Was going to talk about my calf muscles again but I guess you are bored with me moaning about them as I am with the calf muscle problem.
So instead lets have a look at one of the biggest cycle companies on the planet putting the squeeze on a little shop because of a name. Read the full story here but the short story is the guy has named his shop after the world famous Paris-Roubaix cycle race and Specialized (the bike manufacturer for those who are not into cycling) have traded marked the name “Roubiax” as one of their range of road bikes and are now demanding the Cycle shop change its name, what gives them the right? In the first place surely first claim to the name “Roubiax” goes to the town of Roubiax so what right have Specialized got to claim it as a trade mark?
Being a new small business he cant afford to defend the legal challenge so it looks as though he is going to have to capitulate to the bullies at Specialized legal department. I think the guys at Specialized need to take a step back and look at the damage they are doing to their image as a global company and sit down around a table and sort it out properly to the satisfaction of both parties, after all, this is the season of goodwill.
I am referring to the ongoing issue with my legs (and before anybody want to call me selfish\self pitying
After the cold wet cloth treatment closer inspection revealed that with pin point accuracy I managed to burn one toe (the one next to the big toe), it was bright red and painful. I was unable to wear a sock or a shoe as it would rub on the toe, so I spent the rest of the day with a very cold foot. I caught the toe in bed a couple of time during the night so when the alarm went off this morning I just turned over and went back to sleep. By mid morning I had manage to coax a thick sock onto my foot (I found the thin socks had a seam across the top of the toes which rubbed the burnt toe), I was able to put a pair of loose trainers on and walk OK.
So we decide to go and do a bit more shopping (dads\husbands taxi again), so we went to the cash and carry and I had no problem walking around felt quite OK. Even started thinking about charging the bike light up and going out tomorrow night. Unable to get my son any trainers we had to one of those retail parks, no where to park so end up quarter of a mile away parked at the side of the road. Walking back towards the retail park and twang, the calf muscle in my left leg goes (makes a change to the right one). Faced with continuing on and walking (hobbling) around all the stores (you know what women are like) or hobbling back to the van, I opted for the latter.
Thoroughly peeved off does not come anywhere close to how I feel at the moment I want to get out on the bike but this stupid body of mine wont let me. I must have upset somebody somewhere real bad as the amount of bad luck I am getting cant be for nothing.
I did get out and ride last week and it damm well nearly killed me, I had to walk up a couple of humps on the way back home as my legs were dead, but I enjoyed it, I still enjoy riding, I just want to ride my bike but this body wont let me…………..
Well a slice of old music from Slade (no not that one)…..
Love them or hate them the lorry and its driver is a apart of everybodies daily live. They collected the milk from the farm that you are pouring on your cereal, they delivered the fuel that is your car that you are driving to work. They delivered the chairs that you sit on at work, they delivered the food to the shop where you are buying your sandwich for lunch. What ever your feelings about them, they play a major part of our life’s.
I cant think of anything that does not travel by lorry, ok maybe not electricity then but how many items that comes to your house have not journeyed on a lorry as part of their travel?
Much of my early life has involved lorries, my dad was a lorry driver and many a school summer holidays (and many other days as well) was spent sat in the passenger seat as he drove the lorry around the south of England delivering to farms (company he worked for delivered grain and animal feed). In time I started working for the same company in the garage servicing the lorries for a few years. I then moved out to Australia for 18 months servicing a fleet of refuge trucks. That was the last time I had any direct contact with trucks, I have had a few jobs since that have seen me loading or unloading lorries.
The picture below is the earliest type of lorry I can remember my dad driving, I don’t know if he drove this actual one I know there were three of them based at Poole in Dorset and he drove one of them for a while, the lorry in the picture was registered in 1963 and I am guessing I can remember dad driving one around 1967\68 (I never got to work on the lorry below but they still had one of those trailers and that was in the early 1980′s)
The reason for this reminiscing is my dad died 11 years ago on the 10th Nov. I never took up the lorry driving (although I did drive the lorries around the Poole site which gave me a small insight into driving them), I left the driving to my younger brother who pasted his HGV 1 test the day before dad died and now drives up and down the country in a custom painted Mercedes articulated lorry.
The first picture is a close up of the “The Hangover”, which my brother drives. Named and painted after the film The Hangover The second picture shows all three custom painted lorries on the Dalton Fleet, the other two being Rocky and The Avengers. This picture was taken at a benefit run in support of a local girl (Southampton where Daltons are based) who had died from cancer (hence the pink ribbons on the front). The final picture show that these lorries are not just for show they have to earn a living and here they are parked up at Lymm Truck stop on their way to Scotland a couple of weeks ago.
While many lorries driver go to work on a Monday morning and are back home for tea that night, many lorry drivers leave home one days and then don’t return home again for five or six days. Some lorry drivers even drive overnight, how do you think you got that parcel delivered to you on next day delivery??
So the next time you are about to shout at a lorry that is holding you up, think before you shout at it, because without that lorry many of the things you take for granted in your life may not be there if that lorry was not trundling along in front of you.
Drive safely everybody
When the doctors says to you “good job your not a horse otherwise you would be glue by now” you know it is not going to be a good day. I was at the doctors again getting my calf muscle checked out a gain, and mentioned the pain in my left wrist when he came out with that comment. End result is I am waiting for an appointment for an ultra sound scan of my calf and I have tendinitis in my left wrist.
Well we are still here after the weather forecast of being blown away a week ago today. For some reason (apart from the howling wind) I was not able to sleep last Sunday night. Think it was about 4am by the time I got to sleep and I was woken by the alarm at 6am as I had to take the wife to work. A part from that it was a rather uneventful week off really, weather was wet and windy, not being able to walk anywhere or hold anything in with my left hand curtailed a lot of things I was planning to do. Most annoyingly the bike remained locked in the shed and my trainers never ventured in to the gym. One job that did get resolved was sorting out the Cisco VPN problem I mentioned in my last post. Wont go into detail but I did manage to get it working after a couple of days of on off playing with the PC and lots of googling (also involved wan mini-ports). Work really annoyed me last week, despite emailing everybody to tell them I was on a weeks holiday I had a steady stream of phone calls to my work mobile, by Wednesday the work mobile was turned off, I had had enough.
Well I think we will keep this short this week and move straight on to the music video, one of the rock stars that died to young, Thin Lizzy with Whiskey in the Jar
At least that is what the weather man would have us believe, apparently it will be a little windy with some rain for the next couple of days probably nothing we have not faced before or will do again in the future (assuming survive the weathermen’s forecast).
Last time I mentioned about going to the gym, well I have not been for about three weeks now, couple of weeks ago the wife was working on Sunday so son and I went for a wander, well about 50yds and then ouch!! my calf muscle pulled, it did not feel like anything special so I decided to try and walk it off. Well after about 3/4 of a mile I realised that it was not working and we would have to return to where I had parked. By the time we got back to the van my son had learn a whole new vocabulary, one I which I never hear him use (unless he is equally in pain). What is more annoying about this is I was signed off from the physio on the previous Monday. Think I will be booking a doctors appointment this week to get referred again and see if the doc will investigate my calf muscles problems. It not the same muscle this time, previously the pain had been in the back of the calf but this pain is in the inside of my leg at calf level.
My love of Microsoft windows has always been a bit of a love-hate relationship, over this past week it has become a I love to hate them relationship. First I get a new Laptop for work, it had Windows 8 on it. I had previously had a couple of short plays with it and hated it but knowing that not going to stop it from being used at work I decided it was time to get better acquainted. I also waited until the 8.1 upgrade was available as well so a new laptop was duly ordered.
The first problem (well not a problem but a time consuming task) was to make backup disks of the installed Windows 7. A couple of hours and 3 dvd later I had a set of Windows 7 recovery disks. I then set about feeding the 3 Windows 8 DVD into the laptop and after another couple of hours I had a login screen, at this point I went to bed. I took the laptop with me to work the following day intending to download and install the 8.1 upgrade and install all the other bits of software, wrong! The PC refused to boot to the login screen saying it could not continue the update process?? So instead I sat there feeding the 3 Windows 8 recovery DVD into the laptop again. This time the install took twice as long as the previous nights attempt, something had certainly gone wrong the previous night. Once I had Windows 8 installed on the laptop I spent an hour or so trying to find the update for Windows 8.1. Turns out I had to download and install 320MB of updates to update Windows 8 before I was allowed to install the 8.1 update which weighed in at a staggering 3.2GB!!! So it took nearly two days to get to a point of having a working laptop with Windows 8.1 on it, is this the price of progress??
My other reason for my hate of Microsoft and Windows (and quite possibly Cisco) this week is my home PC, for the third time in about 6 months Cisco VPN client has stopped working on my PC (I need this to connect to the my place of work so I can work from home). To complete remove Cisco from the PC you have to hack the registry by hand to remove entries that Cisco does not remove when you un-install the VPN client software. Well despite following the instructions certain networking bits of my PC don’t work any more, not sure if I can resolve this or I am going to have to wipe the PC and start again.
Tonight music clip, one of my favourite bands because in the 1970′s there were not to many bands that had both Violinists and Cellists has a regular members of the band but ELO did