|Lizzie (a muggle cyclist)|
|…and after the Magic Garage!|
Sat here in a tiny cottage in Wales thanking our lucky stars we decided not to camp this week! Wind or rain or better still, wind and rain have been the overriding feature of our summer holiday so far. But however bad the weather, it can’t eclipse the shocking images we faced yesterday when turning on the TV for the first time in three days.
As a small business owner, I’m used to facing commercial adversity and uncertainty. But I certainly couldn’t see this coming despite dealing with some highly unsavoury characters over the years. But I guess when these lowlifes are marshalled and incited to violence, this is the outcome. Let’s face it, this isn’t a race issue or students making a stand against rising tuition fees. No, this is simply opportunist criminality and mindless violence – a sad indictment of the state our country’s in.
Surely now, it’s time for the pathetic liberalism to end. Bad guys are bad guys in all shapes, colours and sizes and need zero tolerance. I know folk who’ve had a diabolical start in life but they don’t use that as an excuse for antisocial behaviour or to loot and rob. You hear people say the scroats should be sent to Afghanistan to fight with our army but do you seriously think our professional soldiers would want these unreliable, cowardly scumbags on their right and left in a firefight?
No, it’s time us common, working, decent people took some bloody control back. And if the politicians won’t do it, maybe we’ll have to. Not a threat, just an indication that many of us have worked hard and troubled no-one to make a modest living and are rapidly losing faith in our country and our leadership. I love my country – sadly, we have a section of society that are a cancer and need cutting out if they’re not willing to conform to the law.
OK, rant over…!
Don’t think anyone works in the outdoor industry to get rich – unless you count the directors of the warehouse style chains who have as much interest in you and your mountaineering aspirations as I do in the ingredients needed to make slug pellets! But how about making £132 for pressing 5 buttons on a keypad? Can we all have a job like that please?
Well, that’s the amount charged by a well known security company to reset our system after a power cut at the shop! And it took TWO engineers to do it… Naturally, we are a little tetchy about this and have politely voiced our displeasure. Have you experienced a similar situation? It seems that while us common folk are tightening our belts to weather the latest financial crisis there are still plenty of greedy snouts in troughs…
|Cap hiding in the Hostas!|
It’s a very sad day today for me and Lizzie – it’s exactly one year since we lost our beautiful Cap. If you’ve not had the privilege to have had a dog like Cap living with you for nearly fifteen years then it’s hard to explain what a void is left when they leave you. Cap was truly my best friend – I spent more time with him than anyone and he travelled with me where ever I went in the UK.
There wasn’t a better fellow for sharing sport with, he’d run for hours alongside a mountain bike, track me from the ground when I was flying my paraglider and climb any mountain I could.
He brought massive character to the shop and people came in just to see him. His settee at Mountainfeet is still there and I couldn’t bear to see it go. Even when enthusiastic children got a bit boisterous with him, he never snapped – in fact I’ve never seen a more tolerant dog.
When you were feeling blue he’d climb on your lap for a hug – you’d soon feel better about things. He wasn’t an attention seeker and he could take or leave being patted or stroked – what he really lived for was being outdoors and active. Which fortunately for him was the same for us!
I remember when he first turned up at our door, an unwanted farm dog from a rescue. An inquisitive black and white face with stick-up ears in front of a skinny body with an incredibly fluffy coat! He looked like a cross between a badger and a husky and I fell in love instantly. Lizzie and I were the luckiest people in the world that day – no way we could know then what quality he was going to bring to the next fifteen years…
Today, I’m sitting here writing this and missing him so much…
|Lizzie at the top of Windy Hill|
I performed as a domestique after that, shepherding Lizzie round and protecting her from the headwind. I even led out the last couple of hundred yards Mark Renshaw style and pulled over to let her beat me by a second!
Anyway, the event website is http://www.joinourride.com/ – stick it in your diary for next year…
|Back in the IBM days…|
It’s ironic really… I quit work with IBM in the nineties to go back to working in sport and yet now I spend more time tapping a keyboard than before! Still, some of the stuff I took on board then is helping me create the Mountainfeet website now so we don’t have to rely on the guys with ponytails to build it!
Just another thought… I left IBM about the same time I started losing my hair – is there a connection I wonder?