If you can read this without laughing, you must be devoid of laughter cells......
This was originally shown on BBC TV back in the 1970's. Ronnie Barker could say all this without a snigger, though God knows after how many takes.
The irony is, BBC received not one complaint.
The speed of delivery must have been too much for the whining herds. Try getting through it without converting the spoonerisms [and not wetting your pants] as you read.......
This is the story of Rindercella and her sugly isters.
Rindercella and her sugly isters lived in a marge lansion. Rindercella worked very hard frubbing sloors, emptying poss pits, and shivelling shot. At the end of the day, she was knucking fackered. The sugly isters were right bugly astards.. One was called Mary Hinge, and the other was called Betty Swallocks; they were really forrible huckers; they had fetty sweet and fatty swannies.
The sugly isters had tickets to go to the ball, but the cotton runts would not let Rindercella go.
Suddenly there was a bucking fang, and her gairy fodmother appeared. Her name was Shairy Hithole and she was a light rucking fesbian. She turned a pumpkin and six mite wice into a hucking cuge farriage with six dandy ronkeys who had buge hollocks and dig bicks. The gairy fodmother told Rindercella to be back by dimnlight otherwise, there would be a cucking falamity.
At the ball, Rindercella was dancing with the prandsome hince when suddenly the clock struck twelve..=20 "Mist all chucking frighty!!!" said Rindercella, and she ran out tripping barse over ollocks, so dropping her slass glipper.
The very next day, the prandsome hince knocked on Rindercella's door and the sugly isters let him in.. Suddenly, Betty Swallocks lifted her leg and let
off a fig bart. "Who's fust jarted?" asked the prandsome hince.. "Blame that fugly ucker over there!!" said Mary Hinge.
When the stinking brown cloud had lifted, he tried the slass glipper on both the sugly isters without success and their feet stucking funk.
Betty Swallocks was ducking fisgusted and gave the prandsome hince a knack in the kickers. This was not difficult as he had bucking fuge halls and
a hig bard on. He tried the slass glipper on Rindercella and it fitted pucking ferfectly.
Rindercella and the prandsome hince were married. The pransome hince lived his life in lucking fuxury, and Rindercella lived hers with a follen swanny!
Tuesday 28 September 2010
To cheer up a dull day!
If you can read this without laughing, you must be devoid of laughter cells......
This was originally shown on BBC TV back in the 1970's. Ronnie Barker could say all this without a snigger, though God knows after how many takes.
The irony is, BBC received not one complaint.
The speed of delivery must have been too much for the whining herds. Try getting through it without converting the spoonerisms [and not wetting your pants] as you read.......
This is the story of Rindercella and her sugly isters.
Rindercella and her sugly isters lived in a marge lansion. Rindercella worked very hard frubbing sloors, emptying poss pits, and shivelling shot. At the end of the day, she was knucking fackered. The sugly isters were right bugly astards.. One was called Mary Hinge, and the other was called Betty Swallocks; they were really forrible huckers; they had fetty sweet and fatty swannies.
The sugly isters had tickets to go to the ball, but the cotton runts would not let Rindercella go.
Suddenly there was a bucking fang, and her gairy fodmother appeared. Her name was Shairy Hithole and she was a light rucking fesbian. She turned a pumpkin and six mite wice into a hucking cuge farriage with six dandy ronkeys who had buge hollocks and dig bicks. The gairy fodmother told Rindercella to be back by dimnlight otherwise, there would be a cucking falamity.
At the ball, Rindercella was dancing with the prandsome hince when suddenly the clock struck twelve..=20 "Mist all chucking frighty!!!" said Rindercella, and she ran out tripping barse over ollocks, so dropping her slass glipper.
The very next day, the prandsome hince knocked on Rindercella's door and the sugly isters let him in.. Suddenly, Betty Swallocks lifted her leg and let
off a fig bart. "Who's fust jarted?" asked the prandsome hince.. "Blame that fugly ucker over there!!" said Mary Hinge.
When the stinking brown cloud had lifted, he tried the slass glipper on both the sugly isters without success and their feet stucking funk.
Betty Swallocks was ducking fisgusted and gave the prandsome hince a knack in the kickers. This was not difficult as he had bucking fuge halls and
a hig bard on. He tried the slass glipper on Rindercella and it fitted pucking ferfectly.
Rindercella and the prandsome hince were married. The pransome hince lived his life in lucking fuxury, and Rindercella lived hers with a follen swanny!
This was originally shown on BBC TV back in the 1970's. Ronnie Barker could say all this without a snigger, though God knows after how many takes.
The irony is, BBC received not one complaint.
The speed of delivery must have been too much for the whining herds. Try getting through it without converting the spoonerisms [and not wetting your pants] as you read.......
This is the story of Rindercella and her sugly isters.
Rindercella and her sugly isters lived in a marge lansion. Rindercella worked very hard frubbing sloors, emptying poss pits, and shivelling shot. At the end of the day, she was knucking fackered. The sugly isters were right bugly astards.. One was called Mary Hinge, and the other was called Betty Swallocks; they were really forrible huckers; they had fetty sweet and fatty swannies.
The sugly isters had tickets to go to the ball, but the cotton runts would not let Rindercella go.
Suddenly there was a bucking fang, and her gairy fodmother appeared. Her name was Shairy Hithole and she was a light rucking fesbian. She turned a pumpkin and six mite wice into a hucking cuge farriage with six dandy ronkeys who had buge hollocks and dig bicks. The gairy fodmother told Rindercella to be back by dimnlight otherwise, there would be a cucking falamity.
At the ball, Rindercella was dancing with the prandsome hince when suddenly the clock struck twelve..=20 "Mist all chucking frighty!!!" said Rindercella, and she ran out tripping barse over ollocks, so dropping her slass glipper.
The very next day, the prandsome hince knocked on Rindercella's door and the sugly isters let him in.. Suddenly, Betty Swallocks lifted her leg and let
off a fig bart. "Who's fust jarted?" asked the prandsome hince.. "Blame that fugly ucker over there!!" said Mary Hinge.
When the stinking brown cloud had lifted, he tried the slass glipper on both the sugly isters without success and their feet stucking funk.
Betty Swallocks was ducking fisgusted and gave the prandsome hince a knack in the kickers. This was not difficult as he had bucking fuge halls and
a hig bard on. He tried the slass glipper on Rindercella and it fitted pucking ferfectly.
Rindercella and the prandsome hince were married. The pransome hince lived his life in lucking fuxury, and Rindercella lived hers with a follen swanny!
Wednesday 22 September 2010
BA Talent Show Rehearsal
This was scheduled for 11am and as usual i was there by 1015, so grabbed a coffee and watched an Indian contestant singing in Indian with a backdrop of a movie which sort of explained what he was singing. It was very technical but not the most grabbing act for an audience.
I had been to this venue before but imagined it bigger than it was, still big enough. The room itself will be laid out on the night theatre style rows of seats, but the back and the sides will have tables and chairs, the people who are coming to support me better not take front row seats as it is really off putting when you walk on a stage and recognise someone in the front row. The judges, including Chico also seem to be very close to the front of the stage.
I sung my first song and was told i need to be more animated, but even when i watch Barbra Streisand sing "Don't Rain on my Parade" she does not fly around the stage like a loony, so i will have to work on "working the stage", and can you believe my second slow song i was also told to move around, i prefer a mic stand and to stay static when singing a slow number as it looks daft being a whirling dervish during "This is the Moment"
On the night i will be third on out of ten, not the best place to be, would prefer to be six or seven but Carole Baldock is sixth, she is singing smooth operator and On the Radio, during the instrumental break of smooth operator guess who has been roped into walking on stage in a black suit and fedora hat looking like a male smooth operator, if i did not have enough to do and think about.
The building itself is multi functional and i have attended BA courses here, it is a members only vacinity and they even have their only monthly lottery, there is a lovely subsidised bar and restaurant with outside area during warm weather and for smokers.
The advertisement for the show is plastered all over BA property, this is it....
What made me laugh was one place i found an article......
There was a draft of the programme which i had a little look at, it was no finished by any means but we all had to send in a photograph and say a little bit about ourselves, not an easy thing to do in such few words.
I am flying off to Mauritius on Sunday and i only get back the day before the show, i will use the time while i am away to rehearse in my room, sort out some hand movements and gestures to accompany the song well. Could the two free tickets to New York and the £750.00 be mine? Tune in soon to find out.
Wish me luck.
Sunday 19 September 2010
Disney Shows
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eLXtR6vC6XM&feature=related
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xbzJ0R9Q-h8
Saturday 18 September 2010
Saturday nights
I loathe these nights, getting cold and dark now, autumn in here and winter is just around the corner, currently watching "Dreamgirls" and love the music, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=L4kpHd0K0lg
so expressive and the type that has you lifting out of your seat with your hairs standing up on your arm, my favourite is "I am Changing" so so good and makes me cry. I was also forced to watch a Lassie movie this afternoon which dehydrated me with crying so much, poor little Lassie, always in trouble, lame, ill....hate to watch it.
I am also going to be all on my own this week Tuesday-Friday and mum hates this incase i go into a Diabetic coma or something she will have read about what could happen to me in the Doctors book which is like her bible! I always find if you read up on something you end up having all the symptoms of every disease in there.
so expressive and the type that has you lifting out of your seat with your hairs standing up on your arm, my favourite is "I am Changing" so so good and makes me cry. I was also forced to watch a Lassie movie this afternoon which dehydrated me with crying so much, poor little Lassie, always in trouble, lame, ill....hate to watch it.
When i was young Saturday nights were a highlight, a chance to escape the daily 9-5 routine, an excuse to get out of the house and live a life, wow how things change, i am sometimes bathed and ready for bed at 4pm, curtains drawn, heating on and the tv guide highlighted with what i will be watching.
When i did my first ever flight which was a promotional flight to Edinburgh and Glasgow in 1988 i loved every minute of my job, i was not governed by salary or future, i live for the moment, i had many friends, i did mostly there and backs for almost a year before we started to do layover flights, then the party began, seven nights in Mombassa, a week in Toronto an 11day Los Angeles trip flying back into Manchester, we did 7 days based in Manchester doing there and backs out of Manchester and based in a hotel in the city centre, we could do 12 hour plus duty days and i would still find time to go out until the small hours afterwards, now it would be slippers and horlicks and a hot bath!
When i did my first ever flight which was a promotional flight to Edinburgh and Glasgow in 1988 i loved every minute of my job, i was not governed by salary or future, i live for the moment, i had many friends, i did mostly there and backs for almost a year before we started to do layover flights, then the party began, seven nights in Mombassa, a week in Toronto an 11day Los Angeles trip flying back into Manchester, we did 7 days based in Manchester doing there and backs out of Manchester and based in a hotel in the city centre, we could do 12 hour plus duty days and i would still find time to go out until the small hours afterwards, now it would be slippers and horlicks and a hot bath!
Self-Esteem
Having no self esteem is such a bad thing, i look at my teenage years and think of all the things i could have achieved but i was always thought " i was not good enough" or " i will never get that" or " they will never pick me". I now say to everyone "go for your dreams" as if you don't succeed you will be no worse off than you are now and it is all in lifes building blocks. Over the last few weeks with all the upset at work and bad feeling a job that i was once proud of seems to be tearing me apart, half of me wants to look for another job, the rest is torn and dedicated to a job i have done for twenty two years, i still work hard, as my performance on board the aircraft is a personal thing, i do a "good job" for me and the people who have paid to receive good service, i do not do it for any other reason. I am hoping someone reading this will offer me job, a new adventure, a new journey, it is not something i would accept without great thought and probably lack of sleep but i would consider anything right
now. How sad is that, we chose our destinies and now others quite happily add fuel to the fire and spoil things for everyone.
Blogs, Facebook and other social networking sites are becoming employers excuse for dismissing staff, some companies are hiring teams of people to browse these sites for any derogatory comments about their employers, photographs in uniform or conversations about unrest in the workplace, the only way to survive without being dismissed in some companies seems to be to speak to no one, say nothing and wear duck tape over your mouth when on company premises as others can easily coerse you into a conversation you do not want to get into, or a customer could ask questions and actually could be the press.
When i look at friends and others i see them happy and content in their work, however maybe they think the same about me as it is always more glamourous from the outside, as if i say i have a three day Miami, that sounds like three days in Miami, when in fact, i take off and work for 10 hours, arrive at midnight uk time and want to sleep but it is only 7pm in Miami, so i stay up starting the jet lag process, i wake up the next day with a headache from the aircon and drag myself out to find food, i have to be back to iron the shirt, shower, get ready and leave for the airport to look after people who have just spent 7-14 days on luxury cruise ships with a 4/1 or ever 2/1 ratio of passengers to crew, and expect the same sort of service on a 747 with 350 passengers and 14 of us to do all the work, used to be 16!!! I then work through the night of day two into the morning of day three and get home shattered, disillusioned, upset, jetlagged, stressed, and the only positive thing is if i made it his far i live to
survive another day in the big bad world of my employer without being met at the aircraft doors and suspended.
I know somewhere down the line the internet will be my downfall, it connects me to the outside world without having to actually go there and communicate face to face, this blog is my personal diary, it allows me to offload stuff that is bugging me and helps me feel better, surely that is not a bad thing, better than making myself ill with it. As i have said before many people have friends who they can offload on, i have no one, this is how i do it and i would never stop as it really does help.
Today has been a day of drowsiness, i am either enjoying the relaxation of the cottage or it is my Diabetes and cholesterol medication, can you believe i am on the same pills, Simvistatin, as mum and dad.
They went to see my nephew today who is walking from John o groats to Lands End to raise money for the injured troops from Afghanistan, he has blisters, and suffering with his hernia but has completed 400 miles already and everyone is very proud of him, mum and dad drove to Penrith today to take him supplies, dad boiled 24 hard boiled eggs and they took them along with bananas, pies and chocolate.
The sponsorship link is:-
http://www.justgiving.com/
They were really proud of him and i am too, he is an inspiration and i really want to give him a hug right now, he is one of our family members that thinks of others and not of himself, the unselfishness of this is an attractive quality, money is evil and others seem to think it makes the world go around, it does not buy friends, only false ones, flash cars and houses are immaterial and mean absolutely nothing except the person behind the wheel is a selfish arsehole!!
My last rant is back to mobile phones, what part of "they are illegal to use when driving" do people not understand, all phones come with handsfree kits, USE THEM!!! I know someone who lost their son when a driver was on the phone and caused an accident so i get very annoyed when i see people breaking the law...i think i will carry a static camera in my car and take photographs of these selfish people, once again, their phone call is far more important than someones life...i could spit feathers!!!
now. How sad is that, we chose our destinies and now others quite happily add fuel to the fire and spoil things for everyone.
Blogs, Facebook and other social networking sites are becoming employers excuse for dismissing staff, some companies are hiring teams of people to browse these sites for any derogatory comments about their employers, photographs in uniform or conversations about unrest in the workplace, the only way to survive without being dismissed in some companies seems to be to speak to no one, say nothing and wear duck tape over your mouth when on company premises as others can easily coerse you into a conversation you do not want to get into, or a customer could ask questions and actually could be the press.
When i look at friends and others i see them happy and content in their work, however maybe they think the same about me as it is always more glamourous from the outside, as if i say i have a three day Miami, that sounds like three days in Miami, when in fact, i take off and work for 10 hours, arrive at midnight uk time and want to sleep but it is only 7pm in Miami, so i stay up starting the jet lag process, i wake up the next day with a headache from the aircon and drag myself out to find food, i have to be back to iron the shirt, shower, get ready and leave for the airport to look after people who have just spent 7-14 days on luxury cruise ships with a 4/1 or ever 2/1 ratio of passengers to crew, and expect the same sort of service on a 747 with 350 passengers and 14 of us to do all the work, used to be 16!!! I then work through the night of day two into the morning of day three and get home shattered, disillusioned, upset, jetlagged, stressed, and the only positive thing is if i made it his far i live to
survive another day in the big bad world of my employer without being met at the aircraft doors and suspended.
I know somewhere down the line the internet will be my downfall, it connects me to the outside world without having to actually go there and communicate face to face, this blog is my personal diary, it allows me to offload stuff that is bugging me and helps me feel better, surely that is not a bad thing, better than making myself ill with it. As i have said before many people have friends who they can offload on, i have no one, this is how i do it and i would never stop as it really does help.
Today has been a day of drowsiness, i am either enjoying the relaxation of the cottage or it is my Diabetes and cholesterol medication, can you believe i am on the same pills, Simvistatin, as mum and dad.
They went to see my nephew today who is walking from John o groats to Lands End to raise money for the injured troops from Afghanistan, he has blisters, and suffering with his hernia but has completed 400 miles already and everyone is very proud of him, mum and dad drove to Penrith today to take him supplies, dad boiled 24 hard boiled eggs and they took them along with bananas, pies and chocolate.
The sponsorship link is:-
They were really proud of him and i am too, he is an inspiration and i really want to give him a hug right now, he is one of our family members that thinks of others and not of himself, the unselfishness of this is an attractive quality, money is evil and others seem to think it makes the world go around, it does not buy friends, only false ones, flash cars and houses are immaterial and mean absolutely nothing except the person behind the wheel is a selfish arsehole!!
My last rant is back to mobile phones, what part of "they are illegal to use when driving" do people not understand, all phones come with handsfree kits, USE THEM!!! I know someone who lost their son when a driver was on the phone and caused an accident so i get very annoyed when i see people breaking the law...i think i will carry a static camera in my car and take photographs of these selfish people, once again, their phone call is far more important than someones life...i could spit feathers!!!
A Week in Wales
The cottage in Wales was something i was really looking forward too, but not after a very long flight from Los Angeles then a 4 hour drive to get here,i had been awake 34 hours by the time i crawled into a nice bed in the Welsh countryside.
We had a choice of two properties, The Derry which had a river view and a conservatory and The Coach House which we had initially booked, the Derry was smaller and was adapted for wheelchair access so it felt a little strange so we opted for our original choice, a former barn, this conversion was upside down being built on a hill the three bedrooms were in the basement with the lounge, kitchen and dining room on the first floor but both accessible by doors due to the fact they were built on a slope. Megan was very confused when she saw us going downstairs to bed and thought we were leaving her upstairs on her own,she soon got used to the layout and even worked out which cupboard her treats and food were stored and started scratching on the door like she does at home.
The Kitchen, lounge and dining room were all open plan with a pine staircase in the middle leading down to the bedrooms.
The Tv was small for the size of the room but not all visitors make it their first priority but when you have a dog who is almost 12 with spinal arthritis we can not go out walking all day as she gets uncomfortable, we took a stroll today on a small beach called Trearth today, it had stopped raining and the wind was blowing from the south making in warm and pleasant. After a drive back to the cottage on thin and winding roads we arrived back at the cottage where we will be in for the night, having fry-up with last nights sunday roast left overs.
Master Bedroom
New Quay, (two words and not Cornwall) is slightly north of Cardigan in the west coast it was a lovely day, sunshine and fish and chips out of the paper, the only way to eat them!!
The Stairs down to the bedrooms
Ged and Megan on Tenby Beach, she loves the water.
Lyn and Linda arrive tomorrow from Nuneaton in Warwickshire, they are staying one night then heading back on Wednesday, i am hoping they understand that Megan cannot be walked out all day and happy to take a ride with us somewhere with a short stroll, maybe Tenby, not sure.
We were at the Vets today in Cardigan to get Megan more Rimadyl painkillers as we needed more and knew they would be cheaper than in the south where they rip us off with their ridiculous prices, at least 50% cheaper here, just wish i could get them here all the time but vet practices will only issue 3-4 prescriptions before they need to see the dog for an examination so its impossible to have the ordered and delivered over the telephone or internet.
Last time we rented a cottage it was for 5 nights this is for 7 nights and maybe too long, £539.00 for the week, a pay meter for the electric and have to settle up at the end of the week for the heating or oil we have used.
I am having withdrawal symptoms with the internet as there is limited if any access here, i can get on slightly from the garden but the walls are so thick it cuts out any signal from the outside, so my facebook account is being ignored as is any other site i frequented.
Really peed off that i left 200 cigarettes and a bottle of Vodka, not for me i might add, on the aircraft after the Los Angeles, they were for my neighbour, £35.00 wasted!
It is now 2300 on Monday night i am watching a programme on BBC4 all about Newcastle, i have learnt a lot, i knew all about Grays monument in Gray Street but i had no idea it was Earl Gray the tea man, it has all made me feel very homesick, i miss the North East so much, i still question will i want to go back to these memories when mum and dad are with me no more, will i want to see our family home with a strange car parked on the drive, will i want to walk the lovely walks i did with Megan when she is here no more, will i smile with these lovely memories or will i cry. My inner self would take me as far away as possible for my memories, i have hundreds in my mind i don't really need visual memories. I would move overseas, as i have said before i have no friends, no confidents and no one that i would have to say goodbye too, i am a lost soul in a huge world, i am spinning and don't know which direction to take, which road to drive down, which country to live in. They are now showing the bridges of the Tyne now, Mum and dad were in the first 100 people to walk over that when it opened with dads three sisters, they all have medals as proof, yet another memory i have and one that would be in the forefront of my mind should i walk over that bridge in teh future.
We have all made mistakes in our lives, relationshop faux pas,incredibly stupid job choices and looking back we could have done so much more, and now many of those opportunities are out of our grasp either due to age or medical problems. I have been really bad this week and had a few sweets and biscuits, Diabetes could kill me and i still take chances but most of the time i am very good and try to stick to a rigid healthy diet and seriously reduce my salt and sugar intake.
I have a poem someone gave me to read when you lose a pet, i just read it and was going to type it onto here but i ended up crying so much i could not face typing it out and having to see it again, very very very sad, a day i dread, i am looking at Megan now, she is all comfy, warm, safe and loved, she is snoring and is so content even though we are in a strange environment for her, as long as we are here she is happy, she keeps waking up and checking we are still here and have not left her then once she has made that check she flops back down into a deep deep sleep.
She has been having panting problems, for instance we left home at 2pm Saturday she panted all the way here and did not stop until 930pm that night, once she falls asleep it stops, i am convinced she is a little stressed with the journey and the strange house we are living in for one week that she becomes anxious, it is not a heat pant, definately a stress one! I once saw a vets documentary on tv and there was a dog rushed in with panting and breathing problems and it was in fact the owner that was causing it with her negative vibes and personal stresses which the dog had picked up on, after one hour away from her the dog was as calm as a cucumber!!
I will say goodnight to day Two in the cottage, off to bed soon.
Day five started early with Linda and Lyn up at stupid o clock ready for a day out, i was panicking as they are avid walkers and i knew Megan would not be able to walk the distances they could, i was pleased when we visited a small fishing village on the west Wales coast called New Quay, seperate words unlike the Newquay in Cornwall. It was very quaint, a small stone pier led out to a mountain on small boats and fishing vessels, one side of the pier was choppy waves while the wind protected side glistened like a small garden pond in the sunlight.
I have thoughts of mum and dad on their cruise starting on 26th September from Newcastle, it has a great itinerary but i am sure they will have some rough days at sea, They leave Newcastle, then Portland Dorset, St Peters Port in Guernsey, Milford Haven Wales ( close to us now) Dublin Ireland, Tobermory Scotland, Invergordon Scotland and back to Newcastle, it is the "Around the Uk" cruise, they are in cabin 9004, superior suite on The Boudicca Fred Olsen Cruise lines, they are Norwegian based but have four ships all beginning with the letter "B" Balmoral, Black Watch, Braemar and Boudicca, all very English, money on board is uk £ and drinks all very reasonably priced, the shore excursions can be very expensive so i put £200 on the cabin expenses, this is on top of the extra £800 i paid to get them a good cabin ( unknown to them).
Tomorrow will bring a drive to Tenby in the south and a leisurely stroll before heading back to the cottage, Friday a nice walk on Cardigan Bay beach and we leave Saturday to drive home. We are both off until 26th September, and our dog walker/sitter is on holiday that very same time we both go to work so looking at alternatives, Mum and dad on cruise so have to rule them out, now it's Ged's sisters to the rescue. I only wish i had better internet access here then i could check flight, train and coach prices as it would cost me £80 to pay dog walker for four full days of looking after Megsy Moo Pots!!
Tuesday 7 September 2010
My Friend Sam
Having a stranger add you on Facebook for no reason whatsoever except that they are an airline enthusiast makes you ask yourself about the morals of talking and staying in contact with a 16 year old boy, there are other agendas people may assume but this is not the case.
I have supplied sam with information on my job, from start to finish, very tedious for me but makes someones day and surely that is what is it all about.
He loves to see my rosters, track my aircraft while in flight and check if i have departed via the BAA website.
All harmless fun from a person who is himself learning to fly.
From a family who able to give him the best Sam is an articulate, educated, friendly young man, he has been raised well even though he gets over excited on skype and the language starts to go downhill, but i think this is only because he is trying to act all grown up when talking in an adult scenario.
He is like a little brother to me although he has one of his own, i just hope the dentist puts him to sleep today, removes all his teeth and gives him dentures LOL
Sunday 5 September 2010
Famous Passenger revisited
Lucy Benjamin, ex Eastenders actress, coming home from Dubai.
Alistair Stewart heading back from Olympics in Beijing
Freddie Ljumberg on way to Seattle
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Ben Affleck just a bout to leave our flight in Dubai
and Uri Geller en route to Tokyo
Me and Cilla Black outside Wimbledon Theatre 1991 after her Aladdin Panto.
I could have had hundreds more but you do have to be careful not to offend celebrities and have to chose the right time to ask for a photograph.
UNION MEETING KEMPTON PARK
Tomorrow sees the large union meeting at Kempton Park race course which is literally a 15 minutes drive for me but crew are flying in from all over the world and country and driving from the four corners of the UK for this BASSA meeting.
We have been asked to wear a yellow ribbon or yellow clothing in respect for all our suspended and dismissed crew, i have no ribbon but wearing a t-shirt with yellow piping, it's the best i can do.
I should be there around 1015 for a 1100 start, meeting never starts on time anyway and we are always met with a barrage of press, tv and media outside, they are not allowed in and the building is patrolled by security, we only get in by showing our airline ID's.
However since the last two strikes we all know who went to work, who turned their back on their colleagues and potentially threw away our future terms and conditions by their selfishness for staff travel and personal financial gain....my motto is "SHORT TERM LOSS FOR LONG TERM GAIN"
Friday 3 September 2010
24 hours in Vancouver.
The Olympic torch still stands proudly in downtown Vancouver. Symbolising that the city hosted the winter Olympics.
Vacouver is a beautiful city, when mum and dad visited in 1989 they always said if they had been younger they would have emigrated and lived here, the air is clean, the views are spectacular, it is not over crowded, and is well kept by the local authorities.
Vacouver is a beautiful city, when mum and dad visited in 1989 they always said if they had been younger they would have emigrated and lived here, the air is clean, the views are spectacular, it is not over crowded, and is well kept by the local authorities.
A lego Whale stands by the harbour. Silverseas Silver Shadow is berthed in the harbour awaiting its elite passengers ready to sail on a 9 night Alaskan Adventure, these cruises are exclusive and very expensive, passenger are even contacted a week before sailing to ask what they want printed on their personal stationary in their suite. There is not a sign of any plastic furniture on board with everything adorned in teak.
On the other end of the cruise scale you will find Celebrity cruises, here is Millenium waiting its passenger on a 7 night cruise to Alaska, the prices are a quarter of what passengers will pay on silverseas and the space ratio and crew v passenger ratio will be reduced compared to the huge amounts of space and personal attention to detail on Silverseas!Celebrity Millenium Towers 14 stories high and can be seen quite clearly from downtown Vancouver.
On the other end of the cruise scale you will find Celebrity cruises, here is Millenium waiting its passenger on a 7 night cruise to Alaska, the prices are a quarter of what passengers will pay on silverseas and the space ratio and crew v passenger ratio will be reduced compared to the huge amounts of space and personal attention to detail on Silverseas!Celebrity Millenium Towers 14 stories high and can be seen quite clearly from downtown Vancouver.
The day in Vancouver was warm with clear skies and i would like to see Silverseas sail at 5pm then dash back to the hotel to put on my uniform for my flight home.
I wish i was going on one of these ships rather than a smelly 747 to London Heathrow.
Maybe i am living in a fantasy land where looking from the outside in it all seems to glamourous a little like flying until you actually experience it.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=icAwcByaNtY (try this)
Wednesday 1 September 2010
My Future
I am not sure if it is because i am a Pisces but i just love the water, have done 9 cruisers up to now and never want to get off, i have 5 summers of entertainments experience with Pontins, i have 22 years customer service experience with flying and i am totally customer focussed, we can all do " a job" but if you do it with kindness and maybe go the extra mile or just strike up a conversation it separates you from the rest and makes you special, caring and basically good at your job.
I thrive on stress related situations and problem solving but at the age of 46 have i left it too late, could i be a Cruise Director? There salaries are very high and work for a few months then have months at home, seems ideal!
Isn't it amazing how you can change over night and start to actually loathe the job you loved less then 24 hours previous, i think my employers are clever, they have let disputes fester and go on and on, they are driving people out to replace them with cheap labour.....very very clever, and it's working.
Watch this space, i have my feelers out, people are sussing out what my next move could be.....maybe in one years time i will be free from my shackles and in a job i love and can give 100% too!
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