Thursday, 15 January 2015

Narrowboat moving service - narrowboatskipper.com

Don't you just love Narrow Boats, you can enjoy the wonderful English countryside at a relaxed pace. More and more people are buying and renovating boats to get into this Zen-like relaxed lifestyle. The source of many TV programs and documentaries. For just a weeks holiday or a renovation project worthy of selling the house and moving in.

But then you have to ship your treasure from a to b, that can be harder than you think! Dor someone who had never piloted a Narrowboat, this can be a risky venture, Fraught with unknown routes, permits and locks it is not for the faint hearted, remember a crew is at least two people working in synch to get the locks open and closed, watch our for oncoming traffic and to work out where the heck you are. Sat Nav isn't going to help you much on inland waterways.

So is there an easy solution? Of course there is, My friend Mike Banks has had a lifelong association with water and boats. The son of a keen sailor and boat builder, he had inland water in his veins and a 'Can do' attitude that has earned him a fantastic reputation for delivering not just Narrowboats, Widebeams and Cruisers the length and breadth of the UK, but for doing the stuff that people really struggle to get done by any means. 

Fed up with the 9-5 rat race on the outskirts of London, he sat in an office and pined for a career that would keep him grounded and in touch with real people, not Advertising fakes and board room meetings. He pined for the water and a slower more meaningful existence. 

A keen song writer and musician with his Rock Band - 'Sonic Gypsy', Mike performs at some of the more real and celebrated venues frequented by those with appreciation for only real grass roots music. But do not be fooled, behind the guitar, gravelly voice, long hair and sunglasses, this is am honest man of the world with a heart of gold.

With no agenda other than to make people happy and make an honest living, Mike an RYA qualified helmsman bought a 62ft Handcock and Lane Narrowboat. He lives aboard her and is a well known member of the boating community on the rivers Lee and Stort. His fast growing  business is built on his reputation. His reputation that is carved day in day out, all year round in weather conditions that would give most people nightmares. He combines old school values with a modern attitude for no limits delivery on time.

Have a look at his website narrowboatskipper.com and see what he can do for you, and tell him Ralph sent you!

Creative Writing, or not you decide

Words sentence sense make not poetry?


by Ralph Beardmore


(keep scrolling it's a long page)

I am an Eagle

I am an Eagle, soaring high in the clouds,
looking down on fields of crops, people like ants.
The sun beats down making my wings throb,
I can feel it warming my blood, doing me good,
Nothing can hurt me here, not feeling the pain.

A black spot grows in front of me,
I swerve to avoid it, over and over,
the blackness grows engulfing me, I'm falling!
Plummeting down to earth out of control,
I shout in fear, I don't want to go there again.

I sit up in bed gasping, shaking, what the heck?
Back to reality, not safe, cosseted by dreams.
Dread sets in, cold darkness of eternal winter.
My heart thumps with worry and stress,
what does the day hold, do I have to get up?

The door eases open, a cup of tea love?
I heard you shout, were you dreaming again?
She takes my hand and holds me to her body.
We'll get through this together, one step at a time,
Why don't you put your words, into song or a rhyme.

Paint a picture, talk to others, express yourself
Don't feel so guilty, you're allowed a good time!
We're all family here no one better or worse.
All stepping forwards, so slowly at first.
Now I'm an Eagle, soaring high in the clouds –

best of all I'm not dreaming any longer!



On The Street

See that guy sitting there on the edge of street
begging for spare change, something to eat
People shying away too embarrassed to look
Pretending that they really don't give a – damn

Its easy to judge, why would he let himself end up like that,
not looking shabby, maybe needing a bath, a change, a meal
He's more embarrassed than you are, remembers it well
He knows the reason that he sent himself to hell

The shouts and accusations, the things you can't take back
the months of anguish and silent moments you wish you knew
how it would end, before it was too late, no help offered
No advice given, till its too late, pack your bags mate

Situation untenable, home no longer yours, take off
where to go, how to cope, oh look it's snowing!
November not kind, will anyone care. How do I do this?
Live the next minute or hour, let alone a day

Not short of money, that's not the big issue, what you looking at
Too smartly dressed to sit in a doorway, nursing a holdall
Is he drunk or on drugs, been stealing or dealing
Now who's ashamed to look me in the eye comrade?

You can shelter tonight, have hot food sleep till morning
be out by eight, we can't be responsible for you here
Don't come back till eleven and don't be drunk or drugged
You're in the corner on the floor try not to get mugged

Hug myself to sleep in a daze, dream of warmth and comforts
so far away now, a woman to cuddle and share the thought
Need a shower, not today, you have to be booked in
Maybe Wednesday, or Thursday, if we can fit you in

Despair becomes normal, a state of mind frozen in
just like my bones, am I getting that old already
Think of others in far places, always one worse off than me
They cope with horrors while we fight about bills

Don't know about God or a guardian angel
my phone rings, got you a place, better than the street
Share with some others, a hostel, warm and safe
Get your head together, it all happens so fast

Many more steps, I had to take. Watched over somehow
People work to help me sort out my life, I'm helpless
Trust these strangers, mind your valuables, clean your plate
Don't get too cosy, its just for a while, always changing

Don't worry mate, it does get better, despite what you think
How would you know? Well that was me for a while
Have some change get some food and smile, because
There is a light at the end of the tunnel cos I found it....


Painting for you

I'm painting for you, I'm painting for me
I want to show you the things I can see
It's not about still life or nice scenery
these things I paint are descriptions of me

They're emotions and ideas, moods put in colour
could be music, concern, despair and love
Representations of things I can't find words for
cast in strokes and lines, their speed important

But they come from a place below the surface
a hidden language of things so personal
the past, my pain so many things I want to share
my visions of people, places, ideals, just because

I am testing myself with each brush stroke, each pen
the lines of form, the texture of feeling, emotional colour
I'm exposing a little of my soul for you to share
the beauty of nature of creation and people

Some of it is real but much is a dream, or a hope
I would like to come true, the images hang up
and take on their own life, beyond the strokes
to become more than the sum of their parts

You my friend become part of it too, for when
you say what you like, or could change or suggest
It molds what I do, leads me down new avenues
I have not travelled before, discovering adventures

I paint for the past and to create a future bold and new
the colours I choose pivotal to the trip
I want you to join me and paint with me too
we'll change the world and make people smile!




Poetry Reflected

Poetry does not have to rhyme
In fact mine doesn't most of the time
It's just some words that come out
I hope you don't scream and shout

It's not important if you agree or not
I'm not offended if you don't give attention
It's good for the soul to scrawl my thoughts
Puts life into perspective, takes care of it all

A smile a giggle, all the same to me
Passes some minutes, tells you about me
So what's the point of this spewing of mine
Not so much really, could you scribe such lines?

Enjoy the words, phrases, pace and inflection
Take part in my introspective, poetry-reflection
I'm not singing about Roses or romance
I don't want to break hearts or leap into dance

I want to share that prose is not dead yet
So long as there is passion and ideas in my head
I'm painting a picture just using words and letters
It's abstract and impressionist, but its not a best seller

It's simple, to the point, concise in it's mission
So please forgive me if you think there's an omission
It should stand by itself, no need to contribute more
Not very political, or controversial, that's for sure

Just harmless fun, maybe even an irritation
Bathe in my words, take some inspiration
Try to write something down, not try to make sense
Show it to my friends, they won't take offence

Construct a sentence, or two or four, then hit return
Soon you'll be flying to the end of the verse
Take random thoughts and ideas, mash them all together
The recipe for success is only to give it your best

Then you will see how much it fun can be
to share this moment and set yourself free
I could go on forever, now that I have started
but the chances are you will all have departed

Thanks for listening to my incessant ramblings
It's given me pleasure to make these happenings...
Time someone else, took over this mission
Enjoy your day and thank you for listening!


Sitting here

Sitting in a pub chewing Wi-Fi
Talking to a friend I'll never meet
Discussing local politics
Full of despair and deceit

Looking at a lady smiling at me
not the sort of smile I wanted
I crawl back into my head
it's safer in here I think

Have another drink my friend?
Might lessen the pain a little
Incessant football chanting
It's only a game my friend

The game isn't football really
It's life and all that's in it
A human factor, a tribe
why are we all so afraid?

Doom and gloom for breakfast
warm, dry and cozy but still lonely
Another day blooms pink and blue
think I'll go for a walk I smile

People shopping in a rush
kids screaming, I want that Mum
Too expensive, maybe later
Get in the car son, or we'll be late

I cross a road, is that symbolic?
out into fields, tall trees, flowers blooming
River runs relentless looking for the sea
birds call out, look at that guy down there...



Who am I ?

Don't care for hate or envy, they take my energy away,
Can't abide intolerance, I am sure that we are all equal.
Try not to hurt people or animals, I'll help when I can,
Ache to see you smile and succeed, so that I can smile too.

Listen to what you have to say, even when you scream or shout,
I am not immune to not being heard, and often misunderstood.
Don't care how you dress, how much money you have,
What music you listen to, or food you eat, how you express your faith.

A woman, a man, makes no odds both just as impressive,
They are equally capable of winning a hard challenge.
Whether I see you once a year or everyday you're still my friend,
Won't talk behind your back, or take your reputation for my own.

Learn from your mistakes, don't bring them along for the ride,
treat others well no matter what they've said and done.
Spread no nasty rumours, or talk behind others backs,
Protect each other or be prepared to pay a big price

Pray to stop wars, cure diseases, feed the world, stop poverty,
Home those on the streets, don't judge till you have tried that.
Lets all work together, give each one of us a chance to shine,
And teach and encourage them to be the best that they can be.

We are all one family, fragile and mortal at the end of the day,
Don't waste mother earth and the things that she gave away.
There is a thing we all need today, not an instant cure, but a hope,
If you can be who I am too, there's plenty for all, for I am love.



What a life

Mums with six kids fighting for attention,
people drinking lager on the street for breakfast
what you looking at, can you spare some change
I wish I could afford to drink, maybe next time

A girl on a bike, tweeting, drinking coffee as she rides
got a kid on the crossbar, last time she looked anyway.
Heroine addicts queuing up for their Methodone,
kill or cure, that's what the man said, both numb the pain

Got no food, too expensive, with mobile and Sky,
Want a holiday soon, is it too much to expect to fly?
Drive too fast not enough time, too much traffic for me
Have to work for the man, pay the mortgage you see

Don't want reality, I'll watch some TV instead,
try to get on X-Factor make a fortune from mugs
I'll be a big star, famous for nothing but being glossy
Be a Kardashian, marry some rapper, get a big house

Buy more cars, more jewellery, get my boobs done,
sell out to the press, get my fifteen minutes extended
End up in rehab, maybe write my biography while there
Who know I might live long enough, to make a change

See the values I must have missed the first time around
make some real friends, give something 'stead of asking
I could help someone when they hold out a hand
believe in something more solid than the pound

Not judge so fast, make less comparison, to imagine
that perfection is something you can order on Harley St
The best thing about myself is that I can change
what I believe in, see the world differently, I hope

It's all clearer now, without going to Specsavers
that the things I should value are called friends
Who cared even when I didn't listen to them speak
and welcome me back with smiles and hugs

What a life!

The Invisible Hero

I am the invisible hero, the one they cannot beat
Donning breeches and doublet we join forces
to stand as the kings cavaliers, we will drive
Bonnie Prince back to the Scots after just three hours

I am the invisible hero, the one kids avoid
skulking into mischief around the pool
they sink to the depths till they run out of breath
Then I dive in and bring them back from danger

I am the invisible hero, the one they did not need
they changed the rules, tried to make us look fools
Said they did not need me any longer, go home with no pay
That cut like a knife, not for them a reason for strife

I am the invisible hero, who helps others to draw
With charcoal and brown paper, feathers and leather
I show others how easy it is to create a scene
It's so peaceful to scribe and bring memories back to life

I am the invisible hero, who got dealt a bitter stroke
A surprise I'll tell you, slowed me down, made me weak
Took me on a journey, I did not want to complete
But I battled that monster, I won't accept his defeat

I am the invisible hero, I don't make much noise
Sat in the corner, talking to friends, sketching away
But when you need a friend to fight alongside
I'll spring straight into action and help to save the day

For my hero Dave Morley

Tada!




Truly Free to use Software for Windows Users

Its easy to find free software, too easy.  Most of it will have you reaching for IT support or your knowledgeable mates phone number due to the amount or Viruses and Spyware that will likely trash your PC or at least render it slow and unsafe to use. 

So I am making a stand
I have done professional IT support since 1990 and been an IT manager at three companies responsible for what people do with big companies computers.

Let me be clear
Professional paid for software will always be better featured and supported when you need to call someone at 3 am to meet that deadline for your company. How ever, for the rest of us who just use stuff now and then, we need affordable or free solution without a 28 day limit.
SO - I found some useful FREE Windows software that I can personally verify does NOT install spyware or anything nasty on your PC or tablet thingy, well it didn't on mine anyway and I have so much anti virus, security and anti spyware software it's like the early warning for WW3 when it finds it.
Most of the Software was tested on Windows Vista - Home Premium, Service Pack 1 and 2 installed and properly updated. It was installed in Jan 2015 so its not some creaky thing. But you may need to search for alternative downloads for Windows 8.
The Linux alternative
 I am also a big advocate of Mint Linux 17 Mate. If you have an old tired PC you may want to consider building a Linux Box as nearly all the software is free and is very well supported. If you are technical enough to install Linux you will have no difficulty finding the software to use on it.

THESE ARE ALL WINDOWS PACKAGES but many have linux/mac versions too

Great graphics/photo packages

https://inkscape.org/en/ vector based, I haven't used it yet but its clean install.

I found the other one I was looking for http://www.photoscape.org used to be a favourite Photo Editor of mine. It tries to install Google toolbar (harmless), but untick the box when the install starts, It is easy to remove the toolbar later if you need to. I prefer it to Nikon's own software. It's great for fixing photos and browsing them, You just use the program to browse into a folder then right click to edit - simple.

http://www.gimp.org/ the Gimp, bit of a pig to use but very well featured if you can get through the weird interface

http://www.artweaver.de/en I like this because its work similar to Photoshop and Paintshop Pro (which is so my favourite that I bought it, but I installed it more than 3 times and it's locked me out). OK its basic, but there is a pro version and its nice to use, just watch for the "apply changes" appearing unseen at the top of the screen and locking everything till you lick it or cancel it.
Office Suites/Software

MS publisher alternative http://www.scribus.net bit weird at first but seems to be ok.
LibreOffice http://www.libreoffice.org/ its great I use it all the time.

 
Totally Free Web Hosting

Ok I have not yet figured out what the catch is but I am hosting an Test Page on http://www.myasp.net/ and it seems fine.I'll post if anything changes.


Almost Free Web Hosting

Decent web-hosting is never going to be free I recommend these guys, they are UK based in Bristol http://www.winserve.co.uk/. Their customer service seems prompt and efficient even on a weekend which suit my weird way of working. They'll host from £32.29 a year or £2.99 a month and you get a free UK domain. They support ASP.net and MS Sql and My Sql, that makes me very happy and they do not seem to use some weird web.config that ties you up.