Saturday, 22 September 2012
FTPs Youngest (Human) Passenger To Date
FTPs younget passenger to date gets back into his seat, just before falling asleep, after an enjoyable day at Sacrewell Farm.


Sunday, 9 September 2012
Extreme Myvi Packing
Several years ago the farther-in-law was having problems with cramp in the night stoping him sleeping. To resolve this we bought the in-laws a waterbed. This resolved the cramp issue because the the gentle support at body temperature maintained circulation. Alas, now the waterbed is no longer needed, so yesterday we moved it to a new home.
All of this wooden frame, and foam, excluding the headboard:
Fitted into FTP in one trip, just leaving the Waterbags for a second trip:
The front seat was moved as far forward as possible and the wood was built up filling the passengers side of the car. The foam was then added to this. This left enough room for two occupants. The one problem I did have was that I could not see to the left of the car, and so I had to work out a route that did not involve right turns!
I'm just so glad the Myvi is like a Tardis on the inside.
I'm just so glad the Myvi is like a Tardis on the inside.
Saturday, 8 September 2012
Egg Vandals (Again)
Yesterday I went out to get the train to work at 06.00, and the egg vandal had struck again.
Since I last mentioned this problem on the blog, FTP has had a another attack, but that was during heavy rain and did not stick.
Yesterdays was the the sixth attack, and had to be on the 7th because I did not get home from work till 23.30 on the 6th. I did not have time to deal with the issue because I did not have time and would miss my train. However, Deece was a hero and got in a Taxi to the station (on her way to work), with a bucket, a large bottle of water, a sponge, and a spray of vinegar solution, and dealt with the problem before it dried.


Since I last mentioned this problem on the blog, FTP has had a another attack, but that was during heavy rain and did not stick.
Yesterdays was the the sixth attack, and had to be on the 7th because I did not get home from work till 23.30 on the 6th. I did not have time to deal with the issue because I did not have time and would miss my train. However, Deece was a hero and got in a Taxi to the station (on her way to work), with a bucket, a large bottle of water, a sponge, and a spray of vinegar solution, and dealt with the problem before it dried.
Tuesday, 26 June 2012
Bedford Police: Do As We Say, Not As We Do
I walk past Bedford Police Station on the way from the Railway Station into work. I just one week I witnessed three occasions where Police cars were flouting parking law. After the first occasion I decided to photograph any subsequent breaches.
I believe it is necessary to have rules in order to protect people, and keep society running smoothly. I find it irritating that so many of societies rules, such as speeding, are routinely flouted.
However, why should anyone abide by the law, when the Police themselves routinely break it?

10/03/2013 - Update - For some months now a few parking places seem to have been left available, so that parking on footpaths/yellow lines is no longer happening. Wonder if this piece helped, situation changed shortly after sending the link to the local press!
I believe it is necessary to have rules in order to protect people, and keep society running smoothly. I find it irritating that so many of societies rules, such as speeding, are routinely flouted.
However, why should anyone abide by the law, when the Police themselves routinely break it?
10/03/2013 - Update - For some months now a few parking places seem to have been left available, so that parking on footpaths/yellow lines is no longer happening. Wonder if this piece helped, situation changed shortly after sending the link to the local press!
Saturday, 16 June 2012
Egg Vandals
FTP - his name.
When we chose FTP we were given a lsit of number plates and FTP jumped out at us because we both instantly said File Transfer Protocol. After a few seconds thought we changed the name to Family Transport Protocol, and FTP was named:
Family Transport Protocol
The other night I was parking and about 15 teenagers came up to tell me how much they like my number plate, but in street slang FTP means something completely different, F... The Police.
Apparently I have lots of street cred with local young people!
Wednesday, 2 May 2012
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