Pink, Portman Road, Ipswich

Last night I was supposed to be seeing Pink at the Portman Road stadium in Ipswich. I didn’t see it.

Why? Because I couldn’t find the fucking stadium.

I’m normally pretty good on finding places, but must admit that in this case I’d figured there would be some signs to follow. After all, it’s a football stadium for fuck’s sake. Surely they need some signs for away fans to get there etc.?

Apparently not. I have to assume that Ipswich is truly embarassed about the stadium – they sure as shit don’t like to admit that they’ve got one.

Driving along the A14, I got to the first turn-off for Ipswich. There’s a sign there that says “Football Stadium” with an arrow pointing straight on (i.e. don’t take the turn-off). Fine. Second junction’s the same – “Straight on for Football Stadium“. After that, nothing. I got to the far side of Ipswich, no more signs. I turned round, coming back from Felixstowe direction to Ipswich, and there’s not one fucking sign. Not one.

All told I did that stretch three times, checking the exit roads, trying to see any damn signage whatsoever that pointed me in the direction of the stadium. Nothing except those two signs saying “straight on” from one direction.

So in the end I said fuck it, and drove home.

I assume Portman Stadium etc. won’t give a shit, as they’ve got their money for the gig already. But you can be damn fucking sure I won’t be going back there again.

I do feel like a right bell-end for not being able to find a sodding football stadium. But at the same time it’s not just me, others have said it’s a shit to find unless you actually know where it is. Personally, I’m not going to make the effort to try and find it again.


Covered in Crap

Another sight from the weekend.

Car, covered in bird crap

I'm willing to bet they park under a tree

Amusingly, it was only down one side, but that side was pretty impressive.


Out Somewhere, Being Busy

Out of action today because of

  • More Driving
  • Shopping
  • Sociable Stuff
  • Family Stuff
  • Barbeque Stuff (May be associated with the two items above)

Life getting in the way of writing. It happens.


Driving

Today’s another one of my big driving days. I’m taking Hound down to Berkshire to stay in the kennel that’ll have her, because of other stuff going on this weekend.

So it’s a day off work, and a day spent on the motorway. Long term it’s worthwhile, but it’ll leave me looking like a stunned primate tonight.

Enjoy.


Hectic Fortnight

The next two weeks are – to say the least – pretty damn busy.

Among other things (and not all at the same time, obviously) it will involve :

  • Giving (another) statement to police re Emma Ward
  • Driving down to Berkshire to put Hound in Kennels
  • Driving to Peterborough to collect Herself’s brother
  • A big birthday party for Herself’s grandfather
  • Driving down to Berkshire to collect Hound from kennels
  • Finishing off a couple of short script ideas
  • Seeing Pink’s gig in Ipswich

There’s also a number of work-related things in the same timescale, which isn’t helping much.

So all told, a fairly busy couple of weeks…


Driving and Parking

I got up to London last night, driving direct from work. It took me an hour to get from Bury St Edmunds to the junction of the North Circular Road with the A12. It then took 80 minutes to get from there into the city (near Southwark station). Utterly ridiculous.

[UPDATE : I actually did the maths/mileage on this last night : It was 70 miles from work to the A12, which took an hour. 70mph on the dot. It was 10 miles from the A12 to the Travelodge, and that took 80 minutes. 7.7mph.]

I’d planned to park in a close-ish NCP car park for the two days I’m here, which would’ve cost £18 per day. Better than lots of places, but not great. However, I couldn’t find that NCP carpark – and I tried twice, once in the car, once by foot. Fortunately, I knew I had options – I’d done my research.

As it was, I found a place right next to the hotel that cost me sod-all for overnight parking, so long as I was gone by 8am. By that time I’d gone down to the first of my two alternative options, found it was available, and done the deed. £20 for two days – yes, £10 per day – in a locked secure place. Bizarrely, it’s making use of some of the car-parking spaces in the building where I was working last year before I got the current job.

So I’ve managed to get 2½ days parking in central London (right by Blackfriars and the OXO Tower, for those who know/care) for £20. Pretty good by anyone’s standards.


Parking – Mini

Another spectacular piece of parking.

The Tesco store in Dereham really does appear to be a mecca for people who can’t park their cars within the lines.

A Mini, AO 06 ORK, more in the hatch-markings than in the space

That really is quite impressive, AO 06 ORK

Putting the “ORK” into Dork.