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Around 18:00 I was making a routine commute to my Monday night yoga class. I had barely left Finsbury Park (home) when on Mountgrove Road I was cycling at a slow to reasonable pace (but roads empty so wasn't holding anyone up). I saw two pedestrians (women in mid twenties) with a big dog. One of them was carrying a dog lead, and as I passed them she scuttled behind me and then whacked me with the dog lead, using it like a whip. OMG! Total random act of violence. I was so furious. And also completely caught off guard. Luckily I was moving so she didn't get a great shot, but still! I wanted to turn around and ride into her using the bike and myself as a weapon. But realized being a puny girl and outnumbered 2.5 to 1 (I gathered immediately they would have no ethical problems with an unfair advantage and tag team to kick my arse and set the dog on me after to eat my face. Insult to injury, as I cycled off into the distance, I heard them laughing to each other. Yes, it was that hilarious.
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Anyone interested in admin job share opportunity at quiet estate agency?
I have a friend who needs a part time general helper:Duties:
- Holding the fort for two sales agents while they are on viewings
- Taking calls
- Helping clients who walk through the door
- Property admin (flipping paper burgers)
- Providing some assistance/support to the agents (from making them a cuppa, helping with their emails)
Essentials Skills You Need:
- Top English language skills
- PC user (no Macs!) - Miscrosoft Office, Making PDFs, et al
- Great phone manner
- Admin experience
- Presentable
- Dealing with people (this is a front office job, not back office job)
- High tolerance of Sloanies and estate agents
Perks:
- As long as you fulfill duties you can whittle away the hours on LFgSs with gay abandon and approval.
Three days a week 9:00-6:00, working Saturdays on rotation (i.e. every other Saturday.)
Not a short term appointment, they want someone who will stick around for at least 6 months.
Salary dependent on experience.This is a great gig for someone who would enjoy a low responsibility job that gives them a work/life balance that offers time, space, and income to enjoy other meaningful pursuits.
Interested? PM me with short cover letter and CV.
- Holding the fort for two sales agents while they are on viewings
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Hiya, I have the very strong possibility of a production gig shooting some vox pop / interviews with some slackers, I mean students in September. Probably 1-2 days shoot. I need a camera man (preferably with own kit and transport) that can also do basic sound (attach a tie clip mic and ensure correct sound levels for recording). Kit = ideally a basic HDV ENG type set up would be great, A1 or Z1 is fine). If you have an ArriLight kit or equivalent, then bonus. You need to be reasonably presentable as the work will be done in front of the client. The work will be boring but piss easy. No luxuries on this gig, you'll need to take care of yourself (no runners or craft table) I'm keeping it light and tight.
Interested? PM me your wet and dry hire rates.
Apologies, but no recent graduates, professionals only with at least a couple of years experience!Also, need video editor with own set up too (Mac FCP only), it will help if you have a HDV deck of sorts. Need to cut the interviews, grade and encode for web. You can work from home, but need to be online for edit feedback and have a tried and tested way of uploading the interviews for view/review (by me and client). Not a creative job, just easy work which should be a walk in the park for you.
Interested? PM me with rates and details of your set up (Probably about 10 very short interviews 1-2 mins max).
Apologies, but no recent graduates, professionals only!I like crew who keep things simple and super professional; no divas or making this job bigger or complex that it should be.
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I've done hard time around Poplar a few years back.
Once, my local news agents ran out of the Sunday Times and so I traipsed up to East India Dock Road (the next closest paper shop). I saw a drunken bum, around 6ft tall shuffle into the shop. There was a big Indian woman manning the till. As soon as he entered she headed his way, man handled him then literally "scruffed" him by the neck (like one does with kittens) and lifted him off his feet and turfed him out. It was very impressive.
After that, I avoided East India Dock Road altogether.
Homophobe.
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It would not be so impressive if you saw me do it.
I am slow and rather awkward. But I am improving.
Besides, the normal problems noobs have, working out routes bothers me almost as much as riding ineptitude. I just wish I knew where I was going!Tell me about the swearing. I didn't swear too much BB (before bike).
But now, you should hear me on a minor incline and uphill - I'm like Medea with potty mouth. I turn heads.Wow Cheevil! That's really impressive.
My commute is 20k a day. I know where all the drains are and the traffic lights times so can advise peds that they have time to cross but mostly I tell them not to cross cos I always have priority. I swear a lot, in French.
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Thanks for the concern, but as a bicycle padawan I have taken the informed and prudent decision to go into training before I elect for such torture, abuse, danger and general epic failure.
Actually, I doing a gentleeesh 40mile ride on Sunday. I've asked a mate to come along who's fitness and riding competency ranks even lower than mine just so I have someone to ridicule on the way and will make me feel better about my own cycling ineptitude.
please tell me you are not riding with james? i fear for your safety if you are.
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Yesterday, I rode from Fulham to Finsbury Park and it was monsoonal all the way. Best ride I've had so far. Something quite euphoric about riding it the rain when PTB are giving it their all. I say bring it on. I'll take whatever you've got.
But only if I am leaving work of course. If I'm en route I prefer the sun with it's hat on.
And no that wasn't me arriving at West (The Ship?!)
My name's not on the guest list yet, ;-)Re: Racism - Tell me about it.
I grew up being called a chinky all the time. In fact just the other day going up Highbury Park Road I got called chinky chonky. I was like can you please get it right, dude. I'm a freaking gook, mofo.
And indeed, Oriental is now a no go word. Like ni**er. The correct form is Asian.
Let's begin the reclamation now!Shit! is oriental rasict? Bugger...
Were you the one that arrived to west whilst the rain was basically at it heaviest?!
Anyway talking of rascistisms, is it just me that gets annoyed by rasicists using the wrong racist word?
I was talking to someone that used the word nip (as in Nippon) about someone chinese! When he obviously should have said chinky. Why are so many racists stupid? Oh actually that question kind of answers itself doesn't it.
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I was in a zoo on the Isle of Man, aged about 10, and observered a tapir, which was standing in water, drinking at one end whilst shitting at the other. This image remains very fresh in my mind.
Carry on.
It was heartbreaking at the time. Took me a month to train and then I enjoyed one day of cat flushing toilet before I realized it was a wasted pursuit. Then I ordered a shitload of worming tablets.
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Cat on toiley??? Awesome!
Link pls!
Check it, its primo rad, dude!
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Careful Balki, cheevil is a friend of Dancing James's. Poor lass.
Tell me about it. Yet to receive the benefit of his association. "All I get it is, gook this, gook that. Shouldn't you be digging a tunnel? You can't eat sandwiches, unless there's rice in it." He thinks it hilarious to play that Paul Hardcastle record when I'm about. I was convinced he was going to Wickerman me using napalm and agent orange as part of my LFgSs induction, hence why I've been keeping under the parapet.
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Hello, hello. I'm new. (Go easy on me, please). Not just to LondonFgSs but to cycling in general, but I indeed have the bug. I learned how to cycle about 6 weeks ago or thereabouts and began commuting to work pretty much immediately, albeit rather incompetently (I'm probably one of those nodders that really annoys you on your way into central London). Generally, I do about 30Km a day (sorry about the metric) but it varies as I freelance. This week I've done much more because my current gig is in Fulham (I live in N4) and I also cycle to and fro for my yoga classes and social meet ups. I realized yesterday that I was going to miss the extra distance I'm currently doing and am planning an alternative longer route home for those nights I fancy the extra km. For the first month I wasn't cycling every day but I accummalted over just over 400km (something only impressive to me) but the last two weeks I've cycled every day and hope to be improving on time and mileage in general. I've also got a few long weekend rides planned for August, which I'm also really looking forward too (although, I realize now probably the wrong thread to bring that up in, ooops.) I'm enjoying the cycle commute that I am seriously thinking moving farther a field, something I never would have considered before - the words 'close to transport' links are now redundant!
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Kitty in the blender needs to enter kitten war!
Can Kitty win against Spieggel?
MAY THE CUTEST KITTEN WIN!
My god that is cute.
My Scrumpie has been in Kitten War and only "won" 70%. Pah!
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Looking forward to the kitty in blender!
I'd like to capture my cat's fear of the bike pump but i would need to video it. He is terrified of the sound of deflating tyres so he has now associated the bike pump with the pssssssssss sound.
Sounds likes he needs positive reinforcement - when the psssss sounds, give him a cat treat! The same psychology is used for cat clicker training(!)
http://www.clickertraining.com/cattraining
I trained my cats in all sorts of cute behaviour with a clicker, no reason you can't make bike pump a cat friend!
Yes, and that kind of encouragement will only get you killed in the face eventually.
They were walking on the road (and I was on the road) but I was not in their way.