Posts Tagged ‘Journal’

National Speed Awareness courses

Wednesday, December 29th, 2010

My name is Richard Gooding and I am a marginal speeder. I wasn’t until the first week of November, but a lapse in concentration or just plain ignorance resulted in a speeding ticket landing on the doormat. What was the damage? A £60 fine and 3 penalty points or a National Speed Awareness course for £82 and no points on my licence. You can guess which option I took, although it wasn’t without some deliberation. But, when it comes down to it, £22 seemed a fair price to pay to avoid any endorsements. And all for going 35mph in a 30mph zone, on a country road, where I don’t remember either a camera or a warning sign.

So, the day before Christmas Eve, I found myself driving up the A12 from Essex to Suffolk (courses are usually offered in the county of prosecution) to an industrial unit in Ipswich, and to the four-hour class run by AA DriveTech, a specialist driver training division. There were 18 of us, with over half the class over 45 years of age plus; the instructor informed us that the average age of attendees on the courses was 40, and with up to three courses a day, over 60 people are retrained in the laws of the road daily. Why no young people? They choose to speed apparently, and so aren’t offered the educational alternative that National Speed Awareness courses offer.

The statitstics gave food for thought. Motorways are the safest roads of all, with 55% of drivers accelerating past the limit, while the majority of accidents happen on urban roads; 69% of drivers speed in towns and cities. A speed camera costs a local authority £23,000 to install, and while Suffolk is one of the lowest camera-populated counties (with eight currently in use), I think I was caught by one of the numerous mobile sites. But by far the most shocking figure was that it costs over £1 million pounds to administer just ONE death on the road, and as there were 2222 fatal casualties last year, the money spent soon adds up.

A theory session only, attendees must ‘pass’ the course (though no proof is given), and ‘actively participate’, so there are plenty of ways to interact, from speaking, to watching videos, to voting on multiple-choice questions with handsets straight from the set of Who Wants To Be A Millionaire? Basically a PowerPoint-powered refresher of Highway Code information, the courses certainly serve a purpose, and the videos showing changes in braking distances and what happens in a multiple pile-up graphically illustrate what effects even small increases in speed can have on potential accidents. Proof if proof were needed that speed does indeed kill.

Happy Christmas!

Saturday, December 25th, 2010

Happy Christmas! I’d like to extend season’s greetings to all the loyal readers of goodrichard.com and thank you for your ongoing support. I hope you have both a fun-filled and restful festive break as well as a healthy and prosperous 2011.

Twitter ye not!

Saturday, December 18th, 2010

No news is good news, or at least that’s how the saying goes. Look at the date of the last post here, around three weeks ago. The reason? Apart from the usual suspects of a busy and full life, I’ve become addicted to Twitter. I opened an account for PoloDriver.com a few months ago and primarily use it to send post headlines to the social site automatically. This then hopefully encourages readers to go to the site to read the latest updates.

All very clever, but I’d resisted the temptation to open a personal account as I thought it was just yet another thing to update and read, and what with numerous daily RSS feeds from other websites, Facebook updates and the never-ending pile of reading matter at home, there just simply aren’t enough hours in the day.

Until now, that is. No, I haven’t managed to bend the rules of science and make my days longer, but I have found that I can integrate Twitter into my daily jobs list with literally no effort. As with other ‘news’ and update sources, I pick and mix what I want to read, but already it’s proved useful, enabling me to download music tracks from my favourite artists and find stories for the Polo website.



Of course, you have to have a smartphone to use it, and the availability of Nik’s first-generation iPhone was timely. At the moment, I think the novelty is still there, and I can’t wait to see what everyone’s been up to, and what my favourite pop stars and car magazine writers are up to. A late adopter, yes, but as a way of ‘mini-blogging’, it’s brilliant, and allows you to connect to friends without the sometimes overly-intrusive nature of Facebook.

I’ve still got to learn about ‘retweeting’, replying and other such essential tools for would-be tweeters, but I’m getting there, slowly. And although my number of followers is small (PoloDriver has more), I’m hoping that in time, they’ll grow. Catch me at www.twitter.com/gooding2shoes and if you’re interested in all things Volkswagen Polo, follow the PoloDriver feed at www.twitter.com/polodrivercom

Weald Country Park, Essex

Sunday, November 21st, 2010

We’ve been off work this past week, partly to use up ‘spare’ holiday days and partly to take a break before the Christmas rush is upon us. Monday saw us hunting bargains at Basildon, Wednesday we were shuffling around the spires of Cambridge, while on Friday we day-tripped to Colchester. All of our trips were enjoyable, but Tuesday stands out as a particular highlight, as we zizzed down to Weald Country Park near Brentwood and saw a herd of Fallow Deer, grazing in their enclosure.

Nothing unusual in that maybe, but they were very friendly, and would nuzzle your hand if you put it close enough to the large-holed wire fence. Some of the males (the bucks) were getting their antlers for the rutting season, while some of the babies were very small, suggesting they were only born this year. Their spotty backs and almost ginger colouring contrasted well with the low-hanging sun-filled and cloudless sky, while the dewy grass sparkled a near-lime green.

A 500-acre, 700 year-old open space of lakes, parkland and tree-lined avenues, Weald Country Park is just west of Brentwood (we explored the nearby High Street post-park) and is the largest of the Essex County Council parks. It was landscaped in the 18th century by Capability Brown, for the then lord of the manor, Hugh Smith. His grand house, Weald Hall, once stood in the park, but was demolished in 1950-51, due to war damage. There’s still lots of nature-inspired things to see, though, and we left a good deal of it to explore next time.

Ballet and Benacre

Sunday, November 7th, 2010

It’s not often we stay over at mum’s but this weekend we did just that. It’s not often we go to the ballet either; yesterday’s evening at the Theatre Royal in Norwich was the second time in six months – we hadn’t even watched one before May’s night in London at the Royal Opera House. But, to get us in the mood for Christmas (in early November), mum and Bart invited us to a performance of one of their favourites, The Nutcracker, performed by Northern Ballet.

Basically the story of a little girl whose Nutcracker doll comes to life (and conveniently turns into a Prince), the tale tells of their adventures in icy, wintry lands where snowflakes and Sugar Plum Fairies dance and toys come to life. Performed to Tchaikovsky’s specially-written score, you know more musical pieces from it than you think you do, and as the Northern Ballet Sinfonia were under the stage in Norwich, you forgot you were actually hearing the music played live.

Northern Ballet’s performance of the traditional Christmas ballet was a blaze of colour, and the Theatre Royal lent itself well to such a showing. The costumes were lavish, the backdrops and set pieces charming, and the production well-paced. But, we’ve come to realise that the second half of any ballet is really just to let the prima ballerina have her (more than one) chance in the spotlight, pirouetting time after time, exiting and then entering the stage again and again, adding nothing to the story at all. Still enjoyable, though.

This morning, we headed over to Bart’s apartment on the Benacre Estate for an egg and muffin breakfast. We provided the eggs, while mum and Bart gave us company and post-eating, we all went for a walk through the leafy lanes and sheep-filled fields that make up the 6700-acre Suffolk estate. The 18th century-style rebuilt Benacre Hall stands as the imposing centrepiece of the estate, while surrounding stables and ex-groom houses lend themselves as perfect, getaway-from-it-all apartments in lavish and quiet grounds.

A traditional mixed farming estate situated on the Suffolk Heritage Coast between Lowestoft and Southwold, the majority of the Bencare Estate lies within an Area of Outstanding Natural Beauty, and has just over 3 miles of eastern coastline. It’s a haven for wildlife, and during our brief visit, we not only saw endless sheep and pheasants, but also a herd of jumping Fallow Deer, along with a solitary Muntjac. You wouldn’t believe that you can see that much wildlife literally a stone’s throw from the main A12 Lowestoft to London trunk road, but for part-time townies like us, it helped make the weekend.