Who Is Conway?

Who Is Conway?

 

I don’t know about you, but it seems that everywhere I turn there is something Conway related on our London streets, be they diggers, lorries, road signs and even huge monstrosities I can’t even figure out their purpose.  At first seeing a few Conway vehicles / plant did not bother me, however now it has become beyond a joke, it’s like an obstacle course even trying to get in to John Lewis Oxford Street! It seems that they have a monopoly over all the works going on in London and beyond. I even spotted a huge Conway lorry just off Exit 12 of the M4 Motorway  a couple of weeks ago.

 

According to their website

“FM Conway is a leading infrastructure services company delivering vital services in transportation, the built environment and open spaces for communities and business.”

  

Their logo says Great People, Great Work.

I am sure they have great people working for them and they do great work  although some of the projects they have done in my neighbourhood could have been done better.

This is not my gripe…. What I am more concerned about is why does this contractor have such a monopoly?  Surely both local and national governments should have learnt from previous gigantic mistakes of putting all their eggs in  one basket? Eg Carillion! As tax- payers shouldn’t we have the right to know?

What would happen God forbid if Conway went bust???????    

THe 21st Century Good Samaritan

 

It was around 8pm on a Sunday evening in February and I was driving home after visiting friends in the countryside, when one of dearest friends called in a panic to say she had just got off the Circle Line  train at King’s Cross and realised her handbag was still on the seat as it pulled away from the station. She was lucky enough to have her phone with her as she had been speaking to her son as she disembarked.

 I asked my husband to find the number for TFL so we could enquire about any bags that may have been handed in. Just as we were about to dial, my business phone rang, very unusual for a Sunday evening! My husband answered and there was a gentleman on the end of the phone asking if we were XYZ company?  Of course my husband said yes and the gentleman went on to explain that he had noticed a dubious youth about to take the bag so he intercepted it and took it with him. The only contact details he could find in the bag were a batch of my business cards which my friend had taken to distribute at a party she was going to later that week. We found out his name was Simon and he offered to deliver it to my friend’s  home. We thanked him so much, but had to explain that my friend would not be returning until much later as she was on babysitting duties for her grandson. Instead we went to Simon’s house in Paddington  on our way home and collected the bag. We were so grateful that he had picked it up . He was certainly my friend’s 21st Century Samaritan.  Tyere