<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715</id><updated>2012-01-09T20:45:44.175Z</updated><category term='home'/><title type='text'>Over the Hill</title><subtitle type='html'>About me, as a person, and my family.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>99</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-976482137233830151</id><published>2012-01-09T20:45:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-09T20:45:44.183Z</updated><title type='text'>The Jolly Scholar</title><content type='html'>Following on from &lt;a href="http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2012/01/tea-at-bills.html"&gt;Tea at Bill's&lt;/a&gt; we stayed in Cambridge for our evening meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally we had planned to use our Tesco vouchers at Brasserie Gerard, but it appears they've gone bust. So back to our list of new places we haven't tried yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;a href="http://www.jollyscholar.co.uk/"&gt;Jolly Scholar&lt;/a&gt; (the web site is somewhat incomplete at the moment) is where the Bun Shop used to be. We've heard good things in the press, and the one friend who's actually been there was very positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The good things we had heard are thoroughly deserved. We decided to book a table for 6:30 but actually got there only a few minutes after 6, as all the shops in Cambridge closed very promptly and it wasn't really the weather to wander. They were just starting to serve food, so we sat down and had a good study of the menu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food is exceptional. We both started with the wood pigeon. It was rather more generous than I expected, was very tasty, and the beetroot and chorizo complemented it well. (And there was the added bonus of a small lead shot.) Melanie had the chicken off the special board. My rack of lamb was supremely tender, simply matched to a selection of roast vegetables.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to skip pudding - we were reasonably full in any case, and still had plenty of cakes at home from Christmas, but I would unreservedly recommend the food at the Jolly Scholar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-976482137233830151?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/976482137233830151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=976482137233830151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/976482137233830151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/976482137233830151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2012/01/jolly-scholar.html' title='The Jolly Scholar'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-5695255726550621299</id><published>2012-01-09T20:30:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-09T20:30:48.441Z</updated><title type='text'>Tea at Bill's</title><content type='html'>I was wandering around Cambridge just before Christmas (a bit of last-minute shopping) when I walked past a new restaurant, but had to file it away for future reference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over new year we were in conversation on our &lt;a href="http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-at-seckford-hall.html"&gt;Seckford Hall break&lt;/a&gt; and the couple we were talking to mentioned that they had stopped to have tea at this great place in Cambridge. It took a little while to connect the two places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, last weekend we had Saturday out and decided to have afternoon tea and an evening meal. And the afternoon tea location was set: &lt;a href="http://www.bills-website.co.uk/"&gt;Bill's&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite out of the way, being neither in the shopping centre nor on top of any of the tourist traps. But it was absolutely packed, so word must get around (and I've never seen any advertising either).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's a large table near the door, and we perched on a corner, with several other groups sharing the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We both had the standard cream tea. I actually drank tea (Earl Grey), while Melanie went for hot chocolate. The scones were delicious. If there was a criticism it's that the jam was a little runny (so you can't pile it high, and it runs off your scone), but that's nit-picking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, it's a little gem, and we hope to go back. (The burger on a board looked very tempting.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-5695255726550621299?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/5695255726550621299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=5695255726550621299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/5695255726550621299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/5695255726550621299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2012/01/tea-at-bills.html' title='Tea at Bill&apos;s'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-6756754307236484276</id><published>2012-01-09T20:17:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-01-09T20:17:32.096Z</updated><title type='text'>New Year at Seckford Hall</title><content type='html'>We decided to try and get away for New Year. The girls are old enough to look after themselves for a night or two, so we can spread our wings a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's also Melanie's birthday just before the new year, so that gives the opportunity of a double celebration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a look around, and there are lots of places doing new year breaks. We wanted something not too far from home (which ruled out places like Scotland or the South West) but not in Cambridge itself. We wanted the night before new year, whereas a lot of places offered new year and the day after. And I definitely didn't want somewhere that was a formal black tie dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;a href="http://www.seckford.co.uk/"&gt;Seckford Hall&lt;/a&gt;, near &lt;a href="http://visitwoodbridge.co.uk/"&gt;Woodbridge&lt;/a&gt; in Suffolk. The distance was about right, the facilities looked good, and it met all our requirements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They have old rooms in the main house and some more modern rooms. We went for one of the older rooms, with a 4-poster. It's a little more quirky, and has more character, although the floor isn't exactly very level!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The package included cream tea. It's more like stuff-yourself-until-you-burst tea. Lots of scones, jam, clotted cream, cakes, and of course tea. Delicious and very filling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a good meal in the restaurant. We decided to sit in the bar and have a small drink beforehand, and they brought canapes out, let us peruse the menu, and took our order while we were still in the bar. Then, only when they were almost ready with the starter did they take us through to the restaurant. This is definitely more pleasant than occupying time at the table reading the menu, taking your order and then waiting for the food to arrive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The food was excellent both in quality and quantity. I had smoked salmon cannelloni to start, with pork medallions for the main. Now, I'm rather partial to a cheese board for dessert, but decided against it as I would almost certainly have exploded if the quantity had matched all the other items we had. And coffee was again back in the more relaxed seating of the bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took advantage of the small leisure facilities at the hotel. We swam several times and treated ourselves to a massage with &lt;a href="http://www.mary-scott-therapies.co.uk/"&gt;Mary Scott&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On new years eve, we drove up the coast to &lt;a href="http://www.southwold.ws/"&gt;Southwold&lt;/a&gt;. OK, so we did have a little walk along the beach and the &lt;a href="http://www.southwoldpier.co.uk/"&gt;pier&lt;/a&gt;, lost a few coins on the penny falls. But the primary reason for the trip was to do the &lt;a href="http://adnams.co.uk/"&gt;brewery tour&lt;/a&gt;. This was really interesting. The last time I went on a brewery tour was (I think) about 25 years ago in Oxford. The Adnams brewery is somewhat more modern. The time of year meant it wasn't in operation during our tour, but this did have the advantage that we could get around more freely and study the equipment more closely. And of course, there's the obligatory tasting session and the free beers from the shop!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to the New Year Dinner Dance. I have to confess that this sort of thing has never really been my cup of tea, and a gammy knee and broken elbow don't make it any easier. Of the dancing I'll just say that there was some, and I was occasionally seen to stand on the dance floor shuffling from one foot to the other. Any photographic evidence has been systematically destroyed. We were put onto tables of 8 (or so) for the meal. The hotel had clearly given a little competent thought to the groupings, so we were put with some very nice people and had a very enjoyable evening.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;So, I would recommend both the general idea and &lt;a href="http://www.seckford.co.uk/"&gt;Seckford Hall&lt;/a&gt; itself. Despite my general bah humbug attitude, I haven't ruled out doing something similar in a year's time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-6756754307236484276?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/6756754307236484276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=6756754307236484276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/6756754307236484276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/6756754307236484276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2012/01/new-year-at-seckford-hall.html' title='New Year at Seckford Hall'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-8431499976225255042</id><published>2011-10-25T16:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T16:46:44.701+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quarter Century</title><content type='html'>Twenty five years ago today, I married Melanie at &lt;a href="http://www.staldates.org.uk/"&gt;St Aldates&lt;/a&gt; in Oxford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, recently we've been celebrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a party just over a week ago for family and friends. Having had a look at several places, we selected &lt;a href="http://www.gonvillehotel.co.uk/"&gt;The Gonville Hotel&lt;/a&gt; here in Cambridge, and were very pleased. They gave us a superb lunch (the beef was rare, just as we like it, and they did salad without tomato, just as asked). We had a good buffet in the evening as well, although I have to confess to being rather full and not having much room to do more than sample it. We had a regular cake at lunchtime, and then a pile of cupcakes from &lt;a href="http://www.dorringtons.com/"&gt;Dorringtons&lt;/a&gt; in the evening. (They do a cardboard stand, but we bought a rather posh perspex arrangement and it looked stunning.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last weekend we went down to Ipswich and stayed for a night at the &lt;a href="http://www.salthouseharbour.co.uk/"&gt;Salthouse Harbour Hotel&lt;/a&gt;, on the waterfront. We've never been to Ipswich (except to change at the railway station) so thought this was a good excuse to go to a decent hotel somewhere different. We stayed in one of the penthouse suites (after 25 years you get to treat yourselves) and, yes, it does come with a telescope. The room was spacious and comfortable, the bed luxurious, although the bath and shower were slightly compact and some of the bathroom fittings a bit the worse for wear. We treated ourselves to a joint massage at &lt;a href="http://www.flawlessimage.co/massage/"&gt;Flawless Image&lt;/a&gt; as well, the Vespers Drift Away, which was really superb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just to be silly we walked along to the cinema to see Johnny English Reborn. An OK film, with some really funny bits mixed in with some quite average scenes. In Cambridge, we prefer &lt;a href="http://www.cineworld.co.uk/"&gt;Cineworld&lt;/a&gt; (over the alternative Vue) because the seats are better and there's a better angle to the seating so you can see over the people in front; the one in Ipswich felt a bit tired and tatty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before eating, we had a swift drink at &lt;a href="http://www.isaaclord.org/"&gt;Isaacs&lt;/a&gt;, the pub on the waterfront next to the Hotel. A decent pint, although clearly it must get a bit rough - plastic glasses and bouncers at the door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at the Hotel was good, but slightly disappointing in that our first two menu choices weren't available (we fancied sharing the Chateaubriand), and they had run out of our first choice wine as well. The scallops for the starter were really good, but slight disappointment with dessert as well - no blue on the cheeseboard. The quality of the evening meal we had was good, no doubt about it, but we were just put out a bit by not getting what we were looking forward to three times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to the next 25 years!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-8431499976225255042?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/8431499976225255042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=8431499976225255042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8431499976225255042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8431499976225255042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/10/quarter-century.html' title='Quarter Century'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-844015760770025611</id><published>2011-09-19T19:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-19T19:46:22.390+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Trying the Guided Busway</title><content type='html'>The &lt;a href="http://www.thebusway.info/"&gt;Cambridge Busway&lt;/a&gt; opened recently - two years late, and millions of pounds over budget. So, many of us have taken to calling it the &lt;i&gt;misguided busway&lt;/i&gt; instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A couple of weeks ago we went to St. Ives (to the &lt;a href="http://www.huntscamra.org.uk/festivals/branchbeerfestivals.asp"&gt;beer festival&lt;/a&gt;, which meant that public transport is an ideal choice). As that's directly served by the busway, it seemed an ideal opportunity to try it out and see what all the fuss is about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Compared to the old bus service, not much has changed. We got on and off the same vehicles at the same places, and the cost was the same. By and large, I would have said that journey times were pretty similar too.The bus is definitely comfortable, but the ride is anything but. On the regular road it's very smooth, but the guided sections aren't that great. The track is made up in sections, about a bus length each, and as the bus goes across these you get a regular pitching movement that can start to make you feel seasick. I can't imagine this getting better over time - settling is likely to make the joints worse and the track less even.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK, so the bus is great for getting from a few places in Cambridge to a few locations along the busway. But that's all. It's very much a one-trick pony. It doesn't fit into a larger scheme, or address any of the area's other transport problems, or have any flexibility to evolve to meet changing needs. And that, to my mind, is a fundamental weakness to the whole project. It doesn't do anything to address issues of freight transportation or long-distance traffic, or even local traffic between villages, and isn't going to take any significant traffic away from the A14.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's over a hundred million pounds of investment, with minimal impact in a very restricted area. Meanwhile, public transport in Cambridge itself remains extremely poor - overpriced, limited choice, and unreliable.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-844015760770025611?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/844015760770025611/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=844015760770025611' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/844015760770025611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/844015760770025611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/09/trying-guided-busway.html' title='Trying the Guided Busway'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-6052940658250602127</id><published>2011-08-07T09:53:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T10:39:06.199+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Variations in Travel</title><content type='html'>Just back from a short week in Munich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We flew &lt;a href="http://www.easyjet.com/"&gt;easyJet&lt;/a&gt; from Stansted. I'm not personally a fan of budget airlines, because they go to a great deal of trouble to give pretty shoddy service. (I can't believe that not having assigned seating makes any difference at all to their costs, and would make loading the plain much easier and quicker - not to mention being able to track which passengers are on board - I remember on one flight waiting for almost an hour on the tarmac because the number of passengers on the plane didn't match the number who had checked in.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why Munich? It was a short trip, so we wanted to fly from Stansted to make it easier. And just looked down the list of destinations. Munich is a fantastic place anyway, and has the advantage that you actually fly there (and not to some random tertiary airport miles away from it).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've tried a number of different ways to get to the airport. In this particular case, we chose Stansted because it's pretty close to Cambridge. If we get an early flight out of Gatwick then we normally go down the night before and stay locally: then the hotel look after the car and offer a shuttle to and from the terminal, which works out pretty well. (And avoids the not insignificant risk of missing your flight due to being stuck on the M25 for half a day.) But for Stansted we have tried an airport Limo, which works quite well, and in this case just booked a taxi from &lt;a href="http://www.panthertaxis.co.uk/"&gt;Panther&lt;/a&gt; which is a similar price and just as good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going by coach or train would be a reasonable option, but for one thing - actually getting from our house to the bus or train station is a significant issue. It's not particularly cheap and, while it's close it can actually take quite a while. We're on the right side of Cambridge that we can just head straight for Stansted without having to fight into or through Cambridge itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Using the total shambles of a bus service to get to the railway station isn't really an option. You're often needing to travel early or late when the bus service doesn't operate, and even when it's supposed to be operating it's a total lottery as to when it might turn up - for our local service that's supposed to run every 10 minutes that mean allowing an extra 45 minutes to be sure you get their on time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate parking at airports. If I drive down myself then I'll normally use valet parking. This isn't really any more expensive and is so much more convenient. It saves typically an hour and is much less hassle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having got to Munich we entered a different world. One of fast, cheap, reliable public transport. Well, almost (I'll come to that bit later).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way from the airport into Munich is the S-Bahn. And they have this "partner" ticket that allows up to 5 people to travel on the one ticket. From the airport which is a fair way out, that's under 20 euros for unlimited travel around Munich for the whole day. (Just within the centre itself the ticket is about half that price.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Within Munich there's the S-Bahn itself, which spreads out to a number of suburbs, the underground, trams, and busses. This time we stayed near the main railway station, so just had to choose the right service depending on our destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We fell foul of a couple of failures of german efficiency on this trip. The first was that one of the tram lines (the 19) has a huge chunk taken out of the middle of it, while they do maintenance. This doesn't actually cause much of a problem once you've worked it out, but it wasn't obvious - the notice plastered on the stop was in german, and the announcements on the trams were also in german, so we spent a couple of minutes scratching our heads working out what it all meant. And then got back on the tram we had just jumped off which went a slightly longer way round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second problem was on one of our day trips. We went out to Herrenchiemsee, which should have involved a simple train ride. Again, more maintenance work, so a simple train ride turned into one train which departed half an hour later than normal, then an unmarked bus through the countryside, then another train (just the random next train, not an actual connection to the bus). We then had a little tourist train at the end, and 3 boat rides to get round the islands. Fortunately the return trip was direct, but I'm not sure we would have liked to have tried the trip out without a tour guide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some bus drivers are the same everywhere. We had one occasion when we were waiting at a stop, the bus drove past ignoring us, then decided to stop 20 yards down the road. We run after it, just get to it and he pulls off again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The flight back was delayed a little, but waiting was a right pain. Some pillock decided to start queueing about 45 minutes before boarding, and of course everyone else then has to queue - because if you don't then you won't get a decent seat or be able to sit together. So you end up standing in a queue that snakes all across the departure lounge, cutting it in two, and blocking access to the shops, for an hour before anybody shows up. (Even worse, the people who started the queue all had speedy boarding and therefore didn't need to queue at all.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-6052940658250602127?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/6052940658250602127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=6052940658250602127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/6052940658250602127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/6052940658250602127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/08/variations-in-travel.html' title='Variations in Travel'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-7385910607021774358</id><published>2011-07-24T15:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-24T16:01:14.889+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Brasserie Gérard, Cambridge</title><content type='html'>We went out to &lt;a href="http://www.brasseriegerard.co.uk/location/cambridge"&gt;Brasserie Gérard in Cambridge&lt;/a&gt; last night, as a meal for Hannah's Birhday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Brasserie Gérard is one of our favourite restaurants. The service and food are always excellent, and the menu is a good match for our likes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started with the tiger prawns. Firm flesh and very tasty, although I think I would have added some more garlic for an extra bit of zing (which is probably one of the reasons you don't want me running a restaurant!). Main course was my usual steak frites - in this case the filet, and it was delicious. I'm not a great fan of the faux filet (aka sirloin) - I prefer either the onglet or the full fillet myself. Then the cheeseboard to finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, the really good thing about Brasserie Gérard is that you can use your Tesco vouchers, which makes it extremely affordable!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-7385910607021774358?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/7385910607021774358/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=7385910607021774358' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/7385910607021774358'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/7385910607021774358'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/07/brasserie-gerard-cambridge.html' title='Brasserie Gérard, Cambridge'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-8269493772507308964</id><published>2011-06-26T21:20:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T21:29:44.361+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Prince Albert, Ely</title><content type='html'>On Friday I went to the Prince Albert in Ely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no website, but it's in the Good Beer Guide and I managed to locate it easily enough. And, almost by accident, managed to find the car park that it's right next to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thoroughly enjoyed my pint of Mild. I knew ahead of time that Mild was served, and that was one of the reasons for choosing the Prince Albert to spend that part of my evening in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also had sausage, eggs, and chips for dinner. Which was just what I expected - tasty and cheerfully served.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you compare the food on offer to those pubs which have a much larger investment in food, then the choice isn't that great and the prices aren't the cheapest. I suspect both are because they simply don't do enough food trade to allow economies of scale to kick in. But what you get is of decent quality, and what you would expect from a small local.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would have loved to stay longer (and have a bit more of the Mild), but had to collect my passengers and head home instead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-8269493772507308964?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/8269493772507308964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=8269493772507308964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8269493772507308964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8269493772507308964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/06/prince-albert-ely.html' title='Prince Albert, Ely'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-2971371223687254112</id><published>2011-06-17T12:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T12:52:00.373+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Film Review: Robin Hood(s)</title><content type='html'>We watched the 2010 Robin Hood film (the one with Russell Crowe) the other night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's an OK film, but it really didn't work. It didn't really make sense to me in terms of the Robin Hood legend, which they've definitely mangled beyond all recognition. The plot itself is a little confused, and the film seems to lurch unsteadily from one phase to the next. Occasionally I would be impressed by a bit of gritty reality, and then put off by some errant inanity. The other outlaws aren't well fleshed out and seem to be peripheral, while every time I see Marion I think "Galadriel".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, this would have been a much better film if they had written a story from scratch and not confused it with the Robin Hood legend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't seen it for a while, but the 1991 version starring Kevin Costner was a much better film. Not only was the story more coherent, but it flowed much better. And there was a dark undercurrent to the film that gave it some backbone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favourite Robin Hood has to be Errol Flynn, though. That is a stunner of a film. From 1938, even. It's bright, cheerful, funny, and unashamed fantasy. Yes, certain aspects of it are complete nonsense, but it all fits together to produce a hugely enjoyable whole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-2971371223687254112?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/2971371223687254112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=2971371223687254112' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/2971371223687254112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/2971371223687254112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/06/film-review-robin-hoods.html' title='Film Review: Robin Hood(s)'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-8508045943727429281</id><published>2011-06-06T19:57:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T20:15:35.568+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Camden Market</title><content type='html'>A little while ago we went down to London for the day. After dropping one daughter and boyfriend off at ExCeL we drove into London, heading for Camden which is somewhere we visit every few months.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a Sunday we park on the Outer Circle of Regent's Park, just round from London Zoo. There's usually plenty of space, parking charges are quite reasonable. And then just walk a few hundred yards across to Camden. (Driving into London on a Sunday works fairly well - not too busy, and no Congestion Charge to worry about, although getting to Regents Park just skirts the Charging Zone.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time, while Camden was packed as usual, there were an awful lot of FC Barcelona shirts and Spanish accents in evidence. The fact that they had won the Champions League Final the night before might have had something to do with it, I guess, and they were out in force shopping for souvenirs before heading home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I quite like the atmosphere in Camden, and love browsing, I've come to the conclusion that it's not really my scene. Mel and the girls come away with tops, dresses, shoes, and assorted accessories. I've struggled to do anything as simple as finding a good book at one of the 2nd-hand bookshops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are huge numbers of places to eat. We often end up at the Ice Wharf, the local Wetherspoons place. It's set back a few yards (nothing more, really) from the hustle and bustle of Camden itself, but seems fairly quiet, and the menu seems to be able to provide for all the fussy eaters in the Tribble family.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-8508045943727429281?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/8508045943727429281/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=8508045943727429281' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8508045943727429281'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8508045943727429281'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/06/camden-market.html' title='Camden Market'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-2793627365453229322</id><published>2011-06-06T19:36:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T19:57:38.098+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Snug Bar and Loch Fyne</title><content type='html'>With the girls off at the &lt;a href="http://www.cambseastguides.org.uk/jarmancentre/"&gt;Jarman Centre&lt;/a&gt; sleeping in a bivouac, we decided to go out for a meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our meal booking was slightly late, we decided to take an earlier bus (when they're still relatively frequent) and stop off for a drink first. So we called in at &lt;a href="http://www.thesnugbar.co.uk/"&gt;the Snug&lt;/a&gt; (there are two in Cambridge - their website calls this one on Lensfield Road the Trumpington one, and it really isn't anywhere near Trumpington). It was reasonably quiet, so we had our usual small table with a couple of armchairs at the back, and settled down to a Zombie and West Indies Yellowbird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then along the street to &lt;a href="http://www.lochfyne.com/"&gt;Loch Fyne&lt;/a&gt;. And it was pretty full, explaining why we were given a slightly later booking. We started off with The Fisherman's Plate, which had a good selection of fish (although a little more bread wouldn't have gone amiss). Mel had the King prawns and scallops, while I went for the Pan-fried fillets of seabass. Both main courses were excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meal itself was pretty good - what of the downsides? Quality is good, value for money fairly average; the service was of pretty good quality although a little slow, both in taking our order (another waiter had to come and welcome us and explain today's specials) and in the fact that the starter (a cold platter, so no preparation delay) took a significant time to arrive. But they're obviously doing something right as the place was packed out, and usually seems busy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-2793627365453229322?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/2793627365453229322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=2793627365453229322' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/2793627365453229322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/2793627365453229322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/06/snug-bar-and-loch-fyne.html' title='Snug Bar and Loch Fyne'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-3188591496538745396</id><published>2011-05-31T21:32:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T21:47:34.245+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Denny Abbey and Farmland Museum</title><content type='html'>We went over to &lt;a href="http://www.dennyfarmlandmuseum.org.uk/"&gt;Denny Abbey and Farmland Museum&lt;/a&gt; yesterday. We went fairly early as rain was threatened, and were fortunate that the rain stayed away while we were there (although we could see threatening clouds to the west and rain rolled in after we got home).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a special event day. It was interesting, and certainly kept us occupied for a couple of hours. I think they could have made more of it though: another vehicle or two would have made a massive difference, and the real ale and cheese were somewhat underwhelming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we found that the special events didn't add all that much to the visit. Which is a bit of a shame because there had clearly been considerable effort put in, but I got the feeling that a little more effort would have made a huge difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a regular visit it's probably not going to be more than half a day, which is slightly tricky given the opening times. But it's interesting and definitely worthwhile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We actually visited Denny Abbey some years ago. In fact, it must have been quite a while ago. We don't remember the Farmland Museum, so was probably mid '90s, and my recollection of the Abbey buildings was that they were in much worse repair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-3188591496538745396?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/3188591496538745396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=3188591496538745396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/3188591496538745396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/3188591496538745396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/05/denny-abbey-and-farmland-museum.html' title='Denny Abbey and Farmland Museum'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-4180948565487504713</id><published>2011-05-29T19:24:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T19:39:57.316+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cambridge Beer Festival</title><content type='html'>Last week was the &lt;a href="http://www.cambridgebeerfestival.com/"&gt;Cambridge Beer Festival&lt;/a&gt;. Held as usual on Jesus Green, the usual array of fine ales and other specialities such as mead was available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the beginning of the week anyway! I went for a quick lunch (courtesy of the well known Cheese Counter) on Tuesday and Thursday, and we went for an extended lunch and afternoon session on Saturday. When we arrived on Saturday the choice was already starting to look a bit thin, and by the time we left just after 5 on Saturday there really wasn't much left. I guess record attendance helped drink the place dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As always, a thoroughly enjoyable event.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A reminder: join &lt;a href="http://www.camra.org.uk/"&gt;CAMRA&lt;/a&gt;. Not only do you get in free, and much quicker, but you're supporting a worthy cause.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-4180948565487504713?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/4180948565487504713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=4180948565487504713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/4180948565487504713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/4180948565487504713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/05/cambridge-beer-festival.html' title='Cambridge Beer Festival'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-3121636953687476765</id><published>2011-05-23T21:08:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T21:37:21.501+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bury St Edmunds Beer and Food Festival</title><content type='html'>On Saturday we went to the Bury Beer and Food Festival, held in the &lt;a href="http://www.greeneking.co.uk/"&gt;Greene King&lt;/a&gt; brewery gardens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not a hard-core beer festival, but as a food festival organized by a brewery and held on it's grounds there is some evidence of beer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a marquee with many stalls, and a number of stalls outside. A fair number of sausage stalls, fudge, cake, beer, wine, specialist foods. Oh, and a bar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were also running short beer-tasting sessions in a separate marquee. I thoroughly enjoyed those, especially getting to meet the head brewer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would we go again? Probably, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few things I think I would like to see improved on. I would like to see more variety of stalls. Yes, quite a few sausage stalls. Very little evidence of cheese, which I thought odd. Overall, a little lack of diversity (for example, nothing like the &lt;a href="http://www.lahogue.co.uk/"&gt;La Hogue&lt;/a&gt; farm shop or &lt;a href="http://www.chilfordhall.co.uk/"&gt;Chilford Hall&lt;/a&gt; vineyard). The beer-tasting sessions went well, but there wasn't anything else in terms of displays or presentations. There's not an enormous amount of advertising (or even a proper website or signs) but, to be honest, it's on a pretty small site and I'm not sure they could have got many more people in.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-3121636953687476765?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/3121636953687476765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=3121636953687476765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/3121636953687476765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/3121636953687476765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/05/bury-st-edmunds-beer-and-food-festival.html' title='Bury St Edmunds Beer and Food Festival'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-8732589099942545848</id><published>2011-05-23T20:29:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T20:50:02.272+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Plough, Fen Ditton</title><content type='html'>I went to &lt;a href="http://www.theploughfenditton.co.uk/"&gt;The Plough&lt;/a&gt; in Fen Ditton today. Our department had one of our managers over, so we went as a group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was quite impressed by the lunch. I've been there a few times over the years, and recently it's been a bit variable. On the previous couple of visits I felt it had gone too upmarket, being extremely pretentious and trying too hard, but they now seem to have got a much better balance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The menu has good variety. Yes, there are burgers and standard pub fare, but there is also good variety and some more adventurous dishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presentation is pretty good, quantity is just about right, and the quality of the food was excellent. The king prawns in particular were heroic in stature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of particular note is the fixed-price lunch menu. Two courses for under a tenner is extremely good value, and there's a pretty good choice as well. I had the whitebait to start and the breaded pork loin for the main. And I thoroughly enjoyed both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To summarize: good food, decent choice, well presented, good value for what it is (and the fixed-price menu is exceptional value), and sensible portions. Definitely not basic, but not overly pretentious either.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-8732589099942545848?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/8732589099942545848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=8732589099942545848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8732589099942545848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8732589099942545848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/05/plough-fen-ditton.html' title='The Plough, Fen Ditton'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-4895479854013155398</id><published>2011-05-01T20:22:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T21:06:52.637+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Newmarket Races</title><content type='html'>As I get older, it's difficult to think of anything I might need or want as a present, so I've started to think about doing something interesting rather than getting yet more socks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year I had a &lt;a href="http://ptribble.blogspot.com/2010/06/up-up-and-away.html"&gt;flight in an antique biplane&lt;/a&gt; for Duxford.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, we decided to have a day out at &lt;a href="http://www.newmarketracecourses.co.uk/"&gt;Newmarket Races&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've lived near to Newmarket, the home of racing, for about two decades and, while we've visited the town a few times (and even stayed overnight at a lovely boutique hotel, &lt;a href="http://www.garradsaccommodation.com/"&gt;Garrads&lt;/a&gt;) we've never been to a race. So, time to change that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They do a variety of Party Packs. We went for the Ultimate Party Pack, which includes a proper meal at the Bistro. We got there early, had a little look round to get our bearings, and then went off to the Bistro to have some lunch. We both went for the steak, and it, like the meal as a whole, was excellent. One thing to note: the place can get busy, and they will put small groups together to fill up the tables. (I think this is an excellent idea, by the way - it keeps the queues short, the restaurant buzzing, and you might get some interesting people to talk to.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then went off to place a few bets, and did the circuit. Check the horses out at the Pre-Parade Ring; move across to the Parade Ring; and then find somewhere to watch the race (we sat up in the millennium grandstand, stood in the premier enclosure, and watched one from the rails right next to the finishing post). Then (hopefully!) back to the Winners' Enclosure before collecting your winnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were 7 races. We got two winners and 4 places, only drawing a blank in the 1000 Guineas itself. It's just luck, but we managed to get almost all our money back. We went for the Tote, which seemed to be simple enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather was fine - dry and sunny, a bit breezy in exposed places - and we thoroughly enjoyed the day. And we will definitely go again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't as busy as I expected. Sure, there were lots of people, but it never felt crowded, and the place itself was quite a bit smaller than I thought it would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are a few comments, largely about organization. It's not clear to me that the £20 difference between the Premier and Ultimate Party Packs on the Premier race days is worth it. Basically, you get either the starter or dessert in the restaurant, so it's actually worth less than £10. Go for the Premier instead of the Ultimate, and put the money you save towards something else. (And actually check whether the pack will save you money.) Transport is a bit tricky, especially if you're going to have a drink or two and don't want to drive - there wasn't anything viable via public transport on the Sunday, so we took a taxi both ways. You would think that they would take more effort to organize transport, especially given the traffic jams on race days. And the website could do with just a bit of work to take it from average to good - it has all the content you need, but it can be tricky to find stuff and navigate around it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-4895479854013155398?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/4895479854013155398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=4895479854013155398' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/4895479854013155398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/4895479854013155398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/05/newmarket-races.html' title='Newmarket Races'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-1970427987293215440</id><published>2011-05-01T20:15:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-01T20:20:39.254+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Black Bull, Sawston</title><content type='html'>We went down to the &lt;a href="http://blackbullsawston.com/"&gt;Black Bull in Sawston&lt;/a&gt; yesterday. Went down on the bus, specially for their 1st Annual Beer Festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We weren't disappointed. A decent range of excellent beers, all the ones I tried were very good, and a small barbecue and hog roast (although we had some of the bar snacks as we were getting a bit peckish).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Staff were very friendly, and there was a very good atmosphere, so highly recommended.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-1970427987293215440?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/1970427987293215440/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=1970427987293215440' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/1970427987293215440'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/1970427987293215440'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/05/black-bull-sawston.html' title='Black Bull, Sawston'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-3003748224408135491</id><published>2011-04-29T16:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-29T16:54:04.197+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Early Summer</title><content type='html'>The weather I've experienced recently has been varied and interesting, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was over in Ann Arbor, near Detroit, recently, and it was a typical English spring: cool, damp, the odd flurry of snow, and a little sunshine. Meanwhile, back home in England itself there was glorious sunshine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a little sunburnt the day I came back, falling asleep in the back garden with a bit of jetlag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we've had some poor days, generally Spring has been good. We've already had two or three barbecues out in the back garden.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The downside to all this is that I've had a much stronger dose of hay fever this year. I keep hoping to grow out of it, and last year did in fact suffer far less. So I'm hoping that I'll cope much better with summer proper, when it arrives, and can take advantage of some glorious sunny weather rather than hiding inside with a handkerchief for company.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-3003748224408135491?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/3003748224408135491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=3003748224408135491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/3003748224408135491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/3003748224408135491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/04/early-summer.html' title='Early Summer'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-1730490249006519379</id><published>2011-03-25T19:50:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-03-25T20:42:39.472Z</updated><title type='text'>Are Hotel Star Ratings Meaningful?</title><content type='html'>I don't travel all that much, but do go away on business a couple of times a year and we often have a couple of stays away in a hotel each year. Over the years, I've ended up visiting a whole range of hotels of various ratings and price ranges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one thing that's become abundantly clear is that there's at best a tenuous relationship between the quality of the hotel, the price you pay, and its mysterious star rating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at quality against price, it's certainly not the case in general that better quality costs more. While within a certain locality, that may be true, but across the board I tend to see the opposite trend: increased competition tends to simultaneously drive down prices and increase quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what of this star rating? In my experience that tends to correlate with size. Larger hotels offer more services, and that tends to be reflected in the rating. But it's just a measure of quantity, not of quality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've stayed in large hotels that feel welcoming and comforting, and those that are cold and mechanical. The same is true of smaller establishments (although recently we've tended to stay in more up-market boutique hotels that have tended to give vastly superior levels of service). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The star rating of itself is almost never a guide to how good a stay you're going to have. If anything, looking at the star rating is harmful, as it prejudices your expectations, which may be why I've been underwhelmed when I've stayed at four or five star (so-called luxury) hotels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-1730490249006519379?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/1730490249006519379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=1730490249006519379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/1730490249006519379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/1730490249006519379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/03/are-hotel-star-ratings-meaningful.html' title='Are Hotel Star Ratings Meaningful?'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-3807918806791835586</id><published>2011-03-13T17:27:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:36:14.124Z</updated><title type='text'>The Rosemary, Falmouth</title><content type='html'>We recently went down to an open day at &lt;a href="http://www.falmouth.ac.uk/"&gt;University College Falmouth&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's quite a trek: we decided to go down the day before, taking it relatively easy, although we just flogged it up the motorway on the way back (flat out, motorway speed, no delays, five and a half hours). So we needed to find somewhere to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to &lt;a href="http://www.therosemary.co.uk/"&gt;The Rosemary&lt;/a&gt;, and we can thoroughly recommend it. The rooms are a generous size, well equipped, and comfortable. We had the Hedford Suite, which is at the top of the house, allowing the girls to be in a separate twin room. It's in a quiet area, not on top of the town, but close and convenient, and we had no trouble parking on the street outside. There's a pleasant sitting room, with some games, and a honesty bar that allowed us to have a drink before turning in. Breakfast was comprehensive and filling - we usually fill up at breakfast and just snack in the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-3807918806791835586?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/3807918806791835586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=3807918806791835586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/3807918806791835586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/3807918806791835586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/03/rosemary-falmouth.html' title='The Rosemary, Falmouth'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-2117958963025933785</id><published>2011-03-13T17:22:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-03-13T17:26:49.973Z</updated><title type='text'>Fleur De Lis Inn, Stoke Sub Hamdon</title><content type='html'>On the way down to Falmouth recently, we stopped off for lunch at the &lt;a href="http://www.fleurdelisinn.co.uk/"&gt;Fleur De Lis Inn&lt;/a&gt;, in Stoke Sub Hamdon, Somerset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hadn't really got a formal plan in place, just the idea that as lunchtime came up, we would look for something off the main road to eat and rest for a while, and that was where we ended up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was a good choice. The staff were friendly, the menu covered all the bases, we asked for minor variations that weren't on the menu and were given exactly what we wanted, the quality and quantity of the food were excellent.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-2117958963025933785?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/2117958963025933785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=2117958963025933785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/2117958963025933785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/2117958963025933785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/03/fleur-de-lis-inn-stoke-sub-hamdon.html' title='Fleur De Lis Inn, Stoke Sub Hamdon'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-6378807776490959660</id><published>2011-02-13T18:06:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-02-13T18:34:41.258Z</updated><title type='text'>Sopwell House</title><content type='html'>Taking advantage of the girls being away with Guides for a couple of days, we stayed at &lt;a href="http://www.sopwellhouse.co.uk/"&gt;Sopwell House&lt;/a&gt; last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We first visited the &lt;a href="http://www.stalbansmuseums.org.uk/Sites/Verulamium-Museum"&gt;Verulamium Museum&lt;/a&gt;. I would describe this museum as scoring very highly on quality, although there's slightly less to see than I expected: we spent about an hour there. We walked into St Albans for a bite to eat (finding that many of the pubs we passed seemed to have menus that were a little upmarket for our taste - we just wanted something basic to share, so ended up in one of the Wetherspoon's.). We walked back through past the Cathedral and through the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hotel itself is pretty good. (You would hope so, as it's pretty expensive!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our room was comfortable and spacious, although the hotel is pretty large and it was a bit of a trek. One odd thing was the in-room tea and coffee facilities. Many of the electrical sockets were of the old round-pin variety - plugging the kettle in meant putting it on the floor in an awkward place. Also (and this is a common failing of many hotels) there was basically enough supplies for one cup, and that's assuming you don't both have a sweet tooth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We swam in the pool. There's quite a lot of refurbishment of the spa area taking place, so changing facilities were a bit of a temporary oddness. It was pretty busy, but that's not really much of excuse for running out of robes (and, while I'm on the subject, no robes in our room either).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We treated ourselves to the Valentine's special dinner. That was really very good. We were given a glass of bubbly and canapes beforehand, and all three primary courses were excellent. My only criticism was that they were a little slow in taking our order and bringing the starters (and they seemed a little disorganised - we were asked twice whether we wanted any water and which wine we wanted).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was clearly some fairly major function in the hotel at the same time - it sounded to already be in full swing as we came down for dinner but there was a continual stream of new arrivals in black tie or extravagant dresses coming to join the party. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast was disappointing. Stocks of some items were running low and weren't getting replenished promptly - some items were stale as a result. Overall, the choice wasn't all that great. I found the cooked breakfast to be incredibly bland - potatoes, sausages, eggs all had very little taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Melanie wanted a spa treatment so I had a massage as well. I can definitely recommend this. The refurbishment works impacted this as well, to the extent that they were actually using rooms at the other end of the hotel, so we all trooped back and forth in groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, an excellent stay, but they do need to improve the breakfast quite a bit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-6378807776490959660?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/6378807776490959660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=6378807776490959660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/6378807776490959660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/6378807776490959660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/02/sopwell-house.html' title='Sopwell House'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-1421617220112173463</id><published>2011-02-06T21:34:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-02-06T21:55:01.810Z</updated><title type='text'>Nottingham: Riverbank</title><content type='html'>Went to &lt;a href="http://www.riverbanknotts.co.uk/"&gt;The Riverbank&lt;/a&gt; in Nottingham today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was almost excellent, let down around the edges a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's start with the strong point: the food. This was really good. I had leek and potato soup to start, and really enjoyed it despite not being a great fan of soups. Then the roast sirloin of scotch beef, nice and pink, very tender. Followed by pistachio &amp; almond cake, which was quite intriguing, and was well balanced by the rhubarb sorbet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fellow diners also seemed to enjoy themselves, even the children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing I did like was that the restaurant were happy to mix items off the children's menu with the regular menu. Especially with fussy teenagers who don't necessarily like a full starter, this worked out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pricing wise, it was pretty good value as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the weaker side, just a few irritations:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meals seemed to take a little while to arrive. Yes, I know they need to be prepared but my impression was that we seemed to wait just a little too long each time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parking could be problematic. This is definitely out of season, slightly out of peak hours, and the place certainly wasn't full. Yet there was no parking free - we had to park along the road. I hate to think what it's going to be like when it's busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The menu needs a couple of tweaks: they need to keep the website up to date so it matches what's actually on offer. And it's not clear what's actually covered on their "early bird" menu and what has a supplement (specifically, the steak: our reading of the menu was that the steak wasn't included in the offer and there was a supplement for the beef, whereas the supplement was for the steak and it was included in the offer).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in summary, excellent food at an excellent price, as long as you're not in a hurry or mind parking down the street.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-1421617220112173463?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/1421617220112173463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=1421617220112173463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/1421617220112173463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/1421617220112173463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2011/02/nottingham-riverbank.html' title='Nottingham: Riverbank'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-8169207983598142880</id><published>2009-11-01T19:31:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-11-01T19:33:45.359Z</updated><title type='text'>Winter closing in</title><content type='html'>So the clocks have gone back, we're now into November, it's dark, wet, and windy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've got a cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup. Winter's on its way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-8169207983598142880?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/8169207983598142880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=8169207983598142880' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8169207983598142880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8169207983598142880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2009/11/winter-closing-in.html' title='Winter closing in'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-6069140935508676031</id><published>2009-01-02T15:49:00.002Z</published><updated>2009-01-02T15:59:43.500Z</updated><title type='text'>A Fitter 2009</title><content type='html'>It's not a new-year resolution - as such - but one of my short-term targets is to lose a bit of weight. I'm probably half a stone above where I want to be, and probably ought to be aiming even lower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's no help that Melanie's an excellent cook, and we both enjoy good food and drink. Combine that with my somewhat defective knees and old broken arm, and physical exercise isn't as easy as I would like. So it will be a challenge!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost entirely unrelated, we got Wii Fit for Xmas. I say almost unrelated, because the aim of getting the game was entirely to have fun. I'm not so naive as to believe that the game is going to get me fit, but as it's there I'm definitely going to use it to help. It reckons on on the overweight/obese boundary, which I regard as a bit excessive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting that young Hannah is attempting to monopolise the Wii, and even Melanie is joining in (after a "you're not getting me on that thing" statement). Yet more competition for the available electronics devices.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-6069140935508676031?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/6069140935508676031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=6069140935508676031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/6069140935508676031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/6069140935508676031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2009/01/fitter-2009.html' title='A Fitter 2009'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-6932030871748008606</id><published>2008-12-15T20:02:00.003Z</published><updated>2008-12-15T20:15:18.689Z</updated><title type='text'>Excellent Service from Lush</title><content type='html'>Shopping in the UK can be a miserable experience. Overpriced goods, often out of stock, lack of choice, and terrible customer service abound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some stores are exceptions. The exceptions that prove the rule, if you like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the weekend I was getting some gifts in Cambridge. Melanie likes goods from &lt;a href="http://www.lush.co.uk/"&gt;Lush&lt;/a&gt;, so putting together a selection box is in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm a complete dunce in a shop. Especially a cosmetics shop. No sense of smell, they've reorganised the shop so I don't know where anything is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I am looking perplexed in a packed shop, when a friendly assistant asks if I need some help. She shows me where the first item on my list is, then helpfully offers to carry the basket as I'm struggling with all my other bags and the shopping list, and we fill the basket up. They do a gift wrapping service and, as I was a bit short of time, one of the other assistants wrapped my goods there and then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, excellent service - perfectly helpful while unobtrusive, with a smile - leading to a happy and satisfied customer who will no doubt be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-6932030871748008606?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/6932030871748008606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=6932030871748008606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/6932030871748008606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/6932030871748008606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2008/12/excellent-service-from-lush.html' title='Excellent Service from Lush'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-8179465313490547533</id><published>2008-11-25T19:05:00.002Z</published><updated>2008-11-25T19:17:22.970Z</updated><title type='text'>Economic pointlessness</title><content type='html'>Would you trust these people to run the country?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the chancellor announced a cut in VAT from 17.5% to 15%. Supposedly to kickstart the economy, but it's obviously a pointless wast of time and effort.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to have no real effect: shops in the UK don't advertise an untaxed sticker price and then add tax at the till. So the sticker price - which is largely rounded to a convenient looking number such as 99p - will largely be unchanged, so consumers won't benefit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be a nightmare to implement. Businesses are going to have to redo all their finances. And in the unlikely event they reprice, that's going to require effort they won't want to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consumers aren't going to notice any difference, so this isn't going to lead to an increase in consumer confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, but attempting to reduce prices at a point when inflation is already falling isn't exactly gong to stabilise matters. And then there's the 2.5% increase to kick everyone in the teeth at the end of 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the counter to this is an increase in taxes on income. So everyone sees the money in their pocket going down (again) and simply responds by cutting back on spending.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, these changes will at best be completely pointless, and are likely to seriously harm the economy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's clear that what should have been done is to reduce taxes on income. In addition to the direct stimulus to the economy, people actually get a positive feeling from having more cash in their pockets.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-8179465313490547533?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/8179465313490547533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=8179465313490547533' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8179465313490547533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8179465313490547533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2008/11/economic-pointlessness.html' title='Economic pointlessness'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-6578246181421345820</id><published>2008-09-19T19:46:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-19T19:50:41.683+01:00</updated><title type='text'>On yer bike</title><content type='html'>I'm very pleased that I've managed to cycle to work every day this week. The weather has been pretty good (although it can be a bit chilly in the mornings) and now Hannah's at secondary school there's no need to ferry anyone to school in the car, so I've been taking advantage of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even today, when the cold that's been hovering around me for the last couple of days descended in earnest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember the Sinclair C5? I saw one of those heading the other way one morning this week. Now that's a blast from the past.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-6578246181421345820?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/6578246181421345820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=6578246181421345820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/6578246181421345820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/6578246181421345820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2008/09/on-yer-bike.html' title='On yer bike'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-7043114830828071907</id><published>2008-09-01T19:48:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-09-01T19:59:19.010+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Useless shops</title><content type='html'>It's not just &lt;a href="http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2008/08/mixed-markets.html"&gt;markets that are useless&lt;/a&gt;. Shops are going the same way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The local supermarket has gone steadily down hill over the last few years. (It's only a few minutes walk, so is the obvious choice for most of our shopping.) There are two obvious things that have happened:&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;The choice has shrunk dramatically&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Many of our favourites can no longer be found&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suppliers don't help out. The 'new improved' recipes they offer taste simply awful. They can't resist destroying a winning formula.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The same is true on the High Street. I decided to go into Cambridge after my Birthday to go round the shops and treat myself - and came home empty handed. The choice was dismal, and the couple of nice items of clothing I found weren't available in my size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are all these worries about the economy going into recession, but stores aren't helping themselves by not selling goods consumers want and not having stocks of what they do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-7043114830828071907?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/7043114830828071907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=7043114830828071907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/7043114830828071907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/7043114830828071907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2008/09/useless-shops.html' title='Useless shops'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-7345439701989067121</id><published>2008-08-31T19:44:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T19:53:05.757+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Mixed Markets</title><content type='html'>I remember when car boot sales were interesting places to visit. There were always bargains to be had - and the sellers benefited by getting some cash for stuff they would otherwise throw away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been some years, though, since I've been to a car boot sale that has had anything useful. They now seem to be dominated by repeat sellers hawking the same old tired tat, or "professionals" looking to make a profit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On &lt;a href="http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2008/08/roasted-in-rome.html"&gt;holiday in Rome&lt;/a&gt;, we went to a Sunday Market. Another dead loss - some sellers doing a good job of selling to locals, but also significant numbers of stall purely aimed at ripping off gullible tourists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in the UK, we went to a bank holiday Monday market. And that was even worse. Absolutely nothing of interest, lots of rip-off merchants selling substandard goods at excessive prices (by which I mean significantly more than you can get fully guaranteed on the high street).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not all doom and gloom. We went down to London for the afternoon, and went round &lt;a href="http://www.camdenlock.net/"&gt;Camden Markets&lt;/a&gt;. And while there is a bit of trash, and you see the same items on multiple stalls, it's got a lot more character, and feels a lot more wholesome. While I didn't come away with anything, I quite enjoyed it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-7345439701989067121?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/7345439701989067121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=7345439701989067121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/7345439701989067121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/7345439701989067121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2008/08/mixed-markets.html' title='Mixed Markets'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-9021131453822160354</id><published>2008-08-31T17:29:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T19:36:42.253+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Roasted in Rome</title><content type='html'>After our &lt;a href="http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2008/08/wet-in-wales.html"&gt;trip to Wales&lt;/a&gt;, with the girls back from camp, we headed off to Rome for a short week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was dry (we just had one sharp shower) and pretty warm. I'm not overly keen on hot climates - but at least it's better weather than some of the apathetic stuff we have here in the UK that passes for summer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rome wasn't quite what I expected. I don't think we saw any of the modern city. What did impress me was the sheer size and extent of what's left of ancient Rome: some of these buildings are &lt;b&gt;huge&lt;/b&gt; and were obviously built to last. And it's not just the odd bit of wall, there's acres and acres of buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Vatican and the Sistine Chapel were a huge disappointment. We queued for hours (continually pestered by tour guides promising us that they could get us in without waiting), and it's largely a tourist machine. The Sistine Chapel was particularly disappointing - OK, it's a decent bit of painting, but it's overrated. And we're all crammed in like sardines into the chapel, with security guards yelling &lt;b&gt;Silence&lt;/b&gt; every few seconds, and shouting at and hassling people who ignored the prominent 'no photography' signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was some really interesting stuff in the Vatican museum, that you get pushed past as the throng pushes you through the sausage machine to the Sistine Chapel. I was fascinated by the Gallery of Maps in particular. But generally the whole day was a bit of a washout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was late afternoon when we left the Vatican, and we decided to eat locally before heading back to the hotel. And then what I found interesting is that for every block away from the main tourist route, the prices fell basically linearly. So we walked a couple of blocks and ended up in an excellent local restaurant with excellent service and had an excellent meal - a lot less frantic and a lot less expensive than a similar place a couple of streets away. (This pattern was repeated all over Rome - just go down a side street and you'll get a better meal for less.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also went to a local water park. And even though it wasn't all that sunny, and I took care to keep in the shade as much as possible, I still got sunburnt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-9021131453822160354?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/9021131453822160354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=9021131453822160354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/9021131453822160354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/9021131453822160354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2008/08/roasted-in-rome.html' title='Roasted in Rome'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-8389470535935734049</id><published>2008-08-31T17:05:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T17:16:38.539+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wet in Wales</title><content type='html'>The girls were off to guide camp, so after a couple of decent restaurant meals, we headed off to Wales for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed at a fabulous self catering place - &lt;a href="http://www.thegwalia.co.uk/"&gt;The Gwalia&lt;/a&gt; - not far from Ruthin. It's tucked away now narrow single-track roads, but it's a great place to relax and unwind once you've got there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We didn't just sit back, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One afternoon we went Quad Biking. Just tore around a muddy field on a quad bike for an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a couple of mornings &lt;a href="http://www.proadventure.co.uk/"&gt;White Water Rafting and Gorge Walking&lt;/a&gt;. I'm probably getting a bit old for this lark - or, rather, my gammy knees and bad arm are, despite my mental willingness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on the last morning Melanie went off to have a pamper session at a local hotel and spa while I had a ride on the &lt;a href="http://llangollenrail.llangollen-railway.co.uk/"&gt;Llangollen Railway&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-8389470535935734049?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/8389470535935734049/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=8389470535935734049' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8389470535935734049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8389470535935734049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2008/08/wet-in-wales.html' title='Wet in Wales'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-2721446080999557074</id><published>2008-05-25T19:17:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-25T19:27:43.247+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Avoiding the private car</title><content type='html'>We went to the Cambridge Beer Festival yesterday. The nature of the event meant that driving was out of the question, so we had to take the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not particularly inconvenient. We can walk round the corner to catch the bus, and it's only a couple of minutes. The bus route is moderately direct, and it's not much further to walk at the other end. Furthermore, the service is frequent - a bus every 10 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So should have been easy; but in practice travelling in Cambridge by bus is hard work and has often been problematic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While there's supposed to be a bus every 10 minutes, in reality you wait more in hope than expectation. This case was no different - no bus at 20 to; no bus at 10 to; a bus finally appears at 5 minutes to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we get to the railway station and the bus stops. Everybody has to get off and get on a different bus because this one goes no further.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bit further on, we get into Cambridge and the bus stops. This time we have to wait 5 minutes for a new driver to take over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all, the journey (it's about 3 miles in a straight line) takes about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's more, the total cost - certainly for a family - significantly exceeds that of driving and parking a car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it any wonder that we're having trouble enticing drivers away from their cars?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-2721446080999557074?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/2721446080999557074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=2721446080999557074' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/2721446080999557074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/2721446080999557074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2008/05/avoiding-private-car.html' title='Avoiding the private car'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-3769882688636240367</id><published>2008-05-20T19:40:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T19:44:50.840+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor timing</title><content type='html'>I've just received my tax disc (vehicle license, for those unaccustomed to the terminology).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paid for it online, which is good. As I did earlier in the year for my TV license.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, both the tax disc and the TV license have one flaw. They send you the reminder letter about a month before it's due, but you can only pay from the 15th, so you get the reminder about 2 weeks before you can take action on it. Which means that there's a real danger of filing the reminder away meaning to act on it and then completely forgetting about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-3769882688636240367?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/3769882688636240367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=3769882688636240367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/3769882688636240367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/3769882688636240367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2008/05/poor-timing.html' title='Poor timing'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-6528633000966594969</id><published>2008-05-20T19:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-05-20T19:36:54.099+01:00</updated><title type='text'>50 quid a tank</title><content type='html'>Ouch. The price of petrol continues to rise. Filling up over the weekend cost me 50 quid (that's about 100 dollars to our transatlantic brethren).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But with finer weather I'm cycling to work when I can, which helps both my finances and my fitness.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-6528633000966594969?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/6528633000966594969/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=6528633000966594969' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/6528633000966594969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/6528633000966594969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2008/05/50-quid-tank.html' title='50 quid a tank'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-8990559357871087274</id><published>2008-04-30T22:40:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-30T22:43:16.755+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Versatile tickets</title><content type='html'>Or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came to pay for a car park ticket today, and the machine insists that it has to be inserted with the magnetic stripe on top and to the right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What gives? It's trivially easy to make the thing read it whatever way you put it in, and pretty well any machine does that. But not these brand new ones, it would appear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-8990559357871087274?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/8990559357871087274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=8990559357871087274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8990559357871087274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8990559357871087274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2008/04/versatile-tickets.html' title='Versatile tickets'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-8592342884059764347</id><published>2008-04-20T10:17:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2008-04-20T10:19:50.526+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Britain's got Talent?</title><content type='html'>I wouldn't normally watch this, but other family members had it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, though, the show proves that its title is false. And the few examples of real talent amongst the talentless rubbish that came forth serve to emphasise the point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-8592342884059764347?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/8592342884059764347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=8592342884059764347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8592342884059764347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8592342884059764347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2008/04/britains-got-talent.html' title='Britain&apos;s got Talent?'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-7071542246981044415</id><published>2008-01-02T12:43:00.000Z</published><updated>2008-01-02T12:53:47.223Z</updated><title type='text'>Half a bottle?</title><content type='html'>Why is it that almost all bottles of wine are the same size?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I always want to drink exactly the same amount?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often, we find it would be nice to just have a pleasant glass of wine with a meal, maybe two. It's not that often that we feel like finishing off a whole bottle between us in one sitting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon the suppliers are missing a trick here - it would be great to be able to get half-litre or half-bottles of wine. Especially decent wines - many of the smaller bottles available are of the more basic varieties and the choice is very limited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-7071542246981044415?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/7071542246981044415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=7071542246981044415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/7071542246981044415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/7071542246981044415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2008/01/half-bottle.html' title='Half a bottle?'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-8096357377575352296</id><published>2006-11-17T22:17:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-11-17T22:39:19.445Z</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>Changes everywhere</title><content type='html'>Been rather busy recently. We've been making a number of long overdue changes around the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our main bedroom has been completely revamped. New bed (modern metal frame, and a king size rather than the minuscule standard  that passes as a double bed); new furniture (light and airy); and a new wooden floor. We originally planned on just replacing the carpet, but never found a colour we liked and became drawn to a wood (laminate, we're not that rich) floor. It all goes together  nicely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't include DIY as one of my strengths. Sure, I can wield a brush and roller, but anything beyond that is quite a challenge. But I managed to replace the light fittings (and that's something that was much more involved than it has any right to be), and moved an electrical socket so the fitted furniture would actually fit. The electrics don't bother me - it's knocking holes in the house to gain access that causes all the trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, once we had a wooden floor one of the girls decided she wanted a wooden floor too, and of course they both had to have dimmer switches for their lights once we had one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The spare room needs a revamp. It's currently got the old futon we had in Toronto. We've been looking for a replacement sofa bed for a while, and are going to see one tomorrow. It appears that we only have a fairly restricted choice. As in we've only found the one that will fit - and it's been tricky finding somewhere that has one in stock to go and look at. It should make watching the second TV rather more comfortable, and should provide us with a proper guest bed (the old futon simply wasn't anything you would expect a guest to use, so we've used it ourselves, and I really don't want to have to do that again).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As the girls' bedrooms have been decorated fairly recently, and we've just had someone in to paint the upper hall and landing, that just leaves the bathroom. Melanie has realized that you can get regular sized spa baths, so it looks like some fairly major work is on the cards there....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-8096357377575352296?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/8096357377575352296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=8096357377575352296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8096357377575352296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/8096357377575352296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2006/11/changes-everywhere.html' title='Changes everywhere'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-115679156866178457</id><published>2006-08-28T19:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-28T19:59:28.680+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Water water everywhere</title><content type='html'>Where it's not supposed to be. One of the girls was having a shower upstairs, and I could hear something dripping while cooking in the kitchen. Went into the hallway and water was pouring through the ceiling. Over the fusebox. Everywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dagnabbit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just got the car back, and fixing that cost me a fortune. Looks like more expensive repairs are in the pipeline.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-115679156866178457?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/115679156866178457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=115679156866178457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/115679156866178457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/115679156866178457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2006/08/water-water-everywhere.html' title='Water water everywhere'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-115585627781328759</id><published>2006-08-17T23:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-08-18T00:11:17.886+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer Holidays</title><content type='html'>Just had a couple of weeks away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first week was spent up at &lt;a href="http://www.griffonforest.co.uk/home.html"&gt;Griffon Forest&lt;/a&gt;, near York. We've been there twice before, and love it. It was really pleasant to be in a cool lodge (the weather in England was unusually warm). We packed a lot in: &lt;a href="http://www.flamingoland.co.uk/"&gt;Flamingo Land&lt;/a&gt;, swimming, relaxing in the hot tub, visiting &lt;a href="http://www.leeds.gov.uk/lothertonhall/"&gt;Lotherton Hall&lt;/a&gt;, going to Scarborough and Bridlington.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time we went to the coast was very unusual. We had &lt;a href="http://www.purplemountain.co.uk/index.shtml"&gt;hired some bikes&lt;/a&gt; in Dalby Forest earlier in the day. It was right and sunny, and as we neared the coast it looked very strange - a brown band in the sky ahead of us. Then we went into dense fog and the temperature dropped about ten degrees.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home we stopped off at &lt;a href="http://www.visitmagna.co.uk/"&gt;Magna&lt;/a&gt;. In addition to the pavilions (OK, but suffered a little - as many of these attractions do - by some of the hands-on exhibits being broken) much fun was had outside in the playground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second holiday saw us heading off to a &lt;a href="http://www.chassaignes.net/"&gt;beautiful cottage&lt;/a&gt; in the Dordogne. Another repeat visit - we were there the same week last year. We also went back and had a good day climbing through the trees at &lt;a href="http://www.appel-de-la-foret.com/"&gt;L'Appel de la Foret&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The holiday itself was great, but the journey was "Interesting". Having driven down and gone across on EuroTunnel, we were about an hour and a half south of Calais when something in the car went. Lots of vibration, sounded pretty sick, felt bad. We pulled over and couldn't see anything, but attempting to start off again resulted in the car shaking and it obviously wasn't happy. We were stuck in a pretty dangerous position at the side of the motorway, and knew there was a service area (just a picnic area, really) just along the road, so we managed to limp to that. Calling the recovery company, they tell us that they can't do anything - we have to contact the police to get towed off the motorway before anything else can be done. Having been towed to a local garage, there are lots of phone calls - eventually we get someone at the recovery company who can speak French.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It takes a while, but it was too late to get a hire car and, while the garage had a car themselves, they wanted a large cash deposit (more than we had). We were put up in a local hotel for the night (OK, but not quite the Chateau we had booked as the overnight stop), and were back at the garage next morning. The recovery company still couldn't get a car from the major hire companies, and it was looking like we would have to stay there till Monday or Tuesday. But we eventually negotiated with the garage that the recovery company would guarantee some of the deposit, and soon after got on our way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The car we got was actually very nice - a new Renault Clio. I've always thought of this as a small car, but it didn't feel like it, and even managed to take most of our luggage. I was impressed, and the Clio is definitely a car I would look at when the time comes to replace mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming back, we had to set off very early to get the hire car back to the garage before it closed. Clearly the recovery operation was up to full speed by then: the rental had all been paid for, a taxi was waiting to take us to the compound where our car was waiting, it was put on the back of a truck and taken up to Calais. We had to take the car onto the train and off by ourselves - the recovery vehicles can't go that far. And driving through the ticket barriers and up to the car park felt OK, but the car rapidly sickened from then on. Sounded like I was dragging tin cans along as we got on the train, and it wasn't happy. I managed to stagger off the train, and only needed to go about half a mile to get to the services to meet the next recovery truck, but it seized up completely on the slip road into the services.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's now home, and we're looking at a replacement gearbox and clutch. More expense!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While the trip was reasonably smooth in the end, and we did get there and back without too much of an interruption to the holiday, the recovery company could have done better. I'm not sure we ever talked to the same person more than once in a dozen or more calls. The initial response was sluggish and uncertain - just at the time when you need good service, they didn't seem to be on top of it. This was the same sort of problem I saw when I had an accident - they sorted the claim and repair out very well, but seemed incapable of doing a good job of making sure I was alright and able to get home in the immediate aftermath of the incident.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-115585627781328759?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/115585627781328759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=115585627781328759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/115585627781328759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/115585627781328759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2006/08/summer-holidays.html' title='Summer Holidays'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-114681961506254063</id><published>2006-05-05T09:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T10:00:15.076+01:00</updated><title type='text'>21 Again</title><content type='html'>The title ought to give a hint. It's also true in another sense - another 21 years have passed since the first 21.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm older, for sure. Wiser? Not so sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather turned nice and warm. (So hay fever assaults me - I've not grown out of it yet.) We had a nice lunch out, and generally relaxed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having taken the day off work, and it being necessary anyway, I dropped the car off for a service. Shame it didn't work when I got it back :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-114681961506254063?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/114681961506254063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=114681961506254063' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/114681961506254063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/114681961506254063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2006/05/21-again.html' title='21 Again'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-114301978139540882</id><published>2006-03-22T09:23:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-22T09:29:41.410Z</updated><title type='text'>Netherhall Concert</title><content type='html'>Last night we went to see Amanda take part in the &lt;a href="http://www.netherhall.cambs.sch.uk/"&gt;Netherhall&lt;/a&gt; Spring Concert at &lt;a href="http://www.westroad.org/"&gt;West Road&lt;/a&gt; Concert Hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were about 15 mini-performances, from the full band and orchestra, choirs, small groups, and solos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The choice of pieces was good, and the quality of performance was excellent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, West Road is an awesome venue, which helps a lot. The only disappointment was that so few parents turned up - the audience was pretty small, which was a shame.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-114301978139540882?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/114301978139540882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=114301978139540882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/114301978139540882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/114301978139540882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2006/03/netherhall-concert.html' title='Netherhall Concert'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-114262929087367048</id><published>2006-03-17T20:58:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-17T21:01:30.886Z</updated><title type='text'>Vroom....</title><content type='html'>No, not the start of the new F1 season!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Baldock Bypass is now open. This makes a considerable difference to my commute to and from work - saving me about 15 minutes in the morning and about half that in the evening. &lt;b&gt;Great stuff!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's still too long, really. And there aren't any other improvements in travel times I can look forward to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-114262929087367048?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/114262929087367048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=114262929087367048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/114262929087367048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/114262929087367048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2006/03/vroom.html' title='Vroom....'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-114098325606257785</id><published>2006-02-26T18:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-26T19:47:36.096Z</updated><title type='text'>Weekend Away</title><content type='html'>For the first time in twelve years Melanie and I just had a weekend away, with no kids in sight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both girls went to an orchestra weekend at &lt;a href="http://www.grafham-water-centre.co.uk/"&gt;Grafham Water Centre&lt;/a&gt;, so we booked a break at &lt;a href="http://www.follyfarm.co.uk/"&gt;Folly Farm Cottage&lt;/a&gt;, in the small village of Ilmington in the Cotswolds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The place was ideal for a romantic break - a small &lt;a href="http://www.cotswold-retreats.co.uk/"&gt;self catering apartment&lt;/a&gt; with a 4-poster bed, whirlpool bath, delightfully decorated, very nice and helpful people too. We ordered a cooked breakfast for Sunday and that was delicious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent Saturday having a little drive round the area, visiting a couple of antiques places, Moreton in the Marsh, Broadway, and Chipping Camden. Coming past &lt;a href="http://www.broadwaytower.co.uk/"&gt;Broadway Tower&lt;/a&gt; there was quite a lot of snow around - some quite deep drifts in places. The weather was good - clear and sunny - but a little chilly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday evening we booked a table at the &lt;a href="http://www.howardarms.com/"&gt;Howard Arms&lt;/a&gt; in Ilmington. We walked down - remembering to take a torch to see the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not everything went quite according to the original script. After arranging all this we ended up going to a function at &lt;a href="http://www.chilfordhall.co.uk/"&gt;Chilford Hall Vineyard&lt;/a&gt; on the Friday evening, so our carefully laid travel plans got slightly derailed. The original plan was to set out, leave the children, and carry on. Instead we came back to Cambridge, had the meal, and set out much later than planned - so we didn't arrive until nearly 1 in the morning. Fortunately our hosts at &lt;a href="http://www.follyfarm.co.uk/"&gt;Folly Farm&lt;/a&gt; were very understanding and made arrangements to leave a key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, on Saturday evening, having had a drink at the bar, started on the bottle of wine, and just had our starters arrive at the table, the phone went - with a message to say that Amanda had been unwell and would it be better if we went to collect her and take her home? Needless to say this wasn't particularly practical, but fortunately Amanda was fine, so we were able to stay on. It did put rather a dampener on  what was looking to be a very fine meal, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had a walk round Stratford and a warming bowl of soup before heading back to collect the kids and bring them home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, a nice weekend. Let's hope we don't have to wait another 12 years for the next opportunity.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-114098325606257785?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/114098325606257785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=114098325606257785' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/114098325606257785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/114098325606257785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2006/02/weekend-away.html' title='Weekend Away'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-114073007187034208</id><published>2006-02-23T21:16:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-02-23T21:27:51.896Z</updated><title type='text'>Make your own website</title><content type='html'>So I don't post items here as often as I do in my &lt;a href="http://ptribble.blogspot.com/"&gt;main blog&lt;/a&gt;, which is something I'm going to have to work on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Hannah's been asking about creating her own website, so had a look around today. She came home with &lt;a href="http://www.piczo.com/"&gt;piczo&lt;/a&gt; in mind (although she actually told us &lt;a href="http://www.pixo.com/"&gt;pixo&lt;/a&gt;, which isn't quite the same thing).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But piczo's terms and conditions impose a strict minimum age of 13, so that one's out. And after looking at a couple of pages they host, the intrusive advertising and popups really got on my nerves. Can't recommend that one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I had a little look around, and Hannah signed up for &lt;a href="http://www.matmice.com/"&gt;MatMice&lt;/a&gt;. This one is aimed squarely at children, and first impressions are good. The signup was a little klunky (most usernames are already taken - it would have been nice to get suggestions rather than have to take 20 guesses). The page creator is pretty simplistic for my taste (not quite as slick as most of the ajax powered utilities I use these days) but it works. Advertising, yes, but in the fairly tasteful google style. How this will work out in the longer term I don't know, but if your kids are looking for somewhere to make their own web page then &lt;a href="http://www.matmice.com/"&gt;MatMice&lt;/a&gt; is definitely worth a try!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-114073007187034208?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/114073007187034208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=114073007187034208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/114073007187034208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/114073007187034208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2006/02/make-your-own-website.html' title='Make your own website'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-113831132197646836</id><published>2006-01-26T21:32:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-26T21:35:21.976Z</updated><title type='text'>Penguins</title><content type='html'>On Saturday I took Hannah to see &lt;a href="http://wip.warnerbros.com/marchofthepenguins/"&gt;March of the Penguins&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think she enjoyed it - she's mad keen on penguins - and I found it interesting. We had seen adverts for the DVD while on holiday in France last summer, and I was tempted to get the DVD even though the commentary was presumably in French.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-113831132197646836?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/113831132197646836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=113831132197646836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113831132197646836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113831132197646836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2006/01/penguins.html' title='Penguins'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-113831054947435433</id><published>2006-01-26T21:10:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-26T21:22:29.493Z</updated><title type='text'>antidecluttering</title><content type='html'>In the new year, full of good intentions, we always have a good clearout of old junk. Some of this is to make room for new stuff just received as a gift; some of it is because new gifts replace old stuff; some is just getting rid of stuff we don't want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the good bit. Then we spoil it by heading off down to &lt;a href="http://www.ikea.com/ms/en_GB/"&gt;IKEA&lt;/a&gt; to buy a whole load of new things to fill up the house. The end result is a house that's just as full of clutter, just a bit better organized. And the organization will decay over the year, and in early 2007 we'll repeat the cycle again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also found out that the &lt;a href="http://ptribble.blogspot.com/2005/11/bumps-daisy.html"&gt;accident&lt;/a&gt; I had must have damaged the satellite navigation system in the car too. It works for a bit, and then freaks out. Proceeding round the North Circular, we were suddenly instructed to d a U-turn. Coming up the M11, all of a sudden we were told to turn right at the roundabout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, while in London we did have a good late lunch at &lt;a href="http://www.garfunkels.co.uk/"&gt;Garfunkel's&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-113831054947435433?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/113831054947435433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=113831054947435433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113831054947435433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113831054947435433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2006/01/antidecluttering.html' title='antidecluttering'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-113736142058631840</id><published>2006-01-15T21:33:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-15T21:43:40.600Z</updated><title type='text'>District ADM</title><content type='html'>Went to the &lt;a href="http://www.cambridgeringing.info/"&gt;Cambridge District&lt;/a&gt; Annual District Meeting yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ringing beforehand was generally good; a few hiccups due to &lt;a href="http://www.ely.anglican.org/bells/cambridg/gshelfor.htm"&gt;Great Shelford&lt;/a&gt; being an anticlockwise ring. Usually once you're into changes and settled down, everything goes smoothly, but it was interesting how even good touches faltered as they came back into rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting saw a couple of elections of personal note. Amanda was elected a member, and yours truly got voted onto the district committee. I have no official responsibilities - I'm not an officer or anything so important - but there are a couple of extra committee members to give a wider spread of representation. I'm hoping to contribute more to the district - one first target might be to actually ring at all the towers, which is something I've failed to do despite being resident here for almost a decade and a half.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-113736142058631840?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/113736142058631840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=113736142058631840' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113736142058631840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113736142058631840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2006/01/district-adm.html' title='District ADM'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-113699004756675451</id><published>2006-01-11T14:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-11T14:34:07.590Z</updated><title type='text'>Sluggish traffic</title><content type='html'>Traffic on the way to work in the morning seems to be getting worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not at all sure why. It could be seasonal (the operation or not of schools seems to make a disproportionate difference). It could be partly the weather (rain makes an obvious difference). Or - and this is my fear - it's a systematic trend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, it's a pain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-113699004756675451?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/113699004756675451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=113699004756675451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113699004756675451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113699004756675451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2006/01/sluggish-traffic.html' title='Sluggish traffic'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-113606801487684577</id><published>2005-12-31T22:22:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-31T22:26:54.883Z</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>&lt;BODY&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A bit late, but this:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3023/721/640/2005_1230Image0047.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3023/721/320/2005_1230Image0047.jpg' border=0 alt='' style='clear:all;float:left;margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; cursor:hand'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;was made by Amanda at Guides in the run up to Christmas.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's only small, but it's a real Christmas cake, very rich, properly iced and all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;And it's &lt;b&gt;delicious&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/BODY&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-113606801487684577?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/113606801487684577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=113606801487684577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113606801487684577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113606801487684577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-new-year.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-113494725788144293</id><published>2005-12-18T23:04:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-18T23:07:37.886Z</updated><title type='text'>Oh for summer warmth</title><content type='html'>&lt;BODY&gt;&lt;A HREF='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3023/721/640/2005_0813Image0071.jpg'&gt;&lt;IMG SRC='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3023/721/320/2005_0813Image0071.jpg' border=0 alt='' style='clear:all;float:left;margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; cursor:hand'&gt;&lt;/A&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It seems like a long time ago now, but over the summer we went to France, and this was typical weather. Specifically - beautiful sunshine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Makes a change from frosty damp grey mornings...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/BODY&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-113494725788144293?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/113494725788144293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=113494725788144293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113494725788144293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113494725788144293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/12/oh-for-summer-warmth.html' title='Oh for summer warmth'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-113494701230491183</id><published>2005-12-18T22:55:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-18T23:03:32.323Z</updated><title type='text'>Good to go</title><content type='html'>Got my car back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks nice and clean at the back - all the dents and squashed bits are gone. So that &lt;a href="http://ptribble.blogspot.com/2005/11/bumps-daisy.html"&gt;episode&lt;/a&gt; is over, thankfully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to be back in my own car. It was strange driving the loan car about for a couple of weeks, and while I thought it would be interesting to try something different, I'm glad to be rid of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the inquisitive, I had a 3-door Vauxhall Astra SRi. Drove well enough, but there were a few things I didn't like. I really didn't like the controls. The indicators were a bit erratic; I don't like the main lights being on the dash (in particular, making the foglights difficult to get to is a bad idea); the heating and radio controls are very messy (and sufficiently obtuse to be quite dangerous, actually). The windscreen wipers and washer were pretty poor, and the CD player had a habit of skipping. Being a 3-door was very awkward - it was very tricky to get into the back, and the way the front seats tipped and slid didn't work well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-113494701230491183?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/113494701230491183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=113494701230491183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113494701230491183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113494701230491183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/12/good-to-go.html' title='Good to go'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-113476142581715186</id><published>2005-12-16T19:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-16T19:30:25.860Z</updated><title type='text'>The Misguided Busway</title><content type='html'>It appears that the Cambridge &lt;a href="http://www.cambridgeshire.gov.uk/transport/guided/"&gt;Misguided Busway&lt;/a&gt; scheme has been &lt;a href="http://www.bbc.co.uk/cambridgeshire/content/articles/2005/12/09/guided_bus_approval_feature.shtml"&gt;given the go ahead&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those that don't know, this involves the conversion of a disused railway line into a special trackway for buses, parallel to a very heavily congested trunk road. The claim, presumably, is that this will provide an alternative and relieve the congestion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, what we are going to see is a horrifically expensive white elephant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing - and the obvious course of action - would have been to convert the disused railway into a used railway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fundamental problem lies in the idea that you can spend at least Â£70 million and convert a railway line into a successful bus route This simply won't work, because doing so combines the worst features of rail and road transport. The snag with railway lines is that - partly because they were built so long ago - they tend not to follow traffic patterns. Not only do they not follow the traffic, the stations tend to be in useless places. The misguided busway inherits these weaknesses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The advantage of using the railway as a railway is that, while it suffers from these weaknesses too, it can give benefits in other areas. In particular, it can act as a feeder line, with commuter traffic a particular target - so you can go to a local station for a long-distance trip. Also, the line could be used as additional or diversionary capacity for other rail traffic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-113476142581715186?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/113476142581715186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=113476142581715186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113476142581715186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113476142581715186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/12/misguided-busway.html' title='The Misguided Busway'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-113442749474253861</id><published>2005-12-12T22:36:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-12T22:44:54.753Z</updated><title type='text'>Murky Motorways</title><content type='html'>Must have slept through the rather large bang from the exploding fuel storage depot yesterday, although we're probably in range and know people - usually slightly closer, it must be admitted - who did get woken up by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The knock-on effect was chaos on the roads. But not quite in the manner I would have expected. The A1(M) south was busy this morning between junctions 9 and 10, with traffic queuing back from Stevenage. But was otherwise pretty clear once I worked past that queue. It did seem a little busier coming the other way. Coming home this evening the usual delays at junction 7 were worse than normal, but I reckon that was due to a localized incident - half a dozen cars parked up on the hard shoulder was one clue, and also the fact that traffic was actually lighter than normal (presumably due to delays further south round the M25).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From my office I can see the plume of smoke, which is pretty massive. But from that distance the base is hidden so I can't see the fire itself. But I'm still amazed that an explosion of that magnitude didn't have much heavier casualties.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-113442749474253861?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/113442749474253861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=113442749474253861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113442749474253861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113442749474253861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/12/murky-motorways.html' title='Murky Motorways'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-113431422279835825</id><published>2005-12-11T15:07:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-11T15:17:02.816Z</updated><title type='text'>End of term concert</title><content type='html'>Both girls go to String Orchestras organized by &lt;a href="http://www.soundsamazing.org/"&gt;CIMA&lt;/a&gt; - First Play Strings and the Cambridge Junior String Orchestra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every term they put on a concert, and we went along last week. The music was excellent - highlights included "Susanna and Polly meet Liza at the Races" and the theme from "Blackadder".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not only that, but despite delays on the A1 I made it in time, and Melanie was amazed at being able to get from one side of Cambridge to the other, eat, and get back again in 50 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There seems to be some seasonal music being practiced at the moment, so we may get an extra private concert in a couple of weeks...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-113431422279835825?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/113431422279835825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=113431422279835825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113431422279835825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113431422279835825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/12/end-of-term-concert.html' title='End of term concert'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-113413410662219999</id><published>2005-12-09T12:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-09T13:15:06.633Z</updated><title type='text'>Dodgy Drivers</title><content type='html'>Driving on the A1(M), I see an awful lot of bad driving. (Not just people who run into the back of me, either.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This takes a variety of forms. We're all familiar with the middle-lane moron - sitting there in the middle lane doing 50, effectively turning a 3-lane motorway into a single-lane queue. Then there's&lt;br /&gt;the compulsive lane-changer, who will dart into any space in another lane at the first sign of delays, even if they lose out in the process. (This last habit generates a good illustration of the transition between laminar and turbulent flow.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often the root cause of much of the bad driving I see is sheer impatience. And the possible gains are infinitesimally small - usually you might move up one car in the queue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But last night was just lunacy. Up the A1 there's a choke point where it goes from 3 lanes to 2. So at the merge point I'm letting a lorry into the space in front of me. All of a sudden this old banger in the inside lane swings onto the hard shoulder to pass the car merging in behind me, shoots  between me and the lorry (almost at right angles), screeches up past the lorry, and swings at right angles again across the front of the lorry, back on to the hard shoulder, and disappears off to heaven knows where, with the lorry driver flashing his lights and tooting his horn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-113413410662219999?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/113413410662219999/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=113413410662219999' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113413410662219999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113413410662219999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/12/dodgy-drivers.html' title='Dodgy Drivers'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-113382036395364266</id><published>2005-12-05T22:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-12-05T22:06:03.966Z</updated><title type='text'>Back in black.</title><content type='html'>After my recent &lt;a href="http://ptribble.blogspot.com/2005/11/bumps-daisy.html"&gt;unfortunate incident&lt;/a&gt;, my Toyota went in to be repaired today. It's going to take a few days, so I've got a hire car to get around in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not just any car, either. This is a black Vauxhall Astra SRi, which is allegedly pretty fancy. Still, I prefer the old Toyota - it has a level of solidity that is difficult to match. (And I'm not too bothered by cars that are bland or boring. It's whether they do the job that matters.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-113382036395364266?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/113382036395364266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=113382036395364266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113382036395364266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113382036395364266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/12/back-in-black.html' title='Back in black.'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-113235679622225286</id><published>2005-11-18T23:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-18T23:33:16.236Z</updated><title type='text'>Brrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>It's getting a little chilly round these parts. I think it was below zero all the way to work today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other snag with driving in winter is the glare from the Sun being low in the sky. There are a couple of places on my way to work where you're looking straight into the sun. It's essentially impossible to see properly, which makes it a little tricky to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The general opinion seems to be that it's going to be a hard winter. I really don't mind that. I would much rather see some decent hard weather than 3 months of dank chills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-113235679622225286?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/113235679622225286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=113235679622225286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113235679622225286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113235679622225286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/11/brrrrr.html' title='Brrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-113189815057819752</id><published>2005-11-13T16:01:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-11-13T16:09:10.613Z</updated><title type='text'>Bells all day</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was a busy ringing day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We started with a nice quarter of &lt;a href="http://www.cambridgeringing.info/Methods/Minor/coldstream.gif"&gt;coldstream&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.ely.anglican.org/bells/cambridg/duxford.htm"&gt;Duxford&lt;/a&gt;, conducted by yours truly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then on to a new tower and a new method for me - &lt;a href="http://www.cambridgeringing.info/Methods/Minor/stamford.gif"&gt;stamford&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.ely.anglican.org/bells/cambridg/thriplow.htm"&gt;Thriplow&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was followed by an excellent lunch at the &lt;a href="http://www.thestarpub.co.uk/"&gt;Star&lt;/a&gt; in Melbourn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then just down the road to the &lt;a href="http://www.cambridgeringing.info/"&gt;Cambridge District&lt;/a&gt; meeting, ringing on the eight at &lt;a href="http://www.ely.anglican.org/bells/cambridg/melbourn.htm"&gt;Melbourn&lt;/a&gt;, followed by an excellent tea and short meeting. Just a quick diversion via &lt;a href="http://www.ely.anglican.org/bells/cambridg/foxton.htm"&gt;Foxton&lt;/a&gt; on the way home to round off a busy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That made three new towers for me, 2 successful quarter-peal attempts, and one new method.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-113189815057819752?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/113189815057819752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=113189815057819752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113189815057819752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113189815057819752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/11/bells-all-day.html' title='Bells all day'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-113079719466058427</id><published>2005-10-31T22:18:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-10-31T22:20:19.373Z</updated><title type='text'>Lower than low</title><content type='html'>There are some heartless morons in this world, including the one (or group of) who stole the pumpkin off our doorstep tonight. What's the point?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-113079719466058427?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/113079719466058427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=113079719466058427' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113079719466058427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/113079719466058427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/10/lower-than-low.html' title='Lower than low'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-112886236288103327</id><published>2005-10-09T12:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T13:52:42.920+01:00</updated><title type='text'>District Outing</title><content type='html'>We went on the district outing yesterday, round the Peterborough area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up was Fotherighay, a very impressive church in what is now a pretty small village. A nice (although loud) ring of 6, and we managed a lovely course of Cambridge minor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was the lovely 8 at Castor, followed by speading out for lunch so as not to overwhelm any of the local establishments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we went to the very light 6 at Wansford. Many struggled, but it was a good experience - visiting a variety of towers will help improve most people's ringing. Amanda grabbed the tenor, which is probably the lightest bell she's ever rung.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to Peterborough for some serious rings. St John the Baptist are a 25cwt eight, in stark contrast to a very light six. And then off to the Cathedral, to try out the twelve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, we simply didn't have the ringers to do more than rounds on the twelve. I guess that many people on the outing had never been to a twelve before. Good experience, but not enough strength overall to bring anybody on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-112886236288103327?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/112886236288103327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=112886236288103327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112886236288103327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112886236288103327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/10/district-outing.html' title='District Outing'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-112556824422067558</id><published>2005-09-01T10:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-09-01T10:50:44.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week of the holidays</title><content type='html'>Time flies, and it's the last week of the summer holidays: school starts tomorrow or Monday (depending on which school).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weather has been good too, so we've squeezed in a couple of trips.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday (that quaint and mindless British invention the bank holiday) we went to Felixstowe. Some hours on the beach, a picnic lunch, feeding the slot machines, and a swim at the pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went to &lt;a href="http://www.chessington.co.uk/"&gt;Chessington World of Adventures&lt;/a&gt;. Those who know us will know that we're keen on theme parks, and we hadn't been to Chessington before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hot, the park was busy, and the queues were long. That's only to be expected. But again, the park did a less than optimal job. To start with, the ticket sales at the entrance were excruciatingly slow - it took about 45 minutes to buy a ticket. Then the ride staff were doing an indifferent job of filling the rides. Few rides were full up - some only half full - which extended the queues even further. One of the major rides was closed all day, and another operating at partial capacity. On the plus side, they did let the rides run over the scheduled closing time slightly so we managed to get an extra ride and came away feeling happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(One hint to theme park operators: you're missing a trick here. It's a baking hot day, people are standing in a queue for an hour, and you have a non queue-jumping policy that means people can't leave the queue and join back. You could make a fortune by having roving ice-cream and drinks sellers working along the queue line - we would have bought something more than once.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-112556824422067558?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/112556824422067558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=112556824422067558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112556824422067558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112556824422067558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/09/last-week-of-holidays.html' title='Last week of the holidays'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-112524871099824596</id><published>2005-08-28T18:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-28T18:05:11.006+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Fixing the plumbing</title><content type='html'>Plumbing isn't my strong point. Frankly, it's pretty weak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet occasionally it has to be done. We had a leaky cistern, and after plucking up courage we changed a washer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't fix it. We still had leaks. Clearly more drastic action was called for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I ended up changing the entire valve mechanism for a new one. With a quick break in the middle to get some extra tools, and a second attempt to fit it correctly, it was eventually fitted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And successfully, too. No leaks now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-112524871099824596?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/112524871099824596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=112524871099824596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112524871099824596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112524871099824596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/08/fixing-plumbing.html' title='Fixing the plumbing'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-112508645552761231</id><published>2005-08-26T20:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T21:00:55.533+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Orchestra Concert</title><content type='html'>Another week of ferrying around ends with a successful concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The girls have been going to &lt;a href="http://www.holidayorchestra.co.uk/"&gt;Holiday Orchestra&lt;/a&gt; again this week. And tonight they got to show off their skills at the concert. Both in the String orchestras and the choirs, and they both did very well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-112508645552761231?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/112508645552761231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=112508645552761231' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112508645552761231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112508645552761231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/08/holiday-orchestra-concert.html' title='Holiday Orchestra Concert'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-112504193962987833</id><published>2005-08-26T08:34:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T08:38:59.640+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Misrecommendations</title><content type='html'>eBay has this new feature called &lt;b&gt;My Recommendations&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly, it's useless. What it does is give you some more items that are being sold by someone you've bought stuff off recently. If they specialize in one particular area, then that's fine. Often, though, eBay sellers have an astonishing variety of goods on offer that bear no relationship to something you might have bought in the past.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, it's a bit of light relief to see what junk it's come up with this time. Do I want a Hot Pink Flowered Halterneck Top? Or an Adorable Baby Pink Poodle Bag with Handles?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think not.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-112504193962987833?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/112504193962987833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=112504193962987833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112504193962987833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112504193962987833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/08/misrecommendations.html' title='Misrecommendations'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-112500516278741540</id><published>2005-08-25T22:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T22:26:02.793+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ipswich at Cottenham</title><content type='html'>Took 2 attempts, but we just rang a quarter peal of Ipswich Surprise Minor at Cottenham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it's the first time I've rung there. Nice bells, went well, but - at 15cwt - slightly heavier than most of the rings round here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-112500516278741540?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/112500516278741540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=112500516278741540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112500516278741540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112500516278741540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/08/ipswich-at-cottenham.html' title='Ipswich at Cottenham'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-112495712241249265</id><published>2005-08-25T08:56:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T09:05:22.416+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Bouncing in the rain</title><content type='html'>We've only got a small garden, but 2 children to play in it. We've just bought an 8ft trampoline, which takes up about half the garden!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These trampolines seem to be all the rage at the moment - a lot of friends have them, so our 2 youngsters have been feeling left out. The swing and slide are obviously a bit tame for them. And we were left a small amount of money earlier in the year so decided that a treat was in order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was a minor mix up in delivery. The company had an off-by-one error in the address, so they tried to deliver it to the house opposite. That wasn't ever going to work, because it was sold a couple of months ago and has been empty since. So we arranged for one of use to stay in, but nothing arrived. After a few phone calls, it finally got delivered to the right place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It says that it takes two people to assemble. It's true that an extra person would be a help, as the trampoline is sufficiently large that you can't reach across it on your own, but I managed anyway. The safety net that surrounds it was a different matter - that was a game even with two of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we have much less garden and a nice trampoline. How much time the kids will have to play on it remains to be seen - we've had an awful lot of rain this last week.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-112495712241249265?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/112495712241249265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=112495712241249265' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112495712241249265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112495712241249265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/08/bouncing-in-rain.html' title='Bouncing in the rain'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-112448749136998205</id><published>2005-08-19T22:33:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T22:38:11.376+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Warkworth at Littlebury</title><content type='html'>Just got back from a quarter of Warkworth at Littlebury. Nice bells - slightly loud, so some real effort had to be put into yelling the calls, but generally good ringing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few trips, and it was a bit longer than anticipated (1440 vs 1320) due to a slight miscall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, a good quarter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It reminds me of why I don't ring peals any more, though, as my fingers locked up. In peals, they tend to do this after an hour or hour and a half, so a quarter is usually fine. It's like cramp, and not only painful but makes it difficult to ring well. I hope this is an isolated incident, as I'm starting to ring more and quite enjoying it, so I wouldn't want to give up again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-112448749136998205?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112448749136998205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112448749136998205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/08/warkworth-at-littlebury.html' title='Warkworth at Littlebury'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-112422562262803171</id><published>2005-08-16T21:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-16T21:53:42.643+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Wall to wall sunshine</title><content type='html'>Went to France on holiday last week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Drove down to Dover through the rain. Had terrible rain for the first hour or so from Calais, then wall to wall sunshine as we went south. Sunshine all week. Drove back through glorious sunshine until we got to Boulogne, then it chucked it down with rain the rest of the way home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is pretty typical really. I can understand why so many people leave the country to go on holiday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a beautiful farmhouse near Riberac, on the Dronne - near the Dordogne, inland from Bordeaux. A week relaxing, swimming, canoeing, &lt;a href="http://www.grotte-villars.com/Index-gb.htm"&gt;visiting caves&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;a href="http://www.appel-de-la-foret.com/"&gt;swinging through the trees&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good fun was had by all. Now back to finding a job :-(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-112422562262803171?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/112422562262803171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=112422562262803171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112422562262803171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112422562262803171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/08/wall-to-wall-sunshine.html' title='Wall to wall sunshine'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-112307760366554454</id><published>2005-08-03T14:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T15:00:03.703+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Signing On</title><content type='html'>Not having a job (temporarily, I hope), I've started the process of signing on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some bizarre reason, the UK government seems to think it's a good idea to give me money (albeit a pittance) while I'm looking for a job. This despite a generous redundancy package, and the fact that being temporarily out of work for short periods should be considered a normal part of the employment cycle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, one shouldn't complain too much or look this gift horse in the mouth. After all, I've paid my taxes and NI contributions for heaven only knows how long so it's only fair to get some benefit back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-112307760366554454?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/112307760366554454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=112307760366554454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112307760366554454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112307760366554454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/08/signing-on.html' title='Signing On'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-112306431797065782</id><published>2005-08-03T11:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T11:18:37.976+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Thorpe Park - Thumbs Down</title><content type='html'>Went to Thorpe Park on Monday. The drive down was a bit protracted (the M25 was as bad as normal) and the weather wasn't too promising - but we were gambling that it would improve and that the park wouldn't be too busy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we had rain showers en route, some of them heavy, and there was a bit of rain in the air as we entered the park, it did improve as the day went on, so we won that gamble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first snag was that the park was supposed to close at 6pm, but on arrival we found they had changed to a 5pm closure. That's irritating, and very bad form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even worse was the reliability of the rides. Frankly, I was appalled. They were breaking down and being closed all day long. I've never known a theme park have this sort of problems before. We would go to a ride to find it closed, go to the next ride and queue up (and the queues on the working rides were longer than normal because there were so many rides not working), wait a while (sometimes getting close to the front of the queue) only for that ride to break down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While we did manage to get on a few rides (and as many as we would have done on a busy summer day in peak season) it was a bit of a shambles, and some of the rides that we would have liked to try we didn't manage to get on at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All in all a frustrating day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-112306431797065782?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/112306431797065782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=112306431797065782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112306431797065782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/112306431797065782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/08/thorpe-park-thumbs-down.html' title='Thorpe Park - Thumbs Down'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111884190591634529</id><published>2005-06-15T14:20:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T14:25:05.933+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cycle to work</title><content type='html'>So I was told &lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;The weather report says that there will be good weather for tomorrow morning, so let's all get out there and cycle!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah right. So there was more uphill than I was expecting, there was a stiff breeze in my face, it was cool, and started to rain about half way to work. Generally, harder work than I wanted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was pleased to make it in as close to an hour as I could measure. Which was what I expected to take anyway. I could have pushed harder, but the idea was to be able to do some work once I got here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Provided the wind stays where it is, it could be an easy trip home. What's the odds that it swings round 180 degrees though?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111884190591634529?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111884190591634529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111884190591634529' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111884190591634529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111884190591634529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/06/cycle-to-work.html' title='Cycle to work'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111799019118036827</id><published>2005-06-05T17:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T17:49:51.196+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cycling on the up</title><content type='html'>A decent ride out this afternoon. I haven't measured it precisely, but about 15 miles around Cambridge in about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's pretty good. Not only am I getting a bit fitter and able to do longer trips, but I'm also not suffering afterwards. This ws easily my hardest cycle ride for many years, so I reckon that cycling to work is actually a viable proposition for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just in time too. Next week is &lt;a href="http://www.bikeweek.org.uk/"&gt;National Bike Week&lt;/a&gt; and wednesday is Campus cycle to work day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111799019118036827?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111799019118036827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111799019118036827' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111799019118036827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111799019118036827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/06/cycling-on-up.html' title='Cycling on the up'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111791615059284746</id><published>2005-06-04T21:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-06-04T21:15:50.596+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Queues in York</title><content type='html'>An observation based on a (wet) week in York.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;York doesn't seem to grok traffic queues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(And, given that their idea of transport planning seems to be to throw a bunch of roads down at random and put a roundabout wherever the roads cross, queues are fairly common.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is odd is that it seems to be commonplace for drivers, upon joining a queue, to decide to try an alternative route and immediately turn round. Not just turn round - do a 3-point turn in the middle of a busy A road at that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Several times, we were travelling in the opposite direction to the queue and had to break pretty hard to let some moron do a 3-point turn right in front of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111791615059284746?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111791615059284746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111791615059284746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111791615059284746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111791615059284746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/06/queues-in-york.html' title='Queues in York'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111540824659383039</id><published>2005-05-06T20:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-06T20:37:26.620+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cycling</title><content type='html'>Cycling is something I ought to do more of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a bad fall a few years ago. Just a simple slip, but broke my arm landing. More damaging was the fact that my knees are pretty well gone. I had to do a lot of physiotherapy before being able to walk comfortably, and still suffer a lot of pain and stiffness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, in order to get some decent exercise, I ought to cycle more. The point about cycling is that I don't put so much stress on the knees - they aren't having to support me, they aren't getting any impacts, and they're not in danger of being twisted. Which is all good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first time on the bike this year really hurt. The worrying thing was that it was only about a mile. But more practice and it's getting easier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But on Wednesday I had the day off and we took the girls to school by bike, and cyycled over to the park and ride. About 10 miles in the day, and only slightly sore knees afterwards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I reckon that with a bit more work I could feasibly cycle to work - it's about 10 miles in a straight line, but 15 by a more reasonable route avoiding the worst roads (and the odd hill). Good exercise for me; good for the environment; saves the expense of driving to work; saves the hassle of finding somewhere to park. All good things, but it's going to be a while before I'm fit enough.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111540824659383039?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111540824659383039/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111540824659383039' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111540824659383039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111540824659383039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/05/cycling.html' title='Cycling'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111495675368375716</id><published>2005-05-01T15:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-05-01T15:12:33.683+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Gardening</title><content type='html'>One day it's the middle of winter, the next it's summer and the garden changes from a bleak wasteland into a mess of overgrown bushes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We hired an electric lawn rake yesterday. It sure beats the manual method!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've only got a tiny garden, but on the first pass, simply taking it from one end of the lawn to the other filled the collection basket. We did 4 passes in all, and could probably have done more. The front lawn still looks in pretty good shape - the back (where there's less sun and the children play) is showing obvious signs of distress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mel sprayed the garden furniture today. So we'll soon be able to sit oustide eating and drinking and being pestered by the local insect population.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111495675368375716?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111495675368375716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111495675368375716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111495675368375716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111495675368375716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/05/gardening.html' title='Gardening'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111375858191209424</id><published>2005-04-17T17:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-17T18:23:01.913+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Ringing Outing</title><content type='html'>Had an enjoyable outing yesterday, out to the Watton area. A combination of Cherry Hinton and Trumpington ringers were in attendance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Amanda's first outing, and she got to ring twice at every tower - and rang very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First up was Watton, a beautiful ring of 6 accessed by a fairly steep ladder, with the tenor ringer standing on the trapdoor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up was Caston, with a bit more character. Slightly lumpy and harder work than most modern rings, with the two trebles rung from a ledge (with part of the ledge being a flap by the door). Amanda got attacked by the 2nd rope, but recovered to ring the 3rd later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch followed at the &lt;a href="http://www.wayland.org.uk/site/site/Thompson/accommodation/?id=372"&gt;Chequers in Thompson&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then off to Shipdham. After a set of rounds and call changes, Ian queries whether the third was particularly deep set. Rather than a broken stay, it transpired that they had hastings stays and the dingler had fallen off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After three rings of 6, the final tower of the day was Ashill, a nice 8. This was Amanda's first time on 8 (while we've been to Trumpington, she only rang on the back 6).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, a good day, and thanks to Amanda and Stephen for organizing it all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111375858191209424?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111375858191209424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111375858191209424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111375858191209424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111375858191209424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/04/ringing-outing.html' title='Ringing Outing'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111333983543551402</id><published>2005-04-12T21:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-12T22:03:55.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'>First Plain Hunt</title><content type='html'>I've been ringing Church bells - on and off - for well over 20 years. And, recently, Amanda has started learning too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's been making good progress, and tonight (regular practice night at Cherry Hinton) had a go at plain hunt for the first time. With moderate success, too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For anyone else interested, ringing requires precious little in the way of musical ability (trust me on this one...), but a good sense of timing and the ability to concentrate are vital.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111333983543551402?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111333983543551402/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111333983543551402' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111333983543551402'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111333983543551402'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/04/first-plain-hunt.html' title='First Plain Hunt'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111307768366061140</id><published>2005-04-09T21:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T21:14:43.660+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New Website</title><content type='html'>I've now got a &lt;a href="http://www.petertribble.co.uk/"&gt;new website&lt;/a&gt;, so that when the RFCGR closes down later this year I'll still have a web presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Currently, most of the underlying content is still at the RFCGR, but I'll soon get it all moved across.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111307768366061140?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111307768366061140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111307768366061140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111307768366061140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111307768366061140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/04/new-website.html' title='New Website'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111307676169069037</id><published>2005-04-09T20:53:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T20:59:21.690+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday Orchestra</title><content type='html'>This last week, the girls went to &lt;a href="http://www.holidayorchestra.co.uk/"&gt;Cambridge Holiday Orchestra&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They changed the format slightly this time, with a bit more diversity and emphasis on younger/less experienced musicians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both girls enjoyed themselves immensely. I recommend Holiday Orchestra to any other young musicians in the Cambridge area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And today we went to the end of course concert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111307676169069037?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111307676169069037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111307676169069037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111307676169069037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111307676169069037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/04/holiday-orchestra.html' title='Holiday Orchestra'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111298384675226988</id><published>2005-04-08T19:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-08T19:10:46.753+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Brrrrrr........</title><content type='html'>Wintry drive home tonight. Raining at work, hailstorm on the A11, then sleet, and it was snowing properly - and pretty hard - as I got home. Temperature hovering just above freezing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decent weather for penguins, but I prefer something slightly warmer.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111298384675226988?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111298384675226988/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111298384675226988' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111298384675226988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111298384675226988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/04/brrrrrr.html' title='Brrrrrr........'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111290387247046111</id><published>2005-04-07T20:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-07T21:02:42.126+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Congress may extend daylight-saving time</title><content type='html'>According to CNN, &lt;a href="http://edition.cnn.com/2005/POLITICS/04/07/daylight.saving.ap/index.html"&gt;Congress may extend daylight-saving time&lt;/a&gt;, and save 10,000 barrels of oil a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to confess that I've always wondered about the sanity of Daylight Saving Time (here in the UK we call it British Summer Time).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one choice quote:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The more daylight we have, the less electricity we use&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Say what? There's the same amount of daylight, no matter how you shift the clock around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the real problem is that our lives are ruled by clocks rather than the Sun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wouldn't it make more sense to change work, school, and recreation hours to make more sense rather than monkeying with the clocks?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111290387247046111?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111290387247046111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111290387247046111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111290387247046111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111290387247046111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/04/congress-may-extend-daylight-saving.html' title='Congress may extend daylight-saving time'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111264618380758632</id><published>2005-04-04T21:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-04T21:23:03.806+01:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/4186/640/File0109.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/4186/320/File0109.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever feel like you're hitting your head against one of these?&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111264618380758632?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111264618380758632/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111264618380758632' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111264618380758632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111264618380758632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/04/ever-feel-like-youre-hitting-your-head.html' title=''/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111254620827910367</id><published>2005-04-03T17:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-03T17:36:48.280+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorting out the bikes</title><content type='html'>Spring is definitely here: pleasant temperatures, generally dry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent some time this weekend getting the bikes ready. A quick clean to get rid of the accumulated cobwebs, tires brought back up to proper pressure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hannah moved up to Amanda's old bike, so her old bike went to the tip this morning and we spent some time at the park so she could get used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda's bike got the saddle moved up, and lights, mudguards, lock and basket (so she can use it for school). The snag was, you can only attach so many bits to a bike - I had to move the reflectors to get the lights on, and we ended up taking the basket off as the only way to attach the front light would have had it shining through the basket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All that done, we're looking forward to using the bikes a bit more. I for one could certainly do with the exercise!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111254620827910367?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111254620827910367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111254620827910367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111254620827910367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111254620827910367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/04/sorting-out-bikes.html' title='Sorting out the bikes'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111246590403906697</id><published>2005-04-02T19:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T19:18:24.040+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiotic Tea Leaves</title><content type='html'>We're somewhat unusual in that we still get milk delivered on our doorstep. Not daily, unfortunately, as we used to, but we still have real bottles of milk delivered to the house rather than buying it from the supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went out yesterday morning to discover that the payment we had left out for the milkman had been taken overnight. What's the world coming to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever took it must have been pretty dense. It's a cheque payable to the dairy, and of no use to anyone else. We used to leave out cash, at one time, but haven't done that for a while.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111246590403906697?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111246590403906697/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111246590403906697' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111246590403906697'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111246590403906697'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/04/idiotic-tea-leaves.html' title='Idiotic Tea Leaves'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111246557997951565</id><published>2005-04-02T19:12:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-02T19:12:59.980+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Musically Talented</title><content type='html'>Not me, I hasten to add!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations to Amanda on passing her Grade 3 Violin exam.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111246557997951565?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111246557997951565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111246557997951565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111246557997951565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111246557997951565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/04/musically-talented.html' title='Musically Talented'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111238621273842335</id><published>2005-04-01T21:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-04-01T21:10:12.740+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Hay Fever Season already</title><content type='html'>Looks like it's going to be a miserable summer. Itchy eyes, sneezy nose. It's that bothersome hay fever come to trouble me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told - when in my teens - that I would grow out of it. No such luck. If anything, it's getting worse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111238621273842335?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111238621273842335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111238621273842335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111238621273842335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111238621273842335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/04/hay-fever-season-already.html' title='Hay Fever Season already'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111230133293436910</id><published>2005-03-31T21:25:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T21:35:32.936+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Easter Break</title><content type='html'>It's currently the Easter holiday, so school's closed for a couple of weeks. A good excuse for some time off!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we went shopping to &lt;a href="http://www.bluewater.co.uk/"&gt;Bluewater&lt;/a&gt;, which we hadn't been to before. While it's decent enough as shopping centres go, I found few shops of interest so we didn't get much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went to &lt;a href="http://www.wicksteedpark.co.uk/"&gt;Wicksteed Park&lt;/a&gt;. It was dull and misty, and while we were supposed to have some sun in the afternoon this failed to materialize. It was disappointing that the roller coaster was closed, and we don't really appreciate the growth in additional paid-for activities (the increasingly ubiquitous photo booths, for one, and also the appearance of a couple of rides operated by other companies) - we've paid to get there, we've paid handsomely for wristbands, we  just want to get on and enjoy ourselves and these extra attempts to take money just turn us off. But the park was reasonably quiet and queues were short, so we managed to pack a lot of rides in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Although it would have been smarter to pack soup instead of salad in our picnic basket, and warm drinks instead of ice cold!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111230133293436910?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111230133293436910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111230133293436910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111230133293436910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111230133293436910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/03/easter-break.html' title='Easter Break'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111201850199468951</id><published>2005-03-28T14:55:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-03-28T15:01:41.996+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Spring is sprung, the grass is riz...</title><content type='html'>...the lawnmower's broken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to mow the lawn for the first time this year - because Spring really is here and the grass is growing, the bushes are in bud, the whole garden is already starting to look like a jungle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only the old lawnmower (that Mel's been trying to persuade me to replace for a year or two now) did one stripe and then stopped. So off to get a new mower!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was Friday night, just after the shops had closed. (Typical!) So we reserved one and went to collect it Saturday. Rain on Saturday and visiting family Sunday meant we got to try it first time today - the front is dry enough, the back still soaking wet. So we mowed the front lawn, and with luck the back will be dry enough in a few hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111201850199468951?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111201850199468951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111201850199468951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111201850199468951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111201850199468951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/03/spring-is-sprung-grass-is-riz.html' title='Spring is sprung, the grass is riz...'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111170071426648790</id><published>2005-03-24T21:11:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-24T21:45:14.270Z</updated><title type='text'>Phone v GameBoy</title><content type='html'>I was sitting in the car waiting to pick up one of my girls tonight, and whiled away a few idle moments playing one of the free games on my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(It's quite a fancy phone - far more fancy than I really need - but I wanted a tri-band phone so it would work in the States and so had to get something moderately sophisticated.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there I was, playing what is basically some variant of tetris. And this is quite interesting, because it shows that there's still life left in games of that vintage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In fact, we Tribbles own a number of Game Boys. We started with a Game Boy Pocket (a monochrome thing), and ended up with 2 of those and 3 GBA. Hannah plays mostly pokemon, but not just the latest and greatest - she has most of the rainbow, and finds the old versions just as playable as the current generation. Amanda's probably the most varied - Harry Potter, Spyro, Zelda, Pokemon. But Mel and I like the puzzle style games like tetris (and it turns out there are a lot of ways to make an interesting game like that). So much so that the only GBA game I play on my GBA is Zelda (and that, by the way, is a phenomenal game - I remember it from the SNES and it's a real piece of nostalgia).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, Nintendo are still selling handhelds in large quantities, so the small portable format clearly has a lot going for it. (So much so that it's attracting competition.) And modern phones aren't really all that different in terms of capabilities, so I guess it's not surprising that the games on a phone are not that different to what you might see on a Game Boy Color. Given the similarities, why don't Nintendo make a phone, and why don't phones have gameboy emulators? (With GPRS, you could download a GameBoy game in under a minute - 10 seconds for 3G. GBA games are a bit bigger.)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111170071426648790?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111170071426648790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111170071426648790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111170071426648790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111170071426648790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/03/phone-v-gameboy.html' title='Phone v GameBoy'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111161571674592922</id><published>2005-03-23T22:03:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-23T22:08:36.746Z</updated><title type='text'>Edinburgh and back</title><content type='html'>Just got back from a day trip to Edinburgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a reasonable day trip. OK, I had to get up a little earlier than normal to get to Stansted Airport, but not too much earlier and some of that was just in case of traffic problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flew with easyJet. Now, last time I flew easyJet they marooned me in Glasgow late one Saturday night (although this wasn't so bad as I have relatives not far from the airport that I managed to see as a result), but this trip was pretty good - both ways on time, decent flights, and everything worked out fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111161571674592922?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111161571674592922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111161571674592922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111161571674592922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111161571674592922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/03/edinburgh-and-back.html' title='Edinburgh and back'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111153051792876848</id><published>2005-03-22T22:26:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-22T22:28:37.926Z</updated><title type='text'>Easter Eggs</title><content type='html'>Just been to the annual school bingo evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prizes: &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Easter Eggs&lt;/span&gt; - lots of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, breaking a many year losing streak, we won 2 out of the first 3 cards and 3 out of all 10. A big fat zero in the raffle, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still leaves plenty of chocolate to go round!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111153051792876848?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111153051792876848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111153051792876848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111153051792876848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111153051792876848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/03/easter-eggs.html' title='Easter Eggs'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111147983469544921</id><published>2005-03-22T08:20:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-22T08:23:54.696Z</updated><title type='text'>Mental Agility</title><content type='html'>I gave &lt;a href="http://blogs.sun.com/roller/page/dcb/20050321#competitive_takeout_conundrum"&gt;this puzzle&lt;/a&gt; (actually, I had to modify it a bit) to my 10-year old daughter, and she managed to get the right answer without too much difficulty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I was wondering if there were sources of this sort of puzzle - math or logic brainteasers - out there? Preferably aimed at children.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Any suggestions?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111147983469544921?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111147983469544921/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111147983469544921' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111147983469544921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111147983469544921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/03/mental-agility.html' title='Mental Agility'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111131518161967432</id><published>2005-03-20T10:39:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-20T10:54:57.323Z</updated><title type='text'>Jitterbug</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/4186/640/2005_0320Image0112.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/4186/320/2005_0320Image0112.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jitterbugs are go!&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went round the Cambridge Science Festival yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We signed up to build a jitterbug - a little dancing robot. Sat down with our little tray of parts and followed the instructions, followed by some final decorative touches. The picture was taken at home, and it got a bit bashed in the bag on the way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The talk we went to (Ice Cream, Chocolate, and Einstein) was pretty good. Drop in sessions were a bit hit and miss (sometimes they work, sometimes they don't; sometimes they're quiet, sometimes they're heaving). The &lt;a href="http://www.physiol.cam.ac.uk/"&gt;Department of Physiology&lt;/a&gt; was excellent, though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111131518161967432?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111131518161967432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111131518161967432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111131518161967432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111131518161967432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/03/jitterbug.html' title='Jitterbug'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111118139985423282</id><published>2005-03-18T21:29:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-18T21:29:59.853Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/4186/640/File0176.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/4186/320/File0176.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's in the wrong blog, but just bought this anyway. Me and all my cousins having starring roles on one of the best episodes of one of the best TV shows of all time...&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111118139985423282?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111118139985423282/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111118139985423282' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111118139985423282'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111118139985423282'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/03/its-in-wrong-blog-but-just-bought-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111115012022661838</id><published>2005-03-18T12:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-18T12:48:40.226Z</updated><title type='text'>Science Week</title><content type='html'>It's &lt;a href="http://www.the-ba.net/nsw/"&gt;National Science Week&lt;/a&gt; (although the &lt;a href="http://www.admin.cam.ac.uk/univ/science/"&gt;Cambridge Science Festival&lt;/a&gt; is offset by a few days).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At school, the challenge was to build something that could tell you when 30 seconds had passed. The playground this morning was full of a varied assortment of devices, often with two bottles forming some sort of egg timer, with a few marble runs to make it interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda had a slightly more sophisticated variation. Water pours into a cup, causing a float to rise. The float is covered in silver foil and when it rises far enough it touches a metal contact to complete a circuit and turns a light on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111115012022661838?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111115012022661838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111115012022661838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111115012022661838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111115012022661838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/03/science-week.html' title='Science Week'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111109506137034792</id><published>2005-03-17T21:31:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-17T21:31:01.370Z</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/4186/640/2005_0309SanFran0111.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/6/4186/320/2005_0309SanFran0111.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hadn't fully appreciated just how hilly San Francisco is. I got off the cable car at the top, walked down to take this, then walked back up to catch the next car.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111109506137034792?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111109506137034792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111109506137034792' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111109506137034792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111109506137034792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/03/i-hadnt-fully-appreciated-just-how.html' title=''/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-11519715.post-111109169843190122</id><published>2005-03-17T20:30:00.000Z</published><updated>2005-03-17T20:34:58.433Z</updated><title type='text'>Into the breach</title><content type='html'>I set up "The Trouble with Tribbles" at a time when I wasn't really sure what this blogging lark was all about, and it was intended as a place where I could talk about things like Solaris and the work I was doing. Anyway, my interest in blogging generally has grown a bit, and it seems unfair to subject regular readers (and people catching up via planetsolaris) to more personal entries, especially as I would like to post more photos. So here I am, with a more personal blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you all like it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/11519715-111109169843190122?l=petertribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/feeds/111109169843190122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=11519715&amp;postID=111109169843190122' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111109169843190122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/11519715/posts/default/111109169843190122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://petertribble.blogspot.com/2005/03/into-breach.html' title='Into the breach'/><author><name>Peter Tribble</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09363446984245451854</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ZHMLMG5bzhc/SLrkYbTKXEI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LDfAIW0eFkM/S220/PeterFace.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
