Adam, James and the Alien.

The photo above shows the long shuttered and closed Cross Keys pub, the Erith Playhouse theatre, and Potion bar - the home of Erith's recreational pharmaceutical trade, which is frequented by those of mono brow and webbed of hand. Avoid. Meanwhile, the Cross Keys has now been closed for almost two years to the day since it was shut down after a series of incidents in which a large group of travellers rode horses in and out of the pub, which made national news. It was put up for public auction last year, with a reserve price of £300,000 but was withdrawn on the day of the sale. Since then I am led to believe that the building has been sold, but no development or refurbishment work appears to have been begun - the building is dark and empty still. The Cross Keys is a listed building within Erith High Street conservation area; this limits what any potential developer can do with the structure to some extent. Some time ago I wrote to Shepherd Neame, Fuller, Smith and Turner and Young's to see if one of the regions' brewers and pub chain operators would be interested in taking the Cross Keys on. I got polite, but non - committal responses from all three of them. It would be lovely to think that the pub would re-open after a refurbishment to serve home cooked food and proper real ale, but somehow I don't think this is realistic. We can only hope that it does not get either turned into yet more unwanted flats, or worse still, into a convenience store, like so many pubs around the country. The only thing preventing this is happenstance - there is both Erith Post Office virtually opposite, and Morrison's super store just around the corner. The Cross Keys cannot stay boarded up forever; I just wish something good would happen to it for a change.

I was talking to a couple of work colleagues earlier in the week, and the subject ended up on James Bond, and how Daniel Craig is set to earn £37 million for his next two appearances as the eponymous secret agent. I happened to mention in passing that I had been to Pinewood, and had actually been in the Bond production office. This provoked a lot of questions – how I had managed to secure myself an invitation to the studio, and what I had seen whilst I was there. It is a long story, but probably one that deserves to be told. I had a friend, Adam Harper (see the photo above - click for a larger view); he used to run a small, independent bicycle shop in Nuxley Road, Upper Belvedere (NOT Nuxley Village – there is no such place – it is an invention of the Estate Agents). Adam’s bread and butter was selling and repairing conventional bikes, but he had an unusual and quite lucrative sideline. When Sinclair vehicles went bust after the commercial failure of their Sinclair C5 electric trike in the late 1980’s, Adam Harper bought up the entire unsold stock, which he then warehoused at a secret location. Harper correctly guessed that the C5 would become a cult item, and its’ value would rise accordingly. He was correct. When new, a C5 retailed at £399. Nowadays, an unused, crated C5 with all its’ accessories will sell for around £5000! Harper also sold nearly all of the electric motors used by the competing robots in the BBC TV series “Robot Wars” – because of his expertise with electric motors, the producers of the show hired him as one of the three judges. I accompanied him on a number of occasions to the studio to watch the programme being made. Anyone who initially met him would think Adam Harper was an open, friendly guy – which indeed he was. It was only when you got to know him well that you realised he was someone very unusual – he had a very strong drive and ambition, accompanied by an almost non – existent sense of self preservation. As a by product of selling C5’s, Adam used to take quite a lot of flak from sceptics, who thought the little vehicle somewhat ridiculous. Harper decided to counter this by modifying a Sinclair C5 to attempt to beat the world land speed record for an electric three wheeled vehicle, and thus give the C5 an image boost. I spent a considerable amount of time helping him design and build the world record machine in the back room of his bicycle shop. The souped up C5 had special, high power motors, fed by a custom electronic power control unit. The batteries were extremely high powered gel units for military use – he had to get special permission to get a licence to use them – I recall a meeting at Exide I attended with him – his considerable charisma and power of persuasion were tested to the limit before Exide relented, and not only granted him a licence, but became of his principal sponsors . The front wheel of the racing C5 was from a Harrier jump jet, and the rears from a Lynx attack helicopter. The front wheel had a small parking brake, but the main method of bringing the tiny vehicle to a halt was a parachute built by Irvin – the people who built the parachutes for the Space Shuttle.  The underside of the C5 was fitted with an aerodynamic under tray of Harper’s own design, as was the aluminium nose cone – which was tested in the wind tunnel at MIRA (the photo above was taken during testing there). This might all sound like a bit of a diversion, but bear with me. Adam Harper realised once he had built the super C5 that he would need publicity before the world land speed record itself. Harper had been invited to join the Dangerous Sports Club, and considered what even by his own standards to be an absolutely hare – brained stunt. In the months before the Dartford river crossing bridge (now known as the QE2 bridge) was completed, there was a large gap in the middle, before the North and South side roadways were joined up. Adam wanted to jump the gap in the super C5! He went as far as contacting the contractors, and both Thurrock and Dartford councils. Understandably, all immediately said no.

With this setback in mind, he decided to try a different approach, and wrote to Eon Productions – the company behind the James Bond franchise, who were intrigued to the point that they invited Adam along for a chat; I was asked along too. We turned up in my not very impressive, but classic Triumph Dolomite at the iconic gates of Pinewood Studios, and were waved in. We parked the car and were met by Simon Crane, the newly appointed stunt co-ordinator for Goldeneye, which was at that time in pre – production. We were then ushered into the Bond production office, which was exactly as one would expect it – a 1930’s mock Tudor house opposite the main studio office block; once inside your feet sank into some of the deepest white shag pile carpet I have ever encountered. The huge, open plan office was decorated with framed posters of all the Bond movies in languages from all over the world, and the centre of the room housed a large Victorian roll – topped desk, which (then) belonged to Cubby Broccolli, who thankfully was not around, as I was already in fanboy heaven – I was gob smacked enough as it was. Simon Crane then showed us onto the Bond Sound Stage, where they were in the middle of filming “First Knight”; we also got to enter the members bar, and generally got a good look around the studio; most of which, quite disappointingly is just like a large industrial estate – if you have seen the car chase scene in “Goldfinger” around Auric Goldfinger’s metal works, that is actually the back lot and workshops at Pinewood. Adam Harper got talking in detail about what he wanted to do stunt – wise, which turned into a race through a 70 foot tunnel of fire. One regret I have is that I missed this event – I had recently started a new job, after a considerable time unemployed. I did not want to ask for a day off so soon after starting the job, so missed the show. By all accounts it went seamlessly, and Adam emerged from the inferno unscathed. One side effect of all this was that Adam ended up with a credit on “First Knight” as “Specialist Transport Supplier” – he used to have a modified Milk Float as his company vehicle – the rear milk carrying compartment was boxed in to form a storage area that was painted on both sides with his company logo and contact details. The driver and passenger compartment was fitted with Perspex doors, a gas powered heater and a car stereo system – it made a very effective sales gimmick, as he drove it locally (very slowly, naturally) and lots of potential customers got to see it. He had decided it was time to sell it on – he mentioned this to Pinewood, and they purchased it to transport the very heavy plate armour used in the Arthurian thriller “First Knight”. Harper jokingly asked to be credited, and the producers took him at his word – much to his surprise!

Later I helped him with another publicity stunt – he raced his super C5 against a Group B Golf VR6 race car, along the main straight at Silverstone, as part of the pre race entertainment for the 1996 Formula 3 championship. I was the driver of one of the three unmodified C5’s that escorted Adam onto the track. As we got going the three standard C5’s did our “ground based Red Arrows” party piece. Each trike had a smoke canister attached to the back, and we slowly trundled down the straight in front of thousands of spectators with one C5 spouting red smoke, the second white, and the third (mine) blue smoke. It certainly got a big laugh, though the laughter shortly turned to amazement as Adam gave the special C5 some beans – it shot off (0-60 was something like 3 seconds) beating the race car easily, before we heard the sharp crack of the parachute deploying, and the super C5 trundled safely to a halt.

Another amusing incident involving Adam Harper and I happened in the historic pumping station in Crossness Sewage Works; as many will already know it is one of only two industrial buildings that hold Grade One listed status in Greater London – the other being Tower Bridge. The pumping station has been used as a location for many big budget movies, including the original “Alien”, the 1987 Tim Burton “Batman”, and the 2009 Guy Ritchie directed “Sherlock Holmes” (the Masonic temple at the start of the film, where Holmes and Watson foil a human sacrifice by the evil Lord Blackwood was filmed in the main pump room.) Back in the mid 90’s, Harper was a guest and occasional presenter on a BBC Children’s TV show called “It’ll Never Work” – a kind of kids’ “Tomorrow’s World”. The show was filmed in the pumping station, giving it a gothic, post apocalyptic look and feel. I was present for several of the filming sessions, which it has to be said for the most part were extremely boring. In TV you seem to spend most of your time sitting round and waiting for a technician to do something. Not a career I would have ever entertained! Anyway, during one of these long pauses in filming, Adam and I went exploring round the historic building. Back then, the restoration project had not long been running, and much of the structure had not been used for many years – there were offices and store rooms, mostly full of junk. One thing we did find you can see in the photo below. When “Alien” was being filmed in the place, the producers had no idea of the massive cult hit the film was going to become; when the movie wrapped, many of the props and costumes were simply dumped. The Alien costume in the photo below was a genuine one used during filming, that we came across in a abandoned store room – which gave us both a bit of a shock! The photo shows Adam Harper posing with the costume – bearing in mind Adam is about five foot ten, it gives you an idea of how tall the actor playing the Alien would have been. The costume was intact, if rather smelly, and nowadays it would be worth an utter fortune. We briefly entertained the idea of “liberating” it from Crossness, but decided that discretion was the better part of valour – besides which, an eight foot tall Alien warrior sitting in the passenger seat of a Ford Fiesta would attract rather a lot of unwanted attention when driving through Lower Belvedere! I have no idea what ever happened to it – hopefully it is now residing in a museum somewhere. A few months later, Adam Harper got a business offer from a Coventry based engineering group, and he sold up his bike shop and moved to the Midlands. I occasionally heard from him for a couple of years, then we lost contact. He was a real, larger than life character. I wonder what he is up to nowadays?

My antipathy towards mobile phones is well known, and not something I am about to repeat in prose now. I take The Times every weekday, and whilst leafing through its’ pages on Wednesday, I came across the following piece, written by journalist Sarah Vine, entitled “My Secret to a Calmer Life”. Whatever your thoughts on mobile phones, it makes interesting reading. ”I had my mobile phone stolen at the weekend; my fault really. I was picking up my son from football and left it in the car when I dashed to get him. Minutes later I returned to find my car window smashed and the phone gone. At first I felt a bit sick with panic. My whole life was on that phone: contacts, photos, diary dates. I rushed home to block it. The phone company promised to get a replacement out to me as soon as possible, and that was that. Three days on I haven’t received a new phone; three days without mobile access to Google Maps, Twitter, Facebook, emails, messages, diary alerts, or contacts. Far from being frantic, I am calmer than I have been for ages. The absence of this little electronic device has done me nothing but good. Three days without my work being interrupted by calls. Three days without me taking the damn thing to the loo with me in case it rings. Three days without the children pestering me to play on it. Three days without the fear of running out of battery. Three days of peace and quiet. This must be what life used to be like. And it seems to me it was really quite civilised.” Well said. In this case, by someone who in previous articles has described herself as a “mobile phone junkie” – it would seem that even a relatively short time that she has come to appreciate the joys of not having a mobile phone, and constant contact with the world. I think her definition of civilisation is interesting. I wonder what the illustrious readers of the Maggot Sandwich think? Answers on a postcard, or better still, leave a comment below. All comments are moderated within 24 hours; I am getting an unbelievable amount of spam posing as reader comments – which is I suppose to be expected when one considers, that even when all spam is discounted, the Maggot Sandwich is getting well over 11,000 reader hits a month now.

The end video this week is the new release by Mister B the Gentleman Rhymer of a track from his new long playing gramophone record. The record is called "The Tweed Album" and it contains the track below "Just like a Chap". Enjoy.

Beyond the Thunderbox.

The photo above shows the view looking Eastwards along one of the main concourses in Erith Riverside Shopping Centre; I took it early on a Sunday morning whilst standing outside the extremely popular Mambocino coffee house / cafe that I wrote about last week.

I have noticed that this year people in the local area are being a lot more restrained with their selection of house and garden Christmas ornamentation and lighting. Going back a couple of years, quite a few local houses had displays which rivalled the Blackpool illuminations. Some were quite nicely done, but many were a bit, or a lot on the tasteless side in my opinion. Things seem to have drastically changed, and very few houses have much on the exterior at all. I wonder if this is a mixture of the huge increase in fuel costs, the subconscious thought that a conspicuous display is probably a bit unwise in times of general financial hardship, and maybe a touch of boredom with the decorations "arms race" that had been running for some years previously.

Work to extend the platforms at Erith station is proceeding at a glacial pace; at the rate the work is being undertaken, I think the Olympics will have come and gone before the extensions are open. I understand that the working hours are limited to the time over night when no trains are running, but even so, digging a few footings, laying a bit of cement, and installing some pre – cast concrete units with a mild bit of block work is hardly something to test a proficient team of builders. I keep meaning to pop down to the station to photograph the (lack of) progress, but the incredibly short hours of daylight at present have proved to be a real problem. Maybe next week will prove easier.

The News Shopper website has seemingly turned into the editorial equivalent of the Wild West over the last year or so; it used to be an excellent local news and opinion resource that was promptly updated and full of interesting stories. I, along with others have noticed a change in it, especially in regard to the moderation of comments on individual stories. What used to be a well managed, relatively civilised discussion environment has, due to lack of editorial moderation, become a pretty spiteful and vicious sparring ground. One story illustrates this quite well – the story in question is relatively drama free – a newsagent who owns a shop in North End Road, Erith had a whinge about one of Bexley Council’s parking enforcement camera cars parked in the bus stop bay outside of his shop. The story is pretty much fluff, but the tirade of comments that have been made on the story almost beggar belief. You can read the story, and the subsequent comments by clicking here.

For much of this week I have been looking down from the office window into Canada Square and the traditional ice rink that covers most of the park in the middle of the square between November and February each year. On last Monday morning a fleet of lorries parked up in the road, opposite to the Waitrose / John Lewis store. A small army of technicians then spend a day or so erecting scaffolding, running out cables and setting up lights. It was all very mysterious, and nobody seemed to know exactly what was going on. By the late afternoon, as darkness descended, several large movie cameras were set up. For the next three days I have been told that filming took place between about 9pm and 6am, when Canada Square was then closed to all traffic. I managed to discover, despite the tight security, exactly what was going on, and who they were. The company carrying out the work was Eon Productions (big clue there, to anyone who knows about movies). It was the second unit, filming scenes for the next James Bond Film, Skyfall. Unfortunately I did not see any of the action – just the crew setting stuff up and breaking it down. One of my colleagues saw Bond himself, Daniel Craig on Wednesday evening, which is more than I can say I did. Canary Wharf has been used in many films; the roof restaurant over the Waitrose / John Lewis building was used in Batman Begins to stand in for a fine dining bistro in Gotham City. You can read more about movie locations by clicking here.

I don’t know about you, but I feel that there should be some protocol or convention covering the usage of mobile phones in the toilet; on Thursday I was in a loo at work, quietly riding the porcelain bus and minding my own business. The unknown gentleman in the cubicle next to me was grunting and groaning as if he was giving birth to a bowling ball – it was most disconcerting; I was at the point of banging on the wall to enquire if he required gas and air. What made it suddenly worse was that his mobile phone went off mid heave, and he proceeded to have a protracted conversation with some unknown client. I have experienced this on a number of occasions, and I don’t like it. The gentleman’s kharzi should be a place of quiet contemplation; for catching up on the fat stock prices, and bidding farewell to last night’s curry. It is definitely not a place to conduct civilised business. I feel that there should be some type of social stigma for those who mix the world of work, and the world of the thunder box.

The much troubled Cross Keys pub (see the auctioneer's details above - click for a larger view) went for sale last Wednesday. Unfortunately it did not make it as far as the auctioneer's gavel, as it was privately sold for an undisclosed sum to an anonymous buyer before the auction began. I am endeavouring to discover who bought it, and for how much, along with what their plans are for the listed building. I sincerely hope it is not going to be converted into flats, as I recently wrote. I suspect that unless a minor miracle has happened (such as it being purchased by Fullers or Shepherd Neame, refurbished and opened as a proper pub serving quality real ale and decent food) it will follow down the route of so many former pubs in the area and end up as rather indifferent housing.

It is now only a few scant months until the Olympics are upon us; as I have previously written, I am no fan of the event and feel it will end up costing the country a fortune in lost business due to the travel restrictions in and around London. Many companies will be instigating arrangements very similar to the disaster recovery plans to be deployed in the event of a natural disaster or large scale terrorist attack. In many cases, London office buildings will be shut, with staff urged to either take the time as annual leave, or work from home where possible. One thing is for certain, the games will be going ahead, for good or bad. Bearing in mind that the principal stadium for the Games is going to be at Stratford in the East End of London, one would have thought that the catering and hospitality would have reflected this to some extent, but no, once again huge conglomerates will be hogging the scene. Instead of jellied eels, pie and mash and large mugs of strong tea, the exclusive food franchises for the event will be held by MacDonald’s, Coca Cola and Cadburys. There is going to be a blanket ban on independent food outlets opening in any of the venues, and any pre existing cafes or food stalls will be compelled to remove any signs or advertising, effectively removing their identities for the duration of the event. Details of this can be verified by clicking here to download the sponsor's details in PDF format. Bearing in mind that one of the claims of the Stratford Olympic bid was that it would bring jobs and money into deprived areas of the East End, this virtual catering monopoly would seem to give lie to that. I hardly think I would be able to go into a McDonald's on site and ask for pie and mash with liquor, washed down with a cup of builder's tea. It is not right, and it is unrepresentative of the traditions of the East End.

The code competition launched recently by a specialist employment agency on behalf of GCHQ has now had several legitimate winners, despite the solution being searchable online, as I described last week. It would appear that GCHQ’s code breakers are more concerned with how individuals reached the correct answer, than the answer itself. One such successful code cracker is John Graham – Cumming. He postulates that there may actually be a second coded message  within the broken code, due to the number of spare characters in the original cracked message. Personally I think he’s getting  into conspiracy theory territory – inside sources within GCHQ have publicly said that they deliberately left in surplus message bytes in order to “make it look interesting” to code cracking competitors. You can see John’s award – winning blog and make your own conclusions by clicking here.

I see that Bexleyheath has been the scene of yet another murder. A 36 year old man, Frederick Moore was stabbed to death in Bynon Avenue on Thursday evening. A total of eleven people have been arrested, which makes it sound like some kind of gang related activity – but that is pure conjecture on my part in the absence of any further information. This is only two months almost to the day since Bexleyheath resident Sally Hodkin was murdered by the war memorial near the junction of Oaklands and Methuen Road, less than five minutes’ walk from Bynon Avenue. You would think it was a rough, deprived area from the level of homicide it has recently experienced, but nothing could be further from the truth. It is a very quiet, middle class residential area. Quite what has caused this terrible spate of murders is beyond me – maybe it is something in the water?

One advantage of working right next door to a large Waitrose / John Lewis store is that it becomes very convenient to go shopping on the way home from work. As many of you already know, I am pork intolerant, and have to steer clear of any foods containing dead pig products. This makes sausages a bit of a minefield. Even ones purporting to be pure beef, lamb or venison often contain around 15% of pork fat to act as a binder and to keep the meat moist. Pork fat is the material my body cannot handle the most, so I end up not eating sausage very often, as the varieties of completely non pork sausages are very thin on the ground in most supermarkets and independent butchers shops. The one exception is Waitrose; they have a wide variety of Kosher sausages, which are uniformly excellent. I have cooked with their smoked beef and turkey variety on a couple of occasions now. They are not cheap, at around £4 a packet, but of excellent quality.

The latest edition of The Chap magazine has just arrived on my doorstep. You can read all about it by clicking here. As always, it is a fascinating and uplifting read that I would recommend to one and all. 

The photo below is a chance for you to grab a free slice of Erith; it shows the River Thames a few weeks ago, and gives you a chance to download a photo of Erith and the "big sky" for use as your computer wallpaper or such like. If you click on the picture to enlarge it, then right click, you can save it to use on your own computer, should you so decide. I have saved it in a large format in order to make for a high quality image. The dramatic sky is pretty typical of what you can see on a good day from Erith Pier - an under used tourist destination, in my opinion.

Apologies for those amongst you who have been enthusiastic about my recent forays into local history; I have had some very positive feedback when I have covered the subject. The sheer number of issues I have had to cover this week has meant that Erith's history has taken a bit of a back seat; suffice to say that in next weeks' edition of the Maggot Sandwich there will be plenty more on the history of the local area.

The video this week is something that you may have already seen; it show the crew of HMS Ocean singing along to the Mariah Carey track "All I want for Christmas is you". It is a cracking bit of film making and must have been a hoot to be a part of. It has now gone viral, which when you watch it s not surprising. I laughed out loud during the bit where the tough as nails Royal Marine gets offered champagne by the Matelot whilst in his bubble bath! Not a lot more needs to be said, other than all of the best to our service personnel at home or abroad at this time of year.