So, today was my very first day of Uni and I'm proud to say that I'm so glad to be back at my old college studying again. It was very clear to me last year that I missed the whole studying environment and I'm so happy to be back with one that I am comfortable with. My first lecture today was in Recording Studio 3 (RS3). To start off with, none of us knew where we were actually meant to be because the name of the room was different to what it was actually named on the door but, we all got there somehow. I asked Any Peet which one it was as he was in the Technicians Office at the time. I did originally think it was the one upstairs but, it turns out it was the one down the hallway which I was familiar with because I had perviously had lessons with Selwyn Chambers in there before, at least three years ago.
There were only half of the people on my course present for the first lesson as the lesson was divided into two groups. One for one day, one for another. We were meant to have Rob teaching us (who I know, but I've not properly met yet) but, he was off sick. Apparently there's a bug going around the college so, Andy Oakley filled in for him which I personally think was a bonus. Even though he says he's more familiar with ProTools, he's being doing this for around 20 years so he was definitely the best to have to give us all an introduction to Recording and Logic. I'm quite at ease now when it comes to using Mac systems since I've owned one myself for about two years now. I did feel like I had an advantage with using GarageBand as I noticed a lot of similarities between what I'm used to and Logic, which is why I probably got on with it so well. The main difference is that Logic allows you to do so much more with the arranging of the mix, it is unbelievable. Andy shown us all from the basics to help us import some stems that Rob had prepared for us and then went on to show us how to use corrective EQ starting with the drums and the bass and then allowed us to play around with those at our own Mac workstation. He then went on to show us the most desirable way to use corrective EQ on the guitar, mixing that with the bass and then went on to the vocals. When he was showing us how to do it his talks were very in depth and lasted around half an hour each. I decided to record all of the lectures today so I can just listen back to them as a reference or reminder when ever I like. Once he had finished talking he let us have a go at correcting the EQ for the other tracks he had just shown us and then after a while started to go around everyone individually to see how they was getting on. I feel like I may have impressed him a little. I'm not sure what he was expecting from me either though as I'm a bit of a newbie techie in his mind still. I didn't think I did too bad anyways. I tried to stick with what he was guiding us through but, also played about with it too. I think his ears are too good to not notice though but, he did say I was on the right path with it all.
The first lesson ran over by a couple of minutes just so that Andy could get around everyone and just a last minute general chat where nobody seemed to want to leave even though there was another class due in the room soon and we had to get on with our lunch break.
After Lunch, it was time for a couple of sessions with Matt Horobin. Our first session was of the music industry where Matt mostly spoke about his experience to give us an insight of his experience and how he landed a lecturing job. His talk went on for most of the session and then he decided that we should do a bit of an ice breaker activity. He handed out to everyone a single sheet of paper with three divisions and room to write your preferred name. The task was to draw objects that reflect the answer to the task on each division. The tasks were only simple such as, "An artist/band that has inspired you.", "Draw your main creative skill." and "draw another hobby/interest that's not music related."
We was given about ten minuets to draw our responses and then we had to go around swapping chairs in a cyclic manner to get around half of the group. Obviously, there were some that I didn't get to talk with because they were also circling around, but I got to chat with everyone that remained seated. The idea was that you were meant to guess what each others images represented. Two of mine were easier than my first. For the artist that inspired me I drew a grenade shaped like a heart to represent Green Day's American Idiot. Not many people got the reference straight away but everyone knew what it was once I told them when they had given up.
Our last lesson ended up sort of split into two. Creative music technology. Matt was our lecturer again and he was basically giving us a visual tour through a powerpoint presentation of all the cool gear we get to work with during the course. I did try to note down all of the different pieces of equipment just so that I could research them at the later date. We had problems finding a room to use at the start as the room that we were timetabled to be in, the same room as before had been double booked so we ended up in the big mac suite that used to be the pc suite. A more familiar place for me. We were in there for about half an hour before we got interrupted by Kirsty's class that was scheduled for that room. It was actually quite funny, but, then we had to find another room.
We ended up in "The Venue", formerly the Recital Room. Edgy. Matt continued his lecture about the equipment and then after he had finished Andy Oakley took over for a health and safety talk. I did feel a bit much, but then it was still quite an insightful reminder to protect our hearing. I remember having a similar talk when I first started 6 years ago, but with lesser content just because some of it wasn't really relevant I guess. Things were more emphasised this time around and there were a lot more cheesy jokes. An example would be when Andy was talking about people coiling away the multicore cable (big massive chunky cable with a stage box attached, usually called "the snake" in America) that when they learn to do it perfectly they tend to get the nick name of "the snake charmer" and he wants to get an oboe out and play while they do it.
When the talk was over, Andy was giving us a bit of a tour. I knew my way around mostly and all I wanted to know was where the HE Common Room was which I later found out was literally just behind the music corridor where the old keyboard practice room was. I do wonder where they put all of those keyboards, if they decide to sell them I do want one for sure. They seem to be selling a lot of things at the moment. Andy took the rest of the new students on a more in depth tour around the music department, Matt had already given a tour of the library upstairs in the break between the last two lessons. I needed to wait for Andy to come back to ask him about booking practice rooms for drumming so I waited it the circle area. I didn't need to wait two long until he came back out of the music area with a few other students, when they dispersed I decided to ask him. I managed to get a room booked for the Thursday the same week, I wanted the very same night too but the other younger technician Andy hadn't received my email so that was a no go. I was a good job I double checked or I probably wouldn't have been able to practice on the Thursday either.
Overall, my first day went a lot better than expected. I wasn't quite sure what I was expecting at the same time but, it definitely surpassed it. I felt like I had learnt something by the end of the day, especially with Andy leading our first recording session, I felt a lot more comfortable that I feel I would have with Rob as I don't know him yet and I'm just awkward most of the time. There wasn't a lot of work to do on the first day just sort of introductions to the kit we will be using and it all made me rather excited about everything now that everything looked a lot more promising and I had realised that I was quite comfortable with the course content. I think I'm only really worried about working with more of the hardware, synths should be ok, but I'm not too sure about everything else yet. If this is my only worry though, I think I'm in narrowly in the green. I'm sure not everyone on my course has used all of this technology I just imagine that some may have more experience than others and hopefully I can learn from them and vice versa for other things. My group are rather nice, I don't think there are any issues so far with just simply getting along with people and working with others. I'm glad we don't seem to have anyone that just messes about either, that was one of my worries, but everyone seems quite focused and that relaxes me. Everyone is there to learn. I love it.
Tuesday, 11 October 2016
Wednesday, 5 October 2016
Enrolment
Enrolment was an interesting day and most certainly a lot more stressful than I anticipated. At the start of enrolment, all of the HE Students met up at The Broadway Cinema and I was directed into the cafe area to wait for everything to start. It was already rather busy when I arrived at about a quarter past nine and it was nice to see that I wasn't the only one that was early although because I wasn't exactly first, this meant that I had to join with a table of other student which admittedly put me straight out of my comfort zone.
I tried to remain confident as I could see clearly that we all had our differences, eventually the guy sat opposite me started to generate conversation after most of us had a brief look at the handouts that had been given to us. His name was Matt and he made himself clear that he was the party type and that had already dived head first into the freshers experience the night before. We went around the table introducing ourselves. There was only one name that I struggled to remember and that belonged to girl that sat just two chairs to the left of me. It began with 'V', maybe it was just too early for long names. In our talks I discovered that she had originally studied Law but, dropped out of the course to now study something else (I can't remember what exactly, possibly Business). Going around our table there was a skinny tanned guy with dark hair who I assumed was Korean, his name was Dennis and that amused me too much because I really wasn't expecting that at all but, I managed to contain myself. I can't remember what he was there to study. Next to Dennis there was an Indian chap named Mohammed who was rather quiet compared to the other three and seemed quite shy. More students kept appearing as the starting time approached. Mid conversation, a guy asked to join our table. We could exactly say no so of course he joined. I didn't catch his name but, Matt had worked out that they were both on the same course so he had found himself a friend already.
At about 9:45 a member of NCN's staff invited us up the the cinema area that had been booked for us all. This was where I broke off from my table group, not intentionally but I couldn't help it with the flood of students trying to escape the cafe and climb up the stairs. I was surprised by how large the theatre was, I had never been to The Broadway Cinema before and I can now say that it is very impressive and unsuspectedly large. I sort of ended up sitting on my own. I wasn't really sat with anyone that I knew, as I still didn't know anyone at all apart from the small mixed group I had just briefly met downstairs but I had no idea where they had got to. I knew they were in the room somewhere, I just didn't know where. We had to wait until just past 10 o'clock to allow room for people that might be running late, which I found amusing. The talk, not so much. Once started, there were various "guest" speakers, most of which belonged to the college if not directly, in some way or another. There were representatives from the council talking about how great the city is and how it really is the place to be. It was all very inspiring to be reminded about it all but at the same time when you're familiar with the city, like myself it just seems like a waste of time. Then there was the talk about finance. Anyone that needs a talk about student finance on the day of enrolment must need shooting, I mean if you haven't got it ready by now what are you playing at.
Eventually after a painful hour, the talk ended and we were all split off into groups divided by what we had chosen to study. There was only one music group so naturally I followed with them. With there being only one music group I was certain that this was my group but, I started to get confused with how few people there were. There was no more that 13 students including myself. It took us a while to figure out where we were meant to be going with Matt Horobin but, after about fifteen minuets of trying to navigate the in's and out's of the NCN Adams building, we got there. We ended up in a small classroom on D Floor, not far from the library, where Matt sat us all down to talk us all through the course. Matt handed out a copy of the course hand book to everyone. This was the point where alarm bells started ringing, in my head obviously. The title of the hand book was "Course Handbook 2016-17 HND Creative Music Technology YEAR 1" which coincidently was not what I was expecting to read. Matt started to explain the content and read though the handbook with us. I think we got over half way through, just after the module overview and the course calendar when Matt asked, "Any questions?". Although it wasn't exactly a question this is when I raised my hand rather awkwardly and said as a reply, "I think I'm in the wrong group." Matt seemed to understand instantly what had happened but just said to me for the time, "I'll have to have a talk with you after."
At this point I was confused and I was also preparing myself for the worst. I was almost in tears in the classroom, I was trying so hard to keep myself together. I pulled out a bottle of water from my bag and used that to try and cool off the stress that was building. What the hell was happening? I mean, I had already worked it out in my head. Why wouldn't he just send me elsewhere to my correct group? Why? My course had been canceled. I didn't find out officially until after Matt had finished his talk with us and instructed us to go down for enrolment in the University Centre. When the others from my group where being told about the process, Matt took my to one side to talk about what had happened. I couldn't hold the tears any longer and ended up crying in front of him, but what I liked about this situation is that Matt didn't just say, "Sorry, that was it." He supported me through working out with me whether or not his course would still be suitable for myself which I really appreciated. We talked about it together for a good ten minutes or so, I don't know I wasn't really counting but it felt like a while, mostly going over the modules and seeing if there was a way to include what I really wanted to do which was performance. His course has some performance elements, not very many but he said there may be ways around some of the work as long as I'm still meeting the criteria. I didn't stop crying, I started to settle but the rest of my group had now moved over to sit just behind us and the slightest wrong thought about the situation was making me upset still.
I did chose to still do Matt's course. I think it will be one hell of a learning curve but, it might also be the push that I needed. I did think about studying music tech but, now maybe I have the best of both worlds to some extent. I have since put a complaint in about the lack of communication about my course being canceled but I've still not heard anything back but I know that I did get the message through to the head of Media, Philip Coates. It is less than a week now till I start my course and I'm becoming more and more excited now I've worked off this fear a little. The fear being, not being on the right course for myself. I do feel like I'm going to learn a lot more on this course than the one I originally applied for. It is going to be difficult, but who said University was easy?
I currently have a practice room booked for tomorrow to get me some practice time on the drums. I do feel like this course had opened up new opportunities for me despite what was bad news because I'm going to be working with both of Andy Scoffin's level 3 students rather soon (and I'm going to be paid in chocolate for playing drums!). Drumming is almost completely new to me so I'm hoping that I can pick it up rather quick. I told Andy I should be alright after a month, lets just hope so!
To finish this blog post I will leave some links to my recent vlogs. I'm very certain that I'm going to continue doing them and I have uploaded four so far. They are intended to be more like bookmarks for me so I can see far how I've come so I'm not always going to share them but they will remain public. I might disable comments eventually though if I have any problems.
26/09/16
01/10/16
03/10/16
Just click on the date to view the video on YouTube and don't forget to subscribe to my channel!
I tried to remain confident as I could see clearly that we all had our differences, eventually the guy sat opposite me started to generate conversation after most of us had a brief look at the handouts that had been given to us. His name was Matt and he made himself clear that he was the party type and that had already dived head first into the freshers experience the night before. We went around the table introducing ourselves. There was only one name that I struggled to remember and that belonged to girl that sat just two chairs to the left of me. It began with 'V', maybe it was just too early for long names. In our talks I discovered that she had originally studied Law but, dropped out of the course to now study something else (I can't remember what exactly, possibly Business). Going around our table there was a skinny tanned guy with dark hair who I assumed was Korean, his name was Dennis and that amused me too much because I really wasn't expecting that at all but, I managed to contain myself. I can't remember what he was there to study. Next to Dennis there was an Indian chap named Mohammed who was rather quiet compared to the other three and seemed quite shy. More students kept appearing as the starting time approached. Mid conversation, a guy asked to join our table. We could exactly say no so of course he joined. I didn't catch his name but, Matt had worked out that they were both on the same course so he had found himself a friend already.
At about 9:45 a member of NCN's staff invited us up the the cinema area that had been booked for us all. This was where I broke off from my table group, not intentionally but I couldn't help it with the flood of students trying to escape the cafe and climb up the stairs. I was surprised by how large the theatre was, I had never been to The Broadway Cinema before and I can now say that it is very impressive and unsuspectedly large. I sort of ended up sitting on my own. I wasn't really sat with anyone that I knew, as I still didn't know anyone at all apart from the small mixed group I had just briefly met downstairs but I had no idea where they had got to. I knew they were in the room somewhere, I just didn't know where. We had to wait until just past 10 o'clock to allow room for people that might be running late, which I found amusing. The talk, not so much. Once started, there were various "guest" speakers, most of which belonged to the college if not directly, in some way or another. There were representatives from the council talking about how great the city is and how it really is the place to be. It was all very inspiring to be reminded about it all but at the same time when you're familiar with the city, like myself it just seems like a waste of time. Then there was the talk about finance. Anyone that needs a talk about student finance on the day of enrolment must need shooting, I mean if you haven't got it ready by now what are you playing at.
Eventually after a painful hour, the talk ended and we were all split off into groups divided by what we had chosen to study. There was only one music group so naturally I followed with them. With there being only one music group I was certain that this was my group but, I started to get confused with how few people there were. There was no more that 13 students including myself. It took us a while to figure out where we were meant to be going with Matt Horobin but, after about fifteen minuets of trying to navigate the in's and out's of the NCN Adams building, we got there. We ended up in a small classroom on D Floor, not far from the library, where Matt sat us all down to talk us all through the course. Matt handed out a copy of the course hand book to everyone. This was the point where alarm bells started ringing, in my head obviously. The title of the hand book was "Course Handbook 2016-17 HND Creative Music Technology YEAR 1" which coincidently was not what I was expecting to read. Matt started to explain the content and read though the handbook with us. I think we got over half way through, just after the module overview and the course calendar when Matt asked, "Any questions?". Although it wasn't exactly a question this is when I raised my hand rather awkwardly and said as a reply, "I think I'm in the wrong group." Matt seemed to understand instantly what had happened but just said to me for the time, "I'll have to have a talk with you after."
At this point I was confused and I was also preparing myself for the worst. I was almost in tears in the classroom, I was trying so hard to keep myself together. I pulled out a bottle of water from my bag and used that to try and cool off the stress that was building. What the hell was happening? I mean, I had already worked it out in my head. Why wouldn't he just send me elsewhere to my correct group? Why? My course had been canceled. I didn't find out officially until after Matt had finished his talk with us and instructed us to go down for enrolment in the University Centre. When the others from my group where being told about the process, Matt took my to one side to talk about what had happened. I couldn't hold the tears any longer and ended up crying in front of him, but what I liked about this situation is that Matt didn't just say, "Sorry, that was it." He supported me through working out with me whether or not his course would still be suitable for myself which I really appreciated. We talked about it together for a good ten minutes or so, I don't know I wasn't really counting but it felt like a while, mostly going over the modules and seeing if there was a way to include what I really wanted to do which was performance. His course has some performance elements, not very many but he said there may be ways around some of the work as long as I'm still meeting the criteria. I didn't stop crying, I started to settle but the rest of my group had now moved over to sit just behind us and the slightest wrong thought about the situation was making me upset still.
I did chose to still do Matt's course. I think it will be one hell of a learning curve but, it might also be the push that I needed. I did think about studying music tech but, now maybe I have the best of both worlds to some extent. I have since put a complaint in about the lack of communication about my course being canceled but I've still not heard anything back but I know that I did get the message through to the head of Media, Philip Coates. It is less than a week now till I start my course and I'm becoming more and more excited now I've worked off this fear a little. The fear being, not being on the right course for myself. I do feel like I'm going to learn a lot more on this course than the one I originally applied for. It is going to be difficult, but who said University was easy?
I currently have a practice room booked for tomorrow to get me some practice time on the drums. I do feel like this course had opened up new opportunities for me despite what was bad news because I'm going to be working with both of Andy Scoffin's level 3 students rather soon (and I'm going to be paid in chocolate for playing drums!). Drumming is almost completely new to me so I'm hoping that I can pick it up rather quick. I told Andy I should be alright after a month, lets just hope so!
To finish this blog post I will leave some links to my recent vlogs. I'm very certain that I'm going to continue doing them and I have uploaded four so far. They are intended to be more like bookmarks for me so I can see far how I've come so I'm not always going to share them but they will remain public. I might disable comments eventually though if I have any problems.
26/09/16
01/10/16
03/10/16
Just click on the date to view the video on YouTube and don't forget to subscribe to my channel!
Sunday, 25 September 2016
A Series of Vlogs
Tomorrow is the big day when I finally enrol for my course so I have decided that I'm going to start making Vlogs because University is certainly a one of thing for a couple of years and its going to take a big chunk up of my lifetime. I started recording some yesterday and I hope to continue to do at least a couple of times a week but, I feel like that might not always be possible when my workload increases with all of the coursework and practice.
This is just a short update about that plan really, I will insert a link to my first Vlog once it is uploaded to YouTube. All of my Vlogs will be on my second channel which only exists because I have a google account.
First Vlog: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7thClW3zxzU
Vlog Channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC391tScGRQc7HKYFRAZ9pVQ
This is just a short update about that plan really, I will insert a link to my first Vlog once it is uploaded to YouTube. All of my Vlogs will be on my second channel which only exists because I have a google account.
First Vlog: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7thClW3zxzU
Vlog Channel: https://www.youtube.com/channel/UC391tScGRQc7HKYFRAZ9pVQ
Monday, 12 September 2016
Beer and the South Coast
This time last week was holiday week. Time for a nice break before starting a new chapter, quite skilfully placed a couple of weeks before starting University. This could take a while to get through as it was literally a week and I do want to write about as much as I can remember for each day because this was my first experience down the south coast of the UK. Normally, when I holiday with my family we tend to go to places such as Skegness for the day, Mabletherpe or Bridlington but not this time and I think that was a good choice.
We arrived at Beer Head Caravan Park on Saturday 3rd September around 12 midday. We knew that they we're running a little late with sorting out the static we would be staying in due to a cleaner being off so we had to wait a while to collect the keys. We parked up on site and walked down towards the village of Beer. The route down was a rather steep hill, thankfully we were walking down it to get there. The village isn't very big but, was very cute and tidy. Most of the buildings were beautifully old and very quite impressive. There is a steam that runs through the main street leading onto the road to the beach and the whole place was just very pretty. We wandered around the few shops for a couple of hours and onto the beach and then around half past two we were heading back up to the caravan park. The climb back up the hill felt a lot steeper going back up and took a lot more effort. I managed it but, I think my mum, dad and auntie were all struggling, all with their own reasons. We were in the van before 3pm and as we go settled it started to rain. Harder and harder. I think we got back just in time.
On the Sunday we were all up and about for about 9am (which is the norm on a family holiday) and the plan was to go into Seaton for the day. When we got their not much was open with it being Sunday but we saw the old trams about to start service. The four of us went on Seaton Tramway, boarding the old pink tram, travelling through Colyford to Colyton. It was quite a long ride, very slow and very wobbly but we had the best driver, Dave to keep us company. He was very comical and talkative, the kind of guy that is easy to get along with. We stopped at Colyford where the road crosses over the tram way and he was telling us that his best record of how many cars stopped at the crossing was 26. There wasn't many of us on the tram on the first run up as it was only 10am. It took about 20 minutes for us to reach Colyton and when we got there my dad decided we were going to explore. We walked out of the tram station and around towards a junction which turning right lead into the town. When we got there, there wasn't much open but it was again a very pretty town, very small and tucked in. We walked around for a while, acknowledging the closed shops and then eventually travelling in a circle leading our way back to the tramway. When we got back there we had a nosey around the gift shop. We knew that we would be coming back on the tram again later because we could go back and forth all day, so none of us brought anything and we Caught the Tram back to Seaton. When we got there we found that a few shops had opened up. Not that many of interest, The Original Factory shop was one we noticed, The Wishing Well and a shop called Allsorts where I found a Tardis puzzle in a tobacco tin. I had to buy it. We had dinner in a well recommended chippy called Frydays, a clever play on words. It was lush, very tender fish. The type I struggle to keep on my fork but it really was lovely. After food we went back on the tram again just for the fun of it. When we got to Colyton, this time we crossed over the tramway to go to the vintage shed. Coming back we did but a few items from the gift shop, I brought myself a bookmark and a fridge magnet. Before we went back to the van we nipped to Tesco's to get some essentials.
Monday was a little different, putting the trams aside. My dad drove us all to Lyme Regis where we parked near the pier. An unusual wonky pier that had a strange slope to it. We walked into the town across the beach and mostly just wandered around the shops. There was a lot more open as it was a usual business day and my dad had set himself a mission to come back with a fossil. Nothing to specific, just something to say that he's been to the Jurassic coast. We ended up touring all of the local shops that sold fossils, some were really impressive and quite surprising that it had also been found locally. I do think that it was this day that I enjoyed the most just because I felt a lot of disappointment after the next day or so, which I will tell on later. We had lunch at a small pub this time that was very cosy and I had my usual of Hunters Chicken. The lady that served us thought that I was still in school and couldn't apologise enough for the assumption but, it lead to a nice conversation about what I'll be dipping my toes in soon, the whole going to Uni experience. We brought a lot of fudge from Lyme Regis. I say we, I mean my dad. All of it was homemade. I distinctly remember one shop, Roly's making the fudge in the side of the shop, it was fascinating to watch. We did walk along that wonky pier by the way and it was a little scary. There was no guard rails to hold onto, if you fell.... basically you fell. Thankfully none of us did and all of us made it back to car at the end of the day. Going back to the car I was scrolling through Facebook and more recently I've been seeing posts from either David Tennant fan pages or Doctor Who. Literally everyday, I can't get away from it now though I'm not complaining but, scrolling through I noticed a post from David Tennant's fan page stating that he had been filming Broad Church this morning in West Bay which at that point after working it out on Google maps was about 24mins away. I was so excited and I just had to tell everyone in the car and drop hints that we should go. I don't think they were anywhere near as bothered as I was and they seemed to just shrug it off but, it was a very exciting feeling to know that I wasn't really very far from him and would have just loved to meet him.
Tuesday soon came around and was a lot more touristy. The main thing we had planned was to visit the Beer Caves which no, isn't a cave full of beer but a very large, vast cave that was used to quarry stone. It was quite an interesting tour, lead by a man named Oliver who seemed to have all of these stories and facts packed inside his head, very intelligent. He guided us through 2000 years worth of history and I was quite surprised just how large these caves were. Very impressive. The tour lasted about an hour and it was very could down there, that cold that they do actually offer fleece ponchos to go down with. I decided not to take one but, then again I would, wouldn't I. I was quite cold when I came out but, I didn't take long to warm up. The sun was shining and the weather was still holding out for us. From there, we went to a place called Pecorama which essentially was some fancy gardens with a miniature railway running through it also with a cafe and a exhibit. Once we had our tickets we went through the exhibit first, which was of model railways all of which were very well made and well cared for. We had a short walk around the gardens before deciding to wait for the train, the driver was on his lunch break when we sat down and joined the line. We had to wait about 40 minutes in the sun and the most unbearable thing for me was that there were loads of wasps around, it was the same near the caves too. I hate them at the best of times and am quite terrified of them so to be stuck with some for two thirds of an hour was quite a challenge of not to break down in tears (That does happen when they buzz around my ears to much or just don't leave me alone). The train ride was rather enjoyable though, I'm not sure if it was worth the wait but, yes it was very pleasant. For the rest of the day we went to into Seaton again. I had spotted a shop last time that wasn't open on Sunday that sold games and gaming merchandise called ItemDrop, it was there that I brought my Charizard hat, a couple of Zelda keyrings and some mints packed into a Hylian shield for a friend. I didn't buy much else from Seaton, we nipped to Tesco's again briefly for a few other little bits and then we went back to the van.
By Wednesday I was starting to feel quite upset that we still hadn't visited West Bay and that they chance of that happing was dropping faster than then chance of dry carpet in the bedroom. We had a leak in the van and could not for the life of us work out where it was coming from apart from some plumbing of some kind. Whatever it was made both my mum and dad's room's floor wet and mine and my aunties and that was getting rather annoying too, stepping onto wet carpet wearing only socks on my feet and the water it was wet with was starting to smell too. I'm still feeling rather upset that we never visited West Bay if I'm honest and this whole Wednesday felt the same. My auntie decided to stay at the van, I don't blame her to be honest because she didn't really miss much. I went to Sidmouth with my mum and dad which I must also add is the complete opposite direction to West Bay. It was ok there but, it wasn't West Bay... do you know what I mean? I'm not sure I wanted to be there either, not West Bay, Sidmouth. The place seemed quite bland and straight for a sea front town, it was defiantly alive just a little... boring. The museum was interesting though, like Ilkeston but with added fossils. I brought a few souvenirs from there, I found a book on the periodic table of elements and a mall soapstone Dinosaur that I rather appropriately named, "Sid". I ate pizza from a bakery for lunch and managed to find some Doctor Who books and other little bits in the charity shops, I also found a new one in The Works. No, I'm not sure I was particularly interested that day. Later that night I almost choked to death, can't forget that one.
For quite a few days of the holiday, myself and my auntie had started going on walks after we got back to the van. She was trying to challenge herself a certain amount of steps per day and just wanted to push them over. The first night we walked up to the top of the caravan park which is is an even steeper hill and then again with my mum too. We start to walk across the fields using the footpath given but turned back, we went that way twice. The first time we only got to the bench at the top and turned back but then went on into the village of Beer discovering a flatter toe path that leads most of the way. The aim was to go up the steps that we could see from where we was on the caravan park as they went rather high up into the trees. We did make it in the end, I can't really remember which day we did what and I didn't write everything in my notebook just the main things. We found a few rope swings up there that were quite fun, a little scary mind with the height you could get of the one we both sampled, a good couple of metres. Thursday soon came around and it was home time, proper home time. We packed up in the morning and left Beer about 11am, it may have been a little earlier. We stopped at the services half way, the opposite side to where we stopped on the way there and enjoyed some lunch. I had a large sausage roll and by "large" I don't mean length, I'm talking width. They were an unusual set of services but very lovely. The had a large cafe, a smaller on-the-go cafe, toilets and made complete with farm shop. Adorable. The long drive home wasn't too bad either, I started to feel a little more at ease as I started to recognise places vaguely and the motorway. I was still a bit miffed about not going to West Bay and I still am but, I think what bothered me the most other than that was that I had one last day to myself before having to go back to work. Oh, the chore!
It was a lovely holiday anyway.
We arrived at Beer Head Caravan Park on Saturday 3rd September around 12 midday. We knew that they we're running a little late with sorting out the static we would be staying in due to a cleaner being off so we had to wait a while to collect the keys. We parked up on site and walked down towards the village of Beer. The route down was a rather steep hill, thankfully we were walking down it to get there. The village isn't very big but, was very cute and tidy. Most of the buildings were beautifully old and very quite impressive. There is a steam that runs through the main street leading onto the road to the beach and the whole place was just very pretty. We wandered around the few shops for a couple of hours and onto the beach and then around half past two we were heading back up to the caravan park. The climb back up the hill felt a lot steeper going back up and took a lot more effort. I managed it but, I think my mum, dad and auntie were all struggling, all with their own reasons. We were in the van before 3pm and as we go settled it started to rain. Harder and harder. I think we got back just in time.
On the Sunday we were all up and about for about 9am (which is the norm on a family holiday) and the plan was to go into Seaton for the day. When we got their not much was open with it being Sunday but we saw the old trams about to start service. The four of us went on Seaton Tramway, boarding the old pink tram, travelling through Colyford to Colyton. It was quite a long ride, very slow and very wobbly but we had the best driver, Dave to keep us company. He was very comical and talkative, the kind of guy that is easy to get along with. We stopped at Colyford where the road crosses over the tram way and he was telling us that his best record of how many cars stopped at the crossing was 26. There wasn't many of us on the tram on the first run up as it was only 10am. It took about 20 minutes for us to reach Colyton and when we got there my dad decided we were going to explore. We walked out of the tram station and around towards a junction which turning right lead into the town. When we got there, there wasn't much open but it was again a very pretty town, very small and tucked in. We walked around for a while, acknowledging the closed shops and then eventually travelling in a circle leading our way back to the tramway. When we got back there we had a nosey around the gift shop. We knew that we would be coming back on the tram again later because we could go back and forth all day, so none of us brought anything and we Caught the Tram back to Seaton. When we got there we found that a few shops had opened up. Not that many of interest, The Original Factory shop was one we noticed, The Wishing Well and a shop called Allsorts where I found a Tardis puzzle in a tobacco tin. I had to buy it. We had dinner in a well recommended chippy called Frydays, a clever play on words. It was lush, very tender fish. The type I struggle to keep on my fork but it really was lovely. After food we went back on the tram again just for the fun of it. When we got to Colyton, this time we crossed over the tramway to go to the vintage shed. Coming back we did but a few items from the gift shop, I brought myself a bookmark and a fridge magnet. Before we went back to the van we nipped to Tesco's to get some essentials.
Monday was a little different, putting the trams aside. My dad drove us all to Lyme Regis where we parked near the pier. An unusual wonky pier that had a strange slope to it. We walked into the town across the beach and mostly just wandered around the shops. There was a lot more open as it was a usual business day and my dad had set himself a mission to come back with a fossil. Nothing to specific, just something to say that he's been to the Jurassic coast. We ended up touring all of the local shops that sold fossils, some were really impressive and quite surprising that it had also been found locally. I do think that it was this day that I enjoyed the most just because I felt a lot of disappointment after the next day or so, which I will tell on later. We had lunch at a small pub this time that was very cosy and I had my usual of Hunters Chicken. The lady that served us thought that I was still in school and couldn't apologise enough for the assumption but, it lead to a nice conversation about what I'll be dipping my toes in soon, the whole going to Uni experience. We brought a lot of fudge from Lyme Regis. I say we, I mean my dad. All of it was homemade. I distinctly remember one shop, Roly's making the fudge in the side of the shop, it was fascinating to watch. We did walk along that wonky pier by the way and it was a little scary. There was no guard rails to hold onto, if you fell.... basically you fell. Thankfully none of us did and all of us made it back to car at the end of the day. Going back to the car I was scrolling through Facebook and more recently I've been seeing posts from either David Tennant fan pages or Doctor Who. Literally everyday, I can't get away from it now though I'm not complaining but, scrolling through I noticed a post from David Tennant's fan page stating that he had been filming Broad Church this morning in West Bay which at that point after working it out on Google maps was about 24mins away. I was so excited and I just had to tell everyone in the car and drop hints that we should go. I don't think they were anywhere near as bothered as I was and they seemed to just shrug it off but, it was a very exciting feeling to know that I wasn't really very far from him and would have just loved to meet him.
Tuesday soon came around and was a lot more touristy. The main thing we had planned was to visit the Beer Caves which no, isn't a cave full of beer but a very large, vast cave that was used to quarry stone. It was quite an interesting tour, lead by a man named Oliver who seemed to have all of these stories and facts packed inside his head, very intelligent. He guided us through 2000 years worth of history and I was quite surprised just how large these caves were. Very impressive. The tour lasted about an hour and it was very could down there, that cold that they do actually offer fleece ponchos to go down with. I decided not to take one but, then again I would, wouldn't I. I was quite cold when I came out but, I didn't take long to warm up. The sun was shining and the weather was still holding out for us. From there, we went to a place called Pecorama which essentially was some fancy gardens with a miniature railway running through it also with a cafe and a exhibit. Once we had our tickets we went through the exhibit first, which was of model railways all of which were very well made and well cared for. We had a short walk around the gardens before deciding to wait for the train, the driver was on his lunch break when we sat down and joined the line. We had to wait about 40 minutes in the sun and the most unbearable thing for me was that there were loads of wasps around, it was the same near the caves too. I hate them at the best of times and am quite terrified of them so to be stuck with some for two thirds of an hour was quite a challenge of not to break down in tears (That does happen when they buzz around my ears to much or just don't leave me alone). The train ride was rather enjoyable though, I'm not sure if it was worth the wait but, yes it was very pleasant. For the rest of the day we went to into Seaton again. I had spotted a shop last time that wasn't open on Sunday that sold games and gaming merchandise called ItemDrop, it was there that I brought my Charizard hat, a couple of Zelda keyrings and some mints packed into a Hylian shield for a friend. I didn't buy much else from Seaton, we nipped to Tesco's again briefly for a few other little bits and then we went back to the van.
By Wednesday I was starting to feel quite upset that we still hadn't visited West Bay and that they chance of that happing was dropping faster than then chance of dry carpet in the bedroom. We had a leak in the van and could not for the life of us work out where it was coming from apart from some plumbing of some kind. Whatever it was made both my mum and dad's room's floor wet and mine and my aunties and that was getting rather annoying too, stepping onto wet carpet wearing only socks on my feet and the water it was wet with was starting to smell too. I'm still feeling rather upset that we never visited West Bay if I'm honest and this whole Wednesday felt the same. My auntie decided to stay at the van, I don't blame her to be honest because she didn't really miss much. I went to Sidmouth with my mum and dad which I must also add is the complete opposite direction to West Bay. It was ok there but, it wasn't West Bay... do you know what I mean? I'm not sure I wanted to be there either, not West Bay, Sidmouth. The place seemed quite bland and straight for a sea front town, it was defiantly alive just a little... boring. The museum was interesting though, like Ilkeston but with added fossils. I brought a few souvenirs from there, I found a book on the periodic table of elements and a mall soapstone Dinosaur that I rather appropriately named, "Sid". I ate pizza from a bakery for lunch and managed to find some Doctor Who books and other little bits in the charity shops, I also found a new one in The Works. No, I'm not sure I was particularly interested that day. Later that night I almost choked to death, can't forget that one.
For quite a few days of the holiday, myself and my auntie had started going on walks after we got back to the van. She was trying to challenge herself a certain amount of steps per day and just wanted to push them over. The first night we walked up to the top of the caravan park which is is an even steeper hill and then again with my mum too. We start to walk across the fields using the footpath given but turned back, we went that way twice. The first time we only got to the bench at the top and turned back but then went on into the village of Beer discovering a flatter toe path that leads most of the way. The aim was to go up the steps that we could see from where we was on the caravan park as they went rather high up into the trees. We did make it in the end, I can't really remember which day we did what and I didn't write everything in my notebook just the main things. We found a few rope swings up there that were quite fun, a little scary mind with the height you could get of the one we both sampled, a good couple of metres. Thursday soon came around and it was home time, proper home time. We packed up in the morning and left Beer about 11am, it may have been a little earlier. We stopped at the services half way, the opposite side to where we stopped on the way there and enjoyed some lunch. I had a large sausage roll and by "large" I don't mean length, I'm talking width. They were an unusual set of services but very lovely. The had a large cafe, a smaller on-the-go cafe, toilets and made complete with farm shop. Adorable. The long drive home wasn't too bad either, I started to feel a little more at ease as I started to recognise places vaguely and the motorway. I was still a bit miffed about not going to West Bay and I still am but, I think what bothered me the most other than that was that I had one last day to myself before having to go back to work. Oh, the chore!
It was a lovely holiday anyway.
Wednesday, 31 August 2016
Stafford Driving Experience 2016
Today was a very different kind of day, one that should have probably happened months ago. Brought for me as a Christmas present last year, I finally got around to doing my experience day. In all honestly, I wasn't really looking forward to it at first especially on the way their but, as I we got closer to the site (My dad was driving us) I couldn't distinguish what it was I felt between a mixture of feeling nervous, excited and scared.
We arrived at the site not long before 1pm and not long after sorting little bits of paperwork at the reception, I was off in my first car. The first one was a passenger ride where the guy driving me was driving a manual Lotus while explaining to me how to drive on the track, pointing out that I should aim for the green cones and brake past certain points which had big boards up either side saying it anyway but, the cones where a little trickier to spot. It became a case of looking for a green glint between orange in certain places. It doesn't particularly help when the track is surrounded by grass which is also green.
The first car the I had the chance to drive myself was an automatic Audi R8. All of the cars I got to drive were automatics so I won't bother mentioning that again. This car has always been one that I've liked the look of and it was very impressive. With it being my first couple of laps I was a little tense and didn't really manage to break out of my comfort zone with it although my driving was still complimented at the end by my instructor with a percentage score of 86%.
The second car that I drove was a Porsche and is my easy favourite from the whole day. The controls were slightly different from the last but, once I got used to them I felt fine with it. The R8 had flappy paddle gear controls where this Porsche had buttons that you either press down on the front of the steering wheel to chance up or sort of flick up from behind the wheel to change back down. I did get it wrong on the first corner but, everything went fine. No crashes or anything! The instructor that I had for this car was probably the best I had all day. He was quite comical and talkative so he was a lot more encouraging for me to put my foot down on the accelerator. One of the first things he said to me was "Can I call you Kim? It that okay? I prefer less syllables, its just a lot easier if we die." He was great.
Next up was the Nissan GTR. I wasn't really sure about this one. It was back to the flappy paddle controls which were alright but felt a bit heavier than the Audi and looked a lot more mechanical. I feel like I probably did my fastest lap in this car as I had a lot more confidence about me and I'm sure it was this one that I managed to overtake two cars in one lap. It might not have been the most prettiest car that I had driven today but, that doesn't mean that its not impressive.
Finally, the last car of the day that I got to drive was an Astin Martin. When I realised that that was what I was going to be driving I did get a little more excited. A lovely silver colour. It was very fast just like the others but, I did work out that the breaks did have to work a lot harder... and so did my breaking foot. A lot of the time I under braked and then had to break harder last minute but, this car was so much heavier. A very impressive drive though otherwise. Between all of the cars I think I managed to reach between 80-90mph on the track. I was kind of hoping for more speed and I think my dad was too but it is only a short track with two straight runs.
All in all, the whole day was a big success for both myself and my parents. I think my dad was quite proud that I came out alive and with no scratches... on the car that is. We collected all of the photos on a disc from the booth and I even got a free print of one of the photos that was in with voucher. We ended up being all finished by about 2pm which originally by the itinerary should have been when we started because we arrived quite early! On the drive home we stopped off at KFC for food and eventually got back home at about half four.
Here is a link to an album that I have created on Facebook with photos from this awesome day!
https://www.facebook.com/thekimkeeton/media_set?set=a.10204848347168104.1073741849.1821894295&type=3&pnref=story
We arrived at the site not long before 1pm and not long after sorting little bits of paperwork at the reception, I was off in my first car. The first one was a passenger ride where the guy driving me was driving a manual Lotus while explaining to me how to drive on the track, pointing out that I should aim for the green cones and brake past certain points which had big boards up either side saying it anyway but, the cones where a little trickier to spot. It became a case of looking for a green glint between orange in certain places. It doesn't particularly help when the track is surrounded by grass which is also green.
The first car the I had the chance to drive myself was an automatic Audi R8. All of the cars I got to drive were automatics so I won't bother mentioning that again. This car has always been one that I've liked the look of and it was very impressive. With it being my first couple of laps I was a little tense and didn't really manage to break out of my comfort zone with it although my driving was still complimented at the end by my instructor with a percentage score of 86%.
The second car that I drove was a Porsche and is my easy favourite from the whole day. The controls were slightly different from the last but, once I got used to them I felt fine with it. The R8 had flappy paddle gear controls where this Porsche had buttons that you either press down on the front of the steering wheel to chance up or sort of flick up from behind the wheel to change back down. I did get it wrong on the first corner but, everything went fine. No crashes or anything! The instructor that I had for this car was probably the best I had all day. He was quite comical and talkative so he was a lot more encouraging for me to put my foot down on the accelerator. One of the first things he said to me was "Can I call you Kim? It that okay? I prefer less syllables, its just a lot easier if we die." He was great.
Next up was the Nissan GTR. I wasn't really sure about this one. It was back to the flappy paddle controls which were alright but felt a bit heavier than the Audi and looked a lot more mechanical. I feel like I probably did my fastest lap in this car as I had a lot more confidence about me and I'm sure it was this one that I managed to overtake two cars in one lap. It might not have been the most prettiest car that I had driven today but, that doesn't mean that its not impressive.
Finally, the last car of the day that I got to drive was an Astin Martin. When I realised that that was what I was going to be driving I did get a little more excited. A lovely silver colour. It was very fast just like the others but, I did work out that the breaks did have to work a lot harder... and so did my breaking foot. A lot of the time I under braked and then had to break harder last minute but, this car was so much heavier. A very impressive drive though otherwise. Between all of the cars I think I managed to reach between 80-90mph on the track. I was kind of hoping for more speed and I think my dad was too but it is only a short track with two straight runs.
All in all, the whole day was a big success for both myself and my parents. I think my dad was quite proud that I came out alive and with no scratches... on the car that is. We collected all of the photos on a disc from the booth and I even got a free print of one of the photos that was in with voucher. We ended up being all finished by about 2pm which originally by the itinerary should have been when we started because we arrived quite early! On the drive home we stopped off at KFC for food and eventually got back home at about half four.
Here is a link to an album that I have created on Facebook with photos from this awesome day!
https://www.facebook.com/thekimkeeton/media_set?set=a.10204848347168104.1073741849.1821894295&type=3&pnref=story
Tuesday, 9 August 2016
So Much To Look Forward To...
So, as you might have guessed a lot of things will be happening over the next few months and Im starting to get rather excited about it all. It won't be long until I reduce my working hours so that I can get on with uni life and officially become a student again. It is less than two months until I get to meet everyone now. I have spoken with Carol at work, well, while I was just driving out she called me. I had bluetooth set up so now Im offically just working weekends from 26/09/16 as that is the day I have to go to the Broadway Cinema in Nottingham for the welcome event.
There is however something as equally exciting happening in the end of October, shortly after. On the 28/10/16 The Piano Guys are releasing a new album called, 'Uncharted'. Of course, I have already placed my order, I have literally just done it. I have ordered the personalised bundle for $49.95 but then $21.38 shipping on top of that makes that $71.33 total. Oops. I am really excited for this though. The seem to average a new release each year, they are very hard working musicians and I just love and admire them so much for all of what they have achieved. The other day they reached 1 billion youtube views which is insane.
Before all of this I have my experience day driving around in a few sports cars and a short holiday to enjoy as well. Knowing me, I will take most of my tech with me on holiday. We have CCTV now at home but, I still hate leaving most of my valuable stuff just incase. I treated my self to a PS Vita the other week. I had been eying them up for a while and I finally found one at a decent price, the slim model for £90. I had to pay £8 for a 4GB memory card too but its still not bad and the screen is excellent. The battery life if quite impressive too. I've tried the remote play with my PS4 and when it works it is really great its just I don't think my internet speed is really suitable for it.
There is however something as equally exciting happening in the end of October, shortly after. On the 28/10/16 The Piano Guys are releasing a new album called, 'Uncharted'. Of course, I have already placed my order, I have literally just done it. I have ordered the personalised bundle for $49.95 but then $21.38 shipping on top of that makes that $71.33 total. Oops. I am really excited for this though. The seem to average a new release each year, they are very hard working musicians and I just love and admire them so much for all of what they have achieved. The other day they reached 1 billion youtube views which is insane.
Before all of this I have my experience day driving around in a few sports cars and a short holiday to enjoy as well. Knowing me, I will take most of my tech with me on holiday. We have CCTV now at home but, I still hate leaving most of my valuable stuff just incase. I treated my self to a PS Vita the other week. I had been eying them up for a while and I finally found one at a decent price, the slim model for £90. I had to pay £8 for a 4GB memory card too but its still not bad and the screen is excellent. The battery life if quite impressive too. I've tried the remote play with my PS4 and when it works it is really great its just I don't think my internet speed is really suitable for it.
Friday, 22 July 2016
What Am I Excited For The Most?
This is just something I asked myself earlier today and it made me think for a moment. I've got a lot of things happening over the next few months. I have an experience day, holiday and then going back to Clarendon to study. While its all exciting being able to drive a few flashy sports cars around the track and that a nice break from work is always a good thing, it's more the little aspects of getting back into education that seems to excite me the most.
I still don't really know exactly what I want to do with my chosen subject but I already feel confident that at least this time when I finish my degree I won't be stepping out into nothingness. Last time, when I finished my level 3 course I found it difficult to get a job immediately after, in fact it took me almost a year to finally get one. At least for now I can live with the comforts of still working for ASDA part time and as long as I can handle it alongside my studies I'll always feel stable. I've been trying not to rule out any other options that I could go for when I finish but, I've also thought about what I really like doing, what I know I can do and whether I enjoy doing it enough to keep as a potential job. There are three main things really: Recording, Filming and performing.
With recording, I feel like recently I've really taken crafting sounds as a passion and in the process that has made me feel more at ease with music technology. The best part by far is when I manage to complete a song but, coming very close in second would be the very start of the idea for the song or melody.
With filming, I lean more towards making music videos because that is all I know. Even though I don't have much professional equipment to do so, I always manage to 'get by' fairly successfully. I manage to tell the story I want to and I've quite selective of the various takes I usually do.
With performing, its been a while but I certainly do miss it. I feel like it is easy for me to say that it is the thing that I miss the most because the last time I performed on stage was about two years ago. I'm still hoping to play an open mic with Lara soon to get me back into it before I go back to Clarendon.
It really is hard for me to choose out of all of these three as I know they are my main skill set and I feel like the opportunities given to me at Uni might be what makes the decision for me, that or I might just choose all of them because I can. I hope that going to Uni means that I will meet some great people that share the same or similar interests as I do and I really hope that they are not all younger than me, i.e. 19 (The age I would have been if I stayed at Clarendon after my level 3 to do my degree) and I hope I get to work with a nice mixed group. At the moment, I think it is fair for me to say that I am really excited for the welcome day at the end of September and generally starting the course. I can't wait to get back into those band practice rooms and get creative again.
I still don't really know exactly what I want to do with my chosen subject but I already feel confident that at least this time when I finish my degree I won't be stepping out into nothingness. Last time, when I finished my level 3 course I found it difficult to get a job immediately after, in fact it took me almost a year to finally get one. At least for now I can live with the comforts of still working for ASDA part time and as long as I can handle it alongside my studies I'll always feel stable. I've been trying not to rule out any other options that I could go for when I finish but, I've also thought about what I really like doing, what I know I can do and whether I enjoy doing it enough to keep as a potential job. There are three main things really: Recording, Filming and performing.
With recording, I feel like recently I've really taken crafting sounds as a passion and in the process that has made me feel more at ease with music technology. The best part by far is when I manage to complete a song but, coming very close in second would be the very start of the idea for the song or melody.
With filming, I lean more towards making music videos because that is all I know. Even though I don't have much professional equipment to do so, I always manage to 'get by' fairly successfully. I manage to tell the story I want to and I've quite selective of the various takes I usually do.
With performing, its been a while but I certainly do miss it. I feel like it is easy for me to say that it is the thing that I miss the most because the last time I performed on stage was about two years ago. I'm still hoping to play an open mic with Lara soon to get me back into it before I go back to Clarendon.
It really is hard for me to choose out of all of these three as I know they are my main skill set and I feel like the opportunities given to me at Uni might be what makes the decision for me, that or I might just choose all of them because I can. I hope that going to Uni means that I will meet some great people that share the same or similar interests as I do and I really hope that they are not all younger than me, i.e. 19 (The age I would have been if I stayed at Clarendon after my level 3 to do my degree) and I hope I get to work with a nice mixed group. At the moment, I think it is fair for me to say that I am really excited for the welcome day at the end of September and generally starting the course. I can't wait to get back into those band practice rooms and get creative again.
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