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Today I have mainly been v3

getting some standing desks ordered as a result of some DSE assessments by occupational health.

pondering a plan B should train strikes continue and end up spilling over into August. Relying on the train to get to Penzance....
 
Had my third sale in 7 days to some chap who likes buying up expensive reggae albums - excellent. I have found a couple of country & western albums to stick in his package for free, hope he isn’t offended :)

3 jazz albums I ordered have arrived. First one up sounds marvellous. High hopes that the rest will be top notch.

Looks like a nice day. Going to dry washing on the line. I want a cooked breakfast - fighting the urge.
 
getting some standing desks ordered as a result of some DSE assessments by occupational health.

pondering a plan B should train strikes continue and end up spilling over into August. Relying on the train to get to Penzance....

yes hope they sort it soon, i rely on the train a lot like millions of others
 
The travellers came yesterday, two large caravans and a couple of cars at first. They set up at the far end of the car park, beside the garden centre. Out came chairs and tables. A group of youngsters, the oldest no more than ten, started to wander around the outside of the shops. Then the casual, insouciant vandalism started. A shopping trolley was sent careening down the hill to the farm park entrance, where is crashed into a fence and turned over. A wooden fence was gripped and shaken in an attempt to dislodge it. Cleaning items and caution signs were thrown through the open rest room windows. Another car and caravan slipped in before the owners parked an enormous 8 wheeled aggregate truck across the entrance way, and the gang of children attempted to open the heavy iron gates wide enough to allow in another past it. A queue of caravans stopped on the road outside, creating a tailback of traffic, and the lorry cab and its occupant were surrounded by a group of increasingly aggressive travellers. The atmosphere rapidly deteriorated, and shopkeepers locked doors and ran down shutters. A car was being driven dangerously fast around the car park, skidding to a halt outside the shops, then reversing back, and tearing off in another direction. The children started violently rattling and kicking locked doors, customers of the farm park, with their push chairs and children, formed into a concerned group beyond the fence. People started to shout and curse in a thick Irish brogue. Things had turned ugly terrifyingly quickly.

The police arrived in 5 cars, which were parked in a defensive perimeter beyond the lorry, which was then pulled back. The traffic outside was static. Some 15 policemen and women took stock, checked with the shopowners that no threats or violence had been directed at them, then went over and spoke to the travellers. After 15 or so minutes the chairs and tables were loaded back on, and the convoy formed up to leave, the police holding them back to control their direction of departure. A shop owner held up his phone to film it, and a traveller leapt out of his car and attempted to break through the cordon of police, yelling expletives and threats at the erstwhile cameraman, while his wife shrieked and cursed from inside the car. The police ordered him firmly back into his car, and he eventually relented, amongst a torrent of further expletives. A further altercation with the police took place as to the direction of departure, but the police were firm. Car horns were leaned on, and the occupants mocked onlookers and police from within.

The convoy was escorted to the motorway intersection, and the issue was passed on down the line to Cambridgeshire.
 
in a really interesting Friday afternoon workshop about the continued use of the term BAME as a label.
 
Had a questionnaire through today from a consultant for whom I do a bit of freelance lecturing. I started to fill in some stuff about sustainability, unconscious racial bias, and equality and lost the will to live. If they want me to work for them again, they’ll have to skip it. I really don’t need the hassle.
 
The travellers came yesterday, two large caravans and a couple of cars at first. They set up at the far end of the car park, beside the garden centre. Out came chairs and tables. A group of youngsters, the oldest no more than ten, started to wander around the outside of the shops. Then the casual, insouciant vandalism started. A shopping trolley was sent careening down the hill to the farm park entrance, where is crashed into a fence and turned over. A wooden fence was gripped and shaken in an attempt to dislodge it. Cleaning items and caution signs were thrown through the open rest room windows. Another car and caravan slipped in before the owners parked an enormous 8 wheeled aggregate truck across the entrance way, and the gang of children attempted to open the heavy iron gates wide enough to allow in another past it. A queue of caravans stopped on the road outside, creating a tailback of traffic, and the lorry cab and its occupant were surrounded by a group of increasingly aggressive travellers. The atmosphere rapidly deteriorated, and shopkeepers locked doors and ran down shutters. A car was being driven dangerously fast around the car park, skidding to a halt outside the shops, then reversing back, and tearing off in another direction. The children started violently rattling and kicking locked doors, customers of the farm park, with their push chairs and children, formed into a concerned group beyond the fence. People started to shout and curse in a thick Irish brogue. Things had turned ugly terrifyingly quickly.

The police arrived in 5 cars, which were parked in a defensive perimeter beyond the lorry, which was then pulled back. The traffic outside was static. Some 15 policemen and women took stock, checked with the shopowners that no threats or violence had been directed at them, then went over and spoke to the travellers. After 15 or so minutes the chairs and tables were loaded back on, and the convoy formed up to leave, the police holding them back to control their direction of departure. A shop owner held up his phone to film it, and a traveller leapt out of his car and attempted to break through the cordon of police, yelling expletives and threats at the erstwhile cameraman, while his wife shrieked and cursed from inside the car. The police ordered him firmly back into his car, and he eventually relented, amongst a torrent of further expletives. A further altercation with the police took place as to the direction of departure, but the police were firm. Car horns were leaned on, and the occupants mocked onlookers and police from within.

The convoy was escorted to the motorway intersection, and the issue was passed on down the line to Cambridgeshire.

wow ... very unpleasant !!!!
 
Just back from a quick 24 mile run on my new unicycle which went ok. Was going to grab a bite at the Ritz later but changed my mind and doing sausage chips and beans.

Cheers, made me chuckle that :D





(Apologies if the unicycle and Ritz were truthful :)).
 


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