• Getzger Cat likes to ride in the car

    We don't have a nodding dog in our car, we have a nodding cat. His name is Getzger and he's very, very fat.

    We don’t have a nodding dog in our car, we have a nodding cat. His name is Getzger, and he’s very, very, fat.

    In fact he is so fat he looks like he has an udder.

    Taken on this afternoon’s school run.

    Gary and Getzger on the school run

    I’m not sure if I’ve trained Getzger to follow me to the car, or if he’s trained me to take him. Whichever, most mornings and afternoons he comes with me.

  • Meet my old friend Penfold

    Photograph of a Psion MX5
    Psion MX5. Copyright © 2009 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    When I finished work in the UK I had to hand back my Windoze PDA, so I was left wondering what to do for portable notes and a diary.

    I did some checking on the internet and found a guy who could not only fix my old PDA but make it better than new, with a more robust better-designed screen cable (I’ve already gone through two). Unfortunately, some problems with the repairs meant it wasn’t ready when I left the UK, so Robert brought it over for me.

    I wasn’t all surprised when I turned it on after three years of not being used, and it worked fine, but what did catch me out was on inserting my old memory card it all sprang into life just as it when the screen cable last broke. I wasn’t quite prepared for that sudden rush of memories.

    I’m now looking forward to becoming re-accustomed to some decent PDA software. I just hope it syncs with the latest version of Outlook.

  • Ginger and Gary’s Wedding day

    Mr. and Mrs. Copyright © 2009 Erica Turner, all rights reserved.

    At four pm on 20 February 2009 we got married. Below are a small sample of the 800-odd photographs we have of the day. Many thanks to Erica Turner for the super job she did in capturing our day for us.

    As this is a long post we’ve broken it up into more manageable chunks:

    Getting Ready

    The wedding ceremony

    Our wedding reception in Ebbets Field bar

    Speeches

    Jonathan’s homily

    This is what Jonathan said on our behalf during the wedding service.

    In our lives, we all have expectations as to how things are going to turn out. As we proceed through our days, we see our future planned out ahead of us and we trust that certain things are always going to be true.

    We know what we expect our career to be, how our dreams are going to unfold, and deep inside we all hope and pray to find a mate that completes us and makes us feel loved and understood. We are all looking for a soul mate… a best friend and partner…. whether we admit it or not.

    But life never really works out the way we expect.

    Gary and Ginger were going through the motions of their lives, separately, on different continents, in different and, as they found out, in many ways, in parallel worlds. One day these parallel lives crossed paths. And everything changed. You see, they knew instantly that they had found the fulfillment of that lifelong hope. Before they ever heard each others’ voices, they knew that they wanted to share their lives forever in some way or another. Today we have the pleasure of seeing the beginning of the fulfillment of that partnership as we gather together to witness the marriage of Gary and Ginger.

    That was the beautiful homily that Ginger and Gary wrote.

    I will add only a little.There is an interesting concept in both hard science and science fiction. It concerns parallel worlds. Physicists postulate that parallel worlds – or universes are implied by some of their important theories. And science fiction writers find it a useful tool for their characters to pop in and out and get from here to way, way out there with ease.

    The interesting parts, for the scientists and the fictional characters, are the convergences — the points and moments where the parallels cease and the real encounters begin.

    I have found that those encounters are usually unexpected.

    Now we may expect something, we may have hopes and dreams, but those convergences can exceed even our outlandish hopes. Think back to the time just before you two met. Could you possibly imagine the relationship that you have now? Could you possibly dream that you would be in love, and sitting in a church — Gary in a place called the Ozarks, and about to get married? God is fully aware of the parallel worlds in which we live. And it is God’s business to make the convergences real and effective for us — to bring people together in love. The old-fashioned term is ― grace. It works even on the new-fangled Internet. It worked for you.

    And we are privileged to witness God’s grace at work in your lives. The fact that you are together and your love for one another gives us real hope for the grace that each of us needs.

    Thank you for being open to God’s work in your lives. Thank you for inviting us into your love. To paraphrase Solomon, many waters — not even the wide waters of the Atlantic Ocean can quench love.

    Amen.
     

    Gary’s speech

    Welcome everyone. Before we start here are some domestic arrangements. Please feel free to order from one of the menus we have provided, if you choose to order off the standard menu you’re on your own! We have arranged a dessert, so make sure you leave plenty of room. However, if you don’t like cheesecake you are going to be out of luck. There is a tab at the bar, once that’s gone you’ll have to start buying us drinks. But please stay as long as you like. The facilities by the way, are just along the corridor.

    Maintaining the informality of our day, you’ll be pleased to hear we haven’t planned lots of speeches and toasts, but I would like to say a few words on behalf of the two of us before the festivities proper commence.

    Life is a journey driven by our dreams. Dreams are strange things, when we are young we have such wonderful dreams of how our lives will play out, everything is black and white, and everything is possible. Then the reality checks set in, and we find that rather than being black and white, life tends to be a grey blur. Our dreams get buried under responsibilities and day to day trivia. Then over time they get forgotten and lost.

    Ginger and I are lucky and have been able to rediscover our dreams. And one of those dreams was to be together. The journey toward that particular dream started some twenty months ago, it has been a journey of sharing and discovery. To get to today we’ve traveled the equivalent of twice around the planet, exchanged over three and a half thousand e-mails and at one point racked up what felt like the equivalent of the national debt of a small country in ‘phone bills. We’ve also had to battle bureaucracy, jump through endless hoops of red tape and we still have lots more hoops to dance through.

    In the beginning our dream was just that, a dream. Before we had spoken to one another we were best friends and we wanted to be together to share our friendship. Once we started talking we quickly fell in love.

    We decided we wanted to get married over a month before we first met in person, our friend Rebbie was partially responsible for that particular revelation. Ginger and Rebbie had a girls lunch out celebrating Ginger’s birthday, and when I spoke to Ginger she was, shall we say, a little the worse for wear. I’m not sure quite what I said, but Ginger retorted along the lines of ‘I won’t have a marriage like that.’ I of course being the mature responsible adult I am, retorted, ‘You said the M word, you said the M word…’ but we both agreed that that was exactly where we were headed, and where we wanted to be.

    Just over a month later, we met for the first time in the arrivals area of Springfield airport. I stopped to ask the security guard where to collect my bags, and as I stepped away I caught a glimpse of someone running towards me. Ginger nearly knocked me over. I suppose we just meant to have a hug and say hello, but the hug and tears quickly turned into a kiss, and within a few seconds of meeting we both knew for sure that this was it.

    We never wavered from our goal. Even when we began thinking of all the obstacles that had to be overcome. Even when we forgot how the other felt. Even when we faced the normal misunderstandings that every couple has. Even when we were falling asleep on the phone and trying to fit in a relationship into two busy lives six hours apart. We were committed to Us. And that meant diving head first into the unknown. We had so much to learn. About the process, and about each other.

    We’ve discovered that despite living on different continents we have surprisingly similar backgrounds, we discovered that we are almost identical; two sides of the same coin. We both think the same way, have the same interests and personality traits – for good and ill.

    As part of our preparation for our marriage we completed a questionnaire for Jonathan. I think even he was surprised, as he told us, that if he didn’t know better he would have thought that we cheated and just one person answered a lot of the questions. Of course we aren’t completely identical, we may have the same colour eyes, be the same height, and able to share shoes and gloves, but there are significant (and beyond the obvious differences) I’m organised while Ginger has lots of systems in place to try and be organised. I’m quietly stubborn, while Ginger is well, Ginger!

    So here we are celebrating the completion of one journey, which by and large we traveled apart, and the start of our new journey together as husband and wife. Our dream now is to have a happy and fulfilling life together, though as Ginger has observed, happily ever after still means you have to clean house and pick up after kids.

    The important thing is we have our dreams, and our message to you is don’t forget your dreams.

    Finally, on a personal note, I’d like to thank all those involved in making today a success, I would also like to thank my family and friends, those present and absent, for their support during what has been for all of us, a difficult journey at times. And to all of you, my new family and friends, thank you for your generous support and welcome.

    Thank you.

    Footnote:  The astute may have noticed that I stole a couple of paragraphs of the above from my work leaving speech. I’m sure I can be forgiven for plagiarizing some of my own words.

  • Chili’s

    Chili’s. Copyright © 2009 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    I really like the bold red in this sign. The sign is very high up, to get the picture I had to setup the tripod on the hood of the car. Thinking about it, I don’t think I’ve ever eaten here (2019).

  • Running Repairs: dispelling a common myth

    Running repairs: dispelling a common myth. Copyright © 2009 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    We use a soldering iron power control as a dimmer for some strings of fairy lights in our bedroom.

    Very poor soldering job – Very cheap and not so cheerful. No wonder it eventually failed. Copyright © 2009 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    After a recent furniture move it stopped working. The controller has been sat by my desk for a couple of weeks waiting for that ‘idle moment’ for me to take a look at it, this evening I couldn’t put my mind to any of the other things I’m supposed to be doing so I took the back off and had a look to see what was wrong. It took a couple of minutes to locate a dry joint which is the most likely cause of the problem. Now ironically, I have to buy a soldering iron to fix a soldering iron power control; the only soldering iron Ginger has is more suited to lead pipe work and leaded glass.

    While checking the circuit for problems I was able to dispel a common myth. The US mains voltage is not 110 volts and hasn’t been since the 1950s. It is 120 volts, as my trusty voltmeter attests.

  • Hornby O Gauge LNER Bramham Moor electric model railway engine

    Photograph of a Hornby LNER Bramham Moor
    Boyhood memories. Copyright © 2009 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    From what I can find on the Internet, this Hornby O Gauge LNER Bramham Moor electric model railway engine was manufactured sometime between 1936-1941. So it was well used by the time I got it around age 5.

    Unfortunately, it is showing the battle scars of many a boyhood train wreck. It is missing the lightbulb on the steam box, and the wheels on the front bogey are not correct, they should be spoked (like those on the tender). I guess the wheels we see here were ‘borrowed’ from another piece of rolling stock.

    Here’s a link to an article on this train – from a museum in Australia of all places. At the time of posting the article incorrectly states that the model is clockwork – which it obviously isn’t. Hopefully, when they get my email they might update their catalog. 🙂 Toy steam locomotive, Hornby No.2 Special Locomotive ‘LNER Bramham Moor 201’, 4-4-0 type, 0-gauge, metal, clockwork operated, made by Meccano Ltd, Liverpool, England, 1935-1939. You’ll also notice that the manufacturing dates don’t agree with others I’ve found online too. It’s hard to know which of the various sources are correct.

    Update

    The Powerhouse Museum ought to know better than to update its website without redirects … Anyway, they no longer have an image, but here’s a link to the current (January 2025) catalog entry: Hornby toy steam locomotive No. 2 Special LNER ‘Bramham Moor’ 201 Object No. 85/2582-5

    Trying to find more information, I found this entry from the Brighton Toy Museum: Bramham Moor locomotive 201 (Hornby Series E220). Interestingly, their entry also links to the defunct Powerhouse catalog entry.

  • Goods and Chattels

    Gary's stuff arrives from the UK
    Goods and Chattels. Copyright © 2009 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    Today has been a day of unpacking.

    After two and a half months of waiting, my stuff finally arrived. Twenty four boxes and one desk. Eleven of the boxes contained just books. The remainder held personal papers, clothes, my computer, CDs DVDs and my speakers.

    The nice men that delivered everything, unpacked all the items except the books which will have to remain boxed until we have built the bookcases.

    My mother’s oil lamp made it undamaged, though we have to get new wicks. I thought I’d lost the filler cap in the move and had the guys search the packing material for it. I finally concluded I must have left it behind when I hastily emptied it on the day of my move. About twelve hours later I remembered what I’d done with it. Sure enough, it was inside the lamp.

    It was an emotionally charged day. I was very glad to see and be able to touch my things, sort through papers and look at my books; at the same time they felt out of place here in Springfield.

    My desk fits in a treat behind the sofa where we envisioned it. We are now looking for a suitable chair to go with it. On it I’m keeping my (1936-41 vintage) model train and a model car which used to belong to my father. This is rather appropriate as most of the scratches and marks on the desk are derived from my childhood model making escapades.   

    Now to find a place for it all. Copyright © 2009 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.
  • Ocean Zen

    Ocean Zen. Copyright © 2009 Gary Allman, all rights reserved
  • A Taste of summer

    Gary Allman and Ginger Davis enjoying a warm day in January 2009
    A Taste of summer. Copyright © 2009 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    We had to get up at six am to go and perform a kids exchange at St Louis, a round trip of 460 miles.

    Most of the trip was spent driving through a light mist. About 100 miles from Springfield the skies cleared and the sun shone, the car’s air conditioner was exercised, and once we got near home ice cream cones were bought.

    Around town the road side temperature displays were reading 77°F (25°C), so as soon as the car was unloaded, I put on my shorts, dragged the cushions out of the shed and got some well earned rest in the garden.

  • Research

    Research. Copyright © 2009 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    Having wasted most of my day on Flickr-y things like slimming down my sets, adding new sets ready for the new year, and other general housekeeping, I decided I needed to keep Ginger company, and ended up sitting on the sofa researching whisky (in the glass) and double decker buses (on the Internet) while Ginger researched wedding dresses, whisky, and took her own picture for the day.

    The peace was only broken when I exclaimed “Well bugger me!” upon realizing I’d accidentally managed to bag a FUTAB as well. For some reason Ginger found this statement amusing.

  • The first ‘another day’ of the year

    The first ‘another day’ of the year. Copyright © 2009 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    A new project for 2009?

    I gave up on my second year of 365 days sometime in August last year; I still haven’t got round to posting all the outstanding pictures, and anyway taking self-portraits every day had become boring, all I was doing was dashing off any old picture just to get it over with. But I missed it too, so I’ve decided to try another project – a picture a day for a year. We’ll see how far I get.

    The day started badly with me still overcome by vodka from the new year celebrations. Ginger’s family arrived early and it was only after a shower and some coffee that I became vaguely human.

    Typically I missed my big photographic opportunity for the day, which was having lunch out with Ginger, Ginger’s parents, brother, and niece. I then spent the rest of the day vegetating on Flickr and Facebook until I was asked to ‘strip off’ (hence the robe) so that my posterior could be immortalized on Flickr. I guess I shouldn’t complain as Ginger’s picture made Explore.

    Day two doesn’t bode any better either, as here I sit sorting pictures and uploading them when I should be out taking pictures or doing something constructive like building bookshelves. Ho hum.

  • Swiss Navy Knife

    Photograph of a Swiss Navy Knife
    Swiss Navy Knife. Copyright © 2008 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    Yesterday I was unable to enter a building because I was carrying this knife. I don’t have a problem with that, I’m just not used to having to go through security when entering an office.

    It surprises a lot of people that land-locked Switzerland has a navy and that there is a Swiss navy knife.

    This knife has proved to be one of the most practical knives I’ve owned. Because of its nautical applications it has two tools most knives don’t. A marlinespike and a shackle spanner, both of which have been used much more often than you’d expect. Surprisingly, despite its age (I must have owned it for at least 15 years), it still has the tweezers and toothpick, both of which have seen a fair bit of use. The only part of this knife that I am disappointed with is the blade, it’s very thin, serrated, and doesn’t hold an edge for long.

    Updates

    2020: The fact that I still have this knife is surprising and down to the bright orange lanyard. In 2010, I lost it late in the evening in six feet of water in Table Rock Lake. The next day, I returned and snorkeled for it, and luckily, I found it almost immediately. That was because I took a couple of transits from where I lost it, which allowed me to locate where I dropped it, and even though the knife was buried in the silt, the orange lanyard was easy to spot floating just above the bottom.

    2025: And it’s still going strong! By my reckoning, that makes it over thirty years old now. It has a new lanyard now, but despite trying other knives, this knife remains my ‘go to’ backpacking knife. It still has the tweezers and toothpick, and the serrations on the blade are no longer an issue, as repeated sharpening over the years has all but removed them.

    I recently found the latest version of this knife, officially called the Victorinox Skipper, on the Victorinox website, the knife’s serrations no longer run the entire length of the blade, the marlin spike looks to be a tad shorter, and some very basic pliers have been added.

  • Stored

    Stored. Copyright © 2008 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    Today we finally got round to putting my empty suitcases away in the shed. A simple job with a profound meaning.

    Update

    2019. The brown case was a wedding gift from my first marriage, part of a suite of luggage given by my work colleagues. I’ve only just realized that somewhat ironic connection.

  • The last lap (part two)

    Welcome. Copyright © 2008 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    Ginger, Katie and Lanie were at the airport to meet me when I arrived at Springfield. Because my bags were coming in on a later flight we didn’t have to hang around waiting and could go straight home.

    It was good to be back, I haven’t been here for eight months. All too quickly we had to head out to the airport again to pick up my luggage. We arrived to find the ‘plane had come in early, and the baggage collection area empty. A quick visit to the check-in desk was all that was needed to re-unite me with my clothes for the next few months and all my personal papers.

    I kept my eyes open as long as possible but by ten pm I was more than ready for some sleep. Well, maybe not quite straight away.

  • The last lap

    Final Approach to Springfield. Copyright © 2008 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    It is nine fifty-five pm in the UK and three fifty-five pm in Dallas. I got up at four am this morning to travel to Heathrow with my brother Ian driving and my eldest son Robert, coming along to see me off.

    Now, eighteen hours later, I’m sitting in the Springfield bound plane at Dallas Fort Worth, waiting for the last of the passengers to board. I’ve managed to get an earlier flight out of Dallas, my bags will follow later, but that’s not an issue. If all goes well, I’ll be arriving one and a half hours earlier than planned.

    Gary En-route to Springfield. Copyright © 2008 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    I feel like I have a nasty cold coming on, and none of this seems real at the moment.

    The worst part of my trip was sitting waiting in the immigration area at Dallas Fort Worth while the official went through my visa file.

    When I arrived at Dallas the airport was very quiet more like late at night or very early in the morning, and ours was the only international flight at that time. I had some help with the customs forms and followed the usual queue to immigration. It was only when I got to the front that I realized that they’d swapped around the US and foreign queues since my last visit and I had accidentally gone through the US Nationals’ queue. Fortunately, no one seemed to mind. I went through the normal fingerprint and picture procedure and handed my visa envelope over to the officer, who was chatty and friendly. He asked me to follow him to immigration – which was just a seated area at the end of the arrivals hall. I was the only person there.

    The officer gave my file to an immigration official who seemed to take forever reading my stack of papers; though it was probably only 10-15 minutes. He appeared to be very meticulous and scratched his head from time to time. I was terrified he’d find something wrong with the paperwork and send me back.

    Finally, he called me over, and he asked who Ginger’s father was; he asked when we were getting married “February 20th” and he then checked the dates and told me we have to be married by the 26th so we were cutting it fine. He asked if Ginger had Children? “Yes, three.” Where were we going to live? I explained that we were staying in the US because of the children.

    And then he stamped the papers and I knew it was going to be alright. He crossed out my K1 Visa, handed back my passport and said: “have a nice life.”

    I was so relieved I could only mumble “Thank you, thank you very much…”

    The advantage of being delayed at immigration was that my bags were already on the carousel. My customs papers had already been stamped by the Immigration Official, so there was no delay, I could go straight through. All I had to do then was re-check my bags, ‘Phone Ginger, get through security and onto the plane to Springfield and my new home.

  • Still lots to do and a couple I’ll pass on, thank you…

    This is one of those lists of things you should do / have done.

    1. Started your own blog – Duh!
    2. Slept under the stars – All the time when I can.
    3. Played in a band. – Does working the mixer, providing sound effects and being a roadie count?
    4. Visited Hawaii
    5. Watched a meteor shower – My last one was the Persiedes on my second night with Ginger. August 2007.
    6. Given more than you can afford to charity – No to my shame.
    7. Been to Disneyland/world – Not one I want to do either. Sorry.
    8. Climbed a mountain – A few big hills though.
    9. Held a praying mantis
    10. Sang a solo
    11. Bungee jumped – Think I might pass on this one.
    12. Visited Paris
    13. Watched a lightning storm at sea.  – long time ago when I had a yacht.
    14. Taught yourself an art from scratch – Drawing
    15. Adopted a child
    16. Had food poisoning. – After a British Airways flight from Mumbia (India)
    17. Walked to the top of the Statue of Liberty
    18. Grown your own vegetables
    19. Seen the Mona Lisa in France
    20. Slept on an overnight train – Hyderabad to Bangalore (India)
    21. Had a pillow fight
    22. Hitch hiked
    23. Taken a sick day when you’re not ill – Only once in my working career.
    24. Built a snow fort
    25. Held a lamb
    26. Gone skinny dipping – Just try and stop me.
    27. Run a Marathon – I’d like to try maybe a tenth of one?
    28. Ridden in a gondola in Venice
    29. Seen a total eclipse – France 2000. I want to see more.
    30. Watched a sunrise or sunset
    31. Hit a home run – Not my idea of fun
    32. Been on a cruise
    33. Seen Niagara Falls in person
    34. Visited the birthplace of your ancestors
    35. Seen an Amish community – I’ve seen lots of buggies, does that count?
    36. Taught yourself a new language – Does pidgeon Italian count?
    37. Had enough money to be truly satisfied
    38. Seen the Leaning Tower of Pisa in person
    39. Gone rock climbing
    40. Seen Michelangelo’s David
    41. Sung karaoke – On about the second or third day of a new job. Surprised I made it to the fourth day.
    42. Seen Old Faithful geyser erupt
    43. Bought a stranger a meal at a restaurant
    44. Visited Africa
    45. Walked on a beach by moonlight – Often, but almost always on my own.
    46. Been transported in an ambulance
    47. Had your portrait painted. – My recent nude.
    48. Gone deep sea fishing
    49. Seen the Sistine Chapel in person
    50. Been to the top of the Eiffel Tower in Paris
    51. Gone scuba diving or snorkeling
    52. Kissed in the rain – With Ginger on June 22.
    53. Played in the mud – What kid hasn’t.
    54. Gone to a drive-in theater
    55. Been in a movie – Tommy, along with most of the students in Portsmouth.
    56. Visited the Great Wall of China
    57. Started a business. – Four so far.
    58. Taken a martial arts class
    59. Visited Russia
    60. Served at a soup kitchen
    61. Sold Girl Scout Cookies
    62. Gone whale watching – This is a must.
    63. Got flowers for no reason
    64. Donated blood, platelets or plasma
    65. Gone sky diving – No, and this one is not on my list…
    66. Visited a Nazi Concentration Camp
    67. Bounced a check
    68. Flown in a helicopter
    69. Saved a favorite childhood toy – Being shipped to the US right now.
    70. Visited the Lincoln Memorial
    71. Eaten Caviar
    72. Pieced a quilt
    73. Stood in Times Square
    74. Toured the Everglades
    75. Been fired from a job – Not so far.
    76. Seen the Changing of the Guards in London
    77. Broken a bone
    78. Been on a speeding motorcycle
    79. Seen the Grand Canyon in person
    80. Published a book
    81. Visited the Vatican
    82. Bought a brand new car
    83. Walked in Jerusalem
    84. Had your picture in the newspaper – I’m sure this has happened but I can’t remember. Been in quite a few trade mags.
    85. Read the entire Bible – getting pretty close.
    86. Visited the White House
    87. Killed and prepared an animal for eating
    88. Had chickenpox – Yes and I was thirty something at the time.
    89. Saved someone’s life. – Twice. I pulled someone from a building that was on fire; restarted a girl’s breathing.
    90. Sat on a jury
    91. Met someone famous
    92. Joined a book club
    93. Lost a loved one – Parents, Grand parents, aunts and uncles.
    94. Had a baby – I contributed towards two. Does that count?
    95. Seen the Alamo in person
    96. Swam in the Great Salt Lake
    97. Been involved in a law suit
    98. Owned a cell phone
    99. Been stung by a bee.

  • Gary’s last day working at the University of Southampton

    I ‘swipe’ into work for the final time. Copyright © 2008 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    Today was my last day at the University of Southampton. This is what I said to my friends and colleagues.

    We are here because of a dream, my family would say a mid-life crisis, and they are not far wrong, I just consider it more a mid-life review and re-planning exercise.

    Dreams are strange things, when we are young we have such wonderful dreams for how our lives will play out, everything is black and white, and everything is possible. Then the reality checks set in, and we find that rather than being black and white, life tends to be a grey blur. Our dreams get buried under responsibilities and day-to-day trivia. Then over time they get forgotten and lost.

    I forgot my dream. Then in 2006, I took up photography again, and in January 2007 took on a project to take a picture of myself every day for a year. I was shocked and appalled at what I saw – a miserable old sod, and I remembered my dream, realized I’d lost it, and vowed to do something about it.

    Wow!!

    Six months later I was getting divorced. While taking my pictures, I made lots of friends around the world, and I started exchanging e-mails with one person, in particular, discussing our pictures, and then our lives. Within 15 days of ever-increasing e-mails we realized that we were twins and meant to be together. We fell deeply in love via mail and phone, and decided to get married even before we met. Within seconds of meeting for the first time, we knew we were incredibly lucky to have found each other. We are two sides of the same coin.

    So this move is not new to me, it’s been planned for the last eighteen months, ever since Ginger asked ‘how are we going to do this?’ and my answer was – ‘don’t worry honey, I’m a project manager… and sorting out problems is what I do.’

    The schedule slipped a bit from the original plan. But we reviewed it in March and we have been spot on or ahead of schedule ever since. We have had huge hurdles to overcome, visas, children, families. Most of them are now sorted. but there are loads more still to come, but the good news is that we will get to face them together now.

    The message I’d like to leave? Don’t forget your dreams.

    That’s the end of the serious bit.

    Over the last few days I’ve been musing on how you will all cope when I’ve gone.

    • Who is going to run interference with the senior management and attend mind-numbingly boring meetings so that you can concentrate on your day jobs?
    • Who will tell Susanne & Linda to go home?
    • Who is Leo going to be able to shout at, who won’t (normally) take offense and turn round and slap him one?
    • Who is going to try and steal resources from Beccy?
    • Who is going to address Susanne by her proper, given name? And,
    • Who is going to continue teaching her, by example, how to swear properly?
    • Who is going to drive people nuts with pedantic critiques of the layout and grammar of reports and documents?
    • Who is going to disrupt the office by sitting in the corner muttering and making distracting comments?
    • Who is going to keep the Student Union shop going by buying flapjacks everyday?

    And most importantly,

    • Who will turn the meeting room lights off?
    Photograph of Gary Allman outside Building 35 on his last day working at the University of Southampton
    I’ve always been careful to keep my name badge out of pictures – no need anymore. Gary outside the Infamous University of Southampton Building 35. Copyright © 2008 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    Of course, there are several advantages to my leaving:

    For the next six months, I can be blamed for every lost e-mail and file, every project that starts to over-run, update that goes wrong and all the undocumented or mis-documented processes.

    I will have mysteriously placed an order for 10 flatbed scanners delivered without document feeders, and I have probably unwittingly renewed Peter Sandholm’s contract for another 12 months.

    After that, however, you are on your own.

    Over the last eighteen months I’ve come to realise just how little we really know about each other, and in my case in particular, how little I knew about myself. I like to think of us as being like icebergs. There is only ever a very small proportion of our true selves showing. For example, I’m sure that only a very few of you know that a substantial number of my self-portraits are nudes. One of which was used for a drawing, which last night some friends presented a copy to me as a going-away present…

    This is a time of rapid change, anxiety, and frustration, where tempers sometimes fray, it is good to remember how little we know about each other, and stop and remind ourselves that behind our colleagues’ work facing exteriors is a person just like us, with hopes, aspirations, fears and of course dreams.

    So, be kind to each other and I’d like to say ‘thank you’ for how kind and helpful you have all been to me. It’s been a pleasure working with you all.

    When I wrote my speech I didn’t know who my successor would be, but we do now, so I’d like to break with tradition and finish by giving her a gift…

    The gift was a white pages telephone directory – an ‘in-joke’ within the team, which probably left my two bosses wondering what all the hilarity was about.

  • Two-fifty

    Two-fifty. Copyright © 2008 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    Spotted during my wanderings around London.

  • Missouri Angel

    Missouri Angel Restaurant & Bar. Copyright © 2008 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    Oh how I chuckled when I found this place,

    it’s opposite the office block where I worked in 2000, in America Square. The fact that I discovered this bar on the day my American K1 Visa interview was held and approved at the American Embassy is quite auspicious.

    Missouri Angel. Copyright © 2008 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.
  • Robert’s new flat

    Pictures of the Allman Family playing on a games console
    Family fun and games. Copyright © 2008 Gary Allman, all rights reserved.

    Robert has moved into his own place

    After a week’s delay, Friday night saw Robert borrowing my car to finally move out of the family home and into his own flat. Today Ian, Marcelle, and I got an invitation to visit.

    It is a super little place, completely refurbished, nicely finished and with everything he needs. I remember from my younger days that the first thing to get wired in was the stereo. For Robert it is the games console.

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