On the Road

Steamy Shower Warning

So tonight I’m spending the night in the Mill Hotel in the centre of Chester.

The hotel isn’t bad, especially compared to some of the places I stayed at when I was at SSE – the wing I am in is pretty new, and even has a network connection in the room (hence how I’m able to blog). The hotel seems to be pretty well non-smoking, although there is a quite amusing sign on the door of the bathroom – apparently steamy showers will set of the fire alarms. 😀

The food so far has been good too, have to wait and see what breakfast is like.

In fact the only annoyance is the TV. Like most hotels it has a universal remote to control the TV, and as in a number of places before, the universal remote has been deprogrammed. Also as in most UK hotels I’ve been in, the channel arrangement is pretty odd. BBC1 is up at channel 17, BBC 2, ITV, Channel 4 and Channel 5 are in slots 1, 2, 3 and 4 respectively. The rest of the channels is the usual odd mix of channels that you often get in hotels, with News 24, Sky Three, Sky Sports, and a couple of other channels coming of a shared Sky box. Anyway, I just need to remember how to set the alarm on my phone now, and finish off at the customer tomorrow before heading home.

An Episode of Two Halves

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Doomsday, the final episode of the series of Doctor Who, which was broadcast on the BBC last night was very much an episode of two halves. On the one side you have the big battle of the enemies, with the Daleks and Cybermen doing battle, the Cybermen looking to conquer the Earth, and the Daleks very much focused on their own mission to activate the Genesis Ark. Alongside this we have the much more personal stories of the Doctor and Rose, and also the Tyler family who thanks to a bit of jumping between parallel worlds, are finally brought back together.

As to the discussion as to whether the episode could live up to the hype, I think it did. If you look back to the discussion in the comments following my posting last week, you’ll see that there were a number of theories based around whether the death of Rose would be metaphorical. Russell T did play with the audience somewhat, in the way that as he has done before he tries to get Rose to a place of safety, but she comes back to help, and then she is saved from death just in the nick of time, but in such a way that she can never get back to the Doctor. Interestingly in the Doctor Who Confidential following the episode Russell T confirmed that they never considered actually killing the character. In a comment that certainly reveals some of the ethos behind the current series he stated that he wants the series to be about hope, and that killing a popular companion would not fit with that. However he then went on to describe their difficulty in finding a way to split the Doctor and Rose, as it would have been totally out of character for Rose to leave willingly. Certainly it is at this point that you realise quite how much work has been put in to getting all the Tyler loose ends tied up nicely, even down to the fact that the parallel Jackie Tyler and Mickey are put out of the picture ready to provide a nice happy end to the whole Tyler story-lines. Indeed the moment when Jackie finally meets Pete definitely raised a smile around here.

In terms of the Dalek and Cybermen story-line, this gave us quite a bit of action, with Cybermen taking on human soldiers, and later the Daleks taking on the Cybermen. There were also, as Beth commented, some pretty catty lines from the Daleks at times, probably considered unnecessary by a number in the fan community I would guess. One good thing was that there wasn’t the Dalek/Cyberman team up. The moment when the Cybermen offer an alliance in the trailer actually occurs when the Cybermen realise that they cannot match up to the firepower of four Daleks – indeed the comment is made that they couldn’t survive the firepower of just one – and offer an alliance. The Daleks turn it down point blank, and continue with their mission to activate the Genesis Ark, which turns out to be a Time Lord prison ship holding millions of Daleks. After this, the Daleks and Cybermen are swiftly dealt with thanks to the rift, with the Doctor setting things up so the two armies are sucked out of this dimension. Needless to say, the tradition of leaving things open for a rematch is maintained, with the Black Dalek escaping just in the nick of time.

This then leaves a good chunk of the episode to tie up the Rose story-line. At the height of the battle, Rose has fallen towards the rift that is sucking the Daleks and Cybermen out, but is at the last moment saved by Pete, who appears from the parallel world one last time and takes her back. A split second later the rift is closed and she cannot get back.

After this we find out why Rose is stood on a beach at the opening of the episode – she has heard the Doctor’s voice calling, and this is where he appears to say his good-bye. In typical Doctor fashion it is actually a beach in Norway, rather than the UK, resulting in the Tylers going running across Europe. But the Doctor says that he has enough power to send this last communication, and Rose declares her love for the Doctor, but the transmission ends with the Doctor in mid-sentence of his reply.

Having said that, we immediately are straight in to the set-up for the Christmas episode, with barely a pause for breath, as the Doctor looks up from the console to find a bride (played by Catherine Tate) stood in the console room. Bearing in mind that the TARDIS is millions of miles from Earth at this point, in orbit of a super nova to power the transmission, it will certainly be interesting to find out how she got there – only about 170 days to wait!

Day Trip to Belgium

I’ve just got back from a day trip to Belgium, Brussels to be precise. I went over on business, alongside one of our sales guys, as our company is joining in with a EU funded project looking at RFID solutions, and this was the kick off meeting.

As you may have gathered from the end of my posting yesterday, this was all organised pretty last minute in terms of the flights, so the cheapest flights I could get where a premium economy ticket going out, and the slightly cheaper (well about £4 cheaper) restricted business ticket on the way back.

This was the first time I’d flown on the BMI premium economy ticket, and considering that it is more expensive than a restricted business ticket, if you don’t need the flexibility in the ticket, I’d rather go for the cheaper business ticket. From the point of view of travel perks, the only perk you get over and above regular economy on a short-haul flight is that you can get into the business lounge. However that proved to be a mixed blessing this morning anyway. Firstly the whole of the air conditioning system throughout Terminal 1 seemed to be having problems, so the BMI lounge had a couple of portable air conditioners, and some fans, but really was just generally warm and muggy. Coupled with that, the lounge is above one of the gates, which is fine if you could access all of the BMI gates – but you can’t. My flight was on a totally different pier, and when I left the lounge to go to catch my flight I was directed through flight connections – apparently the only way to get to the other pier is to spend another ten minutes waiting around to have your bags searched again, because the security staff won’t allow you back into the departures hall to get to the right pier.

Anyway, onto the premium economy experience on the plane. BMI is not not providing any food, or any drinks for free to economy passengers. It’s still complimentary for business passengers, but they charge anyone in the economy cabin, even if you’re paying for the premium economy ticket. The drinks and food aren’t exactly cheap either – what I’d describe as captive market pricing, so you’re looking at £1.50 for a cup of tea. Now fine, if you’re opting for the cheapest fare possible, you expect them to squeeze every extra penny out of you, but bear in mind that my premium economy ticket cost more than someone sat in the business class cabin on a restricted ticket was paying.

The scheduled journey time from Heathrow to Brussels is about an hour, it transpires that about half of this time is actually to cover the sitting around at Heathrow, as the flight itself only took 35 minutes. Coming back you are in the air for 50 minutes, the difference in time being the time you are stacked waiting to land at Heathrow. When I arrived at Brussels I had a couple of hours to kill waiting for my colleague to arrive on his flight from Birmingham. Frustratingly thanks to a massive thunderstorm at Birmingham airport, his flight was late arriving.

Having said that, Brussels airport is not too bad as a place to have to sit around and wait. According to a couple of signs it won a competition as the best airport in Europe a couple of years ago – certainly it is a nice manageable size, and quite easy to find a quiet spot to sit down.

Once my colleague arrived, we had the choice of how we were going to get into the city. Taxis from airports are always expensive, and Brussels is no exception, apparently the fare is around €30 to get in to the city. Having said that, unlike our own Heathrow Express, which costs the best part of £1 a minute for the journey, the Belgian equivalent is just as quick, but considerably cheaper. It cost just €11 for the two return tickets into the city.

The nearest station to the meeting was the Central station, which according to the city map I had printed out was under 1km from the hotel. It was also incidentally, 1 stop on the Brussels Metro. As we had a good half-hour to go, we thought we’d walk, I had the city map, so it wasn’t too much of a problem. Unfortunately, since I initially thought we’d come out of a different exit than the one we actually used, we actually ended up going the slightly scenic route, having gone about five minutes walk in the wrong direction, however we made it to the meeting on time.

After the meeting, after getting lost earlier, we decided to give the metro a try, which even at rush hour proved to not be too much of a problem. The metro is relatively modern – at least compared to a lot of what we have in London, and was quick and clean. Interestingly, whilst London is now filled with ticket barriers, there aren’t any on the Brussels system. You can buy your ticket, and there are machines to validate it, but ultimately there is nothing to stop you just walking on to the train without paying. I’m not sure whether they don’t have a problem with fare dodging, or whether they just aren’t bothered, but certainly everybody seems to be trusted. After our go on the Metro, we even managed to get on a train back at Brussels Central going to the airport too!

Anyway, on the way back, I was on a restricted business ticket, so I got a little bit more space, but more than that a very nice snack meal and drinks – and if I’d paid a little bit more I could have been sat two rows behind in the packed economy cabin…

So the one final question, was whether it was a better choice to fly rather than take the Eurostar, which was what I was going to do before my colleague had to come down from Birmingham. To be honest, although getting to Waterloo is pretty tedious, and indeed the whole process will get even more so when the Eurostar services relocate next year, the journey time is pretty comparable once you’ve factored in all the sitting around. Granted the actual travel time flying is less than half of the Eurostar, that doesn’t factor in all the waiting time all the way through the process going through the airports. We’ll have to see if we have to go for another meeting in Brussels, but I’ll certainly give the Eurostar a good look next time around.

Car Insurance Frustration

I hate trying to sort out insurance! In general the whole thing seems incredibly complex, and even minor changes can have a big effect. I’ve just ended up getting a total mess with the policy for Beth’s car.

On paper it should be a simple job, she does a relatively low mileage, and has never had to make a claim, however when the renewal turned up from our existing broker, A-Quote, it was the best part of £500, with only one year no claims bonus – despite Beth having had five years without an accident, and the previous years policy stating that she had those five years no claims bonus.

Anyway, I got a quote from the AA, where I explained the situation with the bonus, and she said that I would need proof of the no claims bonus from the insurance company – fine I thought, it says so on the policy. The price was good in comparison to A-Quote, so I went ahead.

I then went back to A-Quote to try and get a letter out of them to confirm the bonus. It is worth bearing in mind at this point that the reason we are with A-Quote, is because LRG, the broker in Rickmansworth we’d used for years before that decided to specialise in financial advice, and sold their insurance business to A-Quote. To cut a long story short, although our other policy transferred correctly, it now seems that two years ago, the no claims bonus that I was getting from LRG was somehow lost in the transfer. The five years listed on last years certificate was an introductory offer, which for some reason comes up as five years on the policy document, hence the most they will offer me is two years no claims bonus, which is all they can prove from their records. Running the figures through the AA site again, with two years no claims, the price that A-Quote can offer is much the same as the AA. So what I’ve now had to do is to cancel the policy with the AA within five minutes of setting it up, and I’m now carrying on with A-Quote. All of which has taken the best part of an hour on the phone skipping backwards and forwards between insurers.

It actually reminds me of a number of comments that a viewer e-mailed in to the BBC this morning about the increased competition in the electricity industry. One complained at how much hassle it was changing, and another that the relatively small savings that could be made didn’t justify the amount of time wasted comparing tariffs, and trying to factor in standing charges and unit charges based on your usage. The same seems to be true here, the variations in cost for the same cover seem comparatively small, looking at the fine detail, the variations were down to the no claims discount, and slight variations in the cover. I’ve put in the same details to different web sites, and over the phone a number of times, but was it really worth the hassle? I guess in this case it was, as the argument with A-Quote did get some money off, and showed up that it had extra cover that I didn’t need, but ultimately it was a lot of hassle to get that far.

Update: Ok, we can add flights to that list. Rather last minute it has been decided that myself and one of the salesmen are to attend a meeting tomorrow afternoon in Brussels. Going through flights, there seemed to be a lack of cheap seats, and in the case of the salesman, who is coming from Kettering, only an expensive fully flexible economy from East Midlands airport, or a really early start from Birmingham. However talking to one of the other salesmen on the way home, he said that there was a more convenient flight from Birmingham, but only the BA website would show it, none of the multi-airline sites brought it up. Thankfully with his fully flexible exonomy ticket from East Midlands he was able to change the flight and get a later start time. No such luck for me though, still got an early morning trip to Heathrow. 🙁

Fourth of July

Fourth of July

Today was a strange day at work. A few weeks ago it was suggested that we have an American themed barbecue to celebrate the Fourth of July. This produced some interesting responses, considering that Independence Day is celebrating independence from the UK! Apparently the idea was to share in the celebrations with our American colleagues, although of course none of them were around as they were all in the US. In fact the nearest thing we had was one of our employees who was a Canadian, who was the only person in the company without any sort of American fancy dress, and seemed somewhat cheesed off that the American staff were getting attention, but Canada Day got totally ignored! The picture shows my boss, who decorated his office in a suitable theme – no comments about our programming team being a bunch of cowboys are allowed!

Anyway, one of our sales team joined in by suggesting a selection of other British failures we could celebrate in similar fashion:

  1. A “Haggis Day� to celebrate Bannockburn
  2. “Burnt Pig Smell Day� for Rouke’s Drift
  3. Or perhaps the 100,000 troops that surrendered to the Japanese in Singapore in 1942, we could have a sushi day.
  4. Jellied Eels (Dunkirk Style)

Having said that, the barbecue seemed to go down fairly well, so maybe we’ll get another one to celebrate a more British event some time soon!