tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17646579289729636632024-03-12T23:17:12.799+00:00Pearson's BlogAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06445091483116255052noreply@blogger.comBlogger26125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764657928972963663.post-9600925767021666332016-07-01T12:35:00.003+01:002016-07-01T14:36:38.529+01:00The beginnings of a creative writer and artistThe next few months are going to be a huge challenge for me. I was doing extremely well in my most recent job. I was top salesperson in the store. I was also the most experienced. However, sometimes you just get stuck with a manager that doesn't like you. As unprofessional as that may seem, it happens.<br />
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I once saw a quote that read:<br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">"People don't leave jobs, they leave managers!"</span></i></h4>
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True enough I thought, whilst still trying to be the best I could at work. I refused to quit. I loved my job.<br />
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Not much time passed, barely a few months. With no rights as an employee due to my length of service, I had no chance to win my case. I lost my job, and that job meant a lot to me.<br />
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I put on my brave face as I said farewell to shocked and saddened colleagues. When I walked out that door, I laughed. I laughed because it was so ridiculous. I laughed because I realised that I never want to be in that position again. I didn't want to be a slave to negative management at work. I can imagine most people suffer the wrath of low calibre, underpaid and power crazy managers. I've met a lot of them during my professional life. I pity them, because they do not understand that work doesn't have to be that way. This was a job that I loved, a job I worked extra hours for no extra pay, a job I would do even when I was at home. It's unfortunate that the passion I had for that job was not recognised.<br />
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When I sat in my car, I took a moment to think...<br />
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<i>"What will I do next?"</i></div>
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<i><i>"Do I even want to work another job like this?"</i></i></div>
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<i>"I gave it my all, and lost everything because of one person!"</i></div>
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Then, I started to realise the <b>danger</b> of this <b>spiralling of emotions</b> and <b>blaming others</b>, when I really did not need to. So, I answered my anger and pain.<br />
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<i>"No. I am stronger than this."</i></div>
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<i><i>"No. I can do better."</i></i></div>
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<i>"This is an opportunity for change, it is not the end!"</i></div>
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<i>"This is my chance to create something of my own!"</i></div>
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So I turned to an idea I had; running my own business. It might not make me rich, but that's not what I truly wanted. I wanted my life to be positive and happy. I wanted time to enjoy the things I love most, and most of all, be my own boss.<br />
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So, with just enough money to last me a few months, I set everything up. Website, adverts and paperwork. At this point I realised I also had the time and opportunity to do more!<br />
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I have always dreamed of writing a book, making a movie or drawing an exciting graphic novel. I already had the tools I needed to do two of them. I began writing my novel 'The Corvus Curse'. I decided to try and market the first chapter and get people hooked. Seems this is a slow and tedious process, but I need to stick at it.<br />
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I also started practising art again. Something I had not spent much time on for the last eight years. This spiked some interest in a comic book I had previously written. Perhaps I would find someone to help me complete this, or maybe I will develop my art enough to complete it myself.<br />
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This has left me with a lot of uncertainty and worry. But, every time I think this way I just look deeper inside and I find courage to beat the odds.<br />
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<i><span style="font-size: large;">"I believe in myself!"</span></i></h3>
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I know that if I work hard enough. I can succeed! This won't come easy, and there will be a lot of none-believers and negative feedback along the way. People are already telling me to 'just get a job' or 'why don't you do X'. My answer is always the same.<br />
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<i>"I spend all my time on these three projects, if I get a job, I won't have the time to make them a success! I need this. It has a time limit. I will get a job when that time runs out. Please support my decision."</i></div>
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So, for those of you interested, here is the link to my website and upcoming novel:<br />
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<tr><td style="text-align: center;"><span style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"><a href="http://www.davidfrancispearson.com/" target="_blank"><img alt="Written by David Francis Pearson" border="0" height="200" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgeeDnx7qICDuZ33BGPT6Bl_TDi9sN_HazOot63R801AFM4eklSztikFaO0pU6AXrsEBwYibEuCiOvouVFToTpm1et5NUmUiPexqkRkvUcYVxr7UsEmiAxZS5mNGNNNcGHZbfnVjn4ItHJ9/s200/The+corvus+curse+cover1.jpg" title="The Corvus Curse" width="141" /></a></span></td></tr>
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My website: <a href="http://www.davidfrancispearson.com/">www.davidfrancispearson.com</a>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06445091483116255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764657928972963663.post-16219779256019684882014-12-25T14:33:00.001+00:002014-12-25T15:03:41.102+00:002014 - The year of contemplation and self analysis<br />
I saw what Facebook did with 'my year' and I just felt it didn't do my year any justice at all.<br />
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This year has been one of the most interesting years of my life. For those of you who know me well, you know that I smile in the face of defeat, you know I can withstand the weathering affects of daily struggles and I have the heart to keep trying when most might give up.<br />
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I have spent a lot of time out of work, planning my business and trying to figure out where I want to be. The self analysis phase is common for me when I am not happy with something. This year I took a complete sidestep tried something new, even considered moving to Australia with a girl I'd not long met. These were most likely desperate acts to escape, but things turned out the way they were meant to in the end. The job I took in tele-sales really wasn't my cup of tea. Body language is a key ingredient to proper sales, and that lack of human connection was like someone sending me into a boxing match with an arm tied behind my back. It wasn't true sales, it was just luck of the draw, a game of numbers.<br />
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So after I left I went on to the idea of setting up my own business. I lived alone so there was no safety net except the earnings from my previous job, which were limited at best. I found a business management course that came with financial support. So instead of using Job Seekers Allowance benefits, I took advantage of this opportunity to learn and potentially move in the right direction!<br />
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I spent the summer outdoors with no worries at all, my life was being covered by the financial support while I was on the course for one day per week. It was probably the most refreshing break I have ever had in my entire life. Months of no responsibility or worries. It was just what I needed so I could finally give my mind the time to analyse everything.<br />
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I came to the conclusion that I would not find a job that pays enough basic to cover my lifestyle so I should forge my own destiny.<br />
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Just as I finished the course and I was beginning to set up my own business, I got a phone call from B&Q recruitment.<br />
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I passed all the interviews with flying colours and I am now a design consultant (again) for B&Q. The last time I worked for B&Q as a consultant was in Jersey and it was the greatest job I EVER had. There is a long story about a girl that almost took everything that made me who I was away from me, forcing my decision to leave Jersey behind and start again. It wasn't a mistake, it was a lesson. I have learned a lot from my history and I will continue to learn and adapt until I die. Change is good, and change is the way of the world. if you can't change with it you just fall behind.<br />
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So anyway, this sudden barrage of good fortune lifted my spirits to a new level. I have never been happier. Being head hunted in this day and age, not even looking for a job and someone comes to find you?<br />
It's the best gesture I could have hoped for. I feel needed in my job, I feel important. I feel like what I do makes a difference. Most importantly, I am truly happy.<br />
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I didn't reach many of my goals or even consider them, simply because I went with the direction of the winds of destiny. I didn't fight it, nor did I want to. This year was a year of letting go, and allowing change to have it's place in my life.<br />
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The grass is never greener on the other side, the grass is greener where you nurture and water it.<br />
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A special thank you to the people who supported my decisions and trusted my judgement.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thanks to my family for always being there, all of my uncles who have been like brothers the whole way.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Nan! With her heart of pure gold no one could ever speak a bad word about her (Except 'Big nose' and 'Nanny Nut'). She has always been there like a second mother.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Thanks to my Grandad who has been more like a father to me my whole life. He is the man I always looked up to the most. Even if he is crazy!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My mum who is the most caring and amazing person on the planet. My mum is a treasure and has always picked me up and supported me even when she might not agree with my decision!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My brother, always a best friend and a proper legendary muppet. Love him more than he knows! Even though he is seven years younger than me he is a massive inspiration to me and my life. He talks proper crap though don't listen to a word he says! ;)</td></tr>
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I could keep going forever with my family as it's sooooo big and we are all close, even though we are spread around the world.<br />
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I'll say thank you to all my friends no matter how often I see you.<br />
This year I made new friends that aren't so close but... these people helped me without even knowing it, whether it be a chat that I really needed or something to get off my chest, or whatever it might have been. So here's a mixed list of all the people that I feel helped make my year what it was!</div>
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<li>Gareth Bathgate</li>
<li>John Liot</li>
<li>Simon Webster</li>
<li>Michael Greenslade</li>
<li>Claudia Neil</li>
<li>Elena Jones</li>
<li>Rachael Miller</li>
<li>Samantha Richards</li>
<li>Ian Cropper</li>
<li>Gary Bagley</li>
<li>Anna Macdonald</li>
<li>Danielle Brady</li>
<li>Rob Parry</li>
<li>Tilly Parry</li>
<li>Andy Lampkin</li>
<li>Amy Jones</li>
<li>Anita Nielson</li>
<li>LJ Davidson-Smith</li>
<li>Megan Roberts</li>
<li>Netty Doyle</li>
<li>Joe Hornagold</li>
<li>Liz Gibson</li>
<li>Jay Fitzgerald</li>
<li>Gemma Edge</li>
<li>Sue Parry</li>
<li>Sarah Louise Smith</li>
<li>Jamie Head</li>
<li>Mark Sumner</li>
<li>Wait... pretty much all the roller derby people ha! (so if your name isn't here just count yourself in if you think you should be here! :P)</li>
<li>My Roll20 group (Ade, Jase, Russ, Marc, Steve, Gareth)</li>
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You're all legends of 2014 - so thanks again.</div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06445091483116255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764657928972963663.post-41520292978694112532014-09-07T04:47:00.000+01:002014-09-07T04:47:04.223+01:00Opinions, Perspective and Conclusions<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: white;">Everything you see and the way you see it is just information that has been passed to you through your own perspective. </span></span></div>
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<span style="color: white;"><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">If I write the singular word </span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;">‘Asses’</span><span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"> in a message to you, what would you think?</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: white;">I want you to open your mind and think about it and all the possibilities that single word could mean.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: white;">Perspective 1</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: white;">An easy interpretation, due to the perspectives of most individuals, would be that I meant I am in fact pissed off at a particular group of people. Perhaps I am calling them all asses and I will elaborate on the subject in my next message or later on in person. Your response might be, “Who are asses? Are you ok?” or if you have seen me rant about asses before you might think..”Not this again…”</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: white;">Perspective 2</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: white;">Asses, so, he means he is looking at pictures of hot girls on the internet. Particularly women with nice asses? Your response might be, “What???? Why are you telling me this?!”</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: white;">Perspective 3</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: white;">That could have been a typo, perhaps he meant to say assess. Assess what? Did you mean you were going to assess something?</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: white;">Perspective 4</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: white;">Is he talking about the animal? Has he just come across some wild asses?</span></span></div>
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<div dir="ltr" style="line-height: 1.15; margin-bottom: 0pt; margin-top: 0pt;">
<span style="background-color: transparent; font-family: Arial; font-size: 15px; font-style: normal; font-variant: normal; font-weight: normal; text-decoration: none; vertical-align: baseline; white-space: pre-wrap;"><span style="color: white;">The way you respond has everything to do with the information you have collated throughout your own experiences. What knowledge you have gained about me and what you think you know about me before I say that single word will affect your apparent conclusion. For example, perhaps you didn’t know I was in Africa, so you most certainly wouldn't have picked perspective 4 as a conclusion. But let’s say I was. Your conclusion would be wrong. In just a few moments you have misjudged a simple situation because you didn't have all of the relevant information to come up with an accurate conclusion. </span></span></div>
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06445091483116255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764657928972963663.post-5072457470277048642014-06-20T12:55:00.002+01:002014-06-20T12:55:55.466+01:00A Leap of Faith<b>30 years</b> of living in other people's shadows and today I finally decide to cast my own.<br />
<br />Taking a leap of faith in yourself to set up your own business that could make or break you is a big ordeal. Especially when you don't feel like you have money to back you or a safety net to catch you if you don't succeed.<br />
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I have come to the conclusion that I HATE being drip fed a wage like a hatchling, squealing with it's mouth wide open, desperate for another worm. The daily grind is rotting my mind. It's time I grew into a creature bold enough to jump from the nest in a life or death fashion. Take the leap of faith and make something my own.<br />
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I have so many things I want to do before I am 40 years old. So, I am setting myself the challenge of a lifetime. Success isn't becoming the robot your employers want you to be, conforming to their ways so they can make money from you efficiently. Success is not kissing your bosses ass or becoming a jobs-worth to get a 20 pence per hour pay rise. Success is when you can honestly say you are proud of your life, when you can say you are reaching your full potential as a human being.<br /><br />These are the challenges I am setting myself. These are the things I will achieve in the next 10 years:<br />
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06445091483116255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764657928972963663.post-4232672840175933252013-02-07T15:51:00.001+00:002013-02-07T15:51:13.081+00:00Remembering the daysI remember when health and safety wasn't such a big deal. Building sites weren't fenced off, danger was fun and video games were for rainy days.<div>
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Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06445091483116255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764657928972963663.post-10956577023206978032012-05-31T14:18:00.003+01:002012-05-31T14:18:35.284+01:00Don't just exist, be alive!<br />
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<br />Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06445091483116255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764657928972963663.post-68796793942984927042012-04-25T12:41:00.000+01:002012-04-25T12:41:03.145+01:00Fat and lazy - Health KickPhysical training and a good diet was shot to hell almost a year ago with the arrival of a major chest infection. It lasted three whole months. During this time I managed to develop a taste for doing absolutely nothing and eating absolutely everything. Procrastinating at every opportunity, I gradually gained almost 2 stone. From 12 stone to just under 14 stone in the space of a year. <div>
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I often dream of a life filled with the things I want. Without wants and needs there would be little purpose for our existence. Living on necessity alone will not fulfil our dreams.<br />
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I have started thinking about what I want from my life. Since most of it has been spontaneous and reckless, I think at 27 years old, it's about time I looked at a few possible futures. Making them a reality will be the challenge my brain needs. Life is like a Lego set, you just need the right pieces to build it how you want it. At the moment I am gathering my pieces to see what I have acquired so far. Then I will work out what pieces I think I need to build my life model and turn it into a reality. I really don't ask for much, considering it's a full on dream! I mean don't people dream of mansions and glory? My dreams are achievable and that's the beauty of it. I see it as a challenge I will have to work towards. Necessity is already expensive enough and to buy a house would be impossible in my current situation.<br />
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So after the rambling and philosophising I will move on to the dream. The life I wish for and the life I should collect the pieces to build for myself.<br />
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I imagine there is lots to explore and lots to do in a place like this. It seems like a place of variety.<br />
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It is said that variety is the spice of life right?<br />
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So snowboarding one month and exploring sea caves the next?<br />
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Mountain biking in the mountains. Kayaking. Rock climbing. Hiking.<br />
All the other things I love to do, it's all available here! I know I can do all this in UK but... come on.. this place is much nicer right?<br />
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Then I conclude my materialistic outburst with a jig of excitement as changes in my life have already begun. Starting with deleting Facebook and separating myself from a false fronted rabble of social network addicts. I'm off that crap, with no withdrawal symptoms at all. I imagine that this blog is acting like a nicotine patch, feeding my addiction to the Internet in acceptable quantity. </div>
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So, the weather hasn't been great since the trip to Thurstaston. As soon as it cheers up a little I will take the bike on another day out iron out some kinks and tweek a few more things.Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06445091483116255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764657928972963663.post-4164087203339772082012-02-19T13:32:00.001+00:002012-02-19T13:32:44.820+00:00Delta Force Paintball site - YankeewoodOn Saturday 18th February 2012, a team of us went to the 'Delta Force' paintball site known as 'Yankeewood' in Lancashire. It was Gary's birthday party and it was a fantastic day. I took my GoPro HD Hero 2 camera to film some of the footage. The battery ran out halfway through the day so the footage was quite limited. The video can be watched in full HD here:<br />
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It was a 'Plant the Bomb' mission. We had a bomb like object and had to assault a base and place the bomb inside to win. Me and Gary flanked the base, Gary carrying the bomb and myself with a riot shield. We took out several shooters form our flanking position. I moved up alone with the riot shield creating a huge distraction while Gary placed the bomb to win the game. Some excellent teamwork that game.<br />
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Unfortunately the day was slightly ruined by unsporting conduct on the opposing team, wiping off paint and not leaving when hit. I hit this guy five times on the knee and watched him wipe off the paint every time. I shot riot shield squads to hell and back on there feet and shins but they just dropped low and wiped off paint.<br />
Also there were many members of our team who didn't really do much as you can see in my video while I'm taking out snipers in towers and campers in huts, other team players are just standing there looking bewildered.<br />
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All in all I had an amazing day and even though we didn't win, at least we played honestly and fairly and totally enjoyed every moment of it.<br />
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Most people had not long gone to bed after their Saturday night mayhem drinking in town. I was getting up and ready for an adventure! Ahh the benefits of not being a social drinking sheep! Instead I was a mountain goat! Haha!<br />
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Unfortunately I couldn't capture some of the hairiest, scariest moments. There was no way I could operate a phone while sliding down a steep path of snow, 3ft wide, with a 1500ft drop just a foot to my right.<br />
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I think maybe I should purchase the HD Hero 2 helmet cam to capture more awesome footage for next time! :DAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06445091483116255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764657928972963663.post-35265363154542519922012-01-27T15:35:00.000+00:002012-01-27T15:35:21.741+00:00Time To Give Up ProcrastinationWell, I've been back in UK since the end of summer 2011.<br />
I had to find a job really quickly but, with the way things are at the moment, jobs were hard to come by.<br />
My family home in Greasby had been put up for sale. My brother, Barney, couldn't find a job so he had to shoot off travelling so he could work away. My mum bought a house in France with Karl so they could retire and live off the land.<br />
In my opinion they could have saved a hell of lot more on their joint wage first. Just another two years would have done it but hey! Impulse buying runs in the family! Haha!<br />
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I managed to find a job in Chester through recommendation. It's really good.<br />
Nice little kitchen studio with my own office where I look after all the designs.<br />
The bosses gave me the flat upstairs to stay in, rent free which is saving me a fortune in travel expenses etc!<br />
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Had my first car crash on the motorway early January. Was pretty scary! But I'm okay!<br />
Just gutted that it wasn't my fault and the other guy got away. Now it all comes out of my expense.<br />
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No news on the cage fighting just yet but it has been confirmed that I will be re-appearing at Rumble On The Rock. I'm just working on getting fit again now.<br />
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My main goal this year is to finish my book, ready for publishing. I've really put some effort in to this and it would be silly to stop now! So.. watch this space. I'm currently at about 6000 words! So only another 80,000 to go! Haha!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06445091483116255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764657928972963663.post-37070887366621370262011-05-20T13:07:00.000+01:002012-02-16T01:55:25.868+00:00Rumble On The RockOn 7th May 2011 I competed in my first cage fight that will be featured on the 'Sky' channel 433 known as 'Premiere Sports'. <br />
A DVD of the event will be available soon if you can't watch it on Sky.<br />
It was amazing to go in to the cage knowing I was the first person to fight in a full size professional cage in Jersey.. ever!<br />
I will be competing in the next 'Rumble On The Rock' event in October.<br />
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This has been one of a few highlights this year. Getting back into martial arts is one thing but training with these guys is epic!!<br />
Learned how to pull off some nice little tricks - arm bars, shin bars, the triangle, and loads of other submission techniques.<br />
I don't have any photo's or videos just yet but I will post them as and when I get any!!!Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06445091483116255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764657928972963663.post-34279080481318830272010-09-22T00:23:00.000+01:002010-09-22T00:23:40.319+01:00The Beach Cat<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><br />
As we walked along the pebbled beach, a small cat decided to tag along for our trek. It followed closely and plodded on through sand and seaweed, across rocks and pebbles. We watched in hope that it knew where it was headed. We had a fair walk ahead of us and this cat wasn't going to give up so easily.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">There's loads more photo's on my website below</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/Davidfrancisphotography/BoulayBayHillClimb?feat=directlink">http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/Davidfrancisphotography/BoulayBayHillClimb?feat=directlink</a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Click this link to see more!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</tbody></table>I'm also working on a project now, I have some creative writing to do! I have an idea that could ending up going in a few different directions. The initial plan is to write the photo-comic and play. See how it goes! I'll update this with sneak peeks as it progresses! =]<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">I wish I had my camera with me in work today because I saw the HUGEST moth fighting a spider. The poor moth was trapped inside a section of the window and the spider was trying to bite the moth. But the moth kept fluttering and bashing the spider away. The spider tried to sneak behind some debris and catch the moth unaware but the moth was panicking and smashing about; desperately trying to escape the fangs of it's enemy. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06445091483116255052noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764657928972963663.post-6965059772718581802010-08-09T03:07:00.000+01:002010-08-09T03:07:13.260+01:00The Fair and Havre Des Pas festival!It was so nice today! The weather was gorgeous and I made damn sure I was out in the sun!<br />
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So I went to the fair to meet Skippy, Gloopy and Chris. To my surprise it was Chris's Birthday!<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">From Left to Right - Skippy, Chris's Girlfriend (Sorry I forgot your name!), Chris and Gloopy!</td></tr>
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I enjoyed taking photographs of everyone, it was ace!<br />
They all went on the games to win cuddly toys and stuff. Skippy annihilated the rifle range, and then Gloopy shocked us all!<br />
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This game right here is meant to be virtually impossible... But Gloopy hit it sweet!<br />
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<div>So anyway, the gypo behind the stall was shocked at the thought of someone claiming such a good prize like a £10 note or that Super Remote Control Helicopter you can see in the background of the picture. He quickly said... "For a win you can take one of these big teddies!"</div><div>Gloopy promptly replied.. "No way! I want a helicopter!"</div><div>The poor gypo stuttered and stammered and with great disappointment he handed Gloopy the EPIC RC Chopper!</div><div><br />
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</div><div><----- Skippy and Sophy</div>Anonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06445091483116255052noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1764657928972963663.post-71449948778446067352010-08-08T02:56:00.000+01:002010-08-08T02:56:41.501+01:00<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">This has been my best Saturday off in a long time!</span></span><br />
<div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">My Uncle Pete and his girlfriend Hayley are over on holiday so I met up with them for lunch at the 'Crab Shack' in St Brelade. After that my Uncle Chris met up with us and we went out on his speedboat.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">With Chris as the driver of the boat I was certain we were all in for a rough ride. The speed limit on a 'wing' on 'Donut' is around 20-25 knots. If you went on holiday and had a go then they'd more than likely be going this fast. Thanks to my trusty Uncle I easily doubled that speed if not a little faster when slingshotting! At those speeds the water feels more like packed sand and it hurts to have your feet dragging behind, never mind face planting.</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;">Anyway I came off the wing at a stupidiculous speed and winded myself to hell and back and my ribs are sore to the touch.. so thanks for that Chris nice one.. haha!</span></span></div><div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial; font-size: small;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 13px;"><br />
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