I can't believe its been 2 months since my last confession, or, post, anyway I have been so busy with the new term and year at work plus busy in the studio/shed making more guitars and stuff.

So, whats been happening? Well it's been hell at work with the management taking over the timetables and room bookings, guess what, they fucked it up BIG TIME, students without teachers, teachers without students, teachers with 3 lots of students and no room to teach in, think of any combination and they totally screwed up, it has taken the staff up until now to get most of it sorted as we have taken the reins again, we still have the odd glitch but we are almost there, when we did the rooms and timetables we had the odd double booking but we sorted out all the errors in the first week, which just goes to prove that the management here have no idea what the fuck they are doing.

​Which takes me to the second fuck up, we were told that we had to accept anyone that wanted to enrol, we fought hard not to do this but the Principal insisted that we taken anyone, his plan was simple, the government give us money for ever student enrolled, we were told after 6 weeks we can just remove them from the course, which has turned out to be the case, we now have a college full of numpties and complete idiots. You can't as we found out, that you can just throw someone off the course, there is a procedure that needs to be followed, like warnings, lots of them, then letters then meeting with the heads of faculty. 
If a student wants to appeal then it takes even longer, and once the parents get involved we can't get rid of anyone, so here we are with a college full of rejects from other colleges, that 70% have some sort of mental problem, so as teachers we are now screwed, we spend most of our time dealing with anxiety, depression and just about every problem a young adult can get.

So our job is changing, we are now expected to be shrinks, to be an ear for the little shits to cry into, well all I can say to that is 'Fuck that for a game of soldiers' what happened to a clip around the ear and being told to get on with it?  We molly coddle the little buggers to much, we treat them kid gloves, wiping away their tears etc, etc, I say NO, bitch slap the Little fuckers and see how they get on.

Anyway, now I have calmed down after 3 cups of coffee, I have been spending a lot of time in my studio/shed, my new guitar is starting to take shape, the body is finished and has had it's 5 coats of colour I have sanded it back to a semi-gloss for the artist who is going to create a custom work of art for the body, being a T-Type 'Telecaster' but I can't call it that due to copyright etc, then I can lay on the clear coat, I| am thinking about 6 coats should do it as its a 2 pack paint so should be fairly hard to damage.

Enough for today, watch this space, comments always appreciated.

Well it's back to work today, I have only been in 1 hour and the arse kissing and brown nosing has started, hence the title of this post.  Now I have never conformed or kissed anyones arse, that's just not my style, I say it as it is, if you don't like it then move on.

Sitting here watching 15 people all licking up to each other is interesting to say the least, the office here is probably no different to any other but we do have stereo types here, we have the young gun boss arse kisser, he volunteers for everything, I am sure if the boss asked him to clean the loos by licking them clean he would, he thinks that it will improve his chances of promotion, he will learn eventually. 

Then we have the office hottie, she's blonde. gorgeous and has a body that even I would lick, however, as every male member here in the office and outside are lusting after her I just prefer to watch them getting burnt by her as she rejects their advances but uses them for her own benefit. 

Then we have the office guru, this young man knows everything we don't about whats happening at the college, need to know something, go see this guy, he is also the office hot guy for the girls. 

Then theres the office pain in the arse, she's the biggest pain and most obstructive cow in the whole college, according to her, everyones out to get her, she is always over worked and can't help anyone out, it's me me me. 

​I think we have every type here with the rest, then theres me, the boss sees me as someone who is a big benefit to the team, but she also knows that I am more qualified to do her job than she is, so hates me with a passion, but has to put up with me, the rest see me as the grumpy old fart who they come to for advice and there private life issues, I prefer not to get involved with anyone, but sometimes it's unavoidable, so as you can guess I am not happy here at the moment with all the shit about my job role and pay etc, so I will just play my ace card this year, as they won't recognise my teaching certificate then when they ask me to produce paperwork for the courses that I usually do, this year my answer will be, Sorry I'm not qualified, its about to get interesting me thinks.

Watch this space.

Just a quick one, well done the Spurs in giving Man Utd a good thrashing.

Well it's back to work for me after 10 days holiday, so what did I do, well stayed at home as per usual, but finish both guitars I was building and started another, so not been idle, number 3 looks like it's gonna be a killer, then I would say that.
I was flicking around YouTube when I saw a concert of one of my idols Peter Frampton, this is the man responsible for me taking up guitar in the first place so he has a lot to answer for, LOL, the man is just amazing even today he just has me rocking.

As for work, if you read my last post, I still have no contract but I will be teaching this term while I decide what i want to do, I figured the best way to screw them is leave over the Christmas holidays, which means they don't have time to advertise or put someone in place, what about the kids I hear you shout, well they wont suffer as I am sure the rest of the media team will cover for me, well maybe.

So, back to my frampton concert, OOOh he's nowing doing 'I don't need no doctor from his Humble Pie days'.

I'm off, bye for now.

​A smiling and rocking Grumpy Old Man.

It's been a while since my last confession/blog, all sorts of things going on at the moment, so where to begin, well at the beginning I suppose.

About a month ago I received an email from the college saying that my role (Instructor) was being made redundant, now as an instructor I only need to support the kids and Lecture when required, which turned out to be 90% of the time.  So as they had to pay extra for the lecturing they can save money by making me a Lecturer, heres how, at my current pay scale which is at the top of it I earn £**.000 however because I will be placed on the lowest lecturing scale as this will be a new contract i would be £1,500.00 worse off?  When I mentioned this to them they replied yes but I had to remember that this was a money saving exercise, so I did what any self respecting human would do and told them to Fuck Off and make me redundant, to which they replied, this college has a no redundancy policy so they would find me a job with equivalent pay scale to my current role, that was 5 weeks ago, I return to work tomorrow after a 3 week break so I will see what happens.  The college is a complete and fucking shambles since the new Principle arrive, I am pretty sure he is playing with figures (money) that when he leaves, which he will soon, the shit will hit the fan as we discover his miss-dealings.  Anyway we shall wait and see.

OUCH

Yes my ouch moment, while I have been on holiday I have been doing all the things around the house/shed that I have been meaning to do, so with 3 weeks holiday I thought I would tackle the tasks, task 1, the double doors on my shed/log cabin/garage where catching at the top, so with plane in had I climbed the step ladder to the top about 8 feet so I was about 10 off the ground and started shaving off the top of the door, the next thing I know or remember is that the ladder has given way and I am falling backwards towards a concrete slab (shed foundations), the next thing I remember is a blinding flash of light and a pain at the back of my head.
I opened my eyes and saw the clear blue sky, not knowing how long I had been laying there I decided to wait a minute before attempting to get up.  Now if you have been following my blogs you will know that I had a broken neck and had plates and pins fitted just over 2 months ago, so I am lying in the warm or should I say scorching heat worried if I have damaged the neck again, so I gently run my hand around the back of my neck to see if there was any obvious problems, apart from some blood on the back of my head I thought I had escaped with very little injury.
So I tried to get up, OUCH, having landed flat on my back which took most of the fall and my head obviously hitting the ground, the pain in my back was to say the least "OUCH", I already have 3 vertebrae mis-aligned in my lower back giving me sciatica, so I thought better of it and just laid there for a few more minutes, I then picked up my phone which had fallen out of my pocket and was laying beside me a called my partner explaining that I needed some help as I had just fallen from the ladder.
Now, I know that the ladies here have to look good before leaving the house so that they get the attention they think they deserve, controversial, yeah, but true, anyway, about 30 minutes, yes half an hour later my partner arrives, I asked where the hell have you been, she answers that she had to do her hair and makeup and put on some clothes as she was in her jimjams when I called, WTF, she then started having a go at me for calling her as she was sending emails, if I could have I would have dragged her to the roof of the shed and thrown her off, so she helps me to my feet but I know I am in trouble, so she phones for an ambulance which arrives with a Paramedic in tow.  They check me over and take me to the local hospital for a CT and MRI because of the neck thing and now the back, about an hour later a Doctor comes to give me the news, my neck is fine, the graze on my head is minor, but I do have a minor concussion but my lower back is fucked, I tell him about my previous problems and he said that the fall had not helped but I was OK to go, he prescribed some pain killers which I already have and tells me to go home and rest, if I start to feel sick or pass out to come back.  So with my soon to be ex-partner at home sending more emails to her friends I phone for a cab and make my way home.  Update, My head and neck are fine but my back is definitely screwed.

About a week after the skydiving incident, I climb a ladder again, this time 20 feet to attached a 30 foot antenna to the house, all goes well this time and I am soon chatting to people from Europe, however my aim is to conquer the world, radio wise that is.
SO my new 80 foot antenna arrived this morning, so It's up the ladder again at the weekend, watch this space.

So as our Prime minister prepares to meet and face the other 27 EU counties at a summit in Brussels I hope she plays hard ball with them, everyone in parliament are scared of a no deal and want Mrs May to back down on certain deals that we want and comply with what the EU want, first of all we are not French, we will not capitulate as they have done 3 times now WW1, WW2 and now with Emmanuel Macron gripping onto Angela Merkels apron like a little boy needing his nanny.
Well, all I have to say about the above is 'FUCK EM', we do not need the EU, they need us more than we need them.  I think we should pull out now, no deal or otherwise.
|Lets look at out wins, and the EU's losses, First lets ban all European cars being imported into the UK, no more shitty BMW's, Renault's etc, Lets buy Japanese (Great Cars) Chinese, etc so without mentioning a load of other stuff, the EU's revenue goes south, a large part of their sales of cars are to the UK, we are a bit like the Americans, we do love our vehicles.
Lets close our boarders to EU immigrants, lets just tell them to go fuck off and drain someone elses resources.   Yeah yeah I know about fresh veg etc, but we can grow our own, we have some of the best meat in the world, the UK was built on Meat and 2 veg, Spuds and Peas, Cabbage, any veg really, so we can do it, we have the best Steel in the world, lets rebuild our steel industry, I know i am ranting, but that's the way I feel and it's the truth.

Germany.
'Did anyone see the Germany game last night' that's the first question that people here are asking as they arrive for work, the answer is a big yes from most of the people here.  2 nil, not much more to say about it really, South Korea put on a reasonable show and made the Germans pay when they panicked in the last 10 minutes, however the GREAT NEWS is Germany are out, gone, goodbye see you in 4 years time, LOL.
The other good news related to this is that it would appear that everything in Germany is connected to the national football team, when they do bad so does the country, Merkel faces the possible collapse of the coalition government because the other leader in her coalition want her to close the boarders, add to that they are out of the world cup, I don't see her coming back from this one, also, I predict that she will just disappear into obscurity.  Once again the UK has to take on the world, we will succeed, we will win, we are good at winning wars.

Nanobots
Engineers have developed tiny ultrasound-powered robots that can swim through blood, removing harmful bacteria along with the toxins they produce. These proof-of-concept nanorobots could one day offer a safe and efficient way to detoxify and decontaminate biological fluids.
Wow, they are now here, the future is looking better for medical cures, imagine a nanobot that seeks out cancer and destroys it, I am too old to maybe see this technology put into practice, but for my sons generation this is a reality, it's going to happen, the futures bright.

There have been many reports this week about a large orange bright light in the sky, BUFORA British UFO Research Association have made a statement that the object is infact 

If you have been following my posts, you will have seen me talk about CB and Amateur Radio, so I purchased a nice antenna last week, a 5/8th wave 10/11m vertical, it's a bit of a monster at 20.5 feet, plus the mast which is 10 feet making a total of about 30 feet give or take a few inches.
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I also got hold of the K&T bracket for mounting the antenna to the side of the house, so I had to get up 25 feet to drill the walls for said K&T brackets, my ladder only goes up 15 feet, so I asked my neighbour an ex-fire woman if I could loan her super ladder a 40 footer, no problem, so i stick ladder against wall and start to climb, now I am doing this all by myself, number one rule when using a ladder is to get someone at the bottom to hold it for you, I have no one around, so I go solo.
When I get to the top, I make the mistake of looking down, WTF, that's a long way to fall if something goes wrong. Long story short last year my other neighbour, a roofer, fell from a roof the same height as mine, I now watch him in his wheelchair, paralysed from the neck down after breaking his neck and damaging his spinal cord, his doctors say he will never recover.  So at the top of this ladder I start to get a bit wobbly and decide to call it a day, I think before tempting this again I need help as holding onto a 30 foot antenna, drilling holes and mounting the brackets will be a major undertaking for me, I am not looking forward to it.  I am getting dizzy just thinking about it.

​So after the wobbly ladder episode on Saturday, I decided to watch the England game on Sunday, I think I entered the Twilight Zone, as the football team in white scored 6 goals and made it look easy?  So, who the hell were they, yes, it was the England team, playing football properly and scoring 6, yes, 6 goals, WTF, and the manager said he was not really happy with the performance???????
I'm not sure whether its real or not, I need to check the BBC news, just to make sure.

Monday, today, brings the start of the mini summer, so my hay fever has kicked in and I am itching all over, I hate summer, give me a cool showery day any time.

Off to mark papers now, my week can only get better, I hope. 

Star Wars, this post isn't about the films this is about Trump reviving the Star Wars defence system.
The Strategic Defense Initiative or Star Wars, was first set up in 1984, as far as I am concerned the Americans and Russians can blow the shit out of each other in space, as long as they don't play their war games here on earth, I am reminded of the film 'The day the earth stood still', not the Keano Reeves crappy remake the original, where the alien and his robot threaten to destroy earth if we didn't stop fucking it up with the nukes we have, as the aliens would see this as a threat to the universe.
So, Trump the war mongering arshole wants to set up a new space force, he said  "I'm hereby directing the Department of Defense and Pentagon to immediately begin the process necessary to establish a space force as the sixth branch of the armed forces," what a twat.

In response I am expecting in the next couple of months a 'cold space war' with the Russians where they do the same thing, I am sure that the secret military missions using the space shuttle was to build these space weapons so I believe that they are already there.

My favorite weapon to come out of the SDI was Thor, the 'Rods of God'.

Lazy Dog projectiles (aka "kinetic bombardment") a smaller version of Thor is that the projectiles could reach speeds of up to 500 mph as they fell to the ground and could penetrate nine inches of concrete after being dropped from as little as 3,000 feet
The idea is like shooting bullets at a target, except instead of losing velocity as it travels, the projectile is gaining velocity and energy that will be expended on impact. They were shotgunning a large swath of jungle, raining bullet-sized death at high speeds.
That's how Project Thor came to be.
Instead of hundreds of small projectiles from a few thousand feet, Thor uses a large projectile from a few thousand miles above the Earth. The "rods from god" idea was a bundle of telephone-pole sized (20 feet long, one foot in diameter) tungsten rods, dropped from orbit, reaching a speed of up to ten times the speed of sound.
The rod itself would penetrate hundreds of feet into the Earth, destroying any potential hardened bunkers or secret underground sites. More than that, when the rod hits, the explosion would be on par with the magnitude of a ground-penetrating nuclear weapon – but with no fallout.  It would take 15 minutes to destroy a target with such a weapon.

So Trump beware of those UFO's that your government has been hiding, they may just pop into the White House and kick your arse.  Or even better drop a rod on you there.

It is unfortunately inevitable that SDI will in a few years be operational and the USA, Russia, China and India will all have these weapons, scary thought eh?

Once again after 4 years of nothing interesting happening in the football world, the world cup returns.  I would not say I am a big fan of football but I do love the Euros and the World Cup, once again England's hopes for a miracle that we don't get kicked out in the first round are improved by a win in our first game, could it be that Southgate has worked out a magic formula for getting to the semi's?  Who knows but we played well on Monday evening even when the proverbial hit the fan when Tunisia scored making it 1-1,  however, the amazing Harry Kane came up with a great goal into extra time to give us the win, now, we should have been so far in front by half time that the Tunisians would have not come out for the second half, but once again our finishing let us down, Sterling and Lingard just don't have that final touch, however Kane is the new Lineker, and got us out of the shit with a typical poachers goal to save the day.  Rashford and Loftus-Cheek gave us the driving force we needed, in my opinion both theses players plus Dier and Rose should start the next match, Sterling, Henderson, Young and Maguire should be on the sidelines, this I feel would make a really good dynamic team. Trippier was without man on the match.

​Me Vs Ofcom, interesting battle, me in the blue cornerf asking what the hell is the delay in

Many years ago I was really into CB and became a qualified Ham Radio operator, I would spend hours fiddling with transceivers and the like, but what I was really good at was making antennas, at one point I had people from all over the country asking me to build them custom antennas, and I loved it.
I then moved from London into Hertfordshire and had my equipment in a box in the loft for years, I then decided to sell it all, BIG MISTAKE, anyway onto the present, I was searching through eBay looking for some components to make a power supply for my workshop when I came across a 5/8th antenna for free, yeah, that's correct for free, the only problem was it was in Ely, that's not a problem, however it was still attached to the ladies chimney, she wanted it gone so free to anyone who could recover it.

​That advert then got me thinking, should I buy a radio and have a go at the CB Ham world again, so I did a little research, I have found out that the bands i.e. AM and FM are now available to CBers and B licensed amateurs now have access to HF so effectively becoming A licensed, the difference before was A's had to pass a Morse Code test, so I never bothered with it and settled for a B, however I friend of mine on CB 'The Space Invader" and I would use morse over CB to learn and try out our morse, we would make sure no one else was using that frequency and away we would go, after a while we both became quite proficient in the keying of the code, in fact we were better than some A license holders but we never got around to doing the test, I believe Alan 'The Space Invader' did in fact take his test and was successful some years later.
SO, after a little more research I found the CB in the UK is almost dead,  which believe it or not is a good thing, less idiots playing music, and buggering about, that completely ruined it some some of the CBers I used to know.  Anyway, I have taken the plunge and purchased 2 transceivers, 1 CB and 1 10 meter band, a really good antenna and some other bits I need to set things up.

So, what am I expecting? I have to be honest and say I don't really know, for the money I have paid it's worth a try, it may light my fire for this interesting hobby again, at one point I talked to a guy in LA every morning on CB, quite an achievement, and that's what it was all about, experimentation, I got a lot from it, my maths became a hell of a lot better, I learnt to build a transceiver from scratch, very useful when electronic equipment fails I can now fix most things, and met a couple of people who are now very good friends, so after 30 years I will soon be back on the air waves, so to speak, question is do I use my Licensed call sign or my old CB handle, should be an interesting few weeks.

So 10:4 good buddies, see you on the flip side? 'What ever that means'.

So, over the next couple of weeks myself and my colleagues will be marking loads of papers and view lots of films handed in by our students, we have already started on the early entries, but, it does not look good at the moment, most of the students are struggling to even get a pass, at this time we have a 90% fail rate, why? I will tell you, because they are lazy little shits who have no problems with failing, when we talk to them its a case of 'Well, what do you want me to do'? I will tell you, 'DO SOME FUCKING WORK INSTEAD OF PISSING ABOUT WITH YOUR MATES, SMOKING AND DRINKING'.

We just cant get across to them that what they do now will effect them for the rest of their lives, but they don't give a shit, people ask me why I am thinking of leaving this college, it's simple, in my 30 years of working in education I have never met so many student with low grades from school, without Maths and English, and generally being complete numpties.

So, what can I do, nothing is the answer, I have tried being the good cop, the bad cop, the caring cop, mummy & Daddy cop, nothing works, so now I have lost the will to put effort into these little shits with no return.  Do I care, yes of course I do, i feel that O have failed in my job as their educator, but I can't do any more than I have already done.  I need to retire from this place, sit in my shed and enjoy what's left of my life.

​I feel my grumpiness returning, big time.