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I have two TP-Link TL-SG 105’s:
One connects my TP Link N600 9980 Router to the desktop in this room across the loft and the Zyxel nsa310 NAS also in here.
I am planning to use the other to connect a NOWTV box to my TV and the Humax Freesat box, also eventually a laptop which will allow me to record my vinyl collection from the iON record deck. I love TP-Link stuff!
BL’s advice should be heeded: ” Bear in mind that with a 5 port you are only gaining 3 ports net. One port on the sky router and one on the switch are taken up interconnecting the two – so with a 5 port switch you would go from two usable ports to five – for me an eight port makes a lot more sense if not for today then tomorrow. ”
I have just the NAS and desktop connected in this room, but I sometimes connect SWMBO’s lappy to the Hub. That’s it, no ports for anything else, but I don’t need any more here.
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I'm out.The earlier Battery talk brought back an incident from my working days as a workshop foreman. My boss was an old mate who had a working farm and wanted me to run the garage while he ran the farm and fetched parts if needed, also ran the Recovery service from the big old truck sheds up at the farm. His twin lads were the bodyshop guys, had been doing it since they were small, taught by dad and carried on way past him. Youngest lad was my apprentice mecahnic, daughter was secretary, a real family business. Motto on the vehicles: “A Family in Business for Family and Business.”
Anyhoo, one day one of the twins was charging a battery for his car from a big old wheeled charger we had, in the customer reception room, against my advice. He ignored my other advice about switching off the charger before removing the leads. The cell caps were all unscrewed and gassing: BANG! as he knelt over the battery. Fortunately for him, I was behind him, grabbed him, told “KEEP YOUR EYES CLOSED OR LOSE THEM!” and led him to the sink, filled it with water and dunked his head in it. Then told him to open his eyes whilst they were under the water. When I dried his face afterwards, the skin around his eyes was red, but he could see. I took him to the surgery and the Doc washed out his eyes, gave him drops to take. Got him home to his mum, who grew up across the road from me, was and still is an old friend from childhood. I gave him a tremendous b******ing and pointed out his mistakes could have blinded him. Went back to work.
That lad was the accident waiting to happen. Following year he dropped a trailer on his foot and broke it, crashed two different cars. His twin brother was just as careful as the other was careless and unlucky. I knew these lads and their sister from babies, was an unofficial “Uncle”. They are in their early fifties now, still email me.
Batteries, especially the older, capped cell lead acid ones, can bite you if not treated right.
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I'm out.I don’t have a problem with Google or TC and I have a WF Swift, SWMBO a WF Spark. Any company which tries to sell me anything as a result of some other body obtaining my details, will be blocked. My own pet hate is ‘Surveys’ and ‘Recommendations’ – a much more frontal attack upon your details. Amazon have given up on these with me, so have Argos, but every time I buy something from another site, I invariably get an invite to fill in a Survey or Recommend something. In the Trumpers words: “NO!”
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I'm out.Things are much better today guys, thanks for all the good wishes.
Following the advice given by the young Physio, who is also apparently ‘Adaptations Manager’ for the Hospital, I have got my Gert to [Get. With. The. Programme]. Please. She has had a better day and is sticking to her exercises, about which I was not informed. These were with a bag of stuff that she had managed to lose almost as soon as she got back, sorted now and she is improving if slowly. My Gert’s problem is a lack of patience, always has been. She wants to be better NOW. John (JayCeeDee) will recognise this as he is apparently married to my SWMBO’s twin!
Tonight I cooked a tasty lamb chop dinner and was doing fine until a small person on two sticks began hovering and dishing out instructions. Things were coming to a head in my head, until my lovely granddaughter appeared and escorted grandma back to the lounge. “You wanted granddad to care for you and he’s doing it. Now let him get on with it grandma!” She is the only one in the family who can get away with talking to SWMBO like that. Dinner went well, except that I seem to have steamed too many carrots and brussels. Well, I ate all mine, but then I love brussels, which, everyone else in the family thinks, makes me weird. They have to be steamed and slightly crisp, I can’t stand soggy brussels. Tomorrow it will be fish I think.
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I'm out.2 steps forward, 3 steps back….
Had to call the hospital today, SWMBO has had a real struggle getting in and out of bed, into and up out of chairs. After being asked the same questions several times and giving the same answers without once letting my frustration show, they sent a young Physio who spent more than 2 hours with us. Apparently most of the information given by nursing staff was incorrect. He was obviously frustrated himself by this, and immediately pointed out the first error: get into the side of the bed with the replacement hip side first, contrary to hospital advice. When asked why they did this, he pointed out that they should have given her a bed with the locker at the other side to the one she had. As there were 20 beds in that ward, and only one occupied after we left, there was plenty of choice. He also said that the hospital does not take into account that their beds are adjusted for each patient, as are the chairs, which have arms to support lifting in and out.
My Gert is currently zonked out, as I have taken her tablets, organised the routine and made sure she takes them. She hates taking anything, mainly because strong pain killers knock her out. This has given me a break, as I am beginning to feel worn out myself.
My granddaughter has been again today to help me out, but had to work the rest of the day. She has been a great help and I will buy her a little treat when I can.
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I'm out.No worries Richard, I am fine. Lee has part of the reason: travelling around. Apart from my dear old lass in hospital, my daughter, SIL and 12 yo granddaughter are all down with the current Aussie bug and I had to take them some shopping. They are in Louth, 3 miles west of me.
Last night I picked up my 21 yo granddaughter, son’s girl, in Withern, a village 6 miles East of mine, and we visited our Gert in dock, expecting to see her in bed. No chance! She had gone to the toilet, in the care of a good-looking young male nurse, banging her walking frame up and down as she came back, talking 10 to the dozen as usual and still attached to various bits of medical equipment. The Ward Sister says that she had wanted out of bed almost as soon as she woke, and they were having trouble keeping her in one place: could I talk to her? Been doing that for years, I said, makes absolutely no difference what I say. Granddaughter was laughing, the whole family knows that our Gert cannot sit still for more than 5 minutes, has to be doing something. Cleaning, dusting, hoovering, washing, ironing, if all that fails she gets out the laptop, her huge jigsaws or puzzle books, or drags me out for a walk. She is also a born organiser and was telling the male nurse how to do his job. I just sat back and let the mayhem commence, I’m used to it. ???
Granddaughter and I went for a meal afterwards and I really enjoyed the chance for a long talk with her. She is a very intelligent, confident, principled lass and has her own ideas about the world. I think it’s time I stopped embarrassing her in front of BF and family with talk about when she was small and climbed every high surface before falling off it.☺
They are very pleased with SWMBO’s progress and the Sister tells me that she may be able to come home today. I think they may be relieved to see her go, but it depends upon the Physio’s report later today. I am waiting for the Sister to call and tell me to come and fetch her. Atm it’s been about 30 hours since she had the hip replacement surgery and she is banging around the Ward at a rate of knots. Sometimes she scares the crap out of me… All is ready, family all informed, house clean, pots washed, dried and put away. Can’t see anything out of place.
Wish me luck, I have the task now of trying to keep her in the routine they give her.
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I'm out.Loved that, good chuckle! Always something worth listening to on Radio 4.
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I'm out.Good luck for tomorrow bob
Thanks Steve. Op was at 9 am, I was up at 5:15 this morning to get her there for 7:30. Just phoned hospital and she is said to be doing really well. Knowing my Gert with anaesthetics and strong pain killers, that means she is cooperating because she will be semi conscious for most of the day.
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I'm out.Thanks for the good wishes John: I don’t like housework much either, but usually in normal course of events (i.e. with a fully working OH) I do my bit, moving feet for the Hoover work and filling the wash basket. I wash up, as I hate the thought of a dishwasher when money can be spent on more interesting electrical and electronic stuff. I am prepared to do anything though: after 12 years in the Army and a few years of looking after elderly parents with medical problems, I can do anything around the house. Cooking is not my strongpoint though, so I have some ready meals prepared in the freezer.
BL, I looked at it all today, got the deck working fine direct from the Pioneer. Had a good think and decided to keep TV and soundbar separate from the HiFi and deck. I take your point about the soundbar being optimised for the TV. My thoughts were to find a splitter of some sort and switch the inputs, then I realised that was far too much faffing about and the Cable Corner is already almost at Rats nest proportions. So I have got all cables into some nice white plastic Cable Tidy and left it all ‘as is’.
Our Gert has had her Op at 9 am, successfully without problems according to Ward Sister, family all informed by the magic of Text. She is said to be in recovery and I know what that means for my better half: any anaesthetic or strong pain killers, and she is out for most of the day. I will phone at 4 and go to see her at 6, in company with my eldest granddaughter. If SWMBO is fully conscious and back to full SWMBO mode, I may have to listen to several repeated instructions beginning with “Did you…” or “Don’t forget to... ” I can assume Patient Listening Mode, years of practice. Neighbours are continually knocking on the door for news, don’t they have phones?
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I'm out.Steve, I’ve sat amongst Hammers fans (incognito, no NFFC scarf, very quiet, was serving down South at the time) while they were in full voice at the old Boleyn Ground. Being in the middle of it really makes the hair on the neck stand up. It’s a very old fan song from hard times amongst the Docker fraternity and goes back before the War I think.
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I'm out.Lee, tomorrow my Gert is in for a new hip and I am so concerned that I made her the evening meal of her choice. ?? Turned out to be a fried egg on top of each half of a buttered muffin. Now I couldn’t let her eat alone, ?? so I had the same. It’s a long time since we had fried eggs at home and we really appreciated it.
Just a thought… Well, we had strong Ty Phoo with milk but no sugar, got to make sacrifices somewhere. And no biscuits afterwards, proper martyrs.
I cannot take alcohol, had to give up a regular drink due to internal issues after a diseased gall bladder a couple of years ago infected my liver. I can have the very occasional glass of white wine, so I pad it out by having a Spritzer. I look forward to family “do’s” and suggest them constantly.
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I'm out.Regarding the Ion, most old amps had a turntable input – this was due to the low level of signal coming from the cartridge – so that input had a pre-amp on it. If you use the Line In phono socket on the amp, the signal from the Ion’s pre-amp should be sufficient. Regarding the Pioneer connecting to to the TV via TosLink – I looked at the back of the amp and couldn’t see one – is it the one on the front marked audio in??
Yes you are right John, no toslink on the Pioneer. However, there is a headphone and an audio port on the front. There is also a headphone port in the TV. The Pioneer is brand new, we bought it as our Chrimbo pressie. I will have to give it some thought, but atm I have my missus going into Grimsby Hospital tomorrow (Tues) for a new hip, has to be there at 7:30 am tomorrow. Have to be away from here by 6:15 at latest, so early night.
Thanks for the advice. Signal Box went active at around 4 pm today and now we have full 3G at home, cheers mate!
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I'm out.They should never have left the old Boleyn Ground IMO BL. Surely it could have been improved, along the lines of Spurs? (Cough/spit, pass the bucket ?) Not trying to annoy you, BUT:
Play at the Olympic whilst upgrading Upton Park. I must have been down there a few times over the years, friendly bunch.
(Mostly ?) The most regularly UN friendly London grounds I ever visited, were defo Chelsea, followed by Millwall and (maybe surprisingly) QPR. Even the mounted coppers hated us queueing down South Africa Road and into the tunnels.
Tonight I switched News channels to BBC East Midlands Today instead of Look North East Yorks and Lincolnshire, to get the Nottingham reactions. I discovered that the American scorer of two goals, Eric Lichaj, lives jus 4 miles away from my old village with his American wife. She has always told her OH that he can have a dog when he scores a hat trick, “Forest Wall” supporters site has started a campaign “Get Eric a Dog!” but his missus says a deal is a deal: no hat trick, no dog*. Apparently he wanted to take a penalty, says that Ben Brereton told him to “Go Away” or similar words.
*Proper SWMBO!
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I'm out.Steve, if that happens I would be extremely chuffed! Might even visit Wembley for the first time in many years. (if fit!)
BL, I think the Hammers suffered from the usual Prem vs. Lower League syndrome: not being used to the ball continually in the air and players trying to bring bigger teams down to their level. I think you will win at home. Listen to Wenger moaning now, music to my ears! Hope this carries on into League form though. I would swop promotion to, and staying in, the Premier League for an FA Cup Final. That is what those kids deserve.
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I'm out.Just had a problem solved via Contact button, no worries.
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I'm out.Taking sick daughter to surgery this morning, had to cancel my Dental appointment. SIL battling it, granddaughter coming down with it. This is the Colonials taking their revenge for all those Convict Ships!?
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I'm out.I can’t say that the brief time I spent there was great Alan, but the whole Confrontation was such an emegency for the UK at the time, we were pushed into different roles and I found myself, along with other REME/AAC/Signals/RAOC bods, in Jungle training and out on patrol. That’s the bit I enjoyed, strangely enough. I learned a lot from some of the “Teeth Arms” that we were serving with.
Boris, there were not many of those older machines left when I was serving, none with AAC as I recall, all with RAF. But we did have the worst heli ever: the SR Skeeter, which had an ancient D.H. Gypsy Major engine. If the combined weight of pilot and observer was over 24 stones, the thing would not lift off. It would not fly well in even moderate winds. When I served in Detmold, BAOR, I remember the last 27 of these heli’s, in vics of 3, back to Blighty to be scrapped. They flew over what was 71 Aircraft Workshop and I believe they had to make several refuelling stops en route to the UK. The noise was tremendous, as they flew over at a very low altitude.
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I'm out.It might be the same bug we had a month ago. Atm, daughter and SIL are down with it, very ill. Gert is booked for her hip op on Tuesday, I am waiting for treatment and/or further tests. Granddaughter is being ferried to & from school by her cousin in the mornings and me in the evenings. Tonight I am taking gd’s brother food shopping, then pick up Gdaughter and take her home. Tomorrow I am at Dentist. When Gert is home I am Main Carer, or I am in hospital myself.
No time for a breakdown!
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I'm out.Yes it does bring back memories. In 1965/7 I was in the RAF posted to RAF Kuching in Sarawak. The Bristol Freighters used by the Kiwi Air Force were daily visitors bringing in supplies from Singapore/Malaysia. I wonder if the photo of the one coming home was one that I worked on in those far off days.
I was there around that time briefly, on detachment to 225 Squadron, from. Do you remember this Alan?
I can’t recall the SNCO’s name involved, but I was told that he was treated abominally badly until he was acquitted. A lot of us “Teeny Weeny Airways” brown jobs were rushed in straight from Middle Wallop training school, having worked with the Scout that was also rushed in to give more heli support. Baptism of fire: the Scout fell out of the sky regularly, as its development and testing was rushed too. A large number of airframe & engine mods were carried out in service. After the Indonesians gave up with Sukarno’s exit, we were rushed back to Blighty, in time for Aden. My arms were punctured many times in a couple of years!
EDIT – I built a Bristol Freighter as a kid from (I think) an Airfix or Revell kit. I think it was larger than 1/72nd, as it came with RAF figures and a Land Rover, freight doors opened and the ramp came down. Just emailed the nephew I gave it to, as he was the one who always looked after the stuff I gave him. He might just have it still, as he still has many of my old Dinky toys in prime nick.
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I'm out.The Imposter Duke is posting again, all spelling and grammar correct. I’m worried.
Either that or Grammarly is working for the real Steve???
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