Would you be offended if I said "YOU WERE ONLY SUPPOSED TO BLOW THE BLOODY DOORS OFF"?

Three hours ago (1:07 AM) a car skidded to a halt in the front garden. It wasn't mine, it wasn't my parents and it certainly wasn't belonging to my brother.

By process of elimination the car wasn't ours.

My next guess was that it didn't belong to the three who were now climbing out of the car and jovially running as fast as they could away from what was now a crime scene.

I immediately ran through to my parents to tell them, but they were very much aware of the situation. My mum was at the window screaming at them to come back, but they either didn't hear or decided not to - because they didn't return.
I went outside to have a look at the scene. The car has skidded across the garden after having squeezed throught the most amazingly tight spot between a tree and a bollard and slammed up against our car and finally stopped parallel to it. This being the point where I was now at the window watching them get out and leg it out of my field of view.

I come into the house again after a few minutes, my mum is phoning the police. My first thought now was to somehow pursue them, but it took too long to change into something more appropriate for the cold and I didn't have a phone in which to contact the police if/when I did catch up so that plan was scuppered.

I went back out and had a look again there was a small crowd consisting of two neighbors one of which was walking his dog. Then the police turned up and did some police things, after which we went inside and statements were taken.
Its this point that I realize that I'm not shivering due to the cold but because of shock and I got ever so slightly light headed but managed to stay standing without any bother...

I made tea and the police sat outside waiting for a tow truck to arrive and remove the superfluous car from our front garden. I pottered about being useful for a bit.

The truck turned up and anyone who managed to sleep through the whole ordeal must have been awoken by the lights and noise of it by now. The truck pulled the car and much of the garden which was now firmly affixed to it and left a dirty leafy trail behind it.

After that there wasn't much to do, so I wandered out and collected up the worst of the debris taking the smashed registration as a sort of souvenir. I wandered along the road the car had to have come along. The trail was faintly marked out in the nights frost. The car had clearly come, at speed, up the road, round the corner and hitting a speed bump they swerved to avoid a van parked at the other side of the road. How they didn't hit the bollard or the tree and get themselves killed is a mystery, but I personally would have preferred them to hit something leaving at least one of them injured just enough for them to be unable to escape.


This whole thing just proves my thought that the crime is getting worse again, I didn't want proof literally parked right in front of me though!


Oh, and the title come from a comment one of my brothers friends put on facebook shortly after he mentioned the car crashing into the garden

EHBS

EHBS stands for Edinburgh Hospital Broadcasting Service. Its where I was visiting on Monday evening. I gave a hand with finding the records from the shelves then sat through a request show...

The night was very interesting and chatting to the presenter of that nights show I discovered that he used to teach at Stevenson College where I study now! He left about 12 years ago which would put me in Primary 3 at that time!! Talking to him I learned almost as much about Stevenson as I did about the radio service; for instance the community radio project that had been running through the college rumor mill was being discussed 12 years ago... Better not get my hopes up then!

I even got to appear as a guest star and choose the letter for the quiz segment, a guess the TV theme tune sort of thing. So I chose M but only got 2 out of 5 (Monty Python and Mission Impossible) I did better with P afterward, getting 3 out of 5 (Panorama, The Prisoner and The Professionals) and was quite chuffed with myself*.

Red Dot Radio (run by the EHBS) in itself is a great place and I'd love to give you actual information about them but I fear it wouldn't be as interesting as actually reading it off their site so here you go:

http://www.reddotradio.co.uk/

I'll be going back next week to take the requests from the patients before the show, so that should be interesting too!

So until next time, goodbye!

*I SHOULD have got The Persuaders too

Coppers

I'm making a film, a proper feature length film! The original plan between the group of ours was to maybe think of a few 5 minute sketches but that went out the window pretty quickly.
We came up with a sort of 70s style cop film where a cop gets killed and his partner has to race to find his killer - I don't want to give the whole plot away right now.

We're still ironing out the bumps in the plot but we should be heading into scripting next Sunday or the one after...

I'll be updating this blog with the goings on of our production, but for more frequent (no guarantees there) updates you'd best bookmark this --> http://elephantsinhats.blogspot.com/

By the way "Elephants in Hats" is the name of out group - don't ask me why, I wasn't at that meeting

Halloween Rant

Its that time of the year where the beggars, err I mean kids, come out and ask/demand that you give them something on the very thin premise that I must do so because its Halloween. I remember way back in my day when you had to dress up and do a little routine to earn any sweets that you might get.
Not any more it seems, kids nowadays bang on your door just tell you to give them something without even doing so much as dressing up slightly. And whats more they even have the nerve to ask for money. Money!! When did that start happening and why?
Thats not all either; they'll egg your house if you don't pay up. Its like an annually enforced protection racket legalized by the concept of Halloween; well I say legalized, its more that the police are over stretched dealing with bricks through windows ( a popular replacement for the classic egg in the rougher areas) that they'll never get to your egging in time, let alone catch the kid who'll be long gone by then.

Sometimes it amazes me how much the world has changed since I was a kid; which wasn't actually that long ago...

Strange Circumstances + Bloody Eyes

Today I came across a very unusual situation; I couldn't afford to go to work.

To be honest, I couldn't afford to even buy lunch or take the bus all week, resulting in more physical exercise than my oh so lazy self is used to on far less food than I'm used to. Its been a good thing as the food I do take with me is actually a bazillion times better than the slop the serve out at the burger van (which is a hundred times better than the stuff in the college canteen) and I'm getting some proper exercise.
But I digress, I cant afford to go to work (something I haven't been able to go to recently after burning my hand (I'm digressing again)). It made me wonder how many people cant afford to go to work; it seems almost ridiculous. But it must happen, it actually made me think of the phrase "You have to spend money to make money" which is surprisingly true in almost every case imaginable.
I actually had a look about Google on the subject and came across an article about a woman who was on income support and going to work would actually reduce their income. This world seems so flawed and stupid sometimes.
I've actually lost my train of thought, well I say lost it derailed and went crashing off a bridge , I thought I had something to write about but apparently it seems to not want to be written about.

I'll just talk about other stuff...

Recently I redid my Standard First Aid certificate after not doing an annual assessment, which was actually pretty good because its easy to forget how to treat some things because all you ever do is dispense sticky plasters*. Anyway I was talking to Dan, one of the trainers, who, two years ago, subjected me to the situation of a guy having been stabbed in the eye as part of the assessments. Well, apparently he managed to make the injury look so realistic that one of the prospective first aiders doing the assessment ended up needing first aid as they had suddenly developed a nasty case of shock. It didn't surprise me in the least, I was actually one of the guinea pigs when they came up with the scenario in the first place and it made me feel a little ill! Naturally the managers decided that it wasn't a good idea to let him (or anyone else for that matter) use that scenario to assess people any more.

Anyways, I got my new certificate so I'll be able to do some duties again, I think I needed a break from it all after T in the Park so it all seemed to work out in the end.


*While being careful to make them put it on to avoid paperwork, might I add

That post that I had promised previously...

Well its settled down now, the college is easy enough despite some seemingly random and pointless things that I'll probably only come to appreciate in around 10 years time from now (if at all) and the overlap in some of the classes...
The training was pretty good, some of it was interesting anyway but either way I got paid for it so I'm not complaining. My back pain even stopped after the manual handling course, so it cant all be health and safety nonsense.

Last saturday Tim had a birthday party and I did for a change actually bring a present; a coloring in book and some coloring pencils because he started art college. We ended up singing along to Dave's guitar at 1 in the morning or something (best thing to do at that time in my opinion). After which when everyone left I slept in the back room instead of bothering with the 15 minute walk home. Some time after that I started shivering in the most violent fashion I have ever shivered so crawled into the hall and fell asleep beside a radiator hoping it would switch on. Luckily for me it did meaning I awoke with the best feeling in the world, under a coat which wasn't even mine basking in the warmth of the radiator.


All this warm fuzzy goodness leaves me in a generally happy mood these days which certainly beats the downbeat depressive days of the past year.

Piled on

A really short one for the now as I'm very, very tired.

This week I have started my college course at Stevenson. I have to wake up at around 6:30am which is incredibly hard for me as for the pasy year the average time I've woken up at is about 4pm. Luckily I've been getting up and its getting easier (though not by much). I start my new job next week too, training all next week (and an even earlier start due to longer travel time)...

Talk about having to hit the ground running...

More some time later, I really need sleep now