Sun-Doku For Idiots

As i'm not really all that keen or eager on the new craze. I searched high and low for the easiest version I could find.

George Best

May He Rest In Peace. Amen

Ah Annual Leave again

It's day 2 off my annual leave, and far from relaxing, I have been helping a friend move some furniture for the past 2 days.

So I've been humping, lumping chucking and straining.

So Much for annual leave, I'll need a week off to recover.

Tomorrow sees me driving to London to visit Mother and have some Physio, so time to be spoilt for a while, then time to grunt and grown whilst I'm put through my exercises.

I never feel like a I get a chance to relax anymore, as I'll be back in the gym on Wednesday. Oh well

I'm a Supervisor, Get me out of here.

I was down at the Station Masters station tonight, and I was just about to leave to go home, when i received a call from my colleague at my own station.

Earlier today i noticed that the lock leading into our messroom was defective, and i passed this information onto my late turn colleague, who obviously forgot. Help I'm trapped in the messroom and can't get out.

So off i trundle to release him form his capture. Freedom.

Also my night turn colleague is a bit of a crawlly, crawlly bum lick, tongue straight down the back of your trousers, where it comes to management, and he thinks he is the top dog SS at our station.

So he called one of our managers last night. stating that he noticed that the lock on another door had been altered and that he didn't know who authorised it.

So emails were flying about between him and the DSM.

All he had to do was check in the Station Log Book, and the in blue and white, was a log entry stating when and why it had been changed.

So it just goes to show that this fool hasn't been reading the Log Book as the item in question was logged on the 8th November (which is a requirement when ever you book on duty) and he hasn't been doing his station checks. TUT TUT.

UPDATE:

I found out today that the said Supervisor (crawler) also locked himself into the messroom last night. The only shame is he was released by the night contractors

How Weird Are You???

You Are 60% Weird

You're so weird, you think you're *totally* normal. Right?But you wig out even the biggest of circus freaks!

How Weird Are You?

Problems Problems

Sorry I haven't been blogging, but I had to reformat my PC 4 times in 2 days.

So apart from swearing, cursing and hurling abuse at my PC, it's been generally quiet if not a bit accident prone.

It seems to have been one of those weeks so far.

Things that have gone wrong this week include:

1. P.C. Reformatted 4 times
2. Fridge Freezer. I didn't close the door properly and only found out the next day after work when I put my foot in a puddle. It then took another 12 hours to restart, and start freezing again.
3. It took me 2 hours and 15 minutes to cook a ready meal, first of all I set my timer for 45 minutes and put my dinner in the oven, then sat down to watch TV. Beep Beep Beep went the timer. So I went to the cooker and found I hadn't turned it on from the mains. Cooking time 2, I reset the timer but forgot to turn on the oven (sheesh). Cooking time 3, I remembered to switch on the cooker, set the oven and the timer and sat down again. What a night.

The only thing that went well, was on the way home tonight, there was one hell of a sexy woman on the train and I was fortunate enjoyed to be sitting opposite her, yeah I know I'm going to be called a perv.

Wierd Dream

I'm getting worried.

I had a dream about my job last night, or this morning to be precise.

I was working at Camden Town Station (and before you ask I used to work there) when I walked onto the platfor, and found a woman standing in the pit, with about 9 children standing with her, taking photographs.

I went ballistic at the woman, (as i'm a parent myself) telling her she has no common sense, asking her what would have happened if a ballast trian had come into the platform. Stuttering reply, so i told her, (now remember this is just a dream not real)

After arguing with her for a while and my colleague having got the kids off the track, her friend barges in and says i'm not listening and stamps on my foot.

I turned to my colleague and told him to call the police. So she stamped on my other foot as well.

This is wear i woke up with cramps in both my feet.

Strange dream or what!!!

Oh and I was having such a good sleep as well, I suppose getting up at 11:15 was late enough.

Nice Trip

I left home today to drive down to my mum's, as i was having dinner there and it would be the last time they see there nan before Christmas.

I left at 12:15, it usually takes about 1 hour 15 minutes, but because of a road accident on the M1 it took me 5 hours to drive 64 miles. After having a rushed dinner I left my mums 30 minutes later, my girls were off to see the new Harry Potter film.

I finally got home at 20:45.

So I spent almost the whole day in my car. What a waste of a good day.

The weekend off.

I have this weekend off, and I have the pleasure of having my kids with me.

This is the last weekend they will stay with me until after Christmas, which is a bit of a bind.

The only thing I don't enjoy is the fact that I have to sleep on the sofa bed, especially when one of my kids sneaks in beside me.

It's something I have always worried about, as I'm not exactly a small bloke, I could roll over and squash one of them.

So it's 7.15 and I open my eyes to find my son staring at me, "Dad can I get into bed with you as I had a bad dream".

"Okay"

So I budge up only to find my daughter has snuck in behind me without waking me.

So as the biggest person in the house, I'm stuck in the smallest gap.

The joys of fatherhood. I wouldn't change it for the world.

Your Blogging Type is Kind and Harmonious

You're an approachable blogger who tends to have many online friends.People new to your blogging circle know they can count on you for support.You tend to mediate fighting and drama. You set a cooperative tone.You have a great eye for design - and your blog tends to be the best looking on the block!

What's" Your Blogging Personality?

Spot the difference.

I looked at this the other day, and thought, who ever drew the one on the right was either a kid or an alcoholic.

What is it with Tube Maps of late, first there was the mutli-coloured circle, then the defunct Christmas decoration, now a pissed up doodler. What is life coming to.

UPDATE:

I just showed my daughter this picture as she was asking about this site, her first words

"That's just scribbles"

The end is nigh

So that's another week of late turns finished, and what with going to work and joining a gym, on average this week i've managed 5 hours sleep a night.

When i finsh work and get home i tend not to dive straight into bed, but stay up until 3ish then i'm up at 9 for gym and then work.

However I am starting to feel more energetic, (zzzzzzzzzzzz) sorry where was I. No seriously I joined a gym went to work, put up with punters and the worst thing of all, I gained 1/2 a pound this week at weightwatchers.

I blame The Station Master and Tube Dude for getting me drunk and SM getting a KFC on the way home.

Why is it!!!

If a passenger comes upto the gateline with a zone 2&3 travelcard, they expect to travel in zone 1 freely. If you tried to get on a plane with the wrong ticket, would you get on board.

NO I DON'T THINK SO!

My CSA was on the gate line tonight, when a punter (and i'll call him a punter, because he's not a passenger or a customer) came up to him and demanded that he let him in.

My CSA refused. The punter then gets the hump with my CSA and starts trying it on, as my CSA is of ethnic minority and so is the punter, he starts calling him bros.

My CSA rightly denies the punter access to the station until he buys a ticket. He's a good man my CSA.

The punter finally buys his ticket and gives my CSA a load of verbal on the way past.

So yet more abuse for a member of staff doing there duty.

Why is punters try it on then give us grief for doing our job properly.

Oyster

Oyster has been in for a good while now, however I only realised yesterday that there are 2 different screensaver. sad really

It's bloody cold

As I got off the train this evening on the way home, I thought bloody hell i wish i had hair.

As you can see from the car in the picture, thats frost on the windscreen. As I walked home, freezing my ears off, i looked up into a cloudless sky and there was a lovely full moon lighting my path home.


I wondered to myself ... how much would a new hat be!!!

The joy of working Sunday's

As I wander down to my local station this afternoon, I thought to myself, can i be bothered to go to London, I will have to travel down on a busy train, and try and find a seat at the station.

And imagine my surprise when i found out, that my station was overrun with people.

Actually I got to the station and thought, this is bloody typical, I'm on my way to london again. Why don't i get a decent job and stay at home weekends.

Bloggers R Drunk

It was a great night, and thanks to all who made it.

It was nice to meet a young lady who came upto my elbow (3.1) and everyone else who attended.

It felt strange at first looking round the pub, thinking I wonder if you're looking for us.

So by the end of the night all of us apart from 3.1 and Simon were on the mainly drunk.

One thing that i thought was strange, why was there CCTV cameras in the toilets, bloody perverts.

I spent the night at The Station Masters place last night, and as i slept on a 2 seater, or attempted too, being 6`3" i was bloody uncomfortable. Waking up with 2 dead legs from lack of blood, from having sticking 3` up in the air like a woman in labour, supported by stirrups.

I went to the apple store for the first time today, and i didn't find any fruit anywhere.

Meeting Today 4PM

In the interest of sexual equality

A female friend of mine sent me this link

So in the interest of sexual equality I'll give you this

Bloody Passengers

What is it with people and UTS Gates.

I had 2 gates out of service this evening, and instead of being on entry, they were reversed to exit.

One of our so called female (and I use the term loosely) passengers arrived at my station this evening, and because she had to walk and additional 10 YES 10 meters across the booking hall area, she verbally assaulted my Customer Service Assistant.

Saying "It's F**KING ridiculous, trying to get into this SHITTY station".

Before my CSA could explain she called him and "ARSEHOLE" too.

So now because of this little witch, I have one stressed member of staff to deal with, who promptly books off with verbal assault.

So now I'm running a station with only 2 staff.

Why is it some passengers think they can talk to LUL front line staff like this.

If you went into a bank ad spoke to the cashier like that you would be promptly told where to go.

SO DON'T SPEAK TO US LIKE THIS, WE ARE HUMAN, WE DON'T DESERVE IT, AND HAVE FEELINGS TOO.

How would you like it if I came into your job and started swearing at you. Think about it first.

When my CSA sees this person tomorrow evening they will be refused entry.

Rachel from North London

I was checking her blog today and i found out that she had been interviewed and you can hear the broadcast here along with a transcript so you can tell which person is Rachel.

Try using Real Radio as it seems to work better then Media Player.

24 Hours down

Last night was my final shift on nights, and I must admit, it's the busiest I've ever been. At least it's over for another 5 weeks.

After nights I have a strange routine which helps me sleep, ok collapse really.

I stay awake all day so that I can sleep tonight, so far I've been up and about 24 hours. I will probably hit the sack tonight about 23:00.

On better news, I have been trying to get Friday off for the past few weeks, and joy of joys I'm on annual leave for Friday. Drink up time. SEE ABOVE.

TITANIC

I've just seen the new advert for Titanic Special Edition, with 29 deleted scenes and an alternative ending.

What the ship didn't sink, now thats the only sort of alternative i can think of.

Oh Dear!!! All Because he missed his last train

One of our lovely French tourists missed his last train home, and I think he was missing all the action at home. Because he went outside my station and started to trash the local area.

Isn't it a shame when people resort to this kind of silliness.

Luckily enough this mess was outside my station and my station cleaner didn't have to clean it up.

Dinner time

Every night before i start work i have the same thing, Stir Fried Chicken or Pork, Super Noodles and Mushrooms. About 01:00 i will have a pint of milk.

This is all i eat all day and night. It really fills me up and tastes delicious.

Half way through the week

As I've said about the contractors this week, there's has been mayhem all week with 60+ contractors every night, and soon to get worse.

In picture 2, you can already see contractors on the track, believe it or not they are actually cleaning the rails with dust pans and brushes.

Most of these workers are pretty decent and hard working, they don't really give me much bother apart from nicking my tea, coffee and milk again. As i had no proof who was taking the stuff i took the kettle, tea and coffee and moved it all into my main office, so try and get a coffee now you bugger.

Normal practice for a Saturday night, are for the contractors to have a night off, but not this week.

Tonight when I go into work I will have the pleasure of only 22 contractors, but these ones make more noise then the rest, so there goes my peaceful night. These you can see in picture 1.

Night 3 of 7

More Contractors. More Mayhem

Ok so there were only 2 more contractors on site last night but that's still 64 people working on my station during a shift.

I was speaking to another SPIC (site person in charge) last night and he kindly informed me that his work force is increasing over the next couple of weeks by another 10 people.

At the end of engineering hours, I ended up bollocking the Protection Master. She was sitting on Platform 1 and all of a sudden she wanders off into the tunnel mouth.

As she came out I asked her where she had gone, to the toilet was her reply.

Considering there are staff toilets (for both sexs not just unisex) on the platform level at my station, I was not impressed, and she was suitable rebuked.

And before you think well all those male staff around, one of the electricians on site is female, and she uses the staff toilets,

WHAT A NIGHT

I walked into a madhouse.

I arrived at work full of vigour and joy. But this quickly faded.

In total i had 62 contractors working at my station last night, They were tearing so many different parts of my station apart.

I was rushing pillar to post trying to sort things out, but one set of contractors really pissed me off, i have to leave the back door to my office complex open as some of the contractors were working in there, however a different set of contractors started helping themselves to the station tea and coffee and milk.

I spoke to the Site Person in Charge and informed him that if it happens again this set of workers will be told to pack up and get off my station.

The best thing about last night was that although i was in work by 22:15, next thing i knew it was 04:30 and i was doing my pre-opening station checks in time to greet the general public.

Eating Dinner

I sat down tonigh tto eat my dinner, I made the mistake of watching How Clean Is Your House

If you ever watch it you will see what i mean, how can people let themselves live in such squaller.

My stomach turned over quite a few times.

Oh well time for part 2

First night over and only 6 left to go

My first night went swiftly, what with 40 odd contractors for company.

Luckily enough my contractors are a decent bunch, who I get on quite well with.

I find i get a lot more out of the contractors then some of my colleagues as i tend to banter with them more then the rest.

I know they can be a pain, but there just there to do a job too.

Well after an fairly easy shift, i got home about 8 30 this morning and remembered that i had to go to weight watchers tonight. so i had an early day to bed.

Weight Watchers went well as i lost the weight that i had gained over the last 2 weeks. (I blame my kids).

So it's back to starting properly again.

Returning to work

I've had a relaxing 9 days away from work, I spent most of last week with my kids, saw a good few of my old drinking buddies on Saturday night (ok i saw them for a while, after 5 hours of drinking they were pretty much a blur). I got a text from one of my mates Sunday morning informing me I volunteered for a football match (soccer to my American readers).

And now it's tuesday evening and i'm totally pumped up ready for work (yeah right).

So tonight is my first night back (let joy and happiness reign) and according to my colleague the Station Master is been up and down at work again, so god knows what i'm going to find out tonight on the gossip line.

Right well it's time to hit the shower and get ready for work.

Memorial

A memorial service for the victims of the bombings of London's Tube and bus network on 7th July 2005 was held this afternoon at St. Paul's Cathedral


My thoughts are with those who continue to be affected every day by the terrorist attacks on London's public transport system.


Feel free to leave your thoughts in the comments section below or you can submit a messeage of condolence directly to the London Bombings Relief Fund website.

And especially Rachel from North London