Tuesday 30 March 2010

Tents,Tuborg and terrible burgers


After a stressful night trying to secure Reading festival tickets for some friends and the official line-up announcement on Radio 1, I'm suddenly feeling very excited about the months to come.

With Hot Chip, The XX and Editors already done and Century Man, Chew Lips, Deadmau5 and The National all coming up, I'll have already seen more bands this year than I usually do in 5.

Follow that with a chilled weekend in Cheltenham for the 2000 Trees Festival in July and then the main event at the end of August, Reading!

2010 is shaping up to be a stonker!

Monday 29 March 2010

The hills, THE HILLS!

Well yesterday saw my first serious test in my preparations for London - Paris. And I'm sorry to say, I failed miserably!

On paper, it seemed easy enough. 40 miles through the rolling Kent countryside. I've done 40 miles before several times. I've done it on my heavy old hybrid with it's chunky wheels. This will be a breeze on the road bike. I thought.

How wrong could I be?!

It has to be said my preparation for the event could have been better. After getting hammered on Thursday night watching Editors, I then decided to down a good few on Friday night at a friend's leaving do, then Saturday night, I was on the beer again at a poker night at my folks place. A poker night that went on the wee hours. I of course, was tucked up in bed by 11pm, but you try sleeping when downstairs all you can hear are screams of delight about Full Houses and High Straights.

So with barely 3 hours sleep, off I drive at the crack of dawn to Hildenbrough to take on what was clearly the hardest cycle I've ever attempted.

From the outset, I quickly realised that this ride was all about the hills. One slow painful ascent after another, punctuated with all too brief descents at break neck speed to the bottom of the next hill.

After 6 miles I'd lost one of my cycling companions to a busted knee. My other by this point had sped off over the horizon. I wouldn't see him again till the finish line.

The energy literally sapped from my body. I could barely get out of the 'granny' ring even when I wasn't climbing. Many of the hills had me off the bike and walking.

Then finally, after about 22 miles, a flat section. I cruised along the A25, slowly picking up speed and regaining some kind of psychological and physical strength. I could do this!

Who was I kidding? The only reason the course had flattened out was because I'd missed a turn up the next steep, torturous hill. Admitting defeat, I pulled my iphone out to see how I could negotiate my way back to the car. I'd continued 5 miles past where I was meant to turn off and there was no way I was doubling back to re-join the course.

I then spent the next hour and a half, slowly covering the 11 miles back to the car. More unclimbable hills. Stopping constantly to check my position. Mentally, I was ruined. I was in a bad place.

The route to Paris of course is planned to be as flat as possible, not as hilly. That said, I feel pretty dejected right now. I failed to complete 40 miles. On day 3 of the Paris trip, I've got to cover 100. And that's after cycling 60 and 70 miles on the previous 2 days.

I'm planning to get out on my own this weekend and strike off a 50 mile ride.

Hopefully then I can start looking forward to Paris again.

Wednesday 17 March 2010

Feed the plants and you will die! Or will you?

So the story nobody can escape today is that of two teenagers from Scunthorpe who have died allegedly as a result of taking Mephedrone.

I say allegedly because as yet, we have no facts whatsoever about this case. The police believe the deaths to be attributed to Mephedrone and that alone is deemed suitable clinical evidence to prompt the Tabloid press into a salacious frenzy of reporting about how this new killer drug needs to be banned.

In keeping with the other draconian and ineffective drug laws we have in this country, Mephedrone was always going to be banned eventually anyway. Nothing this good was ever going to remain legal forever. This case will simply expedite the process.

But what about the facts? As David Nutt, former Chief Drug Advisor to the Government found out recently to his peril, the facts are at best ignored and at worst can cost you your job.

There are far too many unanswered questions with this case to make any rational conclusion.

How much Mephedrone did they take? (Any chemical is dangerous if the correct dosage is ignored)

What if any other drugs were taken? (Alcohol certainly and reports are coming through that they were also taking Methadone, the Heroin substitute)

What was the actual cause of death?

Has the batch they took been lab tested?

This all smacks of the hysteria that was whipped up when E first hit the headlines in the early 90's. Everybody remembers the story of Leah Betts, who died taking an E at her own birthday party. (Strangely, nobody can recount the ONE high profile case of someone drinking themselves to death) It turned out that is was water, not the toxicity of the E that killed her. I don't think the Tabloid press ever ran this story though.

Yet the aforementioned Mr Nutt's advice when asked about Mephedrone recently, was that people would be better off taking MDMA (E) because it's been more thoroughly tested and is known to be relatively safe.

The one small problem here is that if you followed Mr Nutt's advice, you could end up in jail. Mephedrone is legal, available over the Internet and is about a fifth of the price. It's not quite as good as E, but hey, for a tenner a gram, it'll do.

This all points to the wider problem with our drug laws. Certainly the way Mephedrone is freely sold now is not the answer. Anybody of any age with access to a credit card can order a bag of white powder over the Internet which will arrive within a couple of days. It's labelled 'not for human consumption' so why would there be any dosage advice on the packet? And even if there was, how many people have electronic scales in their house to make sure they get their dosage right?

Yet prohibition doesn't work either. Now you still have all of the above problems, but you have to interact with criminals to get your supply and more than likely what you get is going to be cut with heaven knows what. You just hope it's something benign like talc (And it almost always is, by the way. It's not good for business to knowingly harm your customers).

People are going to take drugs. The Governments of the world have been fighting a losing battle for decades, yet drug use, particularly among young people continues to rise.

So the answer has to be decriminalisation, regulation and education. The supply can be tightly controlled to stop drugs easily getting into the hands of children in the same way alcohol and tabacco is now. Dosage information should be readily available and 'hits' sold in the correct doses to stop people making lethal mistakes. Honest and factual information should be presented to consumers to help them make informed choices about what they put in their bodies. And best of all for the Treasury, huge sums of tax revenue can be raised. Boy, do we need that right now.

Of course, it's never going to happen. We'll be fighting The War On Drugs probably as long as we're fighting the equally absurd War On Terror. No Government will risk upsetting Middle England with their Daily Mail drip fed blinkered view of the world - it would be political suicide.

So you have a choice. Take the police's advice and throw all your Mephedrone away and get yourself down to the local A&E, or quickly order as much as you can afford now, because once it's gone, it's gone.

Saturday 13 March 2010

Time to get serious

It's been a while since I checked in and already a quarter of the year is gone. Highlights so far have been a couple of great gigs I've been to, seeing both Hot Chip and the XX in the past few weeks. I've got a real taste for music at the moment with more gigs and festivals lined up for the coming months. Happy times!

I've also been busy pestering anybody who will listen for sponsorship for my upcoming cycle ride to Paris for Marie Curie. The fantastic news is that I've already reached my target of £1300, so thank you to everyone who has chipped in. You'll see the odd Facebook and Twitter post over the next couple of months, but if you've managed to escape a personal email / Facebook message /BBS PM /Twitter DM then the good news for you is, you got away with it!

Still, at least now I've hit my target, you can be assured that any money you chip in now will all go 100% to the charity. I know some people have made a few sly digs about having to pay for my weekend break away :)

Now, all the money has been raised, I now need to switch my focus to actually being able to cover the distance in May!

The absolutely disgusting winter we've had has certainly cut my training back. As soon as the snow and ice disappeared, it seemed to rain non-stop for a month. Then when the sun finally came out, the temperatures dropped again. I took a spin round Richmond Park last Sunday in biting cold conditions with a headwind ripping in to me seemingly all the way.

My first proper training event is now booked. A 65km ramble through the hilly Kent countryside, starting at Hildenborough on the 28th March. I'm hoping to get another two proper organised rides in after this before I head off to Paris.

So once again, thanks for everyone who has sponsored me so far. Others can get involved at http://original.justgiving.com/kevintuk

Word out motherlickers