Tag: April 2005

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Back in September last year, you may recall us reporting that
Ryanair were proposing to make in-flight entertainment available on
its flights. Passengers were to be charged £5 ($9.48) to access
films, cartoons and tv shows on portable lap top type units.
Ryanair Chief Executive Michael O'Leary who said in September
the units would become “as common as the in-flight
magazine”. These have been on trial since November and are
about to be abandoned. “It was lack of demand. They decided
not to follow it any further,” a Ryanair spokeswoman said.
Ryanair said it had not lost any money on the system, which was on
trial in only five planes before making a significant investment.
The latest money making wheeze is to have in-flight gambling. Watch
this space!

News comes of Ryanair selling
a brand of water called Blue Rock water, which costs £1.85 for a
500 ml. Reports state that this special Ryanair water isn't
from a pure mountain stream or highland spring – it is just
carbonated tap water. To purchase the same water from Thames Water
i.e. turn on the tap costs 0.06p per litre. The only difference
between turning on the tap in any London home and Ryanair's
Blue Rock is that the sparkling version has been carbonated at a
water treatment works in Beckton, East London, before being bottled
and labelled. While the label does not claim to be genuine spring
water, neither does it make it clear that it is tap water. Britvic,
which 'makes' Blue Rock, made exclusively for Ryanair,
claimed the brand was about to be replaced by a new product called
Pennine Spring, sourced from a natural spring in Huddersfield.

Every September the annual Open House London event takes place and
this year the dates are 17th & 18th September 2005. Over 500
buildings are opening their doors to everyone and turning the
capital into a living architectural exhibition. And it's
absolutely free! Last year, the Beetle and Padmassana braved the
cold autumn air and set off to see if we could get to go inside the
famous Gherkin – the tall, glass clad bullet shaped building. It
could have been the early hour, or the lack of copious amounts of
coffee, but coffee, we could see the gherkin but could we find it?
It took an age to get there! By the time we got there, around 9.45am,
the queues were breathtakingly long, as Padmassana's photos show.

So, instead, we went to the Bank of England and we
joined a guided tour there. It was excellent! Believe it or not,
the site of the Bank of England, which has been located in
Threadneedle Street since 1734, covers a massive 3 ½ acres – who
would have thought it! We moved down a very majestic staircase
to some beautiful state rooms downstairs and through the
gardens and up again to the rooms that are used to hold meetings
with visiting officials to discuss monetary policy. The tour ended
in the Bank's museum which is fascinating and includes a gold
bullion bar, encased in bullet proof glass, of course, which
Padmassana had a go at lifting through the specially designed hole
for people to touch the bar. You can visit the museum any time and
it is free of charge. The museum is open Monday to Friday, 10.00 –
17.00, Christmas Eve, 10.00 – 13.00 but is closed at weekends and
on Public and Bank Holidays.

After the Bank of England tour, we visited one of the
livery companies near Smithfield market and after a fry up at the
Beetle's favourite 24/7 greasy spoon café, we headed up to St
Pancras and joined a tour run by Arups, the consulting engineers
responsible for building the new ST Pancras train staton which is
to be the new home of the Eurostar as well as a new and upgraded
train station for regional trains.

All photos are by Padmassana. We are looking forward to this
year's Open House and maybe this time we'll be better
organised to go and visit the Gherkin!

If you'd like more information about this years' event,
then take a look at the official website, which also runs other
architectural tours during the year: https://www.openhouselondon.org.uk/

Trade Aid is a UK based charity aimed at poverty alleviation in Southern Tanzania by creating educational and employment opportunities for the local community and assisting in the development of a sustainable tourist industry in Mikindani. As part of this, Trade Aid take on volunteers to work with the local community. Tim Crouch is one of these volunteers and her he writes about his experiences in the beautiful coastal town of Mikindani. For more information on the work that Trade carries out, see: http://www.tradeaiduk.org/

As the sun sets over Mikindani, the smoke sits in the valley and
the sounds rise; after another day in paradise I can't help
thinking about the overload heaped upon my senses whilst in
Tanzania. The sights can always be captured by camera and many of
the most delicious smells can be recreated in the kitchen buts
it's the sounds that make Mikindani so special and it's the
noises that will stick most in the mind. Words can only scratch the
surface of the overload Mikindani places upon the sense of hearing.

The day always starts early in Mikindani and with it so do the
sounds. At first light you hear the scraping, scratching noise of
women sweeping, invariably just out side your door, a sound that
rarely stops before it has accomplished its two aims of cleaning
the street and waking Mikindani's inhabitants. Only after this
sweeping has woken them up, do the cockerels start to crow. Being
in Mikindani, you are never far away from some livestock, be it
cows, goats or chicken and so you never feel far away from the
farmyard. There is a theory circulating Trade Aid in Tanzania that
animals in Tanzania are bred not for their meat (there can be none
more gristly on earth) but for their capacity to break eardrums.

The first real human voices come following the early morning school
bell, a rock hit against the redundant rim of an old car wheel
signifies the children's long and noisy walk up the hill to
school. During the day office work is accompanied by the dulcet
tones of the women next door calling their various kids for various
reasons from various corners of Mikindani. When the children finish
school in the afternoon, again accompanied by a ring of the school
“bell”, the noise starts off as a distant cheer and
culminates in a crescendo of young voices shouting their delight at
returning home after a hard day in the classroom. This shouting
just puts them in the mood for some more shouting when the games
start during the afternoon, a din that doesn't stop until early
evening when again the various mamas call their various offspring
this time purely for the reason of feeding time.

As you walk out to the road you are hit by the same diesel fumes
encountered the world over but the amount of noise produced by such
a tiny volume of traffic is a phenomenon unique to East Africa. The
combination of decrepit engines and wildly elaborate horns produces
a sound that will eclipse anything produced in a New York traffic
jam.

As we sit down to dinner the call to prayer from the mosque chimes
in for the fourth and therefore penultimate time that day. After
dinner we walk down the hill with the food for the dog, the fourth
resident of the Trade Aid house to the sound of his whimpering at
the smell of the leftovers we are carrying. Just as we lay in bed
trying to get to sleep the women of Mikindani have one last blast
this time to round up the men of the town before allowing all of us
to slip off until the next day when the sensory overload will start
all over again. I for one will miss it like crazy.