouting without staining anything much but my hands so that's good too. All in all it's looking 100% better than this time last week.
I'm away on Thursday and so I'm hoping that some of the grouting can be done whilst I am away and I can install the bath screen on my return.
It is actually looking like a bathroom now, the floor grouting looks good and I've managed to do the grouting without staining anything much but my hands so that's good too. All in all it's looking 100% better than this time last week.
Monday, September 03, 2012
Done indeed
Amazing what you can achieve when you put your mind to it. I got the walls sealed ready for tiling. Then got the tiles ready for grouting and then did the grouting and I've just done the final light sponging over the floor ready for polishing the tiles a little later.
The sealed walls have dried so they are ready for tiling which is great. Perhaps I can achieve that tomorrow and that will mean that it will just need grouting and then sealing between tiles and bath and I can get the shower sorted out with its glass panel and chrome riser pole.
My Brother in Law needs to come and finish off which will be great and with a few finishing touches the whole thing might be done by the weekend. Of course, I'm away for a few days but perhaps my brother in law can finish off some bits whilst I am away?
We are almost there it is tantalisingly close but still a few more days until it will be sufficiently watertight and complete enough to use. Mind you it really is starting to look the business now and when the tiles go on tomorrow we will be able to visualise what we want in terms of finishings and fittings.
Cool :-)
The sealed walls have dried so they are ready for tiling which is great. Perhaps I can achieve that tomorrow and that will mean that it will just need grouting and then sealing between tiles and bath and I can get the shower sorted out with its glass panel and chrome riser pole.
My Brother in Law needs to come and finish off which will be great and with a few finishing touches the whole thing might be done by the weekend. Of course, I'm away for a few days but perhaps my brother in law can finish off some bits whilst I am away?
We are almost there it is tantalisingly close but still a few more days until it will be sufficiently watertight and complete enough to use. Mind you it really is starting to look the business now and when the tiles go on tomorrow we will be able to visualise what we want in terms of finishings and fittings.
Cool :-)
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