Across the World in 24hrs and Back

When my daughter announced that she was leaving the UK NHS to move to Australia with her family as a GP, my response was “that’s OK, we’ll probably see more of you and the grandchildren, as we’re bound to fly out to visit.” I’ve been on long haul flights before – New York, Florida, Jamaica, Cape Verde. How bad could it be?

Until you’ve experienced real long haul, and I mean LOOOOOONG HAUL, you will never know the agony of two cattle class flights and a three hour stopover in Dubai. In the end you begin to think that First or Business Class may have been worth the many thousands of pounds after all.

To be fair, the cabin crew of Emirates try to make the experience as reasonable as possible by being super polite, plying you with food on a regular basis and providing a couple of digital servers worth of information, contact and entertainment (ICE), but there is no getting away from the fact that humans’ legs are meant to move and stretch regularly to avoid seizing up.

Adding other normal bodily functions into the mix, and you have the recipe for twenty four hours of total discomfort. The boys and girls dressed neatly in their beige and red or black uniforms try their best to ensure cleanliness and replenishment of the bathrooms, but you can be assured that when it’s your turn to disturb the sleeping person beside you to get to the facilities, that will be the one time that there is no toilet or hand tissue.

Then there is the issue of reclining seats and why? My son, whom we flew with to see the family, assured us that the back row of seats recline without the annoyance of someone behind pushing and shoving. That was OK on the way out, but because we were on the opposite side of the aircraft on the way back (row 66) the manufacturers had the audacity to place some emergency equipment behind the seats and there was zero reclining. This didn’t stop the people in front from pushing back, leaving the entertainment screen inches from our noses, and very little space to exit! Please Emirates, recline all or none!

Fortunately, for the first leg out and last leg return, we had managed to book extra legroom at the very front of the plane (row 41). As one envious fellow passenger observed, “it’s like first class without having to pay!”

Signing up for a special menu has its advantages and disadvantages. One has the benefit of being served at least 15 minutes before everyone else, but some of the offerings are strange, to say the least. Labels were added to the containers with “Low fat” and “Low cholesterol” but a description was missing on some of the main meals. It was not at all easy to recognise what foodstuff was in the containers, and one is reticent about putting an unrecognisable something into one’s mouth. And who in the northern hemisphere still eats tapioca or sago, for Apu’s sake? (For those of you who haven’t researched the origins of tapioca, which comes from South America, Apu is an Inca God.)

Embarking and disembarking varies depending on the airport. There’s only one usable gate at Gatwick, but they do have all three air bridges available, so loading and unloading is rapid. Dubai has every gate available with all three air bridges. But Brisbane has only one gate with two air bridges available, making both disembarking and embarking tedious, as well as being ‘miles’ from security. And Son’s family could not avail themselves of the simples ‘E-gates’ due to 5 and 2 yr old children.

Then there’s the intimidating and completely humourless Australian BorderForceBeWithYou guy. I had ticked the yes box for “medicines, steroids, illegal pornography, firearms, weapons or illicit drugs” on my Incoming Passenger Card, because of my 5mg Amlodipine prescription medicine. However, I was advised that I should have ticked ‘No’ to avoid being grilled. To be fair Bruce Vader changed the form to avoid intimate searches, but left me with the feeling I was to blame for slowing the process down.

Mind you, that was not the worst of my security troubles. Back in Gatwick, at the start of our journey, I made the unforgivable mistake of covering the edges of my electronic equipment with my totally unnecessary (in view of the Australian weather) coat, not removing the odd tissue and spectacles wipe from my pockets, leaving my metal studded belt on and forgetting the multi-tool with small blade inside said unnecessary coat. I very much hope that Mr UK Security Man enjoyed his new prize. However, on our way back, I breezed through security at Brisbane and Dubai, whereas my partner was drugs wiped and her carry on bag was checked.

So, after 24hrs outward journey, 18days in Queensland (including two 4hr drives to and from Bundaberg) and 24hrs back again, we returned to Blighty. A trip and a half, which we thoroughly enjoyed. But just to ensure we were welcomed back to the capital in the manner to which we had been accustomed, we had an hour long delay at the Dartford crossing for no discernible reason.

Next time, it will be taxi to the airport (hopefully Stansted), Premier or Business Class seats and three or four weeks.

Who is Valentina?

Whether a remake of the classic Romeo and Juliet / West Side Story is justified or not remains to be debated, but why has the much-loved Doc been killed off before he even tried to put Tony back on the right path again? I suspect Rita Moreno refused to hand any money over unless she got a part and a song.

“But Rita, there ain’t no part for an old woman in West Side Story!”

“There was when old Shakespeare wrote the story originally! Juliet’s nurse was as old as the hills. And she got to sing a song!”

“Rita, nobody got to sing a song in Romeo and Juliet.”

“Well they should have, and I’m not giving you a dime until I get a song and a part!”

“I suppose we could put you somewhere in the show, I guess Doc’s about the nearest to an old person. We’ll write you in as his wife. Hold on a cotton-picking minute. Doc was not a Latino. We can’t have him married to you.”

“Why not? Doc was the original Jet who married the Shark’s girl – Valentina. This caused a war and Doc got killed off. Seems obvious to me. And yes, I’ll sing Somewhere.”

“OK, Rita. That sounds doable. And a couple of years down the line, we could do a prequal, with the Doc and Valentina Story”

“Stephen’s Estate will never go for it though.”

“Stephen who?”

“OK, start writing”

UK Government: Ready to Burn

Boris’ government is certainly right up there in dishing out inane logos, but the latest one accompanies draft legislation that was discussed in the Parliamentary Eighth Delegated Legislation Committee this morning 16 September 2020, and its a DOOZY.

The Air Quality (Domestic Solid Fuels Standards) (England) Regulations 2020 are intended to address the environmentally harmful effects of burning damp wood in currently fashionable wood burners.

Under the proposed legislation a supplier of less than 2 cu. m. will be forbidden from supplying wood with a moisture content of more than 20%. To comply with the requirement the wood must be certified by an approved certification body and be accompanied by a logo, gloriously entitled READY TO BURN.

Given the current furore over the Government’s failures over COVID-19, Test and Trace, BREXIT etc. and the upcoming Guy Fawkes Night, I can imagine this logo appearing in protest placards up and down the country.

Of course the legislation is founded on good intentions, but it’s full of sledgehammer clauses to crack the proverbial nut.

A whole new breed of certifier – “approved manufactured solid fuel certification body”, which will be at least on person appointed by the Secretary of State, who will dish out certificates (who’s just lost their job in Parliament that needs a position?)

Persons that will analyse the moisture content – “the analyst” who has
“purported” to determine whether the fuel in question does not have prohibited characteristics (moisture, sulphur content, smoke emissions). That’s a strange term for a piece of legislation – “appearing or stated to be true, though not necessarily so; alleged.”

A government department compiling and maintaining lists of authorised fuels, which must be published in such manner as the Secretary of State considers appropriate.

Enforcement Officers – Local Authorities are allowed to appoint an officer for enforcement and the issue of £300.00 Fixed Penalty Notices or add enforcement duties (including ‘secret shopper’ activities) to their current environmental dept. workload.

And for suppliers of wood sold in volumes of two cubic metres or
more, consignments must be accompanied by information stating its unsuitability for burning until it has been dried to a moisture content of 20% or less. Describing that wet wood contains moisture which creates smoke and harmful particulates when burnt, and as well as being harmful to health and the environment, it can also damage your stove and chimney and is an inefficient way to heat your home. Instructions to dry it in a sunny, well-aired space for at least two years, keeping rain off in the winter should be included, together with a suggestion that radial cracks and bark that comes off easily indicates wood that is ready for burning, but to test the wood when it appears ready for burning, ideally with a calibrated moisture meter on a freshly split surface.

When asked why legislation rather than education has been applied, references were made to the failure of education on the supermarket plastic bag usage problem. Shoppers only changed their ways when 5p charging was legislated. Really? It has long been held that consumers became so blase at 5p that they would buy the bag-for-life and continue their single use habits. So now we’re faced with a 10p charge.

In an ideal world, common sense would protect the environment, and the people would want to protect themselves from health issues, diseases, pandemics and COVidiots. Seems to me that common sense is in very short supply at the moment.

(NB. nothing in this piece is intended to incite burning Parliament or any other building, person or object)

TripAdvisor: Why I do not post anonymously

The Architects Registration Board (ARB) has erased (not just removed or deleted, but erased) a former Architect, Andrew Joseph Guy, aka (allegedly) Chris Ede, Person A, Karen Oman and Jane Baker, from the UK register of Architects for unprofessional conduct.

This was absolutely nothing to do with his Architectural practice, but all to do with his being an arrogant silly boy with grudges against eight different people or organisations.  Rather than being up-front about his disgruntlement, he decided to post false poor reviews under four different pseudonyms (allegedly). As he was the only common contact across these eight separate persons/organisations, it was relatively easy to make the link.

Clearly the ARB felt that this arrogant behaviour was dishonest, lacked integrity and undermined the reputation of the profession. Erasure was the only viable remedy.

Lessons learned:

  1. Don’t post false reviews,
  2. Don’t post anonymous reviews,
  3. Don’t post under pseudonyms (but if you do, don’t use the same psedonyms across multiple review sites or pages.)

Regards,

Mickey Mouse

Collapse, Manipulation and Dogma

Just before Christmas, I collapsed as a result of poor blood oxygen saturation. A chest infection had prevented life giving oxygen from getting to my blood.

What do the collapse of Carillion, the feared collapse of Capita, the lack of confidence in PFI, the failure of The Green Deal, the failure of rail companies around the UK (as opposed to those in other countries, many of which make money out of UK rail passengers), and numerous other examples of private company fiascos tell us about the privatisation and outsourcing of essential services by central and local government edict following slavish adherence to political dogma? It doesn’t work. The oxygen required to make it work is being diluted into shareholder dividends and directors’ salaries.

What does the manipulation of local government elections by mandatory deselection of moderate labour councillors (masquerading as reselection) by slavish adherence to Momentum’s political dogma tell us about a future labour government? It is not going to work. The oxygen required to make it work is being wasted on futile dogma.

I despair when I see so many resources being frittered away from the many into the personal accounts of the few.

Grammar Schools: Justin Welby is wrong.

The Arch Bishop of Canterbury, Rev Justin Welby claims that “the academic selective approach to education, one which prioritises separation as a necessary precondition for the nurture of excellence, makes a statement about the purpose of education that is contrary to the notion of the common good.”

So, is the Reverend suggesting that the ‘common good’ can only be achieved by a collective common denominator? Is he suggesting that differentiation (as defined in educational parlance) is invalid? The basic nature of education is to evaluate where a child is and provide him/her with the tools to improve. It is unproductive to throw the same tools at all children, knowing that different tools suit different abilities.

The Grammar School approach doesn’t neglect those of lesser ability, because of some “misguided notion of levelling out” as Welby supposes, rather it gives the fullest opportunity to those of all abilities to develop for the benefit of community and mutuality in an environment that is appropriate to those abilities. There is no ‘levelling out’ involved, merely making the best of each person’s aptitudes and abilities.

The Reverend should concentrate his efforts on encouraging excellence in all forms and levels of education; not misapplying his energy to the destruction of one of those levels.

Wrapping a building in a polythene bag is wrong

Following the Grenfell Tower tragedy, BRE have confirmed the details of the tests that are now being carried out on samples of ACM cladding submitted by councils throughout the UK. The test was devised by an ‘independent panel of experts’ on behalf of the communities department and performed on the core of test samples after the external aluminium skin had been removed from the panel.

So are these the same tests that were performed by test houses to confirm the fire rating of Reynobond panels before Grenfell? Is this how British Board of Agrement (up at the BRE site in watford) tested and certified the panels that it is claimed were installed at Grenfell Tower? Were such tests even carried out or was reliance made on ‘desktop assessment”? Or are these more stringent tests – tests that common sense should have told the specifiers, the regulation makers, the installers and the ‘Value Engineers’ were required? A spokesman for Unite has suggested that we should stop attacking the existing regulations and, by inference, that we should stop vilifying those who have worked within those regulations.

(Since writing the above, it has been reported that “even the Government’s newly-formed fire advisory body said the fire tests only examined the filler inside the aluminium panels. But because the cladding system has not been tested, it considers that some buildings could still be deemed to be safe, assuming the entire cladding, insulation and cavity block system worked to expected standards.”)

It appears now that investigations are being carried out on everything that might have contributed to the cause of the fire, the rapid spread of flames, the existence or otherwise of adequate warning, the effectiveness of compartments during the remodelling, the lack of sprinklers, the inappropriateness of the advice to stay in the flats, the lack of additional fire escapes, the restricted appliance access etc., etc. Is there to be a similar attack on regulations covering theses aspects also?

Without appearing to be #betterinmyday, I am confident that we would never have entertained the use of such materials, regardless of whether someone, somewhere certified that they achieved an acceptable level of fire safety or had carried out a ‘desktop assessment’ to assert acceptability. My duty as an Architect was to look after the interests of not only my paymasters, but those of my paymasters’ end users.

Wrapping a robust and inherently safe building in a polythene bag and allowing it to be set alight is wrong. Insisting that the regulations allowed it to happen is also wrong. Don’t hide from your responsibility to tell the regulation makers that they are wrong.

Do the right thing, whatever the cost.

Kitchens, Computers and Leave

Motoring up and down the country, from East to West and round the M25, I am bombarded with hoardings attached to motionless farm vehicles or abandoned lorries, inviting me to login to one web site or another to purchase kitchens or computers, attend a questionable night club or fire paintballs at unsuspecting mates.  However, as we approach this momentous referendum, a more insidious message is now being displayed – ‘Leave’.  The thought must be that a subliminal message will be delivered straight to the brain, and the general motoring public will be unable to prevent their hands from hovering and then placing a mark against the ‘Leave’ box.

There is nothing more likely to make me rebel against such a subliminal instruction.  This even more likely when that message is delivered by politicians who make a habit of raising my hackles.

Boris is a buffoon, whom I first encountered making a complete fool of himself on ‘Have I Got News For You?’  Since then he’s buffooned himself through Boris Island, Boris Calling In Planning Rejections, Boris’s Uxbridge Campaign and numerous other irritating Borisisms.

Gove is a jumped up BBC researcher, who believes he knows better than any profession he researched.  They let him loose on Education with disastrous results; heavens knows what he’ll do with Justice.

Farage (predictive text suggested “fat-age”; perhaps I should have stuck with that)  – I have nothing but disrespect for the gurning, conceited imbecile.

So how would I like UK’s future to be determined by a buffoon, jumped up researcher and an imbecile?  In the words of the great departed magician, Paul Daniels, “Not a lot!”  If you added The Hunt, my disrespect would be complete.  However, Jeremy seems to be towing the Jeremy line and is putting his spinning behind ‘Remain’.  It pains me to say “Good for you,” but for once, for whatever his personal political reason, I agree with him.

If Jeremy Hunt ran his own business

Any company boss who rides roughshod through employees’ genuine concerns and wishes is unlikely to survive for long in business.  It may well be that he/she will effect a temporary improvement in the company’s bottom line, but eventually the business will see a downturn in its fortunes.  Such downturn will occur through a reduction in employee morale, a lowering of the ‘health and happiness’ index, poor staff retention, an inability to recruit or a combination of all four.

So why, in this enlightened age of employer responsibility, is a man who has a series of failed businesses and departments behind him allowed to ride roughshod through the lifeblood of the NHS?

How can David Cameron maintain support of a person who purports to have skills in Public Relations, but who has woefully failed to demonstrate those skills in his short political life?

As a sound bite, “7 day National Health Service” is bound to attract support from a public whose faith in the NHS has been eroded by mismanagement, insufficient funding and reduced services.  But look deeper into the sound bite: the Headline destined for the Redtops, and you will find flawed logic, lies and misinformation.

The NHS already runs seven days a week, or should I be more accurate and confirm that ‘junior’ doctors already run the NHS  seven days a week.  It is true that there are probably not enough support facilities available – scans, X-rays, blood tests etc., and maybe there is a demand for weekend consultants’ clinics.  However, such demand is possibly fuelled by the desire of some patients not to intrude on their work time, so the inevitable result is an intrusion into someone else’s non-work time, let’s call it ‘anti-social time’.

So what is this “7 day National Health Service” all about, if ‘junior’ doctors already contribute to staffing the NHS for seven days a week.  Clearly it’s about squeezing seven days into a five day a week budget by reducing the periods referred to as ‘anti-social.’

In order for that to happen, the NHS managers have created shift patterns for ‘junior’ doctors that are unsafe.  They include leave days that are squeezed in between night or late shifts, together with several weekend day and weekend night shifts in sequence.  The shift requirements in many cases are just debilitating.  A worn out doctor is an unsafe doctor and an unsafe doctor creates an unsafe NHS.

You will also find that many aspects of the imposed ‘junior’ doctors’ contract openly defy other principles set out by the UK Government, in terms of equality and non-discrimination.  But Jeremy Hunt’s response appears to be that this is acceptable collateral damage.  ‘Cost effectiveness’, the Government’s excuse for swingeing cuts, is put forward as the reason for the proposed changes.  I believe they should look at another policy that is doing the rounds at the moment ‘Social Value’.

What is the negative value to the country of producing a demoralised, ineffective, broken National Health Service?  Because that is what will become of Hunt’s insistence that he is right and everyone else is wrong!

The Engine Room: The heart of the ship.

Allegories sometimes have a habit of throwing up unintended meanings.  Take, for example, the notion that an organisation is driven by its Engine Room, and relate it to the Engine Room of a ship.

An Engine Room only powers a ship; it has no ability to steer in the right direction without signals from the bridge.  Indeed, the Engine Room isn’t even aware of what the right direction is.  It is the responsibility of the Captain and the First Officer to use their skills to steer the ship to the correct destination and send those signals “Hard a Port”, “Hard a Starboard” etc. to the Engine Room.  They may delegate certain aspects of running the ship to the Bursars, Chief Cooks, Maintenance Managers, Chief Engineers etc., who will then delegate further, setting various objectives.  But those objectives have to be related to the direction set up on The Bridge.  If the Captain and First Officer are missing from The Bridge, the ship will wander aimlessly across the ocean.

Intel Inside only powers a computer because Bill Gates has set a course for success and has enthused his Managers to produce an excellent product.  Steve Jobs had the same function at Apple.

Any team needs a Captain, a Leader, who leads positively.

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