Today’s guest is Ian Dicken’s who was a Round the World crew member in 2000. Ian then wrote an excellent book titled ‘Sea Change’ which was all about his experiences. This book is a very good insight to the Clipper Race and anyone going on the Clipper Race would benefit from reading it. The best way to get it is probably by contacting Ian at direct at: ian@drdb.org - You could be the first to commit e-commerce on Colin’s Place!
So, it’s boat show time again and Thumper and his keeper will be donning their blazers, beige chino slacks, crisp blue shirt with logo embroidered pocket, sailing club tie and battered deck shoes (I assume Thumper will wear four, although rabbits can never get their shoes on the correct foot – it’s down to ‘Mix a my toes’s’, apparently).
I wonder if every trade show has its own uniform that identifies the wearer to be firmly part of his or her industry. Does the International guttering convention see the great and good take the ride out to Excel with low slung grubby jeans revealing a spotty array of builders bums with a copy of the Sun poking out from the back pocket?
Or the European Arms Fair, where everyone comes dressed in camouflage. But how would you know – if it’s any good, you shouldn’t be able to see them.
I really must attend next years Festival of Erotica to see what is de-rigour at Olympia – I imagine that it might not extend beyond a couple of well placed tassels and a pink costume, which in my case, is in need of some urgent ironing.
This time six years ago, London Clipper was doing battle with the Pacific on the way to Hawaii. In the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night, the phone went. It was Colin calling from the Clipper stand, when the boat show was at Earls Court. It was where I first met the Clipper team in 2000. This year, my wife will be there as she plans her part in the 2007 race. We don’t like to conform to type though, so while I’ll be wearing a camouflage top and grubby jeans, she’ll be the one swirling the tassels.
You can’t miss us.
I wonder if every trade show has its own uniform that identifies the wearer to be firmly part of his or her industry. Does the International guttering convention see the great and good take the ride out to Excel with low slung grubby jeans revealing a spotty array of builders bums with a copy of the Sun poking out from the back pocket?
Or the European Arms Fair, where everyone comes dressed in camouflage. But how would you know – if it’s any good, you shouldn’t be able to see them.
I really must attend next years Festival of Erotica to see what is de-rigour at Olympia – I imagine that it might not extend beyond a couple of well placed tassels and a pink costume, which in my case, is in need of some urgent ironing.
This time six years ago, London Clipper was doing battle with the Pacific on the way to Hawaii. In the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night, the phone went. It was Colin calling from the Clipper stand, when the boat show was at Earls Court. It was where I first met the Clipper team in 2000. This year, my wife will be there as she plans her part in the 2007 race. We don’t like to conform to type though, so while I’ll be wearing a camouflage top and grubby jeans, she’ll be the one swirling the tassels.
You can’t miss us.
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