Jamie Taylor

Email Address: james.taylor.aon.co.uk    (Invalid Email address - 15th Aug 2000)

Website:  None on Record

Nickname(s):    Mr. T

Known Catchphrases:    "Airhead!", "Geek!"

Connections with the AXA Group (if any) :    AEL

Likes:    Going for it on the 'Big'un', Timberland clothes

Dislikes:    None noted

Current Work / Activities :    Pan European Consultant for the Aon Group

Genuine historical contact with TDC:    Sufferer of the camera

Stuff that we have obtained or invented:

James 'call me Jamie' Taylor began his career at AEL on the ELVIS development team. His prescence on the team led to the development of a vocabulary that had been formerly unheard within the corporate walls. For example:

'Leap to the Beat, Rhyme with the time and make the whistle-masses come alive !';

'You're Joshing !!'      ' You're pissing in the wind !!'    'Airhead !!'    'Geek!'

It is a great shame that we no longer have an existing version of Jamie's (first week) transcript that he wrote and circulated to the rest of the ELVIS team of his conversation with Olivia Sydney in the photocopying room but it did make references to '.....like a derby-winning horse' and 'crashed and burned'. Jamie spent many a long day on the phone, patiently talking the most technophobic through endless digital manouevres, after which, he would put the phone down and go and have another Marlboro Light.

With his 'Wayne's World' and 'Beavis and Butthead' vocabulary modules installed, Jamie quickly made friends with Andy Kent and the 'YOU KNOW IT MAKE SENSE' catchphrase was conjured up..... especially after cashing in yet another bag of ones for the Social Club fruitie !

Another notable feature of Jamie was his dress-sense.....looking like a walking advert for 'Timberland' Jamie would think nothing of forking out unheard of amounts of cash for some, admittedly very nice, clobber. I would like to point out though that the bright red 'puffer' jacket was a bit OTT during the Summer ! <g>

After the 'big bang' happened in Computing Services, four of us (Jamie, Rich W, Keith B and Andy H) decided to have a party in the Social Club. This amounted to numerous pints of alcohol which ended with Jamie sitting under the pinball table singing 'I'm a Happy Mariner'. Trying to get Jamie to stand up so that the taxi-driver would take him home proved to be more than we could do so Rich W and I went our seperate way and had a kebab, leaving Keith and Jamie to sleep in Jamie's car in the car-park. Rich and I arrived the following morning to find a big pile of puke on the floor in the back of the car and a rather groggy Jamie and a horrified Keith making their way back to work from the squash-courts where they had been to have an early-morning shower. Needless to say, Jamie lasted an hour before going home to recover !!

Jamie then went his seperate way deep into the depths of ISD where he hibernated for four years doing some manic things (I think VB was involved somewhere!)