It is difficult to know where to begin on what became a long stretched day of constantly changing emotions commencing with the Olympics and the women's road race and ending the early hours with mixed fortunes in grappling with communications technology.
I have just watched again on my desk top monitor the end of the 126 Kilometre road race win by Nicole Cooke, whose parental home in a small village in Wales, reminding myself of the gruelling three hour thirty two minute twenty four second race which I watched throughout Sunday morning. The commentators were always confident that she was in touch with who ever was leading the race with various attempted breakaways and then when more than a ten second gap opened between the breakaway group and the others as the they completed the second circuit climbing high into the mountains where the great wall is located outside of Beijing.
The weather was atrocious throughout with torrential fain falling which amazed that there were not more falls and group crashes as a consequence. Then as they approached the finishing and the breakaway group turned a bend from the downhill part of the race Nicole lost a second's touch with the four other leaders and so far in the euphoria of what followed there has been no explanation of what happened at this point and for a few seconds the previous three and half hours work appeared to have been in vain and she appeared likely to be outside the medals. As she admitted afterwards it was then that all the punishing training in preparation for these Games had its effect and she burst through to take the lead and then to hold off attempts by others in the group to overtake her. The elation of her experiences was joy to behold and she was unable to say anything to commentators other than how wonderfully happy she was, overwhelming herself with her own feelings.
After all the concerns and questions about the Games and all the public expenditure and hype I remembered previous feelings of similar situations. There were then developments which nevertheless placed this achievement in perspective. Pro west Georgia who had use force to prevent a pro Russia province from breaking away were being hit by the full and prepared forces of Russia. It is no accident that all this has happened when the world's attention is focussed on the Games. It may be that Georgia felt it had no alternative but to resist the Russian inspired breakaway attempt but to have used force was a disastrous gamble which now threatens the integrity of the whole state as Russian continues to bomb and threaten to move over from the border of the disputed territory. Then late in the evening there was news that two Chinese students were murdered in their accommodation in central Newcastle.
I had prepared my chicken stir fry for the an early midday meal, then got myself up and then prepared two sandwiches and a container of grapes and strawberries, a flash of coffee and of orange juice ready for the cricket.
It was not until I was seated at the stadium that I checked to find that we were Sussex in the forty over first division competition where Durham had won the second division last year. Because of the meal, then getting myself washed and changed and giving attention to the cycle road race, I was late setting off and could not park in my preferred place directly at the riverside, although I did manage a good position in the next car park nearest the main roadway into the ground area. There had been an ominous cloud above the ground area as I approached and a few spots of rain on the windscreen but play was underway as I looked for somewhere to sit and tried to work out who was batting as both teams were dressed in black. I selected an aisle seat area on the far side of Member's Lounge entrance and close to the shop, box office and main reception area and was concerned to find that Durham was batting first and finding the conditions difficult, scoring only 3 runs an over. There were three short rain interruptions which could not have helped the concentration but gradually the weather improved which was ominous for Durham as they commenced scoring with greater ease as the weather improved. Mustard made 82 and with support from Chanderpaul, Smith, Blenkenstein and a late flurry from Plunkett the team reached 221 off the reduced 38 overs from forty, thus scoring at just under 6 runs an over after the shaky start.
The problem was Durham's bowling and a strong opening by Sussex who scored 106 before the second wicket and then Plunket had a miserable time hit for 37 off three overs, replaced by captain Blenkenstein who although took two wickets bowling his 8 overs for 50 runs although the others with one exception also gave away 6 runs an over. Davies was the only bowler giving his side hope with 1 wicket for 22 runs of his eight overs. They were not bowling badly and in other circumstances the game may have ended more tightly but the change in conditions altered the balance and although Sussex commenced to lose wickets the result never appeared to me in doubt. I therefore left the match with two overs to go to beat the traffic.
After seeing a food programme about the nature of processed ham with fat and other dodgy cuts, salt and water I decided to buy the more expensive thin slices of cured leg of ham, of the kind that Italians and the Spanish are so good at creating at a price for the market. I added a few slices of cucumber and enjoyed one sandwich at the match and the second when I returned home just after eight o'clock after a glass of wine and the last of the peanuts. I then finished off the grapes and strawberries not eaten at the game although I had given in to the temptation of a packet of crisps from the Member's lounge when I went to see if there was a travel club visit to the game ay Hampshire.
I did commence some photographing of completed work but this decided me to investigate again the problems arising in one of the lap tops and this in turn led to six hours of concentrated activity after finding that I appeared to have lost the wireless local network on the laptop and then encountered problems with the desk top, Did I have a time trying to work out what I was doing, what I had done, why things were not working and then why they were. I was too busy working to make notes of what I was doing.
The first positive outcome is that I am now wireless connected from desk top to router. There is no hard link between the router and the computer. This is amazing. The netgear USB add on did not work this morning when attached to the rear slots but does from the front two one of which I use for the printer. I do not think my printer is wireless prepared but I will check this out later on Monday.
The second bonus progress is that my VA10 notebook now appears to be working better than previously since the Belkin wireless card was added and is also working now with no problem through the router. I am yet to work out how to pass over files and hope to have a go at sorting this out also later on Monday.
I could return the Advent lap top to its original factory settings through recovery but my understanding is that I would lose the data including the photos which are important, having somehow managed to delete the copy move devices and stopped windows doing so as one did and does without the provided software. I have found a way to reinstall programmes and drivers from the hard drive but while this appeared to work for the first programme tried in the early hours it did not resolve the problem, I will have another try. I also failed to overcome the connectivity problem to AOL, through Router with connection and to establish wireless. There is something missing with I am determined to try and solve.
I therefore went to bed around 3am possibly later in mixture of success and failure and had to concentrate to relax mind and body to sleep. This was successful rising at around 5, 7 and then 8.45 to put the bin out. I have not had of these nights for several weeks when I forget sleep, the body, time such is the concentration on what I am doing and the determination to resolve problems. I also did some thinking about my trip to London in terms of minimising luggage but covering wet and warm, casual and formal wear and also how I would make use of the days given that there would be Olympics on the BBC TV or computer online if I wished. I would do this also later on Monday.
The bonus of the day was two Andrew Marr programmes in succession. The first is part of short series assessing the UK from the perspective of the air with the programme covering a 24 hour period showing the surge of activity as over half the population takes to the roads and transport services during the morning rush hour. A second focus was on the development of shopping and centres and the logistics required in ensuring that supplies were acquired and distributed as they were needed, The great change has been with the use of container vehicles, the special chips, ports and storage areas, the impact with half a million vehicles on the roads as well as the historical effects on ports. There were views of the shipping lanes with 400 vessels a day in the straights of Dover and half a million lorries and trucks on the roads. There was what we do with our waste and the reduction to scrap of white and other goods neat Hartlepool and then the selling of the stuff to China, no doubt through the Ports of the Tyne and the Tees. There was also the management of the energy grid, where we buy in extra from Frances as well as specialist hydro power stations to offset the sudden rise at the end of programmes such as East Enders Nowhere else are kettles switched on in such significant a number. There were countless other images no longer remembered. This programme was followed by one on London which interested me greatly as at the end of World War two the whole of bombed London was photographs and these photos have now been scanned into a one photograph of London 1945-1948. The programme examined the attempt to rebuild London and the insistence, understandably, on returning everything as to how it had been rather than looking t what was head. The consequence was the rebuilding of London dockland and dockland ways with the shock to the system when the container vessel arrived and it was realised that the Thames was too far in land and too difficulty to navigate and the first and continuing major container port at Felixstowe was created, London as a Dockland had its fate sealed, The programme looked at the changing face of London, designed by USA planners and architects and how with the latest technology it is possible to show how a new building will look and fit in with other buildings of the city. The Cheese Grater is the next expected with other in process of development. Perhaps I would take my camera with me after all!
I have just watched again on my desk top monitor the end of the 126 Kilometre road race win by Nicole Cooke, whose parental home in a small village in Wales, reminding myself of the gruelling three hour thirty two minute twenty four second race which I watched throughout Sunday morning. The commentators were always confident that she was in touch with who ever was leading the race with various attempted breakaways and then when more than a ten second gap opened between the breakaway group and the others as the they completed the second circuit climbing high into the mountains where the great wall is located outside of Beijing.
The weather was atrocious throughout with torrential fain falling which amazed that there were not more falls and group crashes as a consequence. Then as they approached the finishing and the breakaway group turned a bend from the downhill part of the race Nicole lost a second's touch with the four other leaders and so far in the euphoria of what followed there has been no explanation of what happened at this point and for a few seconds the previous three and half hours work appeared to have been in vain and she appeared likely to be outside the medals. As she admitted afterwards it was then that all the punishing training in preparation for these Games had its effect and she burst through to take the lead and then to hold off attempts by others in the group to overtake her. The elation of her experiences was joy to behold and she was unable to say anything to commentators other than how wonderfully happy she was, overwhelming herself with her own feelings.
After all the concerns and questions about the Games and all the public expenditure and hype I remembered previous feelings of similar situations. There were then developments which nevertheless placed this achievement in perspective. Pro west Georgia who had use force to prevent a pro Russia province from breaking away were being hit by the full and prepared forces of Russia. It is no accident that all this has happened when the world's attention is focussed on the Games. It may be that Georgia felt it had no alternative but to resist the Russian inspired breakaway attempt but to have used force was a disastrous gamble which now threatens the integrity of the whole state as Russian continues to bomb and threaten to move over from the border of the disputed territory. Then late in the evening there was news that two Chinese students were murdered in their accommodation in central Newcastle.
I had prepared my chicken stir fry for the an early midday meal, then got myself up and then prepared two sandwiches and a container of grapes and strawberries, a flash of coffee and of orange juice ready for the cricket.
It was not until I was seated at the stadium that I checked to find that we were Sussex in the forty over first division competition where Durham had won the second division last year. Because of the meal, then getting myself washed and changed and giving attention to the cycle road race, I was late setting off and could not park in my preferred place directly at the riverside, although I did manage a good position in the next car park nearest the main roadway into the ground area. There had been an ominous cloud above the ground area as I approached and a few spots of rain on the windscreen but play was underway as I looked for somewhere to sit and tried to work out who was batting as both teams were dressed in black. I selected an aisle seat area on the far side of Member's Lounge entrance and close to the shop, box office and main reception area and was concerned to find that Durham was batting first and finding the conditions difficult, scoring only 3 runs an over. There were three short rain interruptions which could not have helped the concentration but gradually the weather improved which was ominous for Durham as they commenced scoring with greater ease as the weather improved. Mustard made 82 and with support from Chanderpaul, Smith, Blenkenstein and a late flurry from Plunkett the team reached 221 off the reduced 38 overs from forty, thus scoring at just under 6 runs an over after the shaky start.
The problem was Durham's bowling and a strong opening by Sussex who scored 106 before the second wicket and then Plunket had a miserable time hit for 37 off three overs, replaced by captain Blenkenstein who although took two wickets bowling his 8 overs for 50 runs although the others with one exception also gave away 6 runs an over. Davies was the only bowler giving his side hope with 1 wicket for 22 runs of his eight overs. They were not bowling badly and in other circumstances the game may have ended more tightly but the change in conditions altered the balance and although Sussex commenced to lose wickets the result never appeared to me in doubt. I therefore left the match with two overs to go to beat the traffic.
After seeing a food programme about the nature of processed ham with fat and other dodgy cuts, salt and water I decided to buy the more expensive thin slices of cured leg of ham, of the kind that Italians and the Spanish are so good at creating at a price for the market. I added a few slices of cucumber and enjoyed one sandwich at the match and the second when I returned home just after eight o'clock after a glass of wine and the last of the peanuts. I then finished off the grapes and strawberries not eaten at the game although I had given in to the temptation of a packet of crisps from the Member's lounge when I went to see if there was a travel club visit to the game ay Hampshire.
I did commence some photographing of completed work but this decided me to investigate again the problems arising in one of the lap tops and this in turn led to six hours of concentrated activity after finding that I appeared to have lost the wireless local network on the laptop and then encountered problems with the desk top, Did I have a time trying to work out what I was doing, what I had done, why things were not working and then why they were. I was too busy working to make notes of what I was doing.
The first positive outcome is that I am now wireless connected from desk top to router. There is no hard link between the router and the computer. This is amazing. The netgear USB add on did not work this morning when attached to the rear slots but does from the front two one of which I use for the printer. I do not think my printer is wireless prepared but I will check this out later on Monday.
The second bonus progress is that my VA10 notebook now appears to be working better than previously since the Belkin wireless card was added and is also working now with no problem through the router. I am yet to work out how to pass over files and hope to have a go at sorting this out also later on Monday.
I could return the Advent lap top to its original factory settings through recovery but my understanding is that I would lose the data including the photos which are important, having somehow managed to delete the copy move devices and stopped windows doing so as one did and does without the provided software. I have found a way to reinstall programmes and drivers from the hard drive but while this appeared to work for the first programme tried in the early hours it did not resolve the problem, I will have another try. I also failed to overcome the connectivity problem to AOL, through Router with connection and to establish wireless. There is something missing with I am determined to try and solve.
I therefore went to bed around 3am possibly later in mixture of success and failure and had to concentrate to relax mind and body to sleep. This was successful rising at around 5, 7 and then 8.45 to put the bin out. I have not had of these nights for several weeks when I forget sleep, the body, time such is the concentration on what I am doing and the determination to resolve problems. I also did some thinking about my trip to London in terms of minimising luggage but covering wet and warm, casual and formal wear and also how I would make use of the days given that there would be Olympics on the BBC TV or computer online if I wished. I would do this also later on Monday.
The bonus of the day was two Andrew Marr programmes in succession. The first is part of short series assessing the UK from the perspective of the air with the programme covering a 24 hour period showing the surge of activity as over half the population takes to the roads and transport services during the morning rush hour. A second focus was on the development of shopping and centres and the logistics required in ensuring that supplies were acquired and distributed as they were needed, The great change has been with the use of container vehicles, the special chips, ports and storage areas, the impact with half a million vehicles on the roads as well as the historical effects on ports. There were views of the shipping lanes with 400 vessels a day in the straights of Dover and half a million lorries and trucks on the roads. There was what we do with our waste and the reduction to scrap of white and other goods neat Hartlepool and then the selling of the stuff to China, no doubt through the Ports of the Tyne and the Tees. There was also the management of the energy grid, where we buy in extra from Frances as well as specialist hydro power stations to offset the sudden rise at the end of programmes such as East Enders Nowhere else are kettles switched on in such significant a number. There were countless other images no longer remembered. This programme was followed by one on London which interested me greatly as at the end of World War two the whole of bombed London was photographs and these photos have now been scanned into a one photograph of London 1945-1948. The programme examined the attempt to rebuild London and the insistence, understandably, on returning everything as to how it had been rather than looking t what was head. The consequence was the rebuilding of London dockland and dockland ways with the shock to the system when the container vessel arrived and it was realised that the Thames was too far in land and too difficulty to navigate and the first and continuing major container port at Felixstowe was created, London as a Dockland had its fate sealed, The programme looked at the changing face of London, designed by USA planners and architects and how with the latest technology it is possible to show how a new building will look and fit in with other buildings of the city. The Cheese Grater is the next expected with other in process of development. Perhaps I would take my camera with me after all!
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