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Author: Andy The Iridium Fan
Comment: Sadly today (Tuesday 20th May 2008) I have been told this is the end of Jacksons Landing. When it has been bourght it is going to be demolished, and flats built on the site- SHIT because I go there every day and will be very sad to see it go!!!!!!!!!!!. 18.4.08

So, there you have it. Looks as if Jackson’s Landing’s going the journey. More news on this story later

EDIT: In another spate of crazy demolition, The Shakespeare pub on Catcote Road, has also been demolished… I don’t have any updated photos as of yet, thpugh I might try and get some tomorrow, as long as I don’t fall asleep.

Just to keep you informed, work didn’t go as badly as I’d originally feared, which is a bonus. I’m still not really enjoying it at the minute though.The photos I took on Sunday are located here.

I eventually stopped drinking Grolsch, and had a nice Morrisons curry.

There was a major car crash on King Oswy Drive, less than an hour later after I’d walked along there. I’m trying to get some info on it, but it appears that the Hartlepool Mail site is curently completely dead. (Edit, back up, link inserted)

I have also failed to mention that the gallery has had another 2,000 images added to it. Yes, that’s 2,000. Courtesy of Andy The Iridium Fan.

This takes his section of the gallery up to 3,800+ images. Thankfully, after a bit of a fight with MySQL, I’ve found a way of editing the database manually, which means that editing them is going to be nice and easy.

Just an update on the past few posts I’ve made, and a few other “bullet points” I might as well mention…

The rest of the Marina photos are uploading to flickr. Some good, some I’ll delete as soon as they’re finished. There are also quite a lot of streetlighting ones in there too. Woooo.

My legs are now killing me, but as they say, no pain, no gain.

I’m on my 6th bottle of Grolsch.

The webstats this month are interesting to say the least…

Considering we’re 2 thirds through May, that’s an impressive amount of bandwidth I’ve used. What’s not impressive is the amount of hits / visitors. I’ll have to do something about that, though the summer has always been a quiet period.

I swapped the power cable on Beastbits’ hard drive. It’s not clunked yet, though I formatted the Y: drive (2nd partition on “dodgy” hard drive) as it couldn’t read one of the files on there.

I’ve disconnected one of the case fans, just in case it’s caused the power supply to go over the edge. I’m going to write a DVD now to see if the issue still occurs. It first occured when I wrote a DVD. I’ll wait for these photos to upload and see if it does the same thing.

Daddykins wasn’t that drunk after all.

I do two things when I’m in a depressed mood. Walk, and blog. So, it’s unsurprising that this is my 4th post in two days, and it probably won’t shock you to realise that I’ve completed an 8.5 mile walk (well, if you want to be arsey, it was 8.41 because I measured it with Google Maps.

As menitoned before, Daddykins has been out at the pub all afternoon, so I didn’t fancy waiting around for him to come in slurring all over the place. OK, that’s a bit of an exaggeration, as he never really gets THAT drunk, I just hate to see him drunk full-stop. And yes, I understand that makes me sound like a hypocrite. Tough.

So, I headed off out of the door, with the intention of not returning until he was at home, and in bed. I took my normal route of King Oswy Drive, right up to the Clavering roundabout and back down the coast road. I took a detour to take in the delights of the King Oswy shops, and also to pick up a bottle of Cherry Coke.

At this point, I tried to phone Chris. he said he was coming round tonight, so just in case he turned up unannounced, I tried to get in touch with him to tell him I was out. In facft, I decided to walk down near his house, just in case he was in, and not answering his phone (as usual).

Chris is one of those people who rarely takes interest in his mobile, so no answer is a normality. I tried a number of times, and didn’t get through at all. I also tried to get through to Daddykins on his mobile to see if he was in yet, as I’d forgotten to hang my washing out.

After about 16 attempts to get though to his mobile, he phoned me. I answer, and whatever Daddykins said was drowned out by someone screaming “JAMIE”. Oh, joy. So he was still out. I terminated the call. He’d already answered all my questions.

So, I decide to ring Chris on his house phone, and his dad said he was asleep. Oh, great. So, I had nowhere to go, nothing to do, nobody to talk to, nothing. There was no point going home, so I just kept on walking, and ended up on the Marina. Did I mention I took my camera? Clearly not.

This is the only one I’ve bothered to upload to flickr yet, as a lot of them require rotating…

I shall post more photos on my flickr later, but now I have half a case of Grolsch to knock back…