So this was my new life. QA manager for the group (two quarries, a brickworks and an asphalt plant), health and safety manager for the same departments, editor of our company newspaper “The Sand Martin” (a real writing job!), social club organiser, and now – globe trotting technician / engineer. How far I had come from that tiny, dirty lab in the foundry, and not a coal mine to be seen…
Category Archives: On memories
Where were you?
It’s a question that is often asked once a year – where were you on the day of the world trade center attack? September 11th 2001. Many people will always remember where they were. My friend for instance was in a plane over New York at the time, and was diverted to Maine and holed up in a hotel for three days as all air travel was banned. I know exactly where I was… and it remains as vivid today as it did back then. Continue reading
Lights, camera, action!
So, you will have already guessed my love for photography – well, you should also know I have a similar passion for videography – or film making. In fact I had a love for it before I could afford to do it. Now, with the age of blogging in full swing, I’ve been encouraged to take it up again with a vengeance…
The silver screen.
It always intrigues me where phrases come from – and “The Silver Screen” is one of them. Apparently in the early days of the silent movie, screens where painted with metallic paint in order to make the projections brighter for the audience. “The Silver Screen” has always been an important part of my life. Roll film…
As close as it gets.
Today I am recalling an event that changed my outlook on life slightly. And made for a great funny story for years to come. If I’ve told it before, I apologise…
Ah, that got your attention. I decided to revert back to my Christmas present “Dear Dad – journal of a lifetime” and see what the next question is. And it is all about pets.
So, without any ‘fur’ ther ado…
International Jet Setter
It’s around 1986 and I’m telling my story of how I worked my way up the company in different roles. Let’s continue.
The sands of time.
We pick up the story where I left off last time in Phoenix Rising…
In 1980, only three years after starting work after leaving school, I was moving into my next position with the Mansfield Sand Group of companies – Specifically Mansfield Asphalt.
47 1/2 billion pixels.
Give or take. That’s how many pixels I have stored over the years in one format of film or another. Shall we take a look at them? Continue reading
Ha! It’s times like this I know I should have been an author, but I just can’t retain the thread of a story long enough to get it down on paper. Not that this post is about my writing. It’s just that I’ve impressed myself with the title. Which incidentally bears little relevance to this post. And thankfully absolutely nothing to do with Harry Potter!