…hear the excitement of me on Morning West; I’ve got an MP3 of just the couple of minutes of the interview with me, Doug and Nikki.
Saves you trawling through a couple of hours of Morning West. It’s at 1hr12 for those wishing to locate it in the real audio stream.
So, I’m trying to drag out not doing anything until I’ve eaten lunch.
This morning I went swimming in my favourite pool. But before leaping, clad only in a thin layer of nylon, into the chlorinated water I was interviewed by BBC Radio Bristol on Morning West. You can hear the whole show, at the moment, in hideous real player format. You’d have to be pretty damn enthusiastic to do that though.
Basically, with Doug Reid, the organiser of the Save Bristol North Pool campaign, and Ms B we tried to explain why the pool is worth saying in about 3 minutes. I’m trying to see if I can extract a copy of the interview but first I actually have to download it. Hurrah for evil applications that do a good impression of RealPlayer. (more…)
How can this song possibly be classed as ‘house’. It’s blatantly not.
And it’s fucking ace. But my speakers are upsetting my monitor at this volume.
I bet you all really wanted to know that. I’m feeling a touch better, and I’ve decided to take the posters down to Brizzy North tomorrow, given how rotten I felt this morning.
I’ve printed off 6, which appears to be the last thing that print cartridge is likely to do. I’ve [attempted to] refill the cartridge, but let’s just say that it… well… doesn’t look (at the moment) like it’s ‘entirely’ worked. Oddly, the C and the M are okay, as is the (unrefilled) K, it’s just the Y that seems to be being a bit grief filled.
In fact, Yellow, at the moment, comes out green.
I’m wondering if the tiny amount of HP ink has disagreed with the Tesco Value refill ink.
Bleh.
Anyway.
Site news:
Comments fixed (but you have to make yourself an account to post comments).
Archives still broken – question now on WordPress Support Forums.
I *think* it’s all working again.
I know, default style, slapped wrist. Give me time I’ll sort it out…
Heh, no, not pregnant…
Every day, as some of you probably know, I wake up with ‘allergies’. I’m moderately convinced that this is some psychosomatic response to something or other; because:
– I can sleep on my bed in the day time without problems
– I don’t get allergy responses in the house all the time
– It normally goes away within an hour or two of waking up
But it’s being a pig this morning. I’ve got all blocked up sinusey / sneezy / runny nose. Bleh.
At any rate, I’ve finished off what I was doing last night – [800k Fairly good Quality Jpeg] [3 Meg High Quality PNG].
It’s a fairly simple and basic layout, kinda thrown together. But I think it looks pretty cool, I’ve kinda come in a bit late about this. If I’d’ve been able to swim when I lived in Bishopston I might have actually realised what a gem was there in the pool; but I couldn’t, so I never went in.
So now I’m trying to do something. I agree with the Save Brizzy North Campaign’s leader, it’s probably too late to get anything done except sell the pool to a private company. But so long as it stays a pool that the community can access….
But he also informed me that it is a grade two listed building, that the building has no structural problems, and, well… it’s just ripe for someone who cares to come and save it and use it.
It’s a pool, and it should stay a pool. I’ve also heard a bit more about it’s history. It was actually built in 1916, but only opened post war (1922) – being used as a munitions factory during WWI.
Anyway, I nearly finished the European Requirements Pack yesterday, despite my rambling; and yeah… Mmm… need to finish that off. But first, a shower…
After my shower I’ll run down to Brizzy North and offer’em up the posters.
BTW, still not fixed comments on my own Journal. Will get round to it, I promise. If you want to leave a comment, try my Livejournal.
I have this problem.
I think it’s probably related to my problems with the modern world, and also with my memory problems.
I become attached to things. I’m a creature of habit.
I am very annoyed by the idea that they might close “my” pool. I love “my” pool. Just look at it…
…and tell me that the public shouldn’t be allowed to use that place.
Why are councils so intent on destroying that which is beautiful just because it’s old.
That building has a huge section of glass roof; hidden by a modern false ceiling… it’s got the capability to be so utterly beautiful and remain functional, and it’s such a sickening, sickening waste.
In the last week, two of my favourite things about Bristol have gone; Bristol North Baths (well, okay, not gone, it’s got a closure date), and the Green Leaf Bookshop.
By the way, if anyone wants to write to Bristol’s City Council and complain, the address is:
The Corporate Complaints Manager
Bristol City Council
Freepost (SWB535)
Bristol
BS1 5ZZ
My complaint’s in an envelope waiting to go off.
I should continue working on my EU pack, but I just don’t feel like it.
I made this – it’s designed to be printed onto clear acetate and stuck in a car window…. I feel all impotent. I’m so angry and really upset. Overly so.
But I really love swimming, and I really love that pool and they’re taking it away for no good reason.
The closure date’s been set.
Bristol North Pool in all it’s Edwardian splendour will be closing at the end of the month, assuming that Bristol’s neglectful city council get their way.
Some, please, buy it and keep it open. I hate modern pools, they have no personality, no style, and no heart. This place is the heart of Bishopston, it’s the second most fucking popular pool in Bristol, it’s been open since 1922 and they’re going to destroy it.
Pointless facts
– During winter the pool used to be boarded over and used as a Cinema because the council didn’t think people’d want to swim in winter.
– It’s the original home of Bristol Swimming Club; who were founded at the pool. They had 290 members in 1927.
– I learned to swim in the pool, and I love it.
– It’s proper deep, not piddly little just over your head deep.
– Everyone I’ve met there loves the damn place.
I now hate Bristol City Council.
That is all.
[Both in the awful pun sense and the accurate description of the car sense]
Yesterday I spent the day with John (and for the first half of the day) Nikki, attempting to hand-build an exhaust to fit my beloved Rebecca’s LCB Manifold.
See, I could just about justify the money for the front part of the system, the LCB frontpipe; but the cost of the whole system was more than I felt I could justify; especially with that Janspeed silencer and a stainless steel back section kicking around in the garage.
So, we set about creating an exhaust on Friday, using the LCB front pipe and a sleeve to get that to join to the Janspeed silencer. It looked like, with a bit of a gimp on the angle the silencer went in, we should be able to join it to the backsection.
It went a bit pearshaped though (more…)
………::::::TEST ICICLES::::::……….
I could’ve been punk. :-)
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