The Knights in White Denim Tour -AKA The White Trash Tour…
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Superman pyjamas tonight dude, I'm hoping to be asleep "faster than a speeding bullet"
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So… my question for the current tour participant is "What kind of reaction does a man get from his colleagues when wearing white denim in his work environment?" Do they generate some banter or what?
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Well, tomorrow will be my first ,and possibly only, venture into work wearing them. Luckily for me I am king of my particular part of the organisation, and I have already highlighted the section in the company handbook which reads.
"Insubordination directed towards your line manager may be cause for disciplinary action"
With my plan B being to simply tell them to shut the fuck up.
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A couple of weeks ago I did a photo walk around my home town, taking various pictures of the town centre with this thread in mind. Even I am not brave/ stupid enough to wander around Mansfield town centre, pausing to take pictures, in daylight hours, wearing white jeans. Where I come from the assumption would be that I was either gay (instant beating offence) or foreign, probably French (instant beating offence).
I will, however be doing a quick walk around town this Sunday (before the Heroin addicts and alcoholics take over) and taking a few quick pics to prove that I am not a complete coward.
The photo/ description post will be here in this thread on Sunday night, UK time.
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@Sugar:
So… my question for the current tour participant is "What kind of reaction does a man get from his colleagues when wearing white denim in his work environment?" Do they generate some banter or what?
our assistants love it when I show up in them. Generally in all my Iron Heart stuff they tell me how well dressed I am
our CEO once told me she likes how I wear my superblack jeans together with the superblack vest
that was a big compliment for me and I think she likes the white ones as well. She is a very good big boss. -
Haha, Davito I suspect that your genial Swiss work environment (private bank? ;)) differs in a few respects from Mega's factory set-up.
I vote for a trip to Sherwood Forest.
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Sherwood Forest is possibly the most disappointing tourist destination in the UK, I'll go next weekend
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Damn, really? I loved the Major Oak when I was five (25 years ago admittedly but I'm sure it hasn't changed too much). The Robin Hood Experience in Nottingham where you go around in the little cars is also a treat.
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I've never done the Robin Hood experience, but the Major Oak is basically a giant tree, held up by scaffolding, that people are not allowed near.
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o/course i was just kidding mate…but still i can totally understand
Cool mate
I will show u what I do when you are in zurich @Sugar:
Haha, Davito I suspect that your genial Swiss work environment (private bank? ;)) differs in a few respects from Mega's factory set-up.
Hehe Sugar thx, no I am not in a private bank
but have a wonderful work environment thats true. Best thing would probably be personal Butler of Family P. and G. Haha
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Best thing would probably be personal Butler of Family P. and G. Haha
Sorry man, G already has Tommy in training for that job
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Ok…..so beginning my tour of my home town. I'm going to take you on a walk from my front door, into the centre of the place I lovingly refer to as "the biggest shit hole in England", my home town of Mansfield.
This is Casa Del Tron, also known as Tron Towers, otherwise known as a modest Semi Detached house, on a modest street, in a modest part of town. Our street is far from posh, but it is quiet, our neighbours are pleasant, and we are close to the Police station (handy in this town). Our house was built in 1939, and is a pretty solid construction, like most buildings in Mansfield it is built on a Sandstone foundation.
This is a view from the end of the street, looking up towards our house. What I like about this is that the end of the street onto the main road is quite scruffy, which tends to put off the criminals. The street gets much nicer the further up you go, and thankfully we live at the "nice" end.
This flag flies above a local builders merchants, on main road near to where we live. I just thought it was a nice image, and proof that we are actually in England, unlike most other countries you won't find many Union Jack flags flying in England, patriotism is a dirty word to some of my countymen and has been tinged by the right wing political parties.
This is closest "pub" to my house, and I have never set foot in it. Apparently it is a little rough, but is notable for two things, firstly the building itself is full of character and like most of the older buildings in Mansfield it is build from the sandstone which the town sits on, sandstone quarries were one of the major industries of the town in times gone by, along with coal mining and textiles. Secondly, it is the favoured drinking establishment of one of the richest men in England, Mike Ashley, owner of the Sports Direct chain of shops and of my favourite football team Newcastle United. The head office of Sports Direct is a couple of miles away in Shirebrook, and Mr Ashley is a personal friend of the local
gangsterbusinessman who owns and operates this and many other local pubs.
This innocuous little shop is where Pam and I acquire all the tools and materials we require to make our home made wine, which as Giles, Paula and Beatle can attest is quite good really. The man who owns the shop we nick name "snaggle tooth", as he only has one tooth at the front, and I am sure that he is permanently drunk, especially as he offers a "try before you buy" policy on all his home brewed spirits kits.
Further along the main road we have our local Indian Restaurant, this is fairly unremarkable apart from it leads me to this odd bit of Mansfield trivia. For such a backwards, cesspit, provincial, nothing town we have quite a large collection of really good restaurants. We have a Thai restaurant, which makes the best Thai food I have ever eaten, earlier in the year we took Beatle there when she came to visit, and she agreed. I think this is mainly due to the unusually high population of Thai's and Indians in Mansfield, and I have no idea why that is.
This next building is of particular interest for me, because I want to buy it. This building is the Town Mill, it was built in the 1800's, and was a fully working Mill, which then was converted into a pub, and one of the best live venues in the Midlands, right until the fuckwit who ran it managed to run it into the ground.
It was where I spent most of teen years drunk out of my head, and listening to some great live bands, such as Jamie T, INME, Wheatus, The Levellers, The Bluetones, B-Movie, Dr Feelgood, The Futureheads, The Wildhearts, UK Subs, The Damned, Does It Offend You, Yeah?, Hadouken! The Wombats, The Species, RockMelon and Battlecat!
It is situated right on the edge of the town centre, and is becoming increasingly run down the longer it is closed. I dream of being able to reopen it, and bring a great live venue back to Mansfield/ the East Midlands. I would love to rename it "The Iron Heart"
This is the view facing back up the main road, and towards the turn off to my street from outside the Town Mill. Not particularly inspiring.
This is the site of my very first job. Part of my family used to own this shop when it was "Mansfield Gas and Electrical Supplies", I worked here as a teenager cleaning down second hand gas cookers, and helping with deliveries. Carrying a large stove up 12 flights of stairs to a top floor flat is quite a work out. My family sold the business, and some of them moved to Spain for a better life, the people who bought the business didn't do quite as well.
Along the same road are two other buildings made from our local Sandstone. The first is a Methodist Church, the second is a local solicitors.
This is our local "alternative" shop, where the local emo kids can feel cool that they bought some Vans and a Foo Fighters tee shirt. They also sell bongs and smoke pipes for those who participate in the areas real "growth" industry.
As part of a regeneration project a few years ago, the local council took all our tax money, and spent it on various staues and art projects around the town, this was like reading Chaucer to Badgers….absolutely pointless. This particular art/ statue is meant to represent the "typical" Mansfield man, no-one here looks like this or ever has.
Another of our local drinking establishments, the front is quite pleasant, the inside is neon, with loud chart music and people in their 60's trying to look like people in their 20's. A man died in here of a heart attack on the dancefloor just last night, and I'm surprised that anyone noticed.
A view back down the street from outside the above drinking establishment, and facing the statue.
Another of my former jobs was as a barman in this local pub. At the time that I worked here it was an Irish bar known as O'neills, and it was here that I first met my darling wife. She was my replacement here after I had been fired for smoking in the disabled toilet instead of working. My first words to her, after her being introduced as my relplacement were "you're too short, and you're a woman, you'll never replace me"…in my defence I was really, really drunk. The rest is a love story
The view back down the street, from being stood outside our local main Post Office. For anyone who has ever bought anything from me, this is where your packages journey began….good to see the magic isn't it?
The following pictures are of our engineering masterpiece, the local viaduct, which carries the train line through town, and onto Nottingham. I think it is actually quite nice, but please note that our council (eager to spend their budget to justify an increase for next year) has put up the Christmas lights already :-\
The old Town Hall, now only used ceremonially, such as when we have Rebecca Adlingtons (olympic swimming medalist) welcome home party etc… It has been replaced by an "out of town" modern monstrosity built to resemble a Chinese pagoda, but in fact resembling a fine example of British bureaucratic architecture from the early 90's.
And finally we arrive, I will let the pictures do most of the talking. Mansfield is marketed to tourists as a "charming market town", apart from the fact that the local council killed the market by charging the stall holders to death, they then raised the rents on all the town centre shops in an effort to "decentralise" the town. We are now swarmed by American style "strip malls", all carrying the same shops and brands, such is life in middle England.
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Mega I think that is my favorite start to a tour leg of all time. Great job!
