Jonathan Biddle – Made in Taiwan

Month: December 2006

  • Cardiff with the Morgans

    Much of my family lives in South Wales, and we made the journey over to see the Morgan clan and spend some time with my Grandmother. It was a really marvellous day – especially seeing baby Cerys. Gareth and Catherine have done a marvellous job so far, so you’ll have to forgive me for the following gratuitous baby shots!


    Weeee!!!


    Dad looks content


    “The cross shaped hole!”


    Ello kid


    Mum laughs with the ladies in the way she knows best!


    I want one of them!


    Attack!


    Pretty young things


    With my family, it is often just best not to ask

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  • Upgrading

    Hi folks

    I am in the process of upgrading my blog … should be worth it, but in the meantime we have some strange layout changes to contend with.

    All good fun.

    The Heresjonny Web Team

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  • Up Hill and Down Long Dale

    Dad and I pedalled out for our annual post-Boxing day ride. I have rarely ridden in such amazing light – the whole landscape bathed in rich sunlight as the air chilled your skin. Right up until the sun set at the top of the final descent.

    Some pics:


    Dad shreds the rad


    Cruising down Long Dale in the Peak District


    MUD


    Orienteering


    Dad and I in Youlgreave – the final descent was muddy to begin with, but I had to grin and bear it when I approached the gate at full speed, spraying mud and cow shit in all directions. When we reached the first pub a family came out and simply began laughing at us – rightly so.

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  • Gin & Tonic

    I have had this vision in my head of drinking a G&T; in Honk Kong airport for the last week. And here I am. And it tastes just rather bloody wonderful!

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  • Have Yourself a Merry Little Christmas

    Taiwan is encircled by an all-encompassing reality distortion field. Sometimes, this invisible force does untold things to my well being and sanity. And, sometimes this same unseen flux does amazing, delightful things…

    I spent the last few days rather anxiously looking at my enormous bike case with the weighing scales lurking nearby and the pile of luggage I am expecting to take on board with me – comprising all my clothes, presents and electronic ephemera. Surely, surely, I was going to get slapped with some almighty overweight charge; 1100 NT per kilo, or about 18 quid.

    After arriving a good few hours early, I sneakily put my extra hand luggage into a locker for an hour (cost 100NT / 1.60 GBP) and went over to the check-in desk, enquiring about an earlier flight. The lady clearly took a shine to me and was fascinated that I was carrying a bike in a suitcase. I manoeuvred with maximum enthusiasm through the standard catechism – “where am I from, what do I do, why do you have a bike, how long have you been in Taiwan, are you single etc.” – and was rather horrified to see I was a full 8 kilos overweight.

    Keeping up the smiles and conversation, I watched with delight as she waved it onto the belt, only to promptly jam the x-ray machine with its massive girth. Maintaining eye contact at all points, I also managed to bag myself the early flight, which means I will have an extra hour of Gin and Tonics in Hong Kong airport – the one vision I have had for the past week of grind at work.

    Roll on Christmas, and thanks be to the Reality Distortion Field of Taiwan!

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  • Escape Pod

    I have not posted so much of late – perhaps because work has been grilling me, and I have had so many to finish at this most busy time of year. It’s a strange environment to be in heading up to Christmas – there is no communal Christmas spirit (why should there be) and the idea of my leaving is not quite synchronised. So, I have an enormous pile of projects to finish (one of them being Christmas shopping for certain family members!) and my brain is hurting from having to think about packing.

    This is a tale in itself. I am bringing my old bike back to sell, so I though it would make sense to buy a specific bike box for the task. However, upon weighing bike in box, I discovered it came to something over 25kg… and my weight limit should really be 20. So, a change of pants, a toothbrush and a credit card for me! And some intelligent packing of pockets and notebook computer bags!

    You’ll be able to spot me – I’ll be the one with the huge oversized suitcase and the paedophile jacket packed with consumer electronics!

    The sooner I get out of here the better for my sanity.

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  • Back on the Wagon

    After a week of solid rain and impending manic depression, the heavens finally cleared for my first ride of the last three months and the last in Taiwan this year. At last, Taipei seems back in balance once more (endorphines well and truly kicking in at this precise moment as I type).

    The doctor pronounced me fit to ride again, and although I was taking it easy on some of the really rough sections it was amazing to get back into it again – especially on a new bike that feels as smooth and controllable as the one I now have.

    For those that are interested, I also splashed out on a trick new fork yesterday to replace my Fox F100 RL that came fitted as standard equipment (and was a rather camp shade of creamy white). The new Talas is fully adjustable on the fly from 100 to 140mm and it just soaks up the action (and, critically, the gun metal grey really looks so so much better – I am a designer after all). It is also an amazing feeling to enter a climb section, flick the lever to 100 and feel the front end gracefully dipping, and with a second flick of the lever fire down the downhill with the raised bar and slacker head tube angle giving more confidence than I would have ever imagined with the old Rock Shox Pilot I had (which seemed to have a set of internal elastic bands providing the spring duties).

    I’ll be taking my old NRS back to the UK to ride and sell (after a quick clean), but it was nice to have my final weekend here back on track. There is surely some glorious riding to be had in 2007.


    Previously in ER … you can see a wee crack in the middle of the big bone on the right, just at the wristy bit (spot the Doctor!)

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  • Mathematical Graffiti

    I spotted these calculations outside a building site in the south of Taipei. Obviously, some brickies needed some quick sums doing on their construction work, so they picked the panel on the gate to the site, leaving a great photo op’ for me.

    And spot also the sprayed-on warning sign in Chinese. If only all tags were this attractive!


    Graffiti exams

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  • Lonely God

    Some rather intreresting packaging:


    Lonely God – Potato Twists

    And while we are at it, a new shop has opened downstairs from us … simply, ‘LED’.


    LED


    LED – Light Emitting Diode – It must be a trend

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  • Simple Life

    This weekend I went to ‘Simple Life’ – an urban music festival at my new top location, The HuaShan Arts District. Somebody is clearly doing their job exceedingly well, as I have written about that place several times of late.

    The term ‘Simple Life’ applied to this festival is perhaps pushing it a bit. Sponsored jointly by Muji and 7-11, well over half of the site was filled with a craft market, a Muji museum, food stalls, mini 7-11s and clothes shops. It really hit the sweet spot in that Birkenstock-clad, excessively worthy yet cute style that is such the rage here. Why brave the elements when you can do what you love best – buying cute crap.


    Cute crap mart at the Muji stand

    Strangely, there was also a reading room. An entire hall of the exhibition was taken up with the real Camper warriors all nodding in agreement at the speakers extolling the virtues of ‘sustainable’ lifestyles, all while munching on their 7-11 boiled snacks.

    But I did get to see my favourite Taiwan rockers, 1976, bring the house down, even though everyone behind me (several hundred people) could not see over my shoulders. They’ll learn.


    1976 – notice all the blinky camera and phone screens as people record the concert … when do they expect to watch this again?

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