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Funky Fan

Funky Fan

I thought I’d share a picture of our purchase on Saturday.

As some of you may know, we have Beth’s parents over for a visit, and whilst the one fan we had was fine for keeping our bedroom cool, we needed a second to put in our spare bedroom, so as it didn’t become unbearable for sleeping in there. (As a side effect it also enables the spare bedroom to be cool enough to work on the Mac during daylight – something that hasn’t been possible up to now.)

Anyway, what with all that was going on earlier in the week, we didn’t actually get to buying a fan until the Friday. On Friday afternoon Beth did a trip around several shops to find them all sold out. On Saturday morning I paid a visit to one of the big DIY stores and it was in general a similar story, with most fans sold out. All they had were weedy little desk fans, or the fan we actually got, the triple fan with neon lights. Needless to say most people were walking past them, usually with a comment about how hideous they were. However by that point we were getting desperate, so we bought one anyway.

As a side comment, the first one was dead-on-arrival, but the replacement unit worked fine.

It is indeed truly hideous with the neon on, but what people don’t realise unless they look closely, are that the neon lights are on a separate switch from the fans, and with the three separately positional and pretty powerful fans, it is doing a great job at keeping the place relatively cool as we head for some more temperature records!

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.

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.

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!

Crazy Heating

We’ve been having weird problems with our heating lately. Back on Sunday, we came home to a decidedly chilly feeling house, and adjusting the thermostat the ‘click’ was down at about 17’C, and yet the boiler was resolutely staying off. Turning the thermostat didn’t seem to do any good, the system just sat there. As a last ditch attempt, I turned everything off, turned it back on, and the boiler fired up first time.

Everything was OK yesterday, but then today when I got home from work, Beth was huddled under a blanket on the sofa, and the house was again cold. The same symptoms again, with the ‘click’ being at about 12’C. I tried repeating what I had done on Sunday, but nothing happened. So it was recourse to the emergency boiler cover that we got a couple of years ago.

Having said that, it proved to be not quite so simple. The cover is one of those things that gets paid regularly by direct debit, and until you need it – which we haven’t, to be honest you don’t really look at. When I got the paperwork out, I realised that the company with whom we had originally taken out the cover, wasn’t the company that had most recently written to us. A quick dig around on the internet found that the company had been sold twice over the past couple of years.

I gave the current company a call, who could find no record of us, so I then went back to the original cover certificate, and dialled the original number, which thankfully routed through to a real person, at the same company I’d just spoken to.

I got a really helpful girl on the phone, who tried every possible combination of post code, reference number, bank account details, but couldn’t find anything. As an aside to this, during the phone conversation, the boiler fired up – very strange. In the end she passed me over to their claims department, who found me pretty quickly on their system – it seems that as with any merger, the company ends up with multiple systems, but thankfully it allowed us to put in a call.

Following the surprise start up of the boiler whilst I was on the phone, I had another fiddle with the controls, and it seemed that the boiler had fired up to heat the hot water, but not due to the heating – so maybe it’s just a fault with the heating thermostat.

Anyway, the heating specialist phoned us back within the hour, and arranged to come over tomorrow morning to take a look.

What is interesting just now is that the time-clock had shut off the heating system as usual a few minutes ago, so I just pushed the one hour run button for both hot water and heating, and the boiler fired up absolutely normally – more than that, the radiators are all heating up, and the temperature in the house has almost reached 20’C. Hopefully this is not going to be one of these difficult to locate problems, but with the intermittent nature of the fault I fear it might be…