[ox-en] the Meteors V2
- From: Adam Moran <random atomism.org.uk>
- Date: Fri, 12 Mar 2004 22:37:52 +0000
I didn't mean to make my subscription such a public announcement ...
though I know no one will believe that for one second ... however it is
Accidence and Essence is the way of unfolding. Niall puts it some where
in-list, I think, about the necessity of chaos for evolving any system.
Genetics is the same ... accidence and essence.
Why I went off-list was to try and recuperate ... but folk just won't
let me alone ... now I'm being copied in to numerous discussions and I
do *do* other stuff aswell you know. (grin)
My mam knitted me a Jumper called the *Meteors* ... twice actually ...
I'm wearing V2 at the moment, and there are holes at the elbows.
Why I'm telling you this is because I was out at a party a few nights
ago, and I told just about every one there a story concerning V1 of my
Jumper. I left the story hanging and told folk just to type my name in
google and the *Meteors* and I'll finish the story off in-list.
Here's the story I told for the party:
We built a tram system in Sheffield during the 1990s. The council
recruited loads of new engineers as all the services needed to be
diverted from under the new tram tracks. Electricity, Gas, Cables,
Super-heated water pipes that we run from our recycling plant ... just
endless amounts of stuff that needed adjusting and moving out of the
way. I got press-ganged into diverting the sewers in the city centre ...
Phase 3 :(
You would not believe this job; 16 traffic diversions in less than a
km^2 and 8 independent contractors who were all argy-bargying us for
space to do there own stuff ... trying to sneak their empty ducts into
the precious ground below :(
Fortunately most of our work was just re-inforcing older infrastructure.
Beefing up the structures with reinforced concrete. There was a few new
drives and some abandonment work ... but the bulk of the work was moving
the man-holes out of the way and in to the side streets; still, it was
difficult to keep things moving ...
This is where the V1 Jumper comes in. We had built one man-hole outside
the shop where my mam had bought the wool. "Artisan" is the name of the
shop. The women-proprietor had recognised the Jumper from her design
books and deduced that my mam must have knitted it; the wool is of a
particular type : Donegal Tweed.
The women-proprietor phoned my mam whilst I was down the hole and she
informed my mam just where I had taken the Jumper. When I got back out,
she called me over to the shop and handed the phone to me. I spent the
next 50 minutes explaining myself to my mam. (laugh)
Lots of comical things happened on this site; I got a parking ticket,
for instance, when my car was on a double yellow line; the lines hadn't
been there before I had parked and instructed the painting (grin). The
lads had distracted me by testing out my maths on their accumulating bet
... the rotten scamps. (grin)
The job took 36 weeks and most of my time was just spent fire-fighting
and keeping things going.
Anyway we got on with the job just like all our other engineers were
doing / had done with the other 9 phases. And we also continued the
major tunneling infrastructure which we had been building around the
clock since the 1970s.
Loads of new stuff to do and keep the city up and running at the same
Loads of stuff as well that could stop the work :(
Traffic mainly ... to keep things moving on the surface was difficult
with the many conflicting traffic diversions...
...and the constant argy-bargy for space below ground between the
services. It is very difficult to thread a 2500mm long, 1800mm diameter
concrete pipe between the service spaghetti. The men didn't hang about;
if not watched, they used to cut any empty ducts out of the way with
Stihl saws ... it used to really cause the alarms bells to ring back at
the office when I took up the Stihl saw and gave the men a hand. (lol)
But what can you do ? We took some flak from the service Chiefs but
those back at the office ... those who had site experience, gave us
support ... including our Chief.
Any way the point of this story ... for those people who are now reading
after meeting me at our party the other night is this:
The only thing that stopped work on phase 3 was my Jumper !
... and the point this story from the wider party now reading is this ...
If I can't tell you storys about V1 of my Jumper without feeling
spooked, then V2 of my Jumper ... which I ware as I type ... will stop
After all, the Jumper is existentially me !
Catch ya later ( big grin )
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