Total Distance: 25.66 Miles, with 18 locks en route.
Journey Time: 14h:50m - Approximately 1.9 days of cruising,
including lock operating time (assuming 8 hours of travel per day).
Total Distance: 25.66 Miles, with 18 locks en route.
Journey Time: 14h:50m - Approximately 1.9 days of cruising,
including lock operating time (assuming 8 hours of travel per day).
Total Distance: 17.3 Miles, with 30 locks en route.
Journey Time: 14h:28m - Approximately 1.8 days of cruising,
including lock operating time (assuming 8 hours of travel per day).
Total Distance: 21.87 Miles, with 12 locks en route.
Journey Time: 11h:48m - Approximately 1.5 days of cruising,
including lock operating time (assuming 8 hours of travel per day).
Total Distance: 15.62 Miles, with 43 locks en route.
Journey Time: 17h:02m - Approximately 2.1 days of cruising, including lock operating time (assuming 8 hours of travel per day).
Total Distance: 18.56 Miles.
Journey Time: 7h:28m of cruising.
Total Distance: 8.74 Miles, with 1 lock en route.
Journey Time: 3h:46m of cruising, including lock operating time.
Ah the joys of being an obsessive hoarder. I seem to keep the most obscure rubbish known to man, and if it's to do with radio and anorakdom... chances are I have it.
[fx: rummage, rummage, etc.]
What do I have here? Well, I've just been digging back through some really old recordings which have been sat on my hard drive for eons, and what do I find...
A prime piece of Schoey rantage, vintage 2002 - 5th March 2002 to be exact Back in the days when I had spare time on my hands, and the ability to stay up until the early hours of the morning, being 'creative' and listening to the radio. Ah, how times have changed.
So, what's the story? Easy! I sent an e-mail in to BBC Radio Five Live in response to the discussion of the moment - "What is wrong with Britain?". It's a topic I'm pretty passionate about, and let's face it - we can find plenty of faults with this fine country. And me, well I seem to be getting ever more Meldrewesque in my old age. I blame caffeine, and asinine call-centre corporate media creative working opportunity spaces.
Would you like to 'see' the e-mail? Of course you would.
Click here to listen (1.4MB MP3)
Ah... wonderful Fi Glover. By far and away the best late night presenter on radio - I don't do talk radio any more, and her departure from Five Live was the reason.
This piece of radio lives on as some sort of perpetual legend amongst my inner posse of anorak-clad homies, who've never (up until now) heard it. I have talked incessantly about it since the day it was aired with various people, but me being generally useless and incapable of actually remembering to do things I promise to do, has meant that the pure wonderfulness of this aural delight has been missed. I am proud to have finally released it to the wider world.
I mean, me having a rant about celebrities and Fi and her panellists taking it to the natural endpoint about all radio stations being crap and playing rubbish is just a classic 100% pure Schoey-style rant. And for that, we applaud her.
Not that I need any excuse of course.
Well, I've had Moveable Type installed on this server for about 5 years in one form or another, and it's always been my intention to start some sort of online journal of witty witterage.
In reality, it appears that I've tinkered about with MT for long enough, and now it's time to open the pages of the diary for public consumption - just in time for my trip away on a canal boat for a week, and the planned daily photo diary of events on board the good ship 'HMS Where The Hell Are We Going' captained by a crowd of rowdy anorak-clad reprobates.
I can bore people for Britain in real life, so why should I make the web an exception! That seems to be reason enough for most people's 'blogs', so that's my reasoning too.
So, here we are then. Expect a post once every couple of years or so, and don't get your hopes up that it will be anything anywhere near interesting. Just like the rest of the site to be honest.
Now... can I get Northsound 2 over GPRS whilst on the move. Hmm...