Archive for September, 2010

The Right To Drive

Posted: September 6, 2010 in Rant

Today, I left for work, having enjoyed a few days at sea (not sure if I had already mentioned that) only to have to turn back after getting halfway as my tummy was telling me that being back at home where I would be more comfortable would be a good idea.

As a result of this extended time in the car, I was able to enjoy the news and hear that it is now seemingly acceptable to clock up 54 points on your licence before receiving a ban.

Naturally, I listened during the day to the inevitable debate on Radio 2 at Lunchtime and was stunned to hear some ‘person’ phone in to say that he had already clocked up 14 points this year, possibly in the last 12 months though it matters not one jot, and was of the firm belief that as his job involved him driving all over the country clocking up over 110,000 miles a year that he should be allowed to clock up more points. Conversely, anyone driving less miles should be allowed fewer points.

The real worry about all this, was that this person, and no doubt others, genuinely believed this to be acceptable. Just where exactly does it state that every person on this land had the absolute right to drive anyway. It’s not a right to drive, it’s a bloody privilege.

When a person driving 110,000 miles a year runs over a pedestrian, or worse still knocks a cyclist off the road (yes, I’m a cyclist), the pain, injury and subsequent inconvenience is the same to the poor injured party as it would have been if said person had been hit by a driver only doing 5000 miles a year. And yet, people still argue that they would be inconvenienced if they lost their licence and may even lose their job. There was even a case of one person being found to have driven in excess of 140 mph yet being allowed to keep their licence as others would have suffered: As no doubt would some poor motor cyclist had he met him, or her,  coming the other way. Obviously this latter point isn’t a consideration.

While I’m at it, why oh why does the judiciary system continue to issue driving bans to persons who are proven to be repeated offenders, or those that have, through their own inadequacies, caused serious injury or even death. A ban is nothing but a slap in the face. There has to be the option in such situations to remove, FOR EVER, the ride to drive. Jail is obviously an added consequence.

I’m sorry of I seem to be going on about this, but I really, really can’t believe that there are people out there who genuinely believe that because they are ‘professional’ drivers clocking up excessive miles they should be considered as ‘special’ when it comes to points and bans. What utter balderdash, if anything, such drivers should be more experienced and as such be better behaved and able to drive within the law.

I have to say that there were other people who clearly shared my views and voiced them as such on the radio: My concern is that such debates are nothing more than that: Debates between the radio and the listeners. Nothing will happen as a result.

The whole topic today genuinely irritated me. There was the inevitable dialogue on driving when using a mobile phone. It was only about three weeks ago that I was following a car on the M4 between Hungerford and Theale (no joke or exaggeration) whose driver spent the whole journey in the centre lane either texting or reading emails on his mobile. Horns and light flashing made no difference.  And I wasn’t the only driver pointing the wrong doing out to the miscreant.

It’s actions such as this last case and this attitude that ‘I am special and therefore shouldn’t be punished’ that make my blood boil and my tummy churn, which is probably why I had to turn back for home this morning.

As a post script:

I accept:  I know: We are all guilty of traffic law violations at some point, some more than others, but for the most part, we all accept that if caught we have to pay the price.

Wow, What a Trip

Posted: September 6, 2010 in Uncategorized

It might have just been a 5-night trip across to France and the Channel Islands but it was a trip worth waiting for and worth doing again. Of course it was made all the better for having positively Canary Island type weather with the temperature over 70f and bright skies throughout: It was a L U V E R L Y Break.

We boarded our ship in Southampton, with Matt and Tara following on behind as a birthday surprise for Debbie before setting sail for Rouen where we spent two days exploring the City and Monet’s Garden.

The Cathedral in Rouen

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St Malo From The Ship

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After Rouen we sailed to St Peter Port in Guernsey and then back to St Mako before heading back to Southampton 😦 feeling extremely well fed and extremely well watered and with an extremely large bar bill (gulp).

Now, I need another one. No that’s not right: I   N_E_E_D   another one.

Today’s The Day

Posted: September 1, 2010 in Uncategorized

Well, here we are: The 31st August. Today is the day. Today is zero sleeps to Cruising. Today is Debbie’s Birthday. Today for me is also the last day of summer.

Through the winter and spring I have always fed the birds. I get great joy an satisfaction sitting at my kitchen table watching the birds feeding on the numerous feeders I put out for them. Birds include Great Tit’s, Blue Tit’s, Green Finch’s, Robin’s and Blackbird’s. Add to these the plethora of sparrow’s (though what sort I haven’t got a clue) and the entertainment value is high. We’ve had woodpeckers of late which is a special joy. All this takes place out the front of the house. At the back, I feed the ducks, and this is where things get a little tricky. You see, you feed the six ducks that happily make home in your garden and they go and tell all their friends and in less than a fortnight, the number had increased to 35+. In addition to these, a family of moorhens settled in as well plus Philip the Cock Pheasant with his gaggle of 6 Philipa the Hen Pheasants. They can get a bit noisy if you don’t feed them in time but as soon as the food arrives all calms down and every bodies happy.

But, then we had a family of Magpies move in; Then we had a family of Jackdaws move: Then we had a family of Crows move in. And by the way, they all fond the food at the front as well that was intended for the Small birds. Still, Spring came and then came Summer and they all disappeared: Don’t know where but they all vanished. And so I vowed to hold back on the feeding in the future.

But today, Debbie’s Birthday, Philip the Cock Pheasant appeared as did 6 Ducks. The ducks hung around outside the kitchen door looking at me as if to say, ‘well, where’s my dinner’. I want to feed them but I don’t want to feed all of the Berkshire Feathered inhabitants again.

In the meantime however, I have Debbie’s Birthday to manage so the birds will have a to wait just a few more days. Anyway, they can eat the apples from the trees while I’m away so I know they wont go hungry. As I said, today is Debbie’s Birthday and part, or most, of her present is a five night cruise To Rouen, St Peter Port and St Malo for Her and myself plus her youngest boy, Master Nicholas. What she doesn’t know, or didn’t know, was that her eldest boy Master Matthew and his Girlfriend Tara were joining us on the boat. Well I can now tell you that her face was a picture this afternoon. We were sitting in a bar on the ship, having finally managed to get her to sit still and have a drink when I managed to time the arrival of Matt and Tara to perfection. Watching Debbie’s face move from curiosity as she ‘people watched’ to confusion, disbelief and then realisation that yes, this was Matt and Tara standing before her and that no they hadn’t forgotten her birthday pressies after all. So this was it: We had reached Debbie’s 49th Birthday and started her 50th Year. All the planning had worked out and she had all her boys with her for her special day. So, with zero days to cruising, I’m off to enjoy my cruise and think about my next cunning plan.

Let’s face it, at the time of writing:

There’s just 115 shopping days to Christmas: As all the stores will soon let us know.