19 May 2012

The Great St Ives Car Park Mystery

I have a theory.  It's a good one, a bit left of centre I have to admit, but still a good one!  So, what is this theory? How did  I manage to come up with it? Read on, my friends and all will be revealed, eventually.

Once a month, for the past few months, the family has been helping one of our clients with a stall at the St Ives Shopping Village.  For the family, it means getting up early, packing the car and driving up to St Ives, and then helping out with the stall.  My main role is to undertake the hard task of blowing up all the balloons.  I am glad to say that I have a machine to help me inflate them.  Otherwise, given the number of balloons required, I would be in intensive care at the local hospital.  This is a story in itself, but I think I will save it for another day as it will make great blogging material one day!

One thing that I noticed when we first helped our client out was the fact that the car park at the shopping centre was virtually 100% full.  I assumed that the locals liked to do their shopping early, especially for a Sunday.  I held this view until last week when my thoughts about this totally changed.  For this session the family had to arrive an hour earlier at 9am.  Driving up to St Ives I thought that I would easily get a car parking spot close to the entrance of the shopping centre.

However, I was totally wrong! Despite the earlier time and the coldish weather, the car park was totally full! In fact, for the 7 hours we were there the car park was never anything but full! So what was the reason behind this?  Being of an inquisitive mind, I decided to come up with a theory.

St Ives is an area made up of a high proportion of older aged persons and baby boomers. As we all know, people of a mature age seem to wake up much earlier than the rest of us.  My theory is that the locals seem to get a kick out of driving around the car park at the shopping centre for hours on end.  It must be a mature aged fetish, methinks.  Or maybe it's a Senior Citizen's version of Le Mans?  

You can imagine these locals getting up before sunrise, having a hearty breakfast and jumping in their car to set off to the shopping centre.  I wonder if they are able to sleep the night before due to all the excitement of the next day.

These are the only reasons I can come up with, coupled with the fact that locally not much happens on a Sunday in leafy St Ives.  Interestingly, a few times when I had to go back to my car and drop off, or pick up, some items from the boot I was car stalked.  This even happened when I told the drivers of two vehicles that I was not going to drive off and was just getting something from the boot!  My mixed up mind decided that car stalking must, therefore, be a local hobby for the over 60's.  I think they were getting some devilish pride out of stalking me - another notch on their car stalking stick perhaps?

I even deliberately went different directions to get to my car at times, and sure enough, I continued to be car stalked!  I had to admire the eagle eyes of these drivers as they seemed to be able to see me quite clearly carrying my car keys in my hand from a distance of 50 metres! What was even more impressive was their driving and breaking skills.  In fact, Lewis Hamilton would have been impressed with their handling of the twists and turns of the compact car park.

Even when we left the shopping centre, after a good day's effort, we ended up being followed by yet another car stalker.  You could clearly hear the low hum of the engine as it moved behind us at a slow speed.  Naturally, within seconds of us leaving the parking space a car had quickly taken it!

As I drove off I thought back to the car stalking and the locals who were happy to just drive around and around and around. It did seem a tad strange to me. St Ives, dear reader, surely is a quirky place!

10 May 2012

The Never Ending World of the Cliche

Writing blogs can be lots of fun, pure and simple.  You have freedom to write anything you want at a drop of a hat! 

Some people write about things that are close to their heart, whilst others will offer their opinions about certain matters by putting their own spin on it.  Then there are others who will go full circle and write blogs as if it's their own diary, their personal space in time.  

As for me, I don't want to re-invent the wheel every time I write a blog.  I just let my mind go with the flow and see what comes up, or I should say, what is transcribed via the laptop! When you are on a roll, blog speaking, you need to make hay while the sun shines, and let the creative juices flow.  That way you will always reach your goal of writing the best blog of all time! Well I can dream about that, at least.

At times you feel like a kid in a lolly shop, as the words flow fluently from your fingers, and what you write actually makes sense to yourself and the average man in the street. Thinking of a grand plan for a blog means that, at times, you need to think outside the square.  This is when it gets exciting and it whets your appetite to reach for the stars from a writing perspective.  Then, with a full head of steam, you create a masterpiece of epic proportions.

I don't believe in let sleeping dogs lie. I believe that you need to keep things fresh and try out different ways of doing the obvious.  As they say, clothes make a man and a great blog makes a true blogger.  At times if I think the blog is not evolving into how I want it to, then I put it on ice for a while and come back to it at a later stage.  That way, I always finish what I started.

When I started blogging, what now seems like a million years ago, I never thought it would have reached the level it has.  I always take it one blog at a time.  That way I can take stock of things in my own way.

Never in a million years did I think I would write 15 blogs, let alone 150!  However, I am sure with my get up and go attitude then my blogs will go from strength to strength.  So, for all you readers out there don't wait with baited breath but come back to my blog site for the latest and greatest blogs in the universe - or my fractured mind at least!

NB: If you can work out how many cliché’s I used in this blog then you are a better man (or woman) than I!