Dear Diary.
It’s long time no see I think. About time I wrote some stuff on here again.
Saturday
Drove down to see my folks in the midlands for the weekend. We would normally travel down on a Friday night, but having been in our office in Liverpool running cables and plugging in shiny Cisco Nexus kit all day on Friday, I really didn’t fancy another 150 mile drive on top of the journey from York to Liverpool and back. This journey to my folks was the first proper family run out for our little Polo Bluemotion and it’s fuel economy really shines and it definitely drives well on the motorway with lots of ‘go’, even though it’s only got a tiny engine. The Volkswagen engineers certainly know how to wring every last drop of performance out of their cars. Probably by bolting a huge turbocharger on top of the engine.
Even with 2 adults, 2 kids and an overnight bag, the Polo seemed bigger than it looks. And cruise control definitely was a bonus on a quiet saturday morning motorway. With the cost of fuel at the moment, my 4WD car is definitely the polar opposite to this – to fill this up costs £50 and road tax is £0. To fill the Pathfinder up costs £100 per tank (with an annual road tax bill of £460). And the Polo does way more miles to a tank than the Pathfinder does.
As soon as we arrived my Dad dragged me back out to the pub for a pint. The local pub in the village is a Bathams pub and is one of the only pubs I know left where food is a sideline and beer is the most important thing. They do a wonderful pint of mild. (Their bitter’s nice too but I prefer the mild if I can get it). We ended up talking about the economy and how it’s all going down the tubes. Quite scary, really.
When I visit, I’m the odd job man for my parents. ‘Can you replace the security light outside the flat’, ‘we need the water filter cartridge changing on the tap’, ‘can you fix the computer and put some new shortcuts on the desktop for your Dad, please?’. But I don’t mind – it gives me something to get on with and keeps me busy I suppose, whilst the kids run around like some sort of whirlwind tiring my dad out, and the Mrs sleeps on the sofa because she’s imbibed too much whisky.
Sunday
Went into the Frankfurt Christmas Market in the centre of Birmingham today. It’s a long time since I’ve wandered around the centre of Birmingham – probably well over 10 years. It’s changed an awful lot since I was last here. Things look almost the same as I remember, but the shops have all changed. No more Spud-U-Like and a nice bike shop that never used to be there. Sadly it looks like the centre of Brum is dying. There are many empty office buildings, and walking up back streets that used to be full of bars and pubs, many have closed down – even the City Plaza, which was a lovely little shopping centre, seemed to be closed on that Sunday. Everything seemed much darker and dirtier than I remembered. Even Rackhams, which when I was young I thought was epic, was showing it’s age and looked quite small. The kids wanted to see Father Christmas, so Michelle queued up whilst I took the kids round the toy department (which still seems to stock loads of actually really good toys). 30 minutes later we went back and Michelle was still in the same place in the Queue – in fact, the queue hadn’t moved at all. Seemed like Santa had eloped with his elves and decided not to return. So we decided we’d take his tip and decided to not bother. As a treat we let the kids go on the carousel instead and I had a nice coffee. Mum, Dad and Michelle had a warm Pimms Winter cup with hot apple juice, which apparently was very nice. Once we’d got home we had a slowly roasted a piece of pork which had been slowly cooking in the Aga – and tasted lovely. More odd job work fixing a sunken light in the kitchen where one of the wires had frayed and was short circuiting. Then it was back to attack the M1 home.
Monday
One of my local twitter friends recently replied to me (cheers, Nat!) when I was grumbling about being fat, and recommended ‘My Fitness Pal’ which is a website, but also an App on the iPhone. I’ve been using it for a couple of weeks now and it’s really good. The best bit is that you can scan the barcode of pretty much any food in and it’ll do the portioning and calorie bits for you. I’ve already gone from 111kg to 108kg in a couple of weeks but I hadn’t really been exercising that much. Going from cycling 200 miles a week to pretty much no exercise in 2011 meant I ended up putting on all the weight I lost in 2009/2010 (I got down to 95kg at one point). I did a swimming course earlier on in the year which taught me how to do front crawl properly (I never learnt how to breathe whilst swimming even though I’ve been swimming for years! I must have been away the week at school they taught us how to side breathe).
Last week for the first time in a while (probably since I donned a wetsuit and swam the 1500m Swim for All at Pugneys) I went to the pool before work and really enjoyed it. So first thing Monday morning I’m at the pool at 7:20am and find it even easier and enjoy it even more.
New member of my team at work today, so was a day of looking at our workload and trying to fit a quart into a pint pot. Nothing unusual there I suppose.
Got home and was trying to work out a plan for a cycle tour I’m thinking of doing with Mrs W in 2012, Cycling to Hull and then getting on the ferry from Hull to Zeebrugge, then cycling from Zeebrugge in Belgium all the way up the dutch coast to Rotterdam with an overnight camping stop en route, carrying all our own gear. Having never been to Holland (well, except a 5 hour layover in Schipol airport) I thought it would be a nice way to see a bit of the world I’ve never seen. Then we get the ferry back from Rotterdam to Hull and cycle home. Except what should have been the easy bit ended up being the hardest bit. P&O’s website doesn’t let you book two people, two bikes and one cabin online. Dur. So I tweeted about it.
Tuesday
P&O replied to my tweet saying it was a limitation of their website. No surprise there then.
Conf call hell day at work and not much on at home. Although I’ve realised that if I want to go swimming regularly it’ll cost me quite alot because a single pool swim is £4.20. However, they do this off-peak monthly pass in Leeds which covers you from opening up until 4pm – perfect for 7am swims or lunchtimes if I want to. Best bit is they’re £25 per month which means if I’ve swum more than 6 times in a month I’m saving money. Well if I go 3 times a week then I’ll definitely be quids in. Plus we get corporate discount so I get another 15% off the prices. Nice one. So I went to Tesco to get some passport photos and went and got my temporary card. After work I got home and ordered some more road bike tubes and some swimming stuff from wiggle. Rock n Roll.
Wednesday
A great early morning swim and used my shiny new card – managed to get to the pool for 7:10am and did a good 40 minutes and swam 750m. Once I’m confident and happier I’ll probably do 40 lengths / 1km per swim every other morning during the week. Scarily if I do this every week I’ll be swimming 12km per month. The first morning I went in to have a swim when I finished I felt utterly wiped out. Now even only 1 week on I’m swimming further with less effort and enjoying it much more.
The winds were really bad when I got in the office. You could hear it whistling through every gap between every window. The weather changed from bright sunshine to overcast to bright sunshine every 20 minutes, and then it rained. And rained. Was worried about the loose soffit under my guttering at home as our house is south west facing and pretty much always get the brunt of any storm.
Today was a day of conference call hell. I think I had 5 in total during the day. More work and less play makes Mark a dull boy
Thursday
Worked from home today. Needed to get some documentation squared away but also was slightly worried about the house. Another bit of the roof had dropped off overnight leaving the soffit very very loose. I ended up ordering some Ladders from Amazon because it’s the one thing I don’t have which is why I can’t fix it. One of my local friends offered to lend me their ladders in case mine don’t arrive. But the wind just got worse and worse and worse. Then at lunchtime it rained. It was like some biblical storm. The whole close filled up with water – I reckon it was 6 or 7 inches deep at the deepest point. People’s drains were overwhelmed with the torrent. The radio (which was playing via satellite) stopped playing and all you could hear was the rumble of the rain. Then the wind came. We saw peaks of 65mph pretty much at the back of the house. The loose board was getting even looser and I went outside to see if there was anything I could do. I poked it with the handle of my apple picker but it just seemed too loose. But with the wind and rain I dived back indoors, made a mug of tea and resigned myself to the fact it’ll probably be gone soon.
The noise stopped around 9pm.
Friday
WFH again today (waiting for the man to deliver the ladders – which amazingly were delivered at Lunchtime – great service by Amazon considering the time of year).
I really wanted to go swimming again this morning but I’ll probably end up going for a bike ride on Saturday morning instead. I was drawing visio pictures most of the day for a customer, but I was also helping one of my team who was having a mare of a time with a piece of hardware in a customer’s in the north east (ironically the same customer) that we’re doing an implementation for. Meh.
Went outside mid morning to investigate the carnage (it looked like someone had got all the bins and just let a bomb off near them – the recycling bin is nowhere to be seen) and saw the soffit had snapped in half and was laying on the patio. Well, at least it broke near a joist so with my new ladders I should be able to fix this now. So I remembered to put the drill on charge and dig out the drywall screws so I can get this done tomorrow when I get some time.
Got some tickets to see Dave Gorman in Harrogate in June 2012 – and tweeted that I couldn’t wait, at which point Dave Gorman replied to me and said “Um… you don’t have to wait. I mean you can if you want, if you can’t, you don’t have to!”