Human Humdrum

…in which Santa comes but twice a year.

Posted by: skelseh on: March 5, 2010

13 days before blast off to Sydney and Vince’s company have finally made their decision about his job.

He doesn’t have one.

Actually it’s not as bad as it sounds, it was in fact ideal scenario number 3. 1 being that he could come out to Oz at the same time as me and keep his job while out there and 2 was that he could come out to Sydney with me and work his insane three-month notice there. This way he’ll have to find a job out there, but at least he’ll be coming with me and in actual fact he should be able to get a better paid job and we’ll be a lot more comfortable.

Eventually.

Ugh I wish it was easier. I bet he’s thinking that it all better be worth it. I feel terrible. I have everything else in hand so far at least. Visa forms filled out, documents copied, health insurance sorted out, finance, rental references, blah blah blah. There are lots of nice green “completed” blobs on my Gantt Chart.

There are still some scary steps to go, such as clearing and cleaning the house, selling our cars, shipping our things, a probable chest x-ray to determine if either of us has tuberculosis, and giving blood for the first time on Monday.

Since I had a blood test about a year ago I’ve been meaning to become one of those awesome 4% who give blood, but always just forgot or something. As a Brit my precious life juice is actually unwanted in Australia – anyone who lived in the UK between 1980 and 1996 probably has mad cow disease – so I figured I’d pull my finger out and give some blud before I leave. To that end I booked an appointment for Monday pm. Go me.

It’s also got to flight booking time. It looks like jetting off day will be the 18th of March, which means that two weeks from now I’ll already be in Sydney, 10,000 miles away, clinging to the bottom of the Earth. The weather will be different, the direction of the sun will be different, the time will be different, the water will drain from the sink different.

And yet it’s still not sunk in properly. I’m even having a hard time getting my mind around the simplist of concepts. Only half an hour ago I had this very thought:

“Man, I hope Vince gets a job fairly quickly once we get there, it will be going into winter in Sydney, which means it will be Christmas soon…”

I should find out what the average IQ is in Australia. I may not fit in at all.

…in which there’s another great reason to live in Oz.

Posted by: skelseh on: March 1, 2010

A woman at work is today celebrating her ten year anniversary with J-Tronic. Apparently as a special thank you from the company, J-Tronic employees can look forward to an extra day of holiday for their tenth year with the company.

In Australia, employees celebrating a decade with the same company get three weeks extra paid holiday. Not to mention the climate to spend it on!!!

Also, I went ahead and did a Gantt chart. Things seem less terrifying now. These things work!

…in which there’s still so much to do.

Posted by: skelseh on: March 1, 2010

Australia then.

Theres 2 and a half weeks until I probably fly to Sydney. I say probably, because I still don’t have any flights booked. I don’t think it’s up to me to book them, considering they are on the company, but they haven’t said anything about them to me yet. I’d kick up a fuss, but the fact is that we still don’t know if Vince is flying out at the same time, so the longer they hold off on that the better. Kind of.

Two weeks ago when I first mentioned this to Vince, he spoke to his manager saying that I’d be jetting off sometime in March and what would happen if he had to go. Apparently sometimes the company keep people on as contractors – even if only for a while – and that it was likely Vince could keep his job and just do it from Oz. On the Monday this was put to one of the CEOs, who also said there shouldn’t be a problem with that.

Unfortunately they changed their minds last week. There are a number of details that need ironing out – pension funds, salaries, and not least an insane three month notice period that Vince was blissfully unaware of, and an office manager who has promised to take him to court if he doesn’t work it. Work it real good.

They’re trying to work it all out now. I just have to sit on my hands and wait. Unfortunately as with most managers, if it doesn’t directly affect them then it isn’t urgent.

As for me, I’m supposedly starting work in the Sydney office on the 22nd of March. A Monday. Ideally I would like to fly out on the Thurs/Fri before, giving me a weekend to go “aaaaaaahhhhhhhh” and get over the jetlag.

Prior to any of that I have a nice chunky list of shit to sort out. Wanna read it? YEAH YOU DO!

  1. Upon receiving some final details from HR in Oz, I need to email a few documents to the Visa lady. This includes organising medical insurance to cover us for the length of the visa. $$$
  2. Pay termination of tenancy fee. Because our contract runs until August 2nd, we have to pay our agency a fee to re-list the property. This is equal to one month’s rent. Ugh. $$$
  3. I need to talk to my parents re: selling and storing stuff. They only get back from their round-the-world trip this afternoon, so we still haven’t really been able to talk about the details of me sodding off and leaving them.
  4. I have a looooong list of things for sale that I need to start putting up on notice boards etc.
  5. Find out about flights and possible increase of luggage allowance.
  6. Empty our house.
  7. Clean our house.
  8. Cancel car insurance and obtain certificate of no claims.
  9. Cancel home insurance.
  10. Inform council tax people.
  11. Inform energy suppliers.
  12. Inform water board.
  13. Inform BT.
  14. Finish putting everything on ebay (I did about 25 items last night, but forgot a WHOLE load of things).

I’ll do 8-13 tomorrow when I’m at home waiting for our shipping company (Anglo Pacific in case anyone needs a recommendation) to deliver our shipping cartons. They’ve actually been very helpful; while their site asks you to specify an amount of stuff in order to get a quote, I spoke to them on the phone and they are just sending us a range of boxes to fill. What we don’t end up using, we don’t pay for. Handy!

Even though I’ve made this list I still feel so unorganised and stressed out. Would it be ultra dorky of me to lay it all out in a Gantt chart? Fuck it, anything that helps, rite?

…in which she’s moving 10596 miles away.

Posted by: skelseh on: February 21, 2010

Alrighty. This blog has been a bit neglected over the past few weeks – woopsie. But the reason is that while there have been a few interesting things going on, they have all been a little dwarfed by the fact that I’ve been offered a job in Sydney.

Yup; the New South Wales in Australia Sydney.

Oh it gets better, they want me over there to help out the concepting and estimating team in the middle of March. I have four weeks from yesterday to pack up what I want to ship out there, ship it, sell or store everything that is left and then fly off to Aus.

Vince is going to come too… following maybe a couple of weeks later, depending on his visa.

Things are still in early days at the moment. All that’s concrete is my job offer for “Marketing Specialist” and the fact that I’ll probably be flying out the weekend of the 20th of March. Oh and that I’m selling a while heap of crap on eBay. But for the next couple of months this blog is going to be less about my silly craft crap, and more about how one goes about emigrating to the other side of the planet.

With a little bit of me freaking the fuck out mixed in ;)

After having it ready to go for a while, needing only some interesting tid-bits from Dad, I have today finally got my Dad’s look-alike site up and running!

www.keithskelsey.co.uk

Not only does it look spretty swanky, but I’ve also learned how to do all the CSS properly, added meta information, added it to google’s list-of-things-to-bot, got it set up on Analytics and today added a link to the clip of my dear father in BBC1’s ‘The Hustle‘.

Phewf!

It wasn’t without its difficulties either. While getting the coding right and having everything work great is so damn rewarding, trying to get your head around how it should work, or more often why is isn’t working is a flippin’ nightmare!

The other great trial was, quite stupidly, setting up the domain name. For reasons I won’t bore you with I had to go elsewhere other than my hosts for the domain name, after a VERY short google settling on UK-cheapest. That was easy, the hard part came when trying to get my new domain to point people to why I’d uploaded the nice shiny website on my other hosting. Ughhh.

I was going to say that I looked for instructions, but truth was I didn’t even know what terminology to look for. There was Web Forwarding, which did point the domain to my site, but it was just like a signpost to it, so wouldnt carry any meta information with it from the site. Changing the DNS info seemed to sound like it would fit the bill, but the fields you had to fill in were crazy, and I had no idea where I would find the information. Then there was Name Servers, which seemed like a simpler version of the DNS stuff, but I still didn’t know where I’d find the info, and nothing on the site nor google helped. It was like I’d accidentally strayed into France, and was having to order computer parts in a language I only studied for a year.

Eventually I got the right info and got it working, but it was kind of stressful for a while there. Surely I’m not the only non-website-genius to want to set up a site using a specific domain name and not host it in the same place? Yet it really did feel like I needed an HND in How The Internet Works to do it.

Anyway it’s done now. And it’s time to spam the link everywhere. I’m told that helps with google indexing, though it does mean pissing everyone I know off by spamming things about my Dad everywhere again. Oi vey.

www.keithskelsey.co.uk

…in which you all get A*s. Just like we taught you.

Posted by: skelseh on: January 27, 2010

This is going to be a bit of a rant, and so I appologise for it from the off for it’s potentially poorly written nature.

I just read a story on the BBC news website about a Facebook group which Biology A-Level students have set up, complaining about their recent exam paper.

According to the BBC:

“The AQA biology paper taken on Monday has prompted an instant online protest – with allegations that questions did not match what pupils had studied.

“I’ve spent six months working hard… and only one out of the eight questions had any relevance,” writes one student.”

I know how it feels when you open an exam paper, read a few of the questions and realise you don’t actually know what they are talking about. Dread washes over you – you’re going to let your folks down, your teacher, your school, yourself. You start thinking back to your revision, trying to remember what you may have missed out, all the while reading and re-reading the same ambiguous question. But eventually you stop panicking, clear your head and realise that there is actually a lot you can say in that little space.

The only difference is that you don’t know for sure that you are saying the right thing. Probably because this kind of question never came up in one of the test papers.

To me, while it isn’t the fault of the students and is pretty unfortunate for them, this Facebook uproar just highlights something that a lot of us have suspected for some time: kids in the UK are just being taught how to pass exams – how to correctly answer a certain number of a certain type of questions.

It was even like it when I was doing A-Levels, ten years ago. I took Maths and Further Maths, which were mostly modular, involving exams at the end of each term and slightly bigger exams at the end of the school year. At the start of each term we would spend several weeks learning the new topics covered by the module, and at the end of the term we would spend a few weeks just going through past exam paper after past exam paper.

Literally being taught how to answer them.

It even went as far as being told by the teacher which questions to leave out. Most papers asked you to answer a certain number of the questions given to you, obviously designed to allow you to pick the questions that you feel you could answer best. But I remember being told that “if a question on item-we-didn’t-cover comes up, just leave it and answer the other questions, because we’ll have covered them”. It was as if the questions you were able to answer depended on which school you went to, and which topics they felt like teaching.

Surely the idea should really have been to spend the whole term teaching you as much as possible, giving you the choice of what to answer in the exam depending on your own skills and understanding?

I remember discussions following the exams about what we all put in our answers. Very occasionally someone would have answered a question on the paper that you and your friends didn’t, about something that you didn’t cover in classes. “Wow, you must be so clever”, was usually the response. And yeah I guess those people were – they were using the skills and understanding they’d gained over the term to try to understand something slightly different. And usually it worked, if I remember rightly.

But surely that’s how it should work? If you go to university to study the biology of pond weed in southern Guatemala, you expect to come back with enough knowledge to be able to give some answers on pretty much any question about pond weeds in southern Guatemala, not just a very specific eight ones.

Imagine going to your first interview for a role as an exotic pond weed specialist in the Central America section of some huge botanical museum and saying to your interviewer “oh sorry, that one wasn’t in the syllabus. I could tell you something about blahblahblah instead?”

As my colleague here just said, if they can’t answer questions in an exam paper on their subject, then they haven’t learned the subject.

And I know it’s not the students’ fault, but he’s absolutely right. There’s a massive difference between learning about a subject, and learning the answers to some questions.

Playing Trivial Persuit so much that you remember all the questions does not make you an expert on everything.

I’m sorry to everyone younger than me (and to those older than me whom my generation did ‘better’ than), but I really do think that this is why GCSE and A-Level results are improving so much: we’re just getting better at answering the questions, but probably at the expense of understanding the subjects.

I really hope that most of the students not whining on Facebook just read the questions and had a go, and that they are rewarded for it. And despite the fact that it’s the fault of the schools and the way courses are run and not the kids; the whiny ones who didn’t even try should all get Fs.

Big Red Fs.

…in which her dinner is too skinny.

Posted by: skelseh on: January 24, 2010

Turns out, I’ve not been eating enough fat…

Bizarre huh? I’ve been doing this food diary properly for a couple of weeks now, and the other day I was browsing the site’s forums when I saw some info from the nutritionist about fat levels. You see on this site you get both a calorie and a fat limit, and while the aim is not to go over the limit, there isn’t any indication about the minimum you should be eating.

For the calories that doesn’t really matter. My daily limit is just over 1200kcal, and it would be pretty hard not to get close to that without being insanely hungry. My fat limit on the other hand is 46g, and up until recently I’d only been having about 15g a day.

There’s a good reason for this. High fat foods generally equal high calorie. Since I’m counting every last one I’m purposefully picking foods which are low in calories and therefore low in fat, in order to get the most out of my 1200.

For anyone not really clued up on the ways of the calorie, here are a few typical foods and their contents:

  • Mug of tea with semi-skimmed milk and 1 sugar - 50 kcal
  • 8oz Sirloin Steak - 300 kcal
  • Cadbury’s Kraft Dairy Milk – 255 kcal
  • Pint of Fosters – 195 kcal
  • 1 Slice of a large Pizza Hut Pepperoni Pizza – 250 kcal
  • Big Mac meal with a coke (not even larged up) – 990 kcal
I guess kcal for £, it's good value.

Big Tasty Meal, larged up, with a coke: only 1555 kcal and 75g of fat.

I never thought I would have to worry about not eating enough fat, but our bodies do need a certain amount to stay healthy. According to the nutritionist this certain amount is no less than 25g, so I’ve been way under lately.

The trick now will be somehow upping my fat intake, while keeping my calorie intake the same. It’s like some frustrating puzzle game. And it’s not just any old fat either – the body can turn left over calories into certain types of fat, but it also needs omega 3 and 6 which it cannot make. So instead of just being able to eat more butter and cheese and stuff, I have to try to eat more nuts, seeds and fish. I never eat those!

I have, however, taken this opportunity to switch back from skimmed to semi-skimmed milk after 3 years of drinking that crap. Thank you, oh God of dieting!

While I’m here, here are a few of my cheap calorie food tips that have helped me keep the calories and the munchies down:

  • Caramel Snack-a-Jacks – 50 kcal each
  • Flumps – 50 kcal each
  • Hartley’s ready to eat jellies – less than 10 kcal per pot
  • Tesco fresh soups – Mexican Chilli Bean and Chicken Veg – 135 & 115 kcal per serving and pretty filling!
  • Crispy Pancakes – 100 kcal each
  • Ryvita Multiseed Thins – 30 kcal each

…in which Inspiration returns as a demon entity.

Posted by: skelseh on: January 20, 2010

After saying I’d given up on them, I got inspiration last night for a new comic. It follows last Sunday’s scary movie night with some friends, where we watched the much hyped spooky movie, Paranormal Activity. Don’t worry if you haven’t yet seen it yet (which you should – in the dark*), the comic doesn’t give much away.

Comic #9 – ParaNormal Activity

Tried a new idea this time around and didn’t outline or colour the background. I think that part of the reason I don’t do these very often now is because they take so flippin long. Sketching them, outlining them, scanning them, colouring them, shading them, adding captions and then displaying them on a new html page (yeah I should look at doing it more dynamically I guess) – it all took a fair bit of time to do.

Rather than stop adding all the silly little details in the background that I can’t seem to not do, I thought I’d just try outlining and colouring the main objects in each scene – hence the scribbliness this time around. I’m glad I did it this way considering the last frame, but as Sod’s Law would have it, it all took ages anyway as I had to reinstall and re-set up my tablet.

It looks okay. Maybe this time it won’t be 5 months before another inspiring idea comes along.

*But try not to see the trailer first. As usual, most of the cool bits are RIGHT THERE.

Thing which may have been interesting once #1

Posted by: skelseh on: January 18, 2010

New years resolution #1, though not listed in order of importance, was to learn how to sew. So on January the… whatever-it-was I got out my never-used sewing machine that I picked up last year for something like £35, bought some cheap tea towels for material and sat down to sew a pretty basic tote bag.

It took me about an hour to get the thing working, only for it to fail again two hems into the bag construction. Never buy a cheap sewing machine from Tesco. Ok you could probably have told me that. Bull hell, I thought that even a cheap sewing machine would be able to… well… sew.

Not wanting to give up and wait for a replacement machine like a normal person I decided to hand-stitch the rest of the bag. This was not the wisest decision, as my poor fingers would tell you, right before telling you that I probably ought to own at least one thimble. In any case, here’s the result:

Canvas Bag

Tote Bag v1.0

Not bad from afar. It’s not until you look close can you see just how bad I suck at this.

Bad stitching

Learn2Sew lol

But there you go. I consider this step one toward acheiving this goal. Step two is probably to repair/replace the sewing thread-tangling machine. For now though I can at least take my canvas (or other suitable alternative) bag to the supermarket. Though I won’t be carrying anything heavy or breakable in it. Maybe just cotton balls or prawn crackers.

Tim Minchin, by the way, is awesome.

…in which she did, umm, a thing… with the thing..?

Posted by: skelseh on: January 16, 2010

The more regular of Human Humdrum readers may have noticed that after 8 mildly amusing strips, I appear to have abandoned the regular comic gimmick that I started at the beginning of this blog. Contrary to what I just told my good friend in the States, this is not simply because I ran out of pencils, or even because I ran out of funny visual ideas. In fact I have plenty of funny visual ideas, but the problem lies in my inability to not fucking forget them instantaneously.

I forget a lot of good ideas. I’d love to be one of those studious looking people you see who always have a notebook with them and it’s always overflowing with interesting notes and doodles, but I’ve tried keeping one and failed on many occasions. I just don’t like my handwriting enough to keep any of it.

I’ve tried making notes on my new PDA phone, but I still hate the fussy interface and faffy loading times. Yep – I’m so impatient that I can’t even wait 5 milliseconds to talk gibberish to myself.

When I’m at work and I think of something I need to remember when I get home I tend to jot it in an email and send it to one of my personal accounts. I spend enough time sitting at my computer that this should be a good idea. Unfortunately I don’t check my email nearly enough for it to be at all effective, especially now I’ve started logging in to find that the only person who has emailed me… is myself.

When I do eventually remember whatever idea it was that I had, I find I’ve lost interest or enthusiasm for writing about it/doing it properly. The result of this is that instead of having a bank of really good ideas that I’m excited about, I just have a scrappy list of things that might have been interesting once.

Unless I forget, the next few posts will be about those things. Apologies in advance if you are unamazed.

A less negative term often used for forgetful is Distracted, making the assumption that a person forgets things because they have a high level of concentration… on something else. Indeed there is a whole global association dedicated to ‘Distracted People’, though how they ever got a complete and working website is a mystery. Einstein himself was often referred to as ‘distracted’ and, while I’d hate to be so bold as to directly imply that he and I are alike, we do both also have ridiculous hair. Relatively speaking.

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