Friday, 7 December 2012

2012 - A year in review - Me

We are approaching the end of another year.  What are the first words you all think about 2012? 

Mine are quite simple.  I would describe my 2012 as life-changing, emotional and character-building. 

I have had to adapt to a year full of change.  I don’t think I’ve said as many goodbyes as I have had this year.  Some were for the best, others as it was natural progression and some it was really sad.

There have been testing times but I ended the year with a degree and more life experience.  So here is how 2012 turned out for me in my opinion. 

A difficult start
2012 began difficult for me.  I had been ill over Christmas and started January on antibiotics for the second time in three years.

I don't think Valentino Rossi needs to be worried about my motorcycling skills!
I visited the Autosport International Show in January for the annual motorsport exhibition, and I must say it was one of the best years for the show.  I will be back in 2013 to experience the atmosphere and the buzz at the LG Arena in Birmingham for the 10th consecutive year.

As winter turned towards spring, the end was getting ever closer in regards to my time at the University of Northampton.

I had some mixed results at the start of third year, and getting the degree classification on my journalism course I wanted was touch and go.

Then I worked harder than ever before.  I spent day after day in the edit suites filming, editing and interviewing people for my TV project.

This project challenged me as did my final dissertation and at times, I let the pressure get to me.

In February, I even considered whether I was chasing the right path in my future career.  A lecture talk from former NME editor Neil Spencer left me with plenty to think about.

He gave a real negative persona to the media industry and I wasn’t sure if I was prepared for long slog in the world of journalism. 

Eventually, I decided to stick with journalism and it proved to be the right decision.

Some satisfying results and goodbye to Clarks
As I was approaching the end of my life in education, another chapter was closing and that was in my part-time retail work at Clarks Shoes.

I was working at the Northampton branch, since making a permanent move to the area in September 2010.

However, I couldn’t stay there after the end of June because I was leaving Northampton after my course, so I was hoping to get a transfer back to Milton Keynes.

Unfortunately they didn’t have the hours I required and in May, I had to hand in my notice and get prepared to leave.

The job was never the most exciting but it kept the money ticking over, especially at Uni and I met some amazing people in six and a half years, in two completely different environments.

My last shift was on 9 June 2012.  It was a sad goodbye but I was excited to finally leave the retail market. 

As my time with Clarks reached its conclusion – my results at University improved and I started finding my best form in March, which was the UK summer this year!

I completed my major individual project, a 10 minute TV documentary into modern technology and how it has changed our everyday lives.

You can see the video below:

I also took part in the Current Affairs Show, a 30 minute radio programme which was recorded by me and two of my fellow coursemates, Lauren Bowen and Miles Aitkenhead.

Surprisingly, I found this module to be quite exciting to do.  I did my own telephone interview without any hassle and when we put the show together in April, we were excited and the results came back very well too.

I can honestly say that it was the best group I ever worked with.  The three of us had one goal and that was to get it done and get it done with some quality and style.  The Current Affairs show can be listened to here.

It also opened a new door into a radio career…more on that later.

The end of University and a brilliant final couple of nights
My dissertation was an interesting challenge to complete
Wednesday, 16 May 2012 and it was all over.  The final project was handed in just before lunchtime – I had officially finished as a journalism student at the University of Northampton.

I didn’t want to leave to be honest; I knew it was great to finish but sad to finish at the same time.

I had done all I could to get the results I desired and now, I just had to wait and hope.

In the meantime, it was time to party and that night, the majority of the journalism group went out into town to the NB’s Sports Bar and the Fever nightclub.

While Fever was a real letdown, I had so much fun in NB's.  Apart from one night out in early February at the preferred nightclub destination of Balestra in Northampton – I had focused on my degree and now, it was time to enjoy myself.

Farida and me in NB's on the final journalism party night. As a course, we did it!
I had such a laugh that night.  There were plenty of drinks, some crazy dancing (apparently I’m quite the dancer….) and I did a few things that were slightly out of character but the night was memorable.

We hadn’t gone out as a massive group since my own birthday the previous October and it was great to socialise with my coursemates. 

A lot of us had many differences with our personalities, and I’m not the easiest person to get on with at times, or the most interesting individual to meet but we knew how to party.

We did it and we finished in the best fashion possible!

Lights out! The Silverstone Grad Ball lived upto expectations
10 days after the NB’s madness, it was destination Silverstone for the 2012 Grad Ball.  What a lovely night that was too.  I even dressed up smarted and booted for the event and I’m not the smartest person ever when it comes to these occasions.

Professor Green rocked the stage after Rizzle Kicks pulled out, one of them was ‘ill.’  It was great to be at the home of the British Grand Prix and to be in the lovely Wing pits complex for the night.

It was another special night and well worth the price for going.

Friendships and graduation
What I have learnt this year more than anything, is about the value of friendship and where the line needs to be drawn.

I had to deal with people talking about me online (not directly mentioned but aimed around me) in both April and June.

That was not nice and led to me taking disappearing acts from Twitter and Facebook.  I changed my Twitter username from @HappyDude88 to @Siwri88 in February for professional reasons and I’m still trying to find the right balance with social media.

I think I’ve found it with both Twitter and LinkedIn (joined in January).  My use of Facebook has still caused me more trouble than what it is worth - it is now the poor cousin relation to both Twitter and LinkedIn.

BBM also caused me problems in the summer.  It might be free but sometimes, you can come across as an entirely different individual.  I will look forward to ditching the BlackBerry in September 2013.

Then there were the goodbyes to some of my closest pals from University, pretty much for the last time.  I have some regrets and at times, my honesty cost me more than what was expected.

With Tamika on graduation day: One of the sweetest and kindest individuals I've ever met
Luckily I didn’t need the tissues at any stage, but it still feel strange to not see some that were around me almost day in, day out for the last three years.

After Uni, I’ve distanced from some for the right reasons, while some just drifted away.  However, I would say I stay in touch closely with at least four coursemates from Uni and occasionally speak to around 10 others.

So this leads me into the big graduation day in July.  The event was held at the Derngate Theatre in Northampton. 

The certificate confirming my degree.  No-one can take this away!
I was so nervous in the build-up, hoping I didn’t look like a clown in the gown, or make sure my name was pronounced correctly. 

Luckily on the day, it all went to plan.  Although some of my behaviour could have been better on the day, it was a nice feeling to have my final degree classification of a 2:1 down on a certificate.  I worked massively hard for that!

So it was goodbye to my coursemates, the lecturers and to Northampton, both the University and my accommodation.  It was time for the next chapter.

A new chapter and moving on
I do miss my sole independence although I have settled back into everyday life with my beloved family in Milton Keynes.

I made a final visit back to Northampton in October, just before my 24th birthday to collect all of my work. 

It felt like I finally found closure, as I did miss not being a student anymore.  I still do but that’s life – you have to move on.

Amidst all the celebrations of summer events like the Diamond Jubilee and Euro 2012, there was also the small matter of the London Olympics.

It inspired a generation and it inspired me too.  What a spectacular 17 days of competition and there were so many highlights.

The golden postboxes in Milton Keynes.  Nice one Greg!
I was delighted when local lad from Bletchley Greg Rutherford won the Men’s Long Jump, as that meant we had two golden post-boxes painted by Royal Mail in his honour of winning gold.

The women’s football excited me, as did Andy Murray’s gold medal in the tennis at Wimbledon, the feats of Jessica Ennis and Mo Farah and of course, Usain Bolt’s three gold medals in the 100m, 200m and the 4x100m relay.

Although I didn’t have the privilege of being at the Olympic Stadium, either as a spectator or working in media, I did go to BT London Live twice, once at Hyde Park and once at Victoria Park in August. 

Great day experiencing Olympic atmosphere
Both were lovely sunny days and were great occasions to sample and experience the atmosphere. 

And so a new chapter has begun.  Unfortunately, a paid freelancing contract collapsed recently with Total Football Magazine, meaning I had to leave after six months of hard graft, but I have begun a career in radio, hosting the F1 Zone on Bee Vocal which will be back in February and I am dedicated to new and future challenges.

2012 has thrown up plenty of challenges.  I had to say plenty of goodbyes and make some difficult decisions.  The year could have gone a bit smoother and it has been tough but would I have swapped any of it – not a lot of it anyway.

I do hope 2013 is a little bit less dramatic and a bit quieter though!

Merry Christmas everyone and have a Happy New Year!

By Simon Wright

Monday, 3 December 2012

F1 2012 - A Golden Year


Recently I gave the 2012 Formula One season some thought and came up with this poem.  I’ve called it ‘A Golden Year.’

Sebastian won the title again but he had to work hard for it!
So the sun sets on 2012: a golden year 
                                                                                                                    
A year where 24 drivers showed no fear
                                                                                              
Travelling around the world in top gear   
                                                                                                     
Hoping to take glory and along the way shed a tear


Unpredictable it was drama all the way    
                                                                                                        
But you need to start at the beginning to have your say 
                                                                              
From March to November, eight winners had their day  
                                                                          
Ultimately it was between two gladiators who had it their way


It started with Button in the land of Oz    
                                                                                                
Showing his skill and smoothness to deliver victory number one
                                                                                  
The storm in Malaysia set the tone              
                                                                                                 
Perez conquered but a victory chance came and gone    
                                                                             
And there was that super Spaniard who delivered in the Sepang zone


China was next and a long drought ended at last  
                                                                                 
Mercedes and Rosberg were too fast    
                                                                                                      
Nico joins the elite in a Shanghai blast  
                                                                                                              
But the team ended the year looking at the past


The show continued in the midst of a desert storm
                                                                                        
Bernie defied the rebels in the Bahrain dorm
                                                                                               
Super Seb show he really does believe
                                                                                                            
F1 leaves Sakhir breathing a huge sigh of relief


Back to Europe and a former giant rise from its sleep
                                                                   
McLaren’s fuel blunder opens the door for a Williams bleep
                                                               
Proud Pastor Maldonado charges to a Barcelona blaze
                                                            
Celebrations turn to horror by a garage fire which left the paddock in a daze


The rich glory of Monaco gives us super six
                                                                                      
Michael rolls back the years with a pole mix
                                                                                              
But it is Webber who keeps his cool
                                                                                                            
And then jumps in the pool


Crazy Canada and it is the turn of Lewis the calm man
                                                                   
Handling the hungry tyres like a Montreal tan
                                                                                              
His girlfriend Nicole was there as his biggest fan
                                                                                                 
Seven from seven into the pan


Time for Valencia and time to have a snooze
                                                                                                 
But this time the streets provided a real booze
                                                                                          
Two failed alternators leave Renault on the run
                                                                                        
And Alonso conquers in the Spanish sun
                                                                                                     
To leave with the lead in the European fun


Time to come home
                                                                                                                                    
The Northamptonshire rain means some were told not to visit the British motorsport dome
        
A dry race allows the Bull to pounce
                                                                                                           
As Aussie Grit takes his second bounce


Rain, rain, rain was the German story
                                                                                                       
But this has nothing to do with a party that is Tory
                                                                         
Fantastic Fernando holds on for more glory
                                                                                                
A demotion for an illegal overtake leads to some Vettel fury


Hungary was a disappointing show
                                                                                                     
Finally Hamilton gets back into the title glow
                                                                                             
The summer break is a blow
                                                                                                                          
But it is a chance to breather and bask in the Olympics


Spa is a place for danger
                                                                                                                  
Grosjean auditions at La Source to be a power ranger
                                                                            
His stupidity though leads to a ban
                                                                                                          
And as Twittergate explodes on Lewis, Jenson charges back into the title plan


The cauldron of Monza is a legend of racing
                                                                                                
A double DNF leaves the champions trailing
                                                                                    
Hamilton takes the honours to make it three in a row
                                                                         
British sport can take another stunning bow


So the start of the Asian leg
                                                                                                                          
A broken gearbox in Singapore means Lewis has to beg
                                                                           
Victory for Vettel leaves him dreaming of Mystic Meg
                                                                        
Alonso still leads but has received a peg


In the land of the Rising Sun
                                                                                                                     
Two in a row means Seb is having fun                                                                                        

Contact with Kimi leaves Fernando in a spin
                                                                                          
Kamui gets an emotional podium but by season’s end, Sauber show him the bin


Korea is full of Gangnam Style
                                                                                                                     
A handsome hat-trick for the Special One
                                                                                                   
His Red Bull chassis is made of sturdy bones
                                                                                     
McLaren’s title challenge ends with a carpet ride


India wasn’t the best race
                                                                                                                       
Vettel’s streak is as tight as a shoe lace
                                                                                                    
Five contenders become three in the chase
                                                                                                                    
Three to go and three in the chase


To Abu Dhabi and the playground of the rich
                                                                                              
A fuel issue leaves the champion in a ditch
                                                                                              
He storms back on raceday to a podium behind the iceman
                                                                  
Kimi comes good – he was always the YES YES YES man!


Yee-haw, Texas brings on the American dream
                                                                                             
A final win for Hamilton before his move to the Merc stream
                                                                     
It is advantage Seb in the title fight
                                                                                                      
However Alonso simply wouldn’t quit


And so to the Brazilian samba that didn’t let us down
                                                                          
Ferrari tried but the Bull held onto both crowns
                                                                                  
Button wins the final battle but Vettel wins the war
                                                                    
Three years running, he had the best car


So that is the end of this story of action
                                                                                                
Young charges rose, new winners joined the circle
                                                                      
Challengers came and went
                                                                                                                          
We said goodbye to a seven-time legend and hello to some new stars


Some who showed bright sparks
                                                                                                          
Others who just cost millions of pounds in crashes
                                                                                
The usual suspects delivered though
                                                                                               
Whether it was through free telemetry or crazy radio responses


This season had it all
                                                                                                                                   
We salute the winners in this golden chapter
                                                                                          
Roll on Melbourne 2013
                                                                                                                                 
For the start of the next chapter to be written

Saturday, 10 November 2012

Remembering the fallen

The poppy is the unique symbol to show we remember

Tomorrow is the 11th November – Remembrance Sunday and a day of poignancy for many families.

Not only do we remember those who lost their lives in World War I and World War II, but also honour the fallen from conflicts around the world and also salute our current troops, who are still doing a magnificent job in such difficult circumstances in Afghanistan.

When the news comes on and you hear of a soldier losing their life in Afghanistan, the initial reaction could be the waste of a life but they do their duty for Britain and they are the real heroes of this country.

It isn’t the singers who really can’t sing or the multi millionaire footballers or the talented actors, it is those who are less fortunate.

I hope tomorrow that people will stop and think how fortunate we really are and if some elect not to participate in the traditional two minute silence at 11am, then it is disrespectful and very disappointing.

I hope one day we can bring our troops home, sooner rather than later to be honest but we must admire their courage, their determination and sadly often, paying the ultimate sacrifice.

Some don’t elect to wear the poppy and that’s fair enough – especially if you can’t hold them on your clothing thanks to the useless pin (it's happened to me too much) but at 11am, I think we should all stop, think and pay tribute to the many hundreds, even thousands who have been on duty throughout history, whether that be in WWI, WWII, Iraq, Vietnam, the Falklands, Afghanistan etc.

Below is a short poem I have written in tribute to tomorrow and what the day brings.  It is called ‘Remembering the Fallen.’

The time has come
The clock has struck eleven once more
It is November 11th – some won’t ever make it home
The country falls into deep silence

It is a time for reflection, a time for pride
A time to remember the soldiers’ big stride
There will be tears wiped off many cheeks
Far too often a life cut short, a future not seeked

We must never forget the bravery always shown
The courage to continue and fight for the crown
Every single individual in the army has grown
It is a time where petulance is swapped for dedication

Remember the fallen
Remember the fallen
They have it much tougher than what we do
A lot of us are lucky with what we have available to loan

For two minutes, we urge you to hush
The time for talking stops from behind the bush
Every family who has lost a loved one is crushed
This is a silence that shouldn’t be rushed

The poppy is worn to show we remember you
They may be gone but they won’t be forgotten
Thank you for continuing to battle on
You deserve this day of remembrance

Some hold their thoughts in the time
This is no time to sing or mime
Nor a time to think of a humorous rhyme
Stop and think how difficult it is for others

Our country depends on our fallen stars
They really are the real heroes within the earth
Tomorrow is a chance to remember the fallen
Remembering the fallen