Jackhammer not Jackboot needed

Okay, so I have a reputation of defending all things concrete, but sometimes you wish that the
material was not so durable and capable of withstanding the ravages of mother nature, instead like a sandcastle on a beach, it would be nice if it could get easily washed away.

A Croydon office being recycled

Clearly, you can recycle concrete and I’ve worked on a number of projects where we have looked to
turn old concrete structures or elements into crushed concrete aggregate (as it is called in BS 8500,
the UK British Standard for concrete). CCA can be reused in concrete as a replacement for natural aggregate. When concrete is part of general demolition waste and may be contaminated with other materials like bricks or plasterboard (the latter being a particular problem because excess gypsum disagrees with concrete) then its reuse is probably best left to low-tech applications like fill or hardcore.

However, having read of a recent landscaping scheme by a Mr Steven Johnson of El Sobrante, California, I cannot wait to see this particular use of concrete be subjected to a pneumatic drill and be smashed into oblivion or better still into CCA so that something positive can be crafted out of Mr Johnson’s monstrosity.

I am sure that like me, those of you that have seen or heard the coverage of the 75th anniversary of the D-Day landings in northern France will have found it moving and poignant. Yet, while we were marvelling at the tales of bravery of those once young men storming the Normandy beaches, Mr Johnson
decided that this was a good time to unveil a 3x3m concrete swastika in his front garden.

Mr Johnson’s garden “improvements”

Apparently, he thinks it looks “cool”; he likes swastikas and to him they symbolise “peace tranquillity and harmony”. Try telling that to those surviving veterans that saw their mates cut down in a hail of bullets.
Let’s hope that Mr Johnson soon sees sense and removes this offensive symbol. I’m sure he’ll find many volunteers to help him turn it into a pile of CCA. Now where did I leave my grading sieves……


The Concrete and the Divine

I changed my routine this morning. As usual on a Saturday I fleetingly toyed with the idea of joining my local park run for a refreshing 5K jog around my local park, but as usual lethargy overcame my momentary enthusiasm. Instead as usual, I went for my morning bath, a leisurely soak while catching up on the latest edition of “That Peter Crouch podcast”. Except Peter Crouch didn’t join me in the bath, I got distracted by a podcast about another Peter – St Peters Seminary in Cardross (link below).

The Seminary is an amazing building, built in 1966 for the Archdiocese of Glasgow. Archbishop Scanlon told the architects from Gillespie, Kidd & Coia, that he didn’t want “any of that modern stuff; I want a traditional Seminary”. What he ended up with was a brutalist concrete building and one of the most impressive post-war modernist structures.

Unfortunately, 14 years after its construction, it closed; the sweeping reforms of Vatican 2 making the Seminary redundant.

Today, the building lies in ruins, despite recent attempts to use lottery funding to start its resurrection.

St Peter’s Seminary today

However, anybody that’s visited Fountains Abbey in Yorkshire knows that being a derelict religous building doesn’t have to mean the end of your useful life and I quite like the idea of it lying in ruins, wood components rotting away, a modern monument to the durability of concrete.

Fountains Abbey – beautifully derelict


Wood you believe it?

Oh dear, the New Scientist is the latest publication to fall under the spell of ‘timber can save the
world’ mantra by replacing the evil that is concrete (The New Age of Wood, 16th March 2019).

The article argues that we live in the “hydrocarbon age” which makes possible the materials that ‘define our
civilisation: steel, concrete and plastic’. It goes on to claim that “everything that is made from fossil-based materials today, can be made from a tree tomorrow’. While some examples are obvious, e.g. timber buildings, others require new technologies. Apparently, a timber ‘tougher and stronger’ than
high performance steel can be made from soft wood. Obviously, it must be processed first, which involves ‘chemically removing half of the lignin then brutally compressing what is left at high temperature’. No mention is made of how much carbon is emitted in this process. I wonder what
solution they will claim can replace concrete paving or asphalt roads. Perhaps they’ll transform
timber decking into something that can survive being run over by all the articulated lorries that will
be needed to haul all that imported timber and timber products around the country. Better hope it doesn’t rain, it might get a bit slippery!

I have rehearsed the arguments about the carbon content of concrete before and how it is a victim
of its own success and talked about the disadvantages of CLT, e.g. the poor acoustic qualities that required a school to ban pupils from talking in the corridors and the peeling layers that
means it can add fuel to a fire.

Let’s consider some of the other issues that get glossed over.
Where are you going to put all these trees? Has anybody worked out how many trees would need
to be planted to replace all concrete, steel and plastic and would there be any land left over to
provide food for the world’s growing population or house them?
Apparently, one cubic metre of timber stores one tonne of CO2, which contrasts positively to
cement where one tonne of cement creates getting on for one tonne of CO2. However, concrete is a
low carbon material because not much cement is used in its production (and that cement is often partly replaced
by low CO2 products like slag and fly ash). What happens at the end of life? The timber will
probably be burnt to produce energy also known as releasing all that stored CO2 back into the
atmosphere. So, when the New Scientist claim “switching to timber would immediately wipe a
billion tonnes off global carbon emissions”, what they fail to add is that in 50-100 years time much of
it will still end up in the atmosphere. Concrete by contrast, reabsorbs CO2 throughout its life by a
process of carbonation. At the end of its life, if it is crushed up to produce recycled aggregate, the
increase in surface area of the particles will accelerate the carbonation, increasing the amount of
reabsorbed CO2.
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying don’t use timber, or develop new technologies. What I am
saying is that concrete is a wonderfully adaptable, durable, cheap and locally available product. Let’s
look at ways to improve further the sustainability of concrete, e.g. by sequestration of CO2, rather
than trying to create a concrete-free fantasy land.

Gooseberries can fly

On to the third and final leg of my trip in bullish mood after some positive meetings with colleagues in Abu Dhabi and Dubai but still feeling the effects of my Bangladesh food poisoning. Over the last two years, when I’ve mentioned I’m visiting Bangladesh I don’t think a single person has offered to take my place or looked at me enviously and expressed a wish that they could come with me.
But that has all changed with my latest venture. I’ve had so many offers to carry my bags that if I’d accepted them all I wouldn’t have needed any suitcases, I could just give everybody a single item of clothing to carry. I mean, what is it about the Maldives that makes you all go weak -at-the-knees with envy?

Is it the fact it’s 32 degrees Celsius?
Or is it the soft white sands?
Or maybe the crystal-clear blue water?

Make no mistake, this is not a holiday, we are here to work. Judging by the plane I flew in on, I’m in a minority of one. The plane was full of couples: old couples, young newlyweds and couples of every shape size, colour and sexual orientation in between. All kissing, cuddling and whispering in anticipation and excitement of their romantic break. Oh, and me, the world’s biggest gooseberry, third wheel or whatever your preferred phrase is. I didn’t even have my colleague with me as we had gone our separate ways over t he weekend and planned to meet up in Male.

We are here for the first stage of a new project funded by the Asian Development Bank looking to divert construction and demolition waste and the residue from Municipal Waste Incinerators from landfill to more productive purposes. So, while the aforementioned couples dreamily headed off to those beautiful islands, the highlight of my day was visiting the capital’s waste transfer station.

Tomorrow we catch a ferry in the morning and head off to one of those neighbouring islands, Thilafushi, also known as the waste island. Maybe it’s the attraction of a large landfill site at 32°C that appeals to you or is it that nobody mentions Brexit?


I’ve arrived in Dubai on the next leg of what my son calls my mini Gap Year. The change of view from my Bangladesh Hotel to my Dubai Hotel is welcome.

Room with no view (Dhaka)


Room with a view (Dubai)

Somebody once told me that during the cold war British spies operated under cover as cement salesman. The fact that cement goes everywhere in the world apparently offered the perfect cover for their clandestine activities. I don’t know if this is true, but I rather like the thought of a smooth talking cement salesman suggesting your concrete should be “shaken not stirred”. I tried googling to see if I could find any evidence and I did find some interesting facts that suggest it might not be a million miles from the truth.

For example the connection is made by Lord Selborne, who was Director of Cement in the Ministry of Works during WWII and left this role to become Minister of Economic Warfare, which put him in political control of the Special Operations Executive, the organisation responsible for organising clandestine activities in occupied Europe. Atlantic Wall, a musical based on a true storey about the French Resistance has a character, Henri Giraud, an ex- First World War artillery officer, recruited to develop a fledgling spy network in Normandy. He uses his job as a cement salesman – which allows him to travel freely between Paris and his home town Caen – as cover for his intelligence work.

Why this interest in espionage and cement? Well it’s partly to add a bit of glamour and excitement to the “grey” world I work in and partly to put into context the second part of this post. I’m taking the opportunity of being in the UAE, to promote the activities of the small part of Mott MacDonald I belong to. While our, Bridges, Tunnels, Ports, Coastal and Offshore operations have no problem selling their skills – “they do what it says on the tin” as the advert goes, our function is not so clear.

I work for Special Services! Our team has nothing to do with clandestine operations (although I would say that wouldn’t I) but we are the repository that ends up with projects that nobody else wants to and/or can deal with. We were formed when alkali-silica reaction was dominating the concrete world back in the mid-1980s and there was a belief that they needed to bring together structural and materials expertise to address the problem. We’ve developed a wide-range of skills over the ensuing years as problems have come our way.

Some of our areas of expertise are shown below. Do not hesitate to contact me if you’d like to find out more about any of these special services we provide.

I apologise if you can’t get the image of me wielding a Schmidt Hammer with a licence to kill out of your mind. In that case I’m just glad I didn’t mention the other kind of special services that are offered by certain kinds of ladies in the personal ads of your local newspaper. Oh dear, too late!

List of some of our Special Services

  • Dynamic Analysis,
  • Forensic engineering,
  • Slab track analysis and design,
  • Human induced vibration,
  • Durability modelling and design,
  • Cathodic protection,
  • Wind engineering,
  • Blast analysis and design,
  • Noise and vibration measurement, analysis and mitigation,
  • Short-circuit analysis
  • Fire analysis
  • Fatigue analysis
  • Aerodynamics,
  • Finite element modelling
  • Seismic design of structures
  • Non-linear buckling analysis
  • Analysis of masonry vaulted structures,
  • Flood containing retaining walls,
  • Expert witness
  • Alkali-activated slags
  • Stress corrosion cracking,
  • Welding investigations,
  • FRP design
  • Tribology,
  • Through life asset management,

Training the trainers

This week I have been delivering a “training the trainers” workshop to engineers from the Local Government Engineering Depatment (LGED) in Bangladesh. We have been explaining the findings of our research looking to improve the climate resilience of their structures in the coastal regions and hopefully equipping them to cascade the knowledge through their regions. Our schedule has completely gone out of the window because of the level of engagement of the audience.

In a previous existence when I worked for the Concrete Centre, I used to undertake a lot of CPD training sessions with UK engineers. While you would usually get a couple of questions at the end from somebody who was keen, the overwhelming feeling was that most were only there for the free sandwiches. That’s certainly not the case in Bangladesh.

Every session has had massive levels of audience interaction. We’ve been challenged (in a positive way) about our conclusions and there has been huge debates with us and between themselves. I really wish I could speak Bangla so I could follow the discussion rather than having to rely on the edited highlights from our local colleagues who have helped facilitate the workshops.

The only downside is that I’ve had to miss today’s session in which the engineers are presenting on how they will improve concrete durability in their regions. To spare the squeamish I shall use the euphemism that I’ve eaten something that hasn’t agreed with me. In my last post I marvelled at how modern technology allowed me to post from an aeroplane at 36000ft above Mosul; you don’t want to know what’s happening while I post this!

Modern technology

The wonders of modern technology are allowing me to post this message from somewhere near Mosul, well 36994ft above it actually. I’m heading to Bangladesh for the final stage of a DfID funded project we’ve been working on for a couple of years in which we’re trying to improve the durability of their concrete in the coastal regions.

It’s been quite an interesting challenge as the country has very little in the way of natural resources (most coarse aggregate and cement is imported) except clay so they make a lot of bricks and crush them up to use as aggregate.

There is a strong belief that stronger is better and that supplementary cementitious materials are bad – a view we’ve tried to change by introducing durability testing like the Nordtest NTBuild492. My colleague Sudarshan Srinivasan presented the a paper at the durability conference in Leeds last year which summarised the work (and won 2nd best paper award). If you’re interested I can let you have a copy.

Now all we have to figure out is how to get the technology to be able to stop the chap sitting next to me from waking me up so he could go to the toilet after I’d eventually fallen to sleep!