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January 31, 2004

The AA

Let me sing the praises of the AA. I joined on Monday online and had to call them out yesterday, they're going to love my business. My car has been blowing cold air from the heater even after long journeys, yesterday it decided to start steaming and making odd noises and filling the car with a burning rubber smell. I decided to stop and the water bottle was boiling over and spitting anti-freeze everywhere. The AA bloke came out and deduced that it wasn't a leak and it would be safe to drive home once the engine cooled down. He followed me back to Rebeccas in Holywood from Bangor just to make sure, and the membership was only 41 quid a year.
I called at 5.15, they were with me by 5.40 and sent a text message to my mobile to confirm they were on the way, cracking service.

Camcorders

I'm in the market for a digital camcorder what with the weding and honeymoon coming up this year, I've done quite a bit of reading around and like the Sony TRV33. I'm debating whether to push that bit extra and go for the Sony DCR-DVD200E DVD which burns directly on to 8 cm DVDs which will play in 'most' modern DVD players. Although I can guarantee not mine. I like the idea of direct to DVD for ease of use and the fact that if I don't get this one I'll have to buy a new PC with a huge hard disc.

January 28, 2004

Street Names

Go back to the 1930s when there was an explosion in house building and look around the Castlereagh Road - Ormonde Gardens (Ormonde, 1886), Donovan Parade (Donovan, 1889), Ladas Drive (Ladas, 1894), Ardpatrick Gardens (Ardpatrick 1902), Cicero Gardens (Cicero 1905), Orby Drive (Orby 1907), Pommern Parade (Pommern 1915), Grand Parade (Grand Parade 1919), Manna Grove (Manna, 1925), Trigo Parade (Trigo 1929), Blenheim Drive (Blenheim 1930) and Cameronian Drive (Cameronian, 1931) were all names of Epsom Derby winners in their particular year.
Stolen from http://www.poolerwatson.co.uk/.
I bought my house from them, but they have a rather condescending public attitude to their customers:
http://www.poolerwatson.co.uk/what_type_of_viewer.htm

Good Grief

http://cgi.ebay.co.uk/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=3171767348&category=317

Realistic Internet Simulator

This cracks me up. I'll add the comment below that thon bloke will leave before he does.

January 25, 2004

Glorius Day

What a lovely day, bright, sunny and cold. Got up first thing and headed for Bellarena again, was in the air for 10.30 am. Really enjoyed the gliding, they towed us up over Lough Foyle, and then we followed the course of the River Roe up towards Limavady before releasing somewhere near Ballykelly and the old RAF airstrip. We released about 3000 feet and circled over Benevenagh searching for thermals. We got a couple of small lifts which kept us in the air for about 45 minutes, but nothing which allowed us to climb any higher than launch height. It was a lovely experience, he let me control it for about 15 minutes, doing a few turns and playing around with rising and dropping the nose. I must admit it's not a great adrenaline buzz but great fun none the less.
Never managed to get any photos at the air field, but took a few around Mussenden Temple on the way back.









January 23, 2004

Dee Street Rant

Every morning I come down Mersey Street, there is only room for one car to pass at the top where it joins Connsbrook Avenue, so someone has to wait patiently and allow cars to come up past them until someone at the other side shows courtesy and waits patiently. This morning four cars went down in front of me, so showing courtesy for the kindness of the van driver 100 yards down the road I stopped to allow him to come up the road. Cue the twat behind, fat yokel in a rangers top driving a Proton to plant his hand on his horn and gesticulate wildly. I lost the rag, turned round gave him the fingers and let five cars come past. It was my first ever case of road rage, I was hoping he'd get out of the car so I could swing for him, but he must have realised my annoyance as he took a detour down one of the side streets so that we wouldn't reach the Dee Street lights beside each other.
Lack of courtesy and thought for other road users is my biggest gripe. At the approach to the Dee Street lights there are three lanes, the right hand one goes into the Harbour and continues past The Odyssey, the middle lane as I understand it is for heading towards town on the bypass and the left hand lane is for heading towards Holywood along the bypass past the airport. Every morning retards use the left hand lane to swipe on to the city side bypass, other reprebates use the right hand lane and swing down behind the tankers to head city bound. It's utter chaos, made worse by tankers coming on to the bypass after filling up in the Harbour Estate. Often the tankers end up in the right hand overtaking lane as they leave the lights at Dee Street because that was the only lane which was free. Impatient drivers all go in to the inside lane and overtake on the inside. It's obvious that a tanker with a full load of heating oil is not going to be able to accelerate very fast, so tuck in behind and wait for him to get into the inside lane.

January 22, 2004

One or more files were not imported because there were problems reading them

One or more files were not imported because there were problems reading them.
If you get this message when trying to import MP3s into Flash, here's the solution, it annoyed me for about an hour this afternoon:
Upgrade to the latest version of Quicktime, now why didn't I think of that?Don't know why it works but it does, something to do with bitrates.
http://www.macromedia.com/support/flash/ts/documents/mp3import.htm

January 21, 2004

Airbus 380

http://www.airbus.com/product/a380_backgrounder.asp
Here's some pics of the first fuselage:
http://www.ckwphoto.com/A380

January 20, 2004

Serps

SERPs

January 19, 2004

Bowlingual

http://www.takara-usa.com/bowlingual.html

January 18, 2004

Ulster Gliding Club

Decided to do somehing productice today so myself, Rebecca and a mate of ours got in the car and headed for the Ulster Gliding Club in Bellarena.
As can be seen in the pictures I didn't get a chance to fly this weekend, so I am heading back next Sunday, my friend Hayden got into the air and had a flight of about 45 minutes and soared to a height of about 3000 feet.
They really are a friendly bunch of people, we were made to feel very welcome. Turning up out of the blue first thing on a Sunday morning, they had the first of us in the air within the hour and if the weather had held would have had both of us in the air by lunchtime.
We had a couple of vouchers, but if we were paying it costs �40.00 for the first flight which includes 2 months free membership and flying at club rates of 15 quid a launch plus 20p for every minute in the air.

Here's a few photos:










January 16, 2004

Anti-Missile systems for commercial aircraft

This makes me feel uncomfortable:
http://www.aviationnow.com/avnow/news/channel_hsd_story.jsp?id=news/bae01074.xml

January 15, 2004

How?

How does he do this?

January 14, 2004

Portadown College

Just discovered a lovely website with some old Portadown College (my school) interest material.
http://www.pc56.co.uk
I have stolen this quaint advert from one of the pages of the 1956 magazine:

Ghost Story

Are you sitting confortably then I'll begin, one of my colleagues was reciting a story yesterday which he swears to be true. I may have got the facts wrong, and I know he reads this, so he can correct me if I live by my motto of 'never letting the truth get in the way of a good story.'
It was a dark wet night somewhere on a country road outside Dungannon. My colleague was driving along a notoriously dangerous stretch of road heading towards a bad 90 degree turn immediately after a small bridge.
He noticed something in the corner of his eye moving along the verge on his left, on closer inspection he realised it was a white greyhound bounding along and matching the speed of his car which was between 60 and 70. He now realises how silly it was to assume the dog could be doing this but at the time it didn't seem unusual.
Approaching the bridge the dog started to run in front of the car and slow to a trot forcing him to brake hard and slow down.
On the apex of the bridge with the dog fully visible in his headlights and travelling at under 10 miles an hour the dog disappeared.
On turning the bad bend what awaited him was a 6 car pile up with people out on the road trying to slow cars down. Undoubtedly due to his speed and road conditions he would have ploughed straight in to the accident without the intervention of the old white greyhound..........

January 13, 2004

Milkshake

This keeping up with urban slang lark is a tricky business.
There is quite a bit of debate about the lyrics of that Kelis song, my milkshake brings all the boys to the yard:
http://www.urbandictionary.com/define.php?term=milkshake
There surely has to be a more clever definition than those quoted above, does anyone know?

January 12, 2004

My recommendation

http://www.discogs.com/release/208883
DJ Yoda, How to Cut and Paste 8o's edition.
Europe-Final Countdown,Timmy Mallett, Castle Greyskull, Ferris Bueller, Airwolf,Knight Rider,A-Ha,S Express,Dallas,Dynasty.
It will bring tears to your eyes and make you want to put stunt pegs on your BMX, bounce about on your Lo-Lo ball, walk the dog with your galaxy gold spinner...Nostalgia I love it.
If you aint into the scratching thang, it will annoy you immensely.
Every review I have read slates it so don't tell anyone you've got it.

January 09, 2004

January 08, 2004

Cormorant Fishing in Asia

One of my colleagues was telling me a story about the Japanese using cormorants to catch fish, apparently you can go on cormorant fishing tours.
They secure a small metal ring round the cormorants throat so it can't swallow the fish, they then send them out, the birds try to catch a fish and it gets trapped in their mouth, they then swim over to the boat and release their catch. Their masters give them one or two fish every few that they catch as reward for their endeavours.

Goosed

Pity the Mullingar Goose

I cannot well omit acquainting you with one manner used for diversion on this lough. They take into their boat a goose, and about her body, under her wings, they tie one end of their fishing line, the hook being covered with some bait or other. Thus they throw the fishing-goose into the water, who sports and preens herself with seeming pleasure enough, until some unmannerly fish seizes the bait hook and interrupts her diversion by giving her a tug which douces her almost under water, this commonly frightens her so as to put her to wing, but if the fish be heavy she is forced to float upon the water, and though in romance the knight generally slays the giant, yet if the pike be of the larger sort Mrs Goose without the assistance of the spectators is sometimes like to go down to the pike instead of the pike coming up to her.

Extract from a letter by JOHN DONTON, travelling in Ireland circa 1690.


Bad News for Geese

Huxing pike is also done by fixing an armed hook baited, at such a length as to swim about mid-water. to the leg of a goose or duck, and then driving the birds into the water. It was thus formerly practised in the Loch of Montieth in Scotland, which abounds with very large Perch and Pike.
'Upon the Islands a number of geese were collected by the farmers, who occupied the surrounding banks of the loch, after baited lines of two or three feet long had been tied to the legs of their geese, they were driven into the water;steering naturally homewards, in different directions, the baits were soon swallowed; a violent and often tedious struggle ensued, in which, however, the geese at length prevailed, though they were frequently much exhausted before they reached the shore.'
This method has not been so long relinquished, but there are old persons on the spot, who were active promoters of the amusement.

The Reverend William Daniel, Rural Sports 1802

January 07, 2004

Can't do it when your watching

http://www.dartbase.com/frames.php3?x=faqdartitis.htm
Dartitis the phenomenon wherby the mind does not allow you to release the dart at the sweet spot moment. Snooker players are unable to make their cue arm move forward in a similar condition.

January 05, 2004

extreme engineering

I am a great fan of Extreme Engineering on the Discovery channel, it's a fantasy engineering programme based on some mad hatter ideas. Last night's show was about a trans atlantic tunnel. The website explains the theory much better than I could, but if you can't be bothered following the link it tells you about the feasibility of a floating tunnel tethered to the ocean floor by suction cups similar to those used to stabilise oil rigs. The whole shebang would be a vacuum and magnetically levitated trains would hurtle through it with a one way trip taking just 54 minutes.
For those practical geologists wishing to rubbish the idea, if the ocean floor should move this would trigger a re-tensioning of the tethering straps to stabilise the tunnel again.
I love the idea, but it has been rubbished by many people as never being possible, but I wonder would it be possible? It would cost trillians and trillians of dollars, and would take decades to complete, who would invest in such a scheme?
Anyway from one exreme to the other I started thinking about things that we take for granted today but were unthinkable 20 years ago. I was particularly thinking about things that affect my every day life.
Take the supermarket visit tonight, remember the time before bar code scanners; every single item being individually input via a cash register, then put back in your trolley, you would push it over to the counter in Stewarts where there would be a big pile of cardboard boxes which you would use to repackage your purchases.
In the present day, it is perfectly feasible and not all that unusual to not even visit the supermarket, a few click of the mouse and the groceries are delivered to your doorstep.
Goodness knows what technological jiggery pokery is going on behind the scenes at the supermarket, customer tracking, stock control, product placement that I don't even know about.
Anyway what I am trying to say in a very bad way is that if an everyday activity can change so much in twenty years, perhaps some clever engineers with great vision could produce an engineering feat of mammoth proportions to rival anything produced by the Telfords or Brunels of yesteryear.

January 04, 2004

Blue Lamp Discos

You don't realise something was odd until it's questioned by others. This happened this weekend when I was talking about Blue Lamp Discos. These were discos organised by the comunity relations branch of the RUC. They were a regular event at my primary school. They would come along with a whole disco set up;lights,sound smoke machine the works. The girls would all bop along to the likes of Tiffany's I think we're alone now,(I picked this song because of a teacher we had called Mrs Spence, she was taking us for a music class in p4 we were aged about 7, she asked us what was number one at the time, Tiffany I think we're alone now was the song. She smugly announced that in twenty years time we'd never remember that song, like she could with all the Beatles numbers of 20 years ago. So Mrs Spence it's now exactly 20 years and I still remember Tiffany I think we're alone now.) while us boys all stood against the walls watching and laughing at the girls.
The police were sneaky sods in Portadown at that time, I remember playing in the estate behind where I grew up and the local Bobby was accompanied by a few soldiers on this occasion. The soldiers approached us and allowed us to look down the sights of their rifles and then asked us really subtle questions like Have you ever seen anything like this in any of your relatives houses? Aye dead on.
The community relations branch also organised trips for local groups, Scouts, Boys brigade, Anchor boys etc. You got a tour of the police station, usual locked in the cell and a drive in the back of a land rover stuff. Then they took us all into a room and asked us who would like a souvenir of their trip, they took two copies of all our finger prints giving us one back to keep as a memento.
So in one fell swoop they had the prints of every 10 year old who was a member of a club in Portadown at the time.
Update
Just checked and it was 1988 when Tiffany was number one, meaning I was twelve, this just doesn't tie up with my memory.

January 02, 2004

NYE

Unlike the rest of the NI blogeratti I like NYE. This year was the first year I have stayed in since I was about 12 years old. I must admit it was fun. We were due to have another couple over for a meal, but unfortunately that didn't materialise.
My other mates were in Donegal doing the cottage thing (not cottaging,cottage as in small whitewashed dwelling.) and Edinburgh so I decided to cook.
I made one of Jamie Olivers risottos (about the height of my ability because it's all in one pot) and got drunk on all the booze I had purchased for the others coming to stay. Midnight was spent dancing round the living room listening to Westwood broacasting from Shine. It was a sorry sight because those present amounted to two, but it was great fun. I was in bed for 1 am.
New Years resolutions are to spend more time with my hobbies, especially fishing and getting up in to the mountains again on the weekends. Nothing too major this year, set your sights low and you can't fail to reach them.