Friday

If anyone has ever had to experience “split shifts” they’ll know how frustrating they can be, up at 7am work half an 8 hour shift then do the other half at the end of the day. Essentially giving you a very long lunch and a very long day. Today was such a day for me, 7 till 11 in the AM and then the same hours int he PM. This had the benefit of opening up the entire day to browse Hylands Park and the bus loads (literally) of activities going on.

Morning shift was a little lame as I still didn’t have any login details so until someone else arrived I could do nought but sit around reading. The time quickly flew by and I was soon touring the site. To give myself some purpose I decided to make it my mission to photograph at least once all of the different sub-camp entrances, first destination though is the Promise PM Radio Station for my Internationally broadcast (via Internet and 87.7 FM) interview about working on the ‘Build Weekend’ and Working on the IST so far. I didn’t freeze up until the end when I forgot which track they were going to play for me instead of Learn to Fly but they did have my backup choice of I’m a Believer by the Monkees.

Went back for the evening shift segment with the other contingents arriving the articles from the Reporting team went up a lot so it was important that our 40,000 night website visitors get something new to read.

Who wants to Party?

After a thoroughly relaxing nights sleep I felt truly ready to take on this leviathan of a Jamboree. First port of call was breakfast, served by the horrendously bad Sedexo whom served at EuroJam. With the shear volume of Health and Safety regulations the broke; serving mouldy food, appalling menu options and often not enough for everyone, so why they got the WSJ contract I’m flabbergasted. Guess the contract they have at HQ, Gilwell is worth quite a bit.

Anyway, they managed a reasonable attempt, scrambled eggs from powder, bacon, sausage, plum tomatoes and if you could find a serving stall with them rather crispy Hash Browns, not a bad start but does this mean they’ll get better or worse?

Then after a quick shower it was off to the first briefing of the day, Generic IST Training at 9:30am in the Global Development Boulevard. They had planned to show us a video via projector but due to how sunny it is ( don’t let it stop now! ) we could barely see anything. We did manage to hear Peter Duncan (Chief Scout) introduce himself in rather good French and then Bill Cockroft in good French but not with Pete’s funky accent.

It was a nice little bonding session, though it made me feel that with all the work that needed to be done, and with so many people willing to work, why were so many coming into help at the 11th hour?

Upon departure from the GDB we were given a special edition IST Newspaper with a 10 letter puzzle that we had to assemble from finding letter scattered around the entire site, baring in mind that the site is a 45 minute walk across it would probably take 3-4 hours to find all the letters alone. So using cunning an guile I guessed that it would be “onepromise” or “beprepared” but the first letter found in the Adult Island Hub was a “J” so that plan was quickly through out as it made the first 8 letters quite predicable, after chatting around with others that had no large amount of training to do today I was told the remaining letters to be “07” so the final answer is “JAMBOREE07”. Not brilliant considering the first 2 thought up.

At the Media Centre generic training on the Energise activity area I discovered that my generic 04-00 job code actually meant I was on the Web Team and not as I suspected on the Reporting Team. To put it mildly I was pissed off, thejamboree.org website is appalling, home grown code that only the creator can understand, ill formatted CSS, high server load, it would’ve been a millions times better if I’d been more involved in February rather than skirting the edge doing the Official Forum. For someone who has just finished a Computer Science BSc (Hons) Degree and run various National and International websites already (with great success) it’s insulting to be associated with a area that you could do better.

When the key individuals aren’t in the MarComms tent I can’t actually do anything because I don’t have login details and even if I did the servers have crashed and no-one else is allowed to maintain them. 🙁 This however did offer me the opportunity to fix the Go Jamboree forum which went down due to flooding in Gloucester so it’s not all bad.

I dismissed myself at 7pm to go get some much needed dinner which was a disappointment, either some sort of purée meat or pink looking lamb with onions, with Vegetables, Chips, Potatoes or Pasta. Dessert was Pears, or Pears with Chocolate sauce because they ran out of the alternative

This is the last evening with just the UK Contingent on site so we’re having a celebration on the Island Hub to get us all in good moods for tomorrow’s arrivals. The party had a nifty game where you had to find the matching half of a playing card given to you, if anyone has the other part of a Queen of Clubs let me know!

Equality

Gloucestershire police force could face a “flood” of compensation claims after it admitted illegally rejecting white male job applicants.

By trying to enforce ethnic minority representation to professions are we not infact shifting the focus from the majority which should have the focus to the minority? A reverse racism if you will, removing ‘white’ people because a larger diversity is required, surely this isn’t democratic? A small number of people have a large say because they are a slight minority?. Why can’t it just be the best or most suitable person for the right job?

Surely for race to not be an issue in any way, shape or form it shouldn’t matter, no more of this “to ensure equal opportunities we would like you to answer the following questions on religion, race etc” if it really doesn’t matter then we shouldn’t have to keep statistics on it. Okay it might help in 100 years or give Guinness an easier job of working out things like who was the First woman space tourist but I would be happier with not knowing who was the first/last/next person to do anything and a person’s race not being mentioned and thus the best person for the job getting it.

It is unfortunate that somehow the idea to increase ethnic minorities in Gloucester Police was raised and that the encouragement to be equally representative wasn’t dismissed because of the fear of being labelled racist towards minorities, instead now we are not allocating representative of the majority which in this country is caucasian despite the growing influx of asylum seekers and illegal immigrants.

Perhaps if there weren’t as many scandals with negative results negative actions wouldn’t cascade through procedure and result in similar events?

Full Original Article: Force may face ‘flood’ of claims

Traipsing Along

So I’ve now accumulated 6 days as a 23 year old. How do I feel? No different. What has changed about me since last year? Nothing monumental.

I’m still doing the University thing, still haven’t acquired a concrete finance improver, still doing lots of volunteer work for very little reward, still going camping. I suppose I am camping more now that I’ve more close friends across the entire country that I want to see as much as possible. Its all EuroJams fault 🙂 If I hadn’t spent a month sleeping in the middle of a international multicultural field fiesta I could’ve been in Bristol getting the jobs before the student exodus in Aug/Sep time and nabbed one solidifying my monetary status. Question is: Would I change anything? Hell No! So I’m content.

Recent escapades:

  • Had a couple birthday drinks.
  • Been Bowling.
  • Tweaked the Go Jamboree forum, making it more usable.
  • Handed in 2 assignments.

Not greatly interesting but at least you’ll have something interesting to read about after this weekend…

Here’s To You

So last Friday I was in the middle of my trip to Birmingham and I get a phone call from an old friend in Milton Keynes who after pleasantries tells me that Sean, someone who I worked with has passed on.

I met him on my first day at my first real job after sixth form and we got on instantly. For the next 6 months before he left I learnt a lot from him, both about the job and life. I never told him this but he was a great mentor for me and I don’t think I would’ve done so well at that or any of my following jobs.

I’ve tried thanking in lots of little ways as I didn’t want to make him feel awkward about his passive mentoring. I haven’t seen him for the better part of a year so I hadn’t caught up with him but I’m told he had broken up with his fiancé recently, just after losing his job.

It’s incomprehensible when such negative events happens to someone who has given so much to those around him.

I said it would be Erratic!

In an act of generosity I’ve taken my little sister the cinema to see the latest Harry Potter and I unexpectedly bumped into an ex-cinema college, great chap apparently he quit that gig not long after me and tried other avenues. Can’t say I blame him but apparently all the jobs he tried sucked more so there he was at it again, selling tickets and popcorn.

Missed last weeks pub quiz because ‘Mr. Sophisticated’ was in Mascadonia, it’s alright for some, least we got to go this week. We won diddlely squat but even if we did with the Jackpot going at £270 odd before Xmas it was a mere £25 odd this week.

Caught up with an ol’ school chum Tuesday, it’s great seeing what he’s upto these days considering I thought we were both going to do the same thing post A-levels. I suppose through him I get to see what my alternative life would be like. A cracking chap and over due a visit to Uni-town.

And finally tonight, I’ve left the refinement of my manifesto for SSAGO exec till the last minute which has really gotten my adrenaline running. What a giggle, hope my tardiness doesn’t let me down.