So anyway, according to the posters (A2 size, framed in luxury Perspex) on the lab wall, we have Integrity- and – Teamwork – and – Innovation – and – Performance! Huge bold Century Gothic letters against a very dark grey background which was probably decided upon after half-a-dozen board meetings with design consultants and workspace psychology facilitators…
But we don’t do anything properly!
Slight exaggeration, that; but it appears that we quoted kA Testing for a job, thinking that a single piece of lab equipment would be able to carry out (in sequence) both the humidity exposure and salt-spray testing needed.
Rally Report: Fri morning got up and tidied flat in readiness for Brett’s business meeting with Kim, new girl who is taking over the salon.
Set off to rally and on M’way met up with Andy and Reina – he has a new ZZR-1200. Pitched tent, started drinking. Excalibur mob and John and Mary and Pikey Pete and Lou Lou arrived, he got smashed on Tesco Value Vodka.
Fri night band was a sort of Jam lookalike, and Sat night band were Xhibit A, who I don’t think are as good as they were years ago. Decided to come home today rather than stop over. Last night tremendous thunderstorms and hail and brief downpour about 10.30.
Glorious sunny weather all weekend, too hot to move.
It’s Easter Sunday; I’m listening to Berlioz’ Faust cantata and drinking Italian Red. Did a small amount of work on my TMA05 – inserted a new chart of the information flow at Sterling Tech, which I have renamed as ‘Topaz Industrial Coatings’ in honour of McGonogall, the only person whose handling of English could do justice to their clumsy, fraudulent behaviour.
And am reading ‘The Savage Garden’ by Mark Mills, which reminds me of ‘Party in San Niccolo’.
For this weekend I managed to skweeeeze into my thirty-inch jeans from many years ago with all the bleach stains and random scissor-cuts, and a tight black leather jacket carrying just three badges – Farmyard 99, H-of-E 98 and the Beertown 98. Some bikers favour a huge assortment of shrapnel, but my select tokens give a more precise recollection of the happiest years of my life.
26 Apr 2011: Well, my laptop had a jammed key so I clobbered it and now it’s dead. Fortunately my dongle carries a reasonably complete copy of my TMA for Block 6.
Yesterday went to see ‘Little White Lies’ (Les Petitis Mouchoirs), a totally wonderful French movie – poignant, funny and tense.
Today at work – Danny working out the volume solids using an ISO spec which I had proved was incorrect.
But the film (‘LPM’) ends with a funky, jazzed-up version of ‘My Way’, sung in English – but I thought the original was in French anyway?
17 May 2011: Terry came into the canteen today to ask Barry about getting access to a piece of workshop equipment. While he was in there his cordless phone went off – a dreadful simpering Chopin prelude. Tommy looked up from his newspaper with a puzzled expression and said, ‘What’s that?’
When Terry pulled the phone from his pocket, Tommy gave a scowl of dismay and exclaimed loudly ‘Oh that is just so fucking gay!’, realising too late that Terry had already taken the call and was speaking.
God, it was funny.
22 May 2011: Tonight went to Cornerhouse to see Julia’s Eyes, a Spanish horror film by G del Toro. Fairly good but rather muddled, with some sentimental bits to appease the big studios.
One drink in Via (God, it was quiet) and one in Paddy’s (some dishy blokes).
12 March 2018: Yesterday went to the Odeon to see ‘The Shape of Water’, the latest (Oscar-winning) film from Guillermo del Toro. Beauty and the Beast meets the Creature from the Black Lagoon written by the X-Files team, a charming fantasy.
23 May 2011: Well it has been disclosed that Ryan Giggs is the premiership footie player who has taken out a superinjunction and tried to sue all the online members of Twitter for mentioning his affair with a Big Brother (reality-TV show) trollop.
President Obama has visited Ireland. Another volcano has erupted in Iceland. Joplin, Missouri hit by tornado.