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Dave, we get people round our way who move about like you. They’re called Travellers and they are always blocking up space in car parks from Skeggy to Cleethorpes. ?
EDIT in fact they don’t ‘Travel’ as much as you do, which is part of the problem…
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I'm out.Nice one Dwynne: the biter, bitten. I hate all that Nationalist krap as well, there are just so many Nazis atm flaunting the cross of St. George, Red Dragon, Scottish Saltire and the Union Flag. They think they represent a proportion of the people, when all they really represent is the results of inadequate personalities and a poor self-image that has to hide behind a flag with fellow nutters. My SIL had a White Dragon in the car, across the parcel shelf: “It’s the Saxon Dragon.” I pointed out that his family name meant that he was probably of Jewish descent, which he confirmed and was proud of. I further said that the Saxons mostly originated in Germany and Denmark, and that there was a Saxon regiment in charge at Büchenwald concentration camp in WWII.* So Saxons were probably responsible for the torture and death of many Jews. His eyes began to glaze over when I told him that Saxons and Angles had probably fought and killed my ancestors, and taken their lands.
The flag is not in his car anymore… I also advised him to try driving through Wales with the flag showing, then park up and leave it.
*I know this because my German ex-FIL was a camp guard at Bergen-Belsen. I forgot the German for ‘misbegotten SOB’ so I had to say FIL.
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I'm out.Sound pleasant. I will look into them. could you send pics of you using it, so I know I’m doing it right
Yes Ed, please do! I am bothered by having to put my head back to use the neti pot. I have an upper spinal problem, mentioned before, which means restricted movement to my neck. Cannot tilt my head up, down, or sideways much, as No.4 vertebra is mostly carbon fibre. But I have similar nasal problems as described in your linked article, and hay fever. Living in the middle of the most extensively-farmed county in Britain, is an obvious problem. But I will never move.
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Dwynne, you may (or may not ?) be interested to know that my grandfather was a “Druid”. {You may imagine why I put that in parentheses}. Granddad was born English in Burslem, Staffordshire and 4 generations away from Wales, but was fiercely proud of his Welsh descent and insisted upon passing that onto as many grandchildren as he could reach. Their parents, of course, had heard it all before… I am also proud of my Welsh descent, but also proud of being born British/English. He visited Wales a lot and bought the whole Druid thing, died when I was 9 years old and young enough to be impressed with his rhetoric.
As a result, I still feel just a bit torn at Welsh-English sporting contests: thanks for that, granddad!
When I got older and became interested in history, I learned that of course the whole “Modern Druid” thing is a Victorian invention, and researched into it. I learned that the Druids in ancient Britain, were so much more interesting, fascinating and totally different to the misguided souls who prance about in white gowns at the (wrong) Solstice. I just wish he had lived longer, because granddad was a founder member of the Independent Labour Party, and loved a good argument! But always had to be right, which is a Williams family trait, according to my dear SWMBO. Don’t know where she gets that from.☺?
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I'm out.Adding my own thanks to Drezha, and thanks Ed for answering my question.
Etcher is going to help me and also help more family members.
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I'm out.Thanks Ed, would that work on other devices besides RasPi? Thinking phones and Tablets.
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I'm out.I though tolken made the whole area up.
GoT 8 will probably be made in the West Mid’s… ?
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I'm out.Actually, Nottingham is in the Midlands – the East Midlands, as is Lincolnshire, and Nottingham has been called “Queen of the Midlands”. Notts and Lincs dialects are almost the same, except for South Lincs around Boston and down to the Cambridgeshire and Norfolk borders. Down there, I hear that there are special, parallel ruts along the pavements, so that the inhabitants don’t drag their knuckles on the deck when out walking. (That may be Fake News, a neighbour originally from Suffolk gave me that) ??
Jason, there is still a large part of me that does care for the city: it’s where I was born and the County is where I (mostly) grew up. But having been passed around through grandparents and aunts as a kid in other counties, gone to sea for almost 2 years at 16, and served 12 years in HMF, I really do not feel a big emotional attachment to anywhere. Except for where I am right now, which is the one place I have always been happy and content.
I did not mean to upset anyone, but I speak my mind and it does often sound like criticism.
Steve, only the West Midlands are mythical: Brummie is a magical, mysterious language, spoken by elves and warlocks to confuse the rest of us.??
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I'm out.Maybe I am looking back to my younger days, and if so I stand corrected. But I was born there, did visit the place for many years, so perhaps that colours my perception. Certainly the county, especially the old coalfield areas, has taken a long time to recover something like a peaceful existence. I still have a large number of friends and family there and am in regular contact with them. I visit my old village and the one next to it, to see those friends & family. The sight of it actually depresses me, but I have noticed some regeneration amongst the rundown streets.
The old NCB estate was hived off by British Coal as soon as they could move it. A start-up Housing Association took it over and made a real pig’s ear of administering it. I know that from personal experience: one HA house was a first (rented) home for SWMBO, the kids and myself. The HA was in deep financial trouble very quickly and attempted to increase the rent by 300% plus. I fought that with an independent tribunal and won the case for all tenants of that HA in Nottinghamshire. The Tribunal Head, an ex-QC, took one look at the place, took in my evidence, observed the flapping of the HA people and instead recommended a rent decrease! The effect upon tenants, of the ensuing lack of maintenance upon the housing, was absolutely disgusting. The HA started moving in problem families from other areas which had evicted them. As the ex-miners and their wives grew older and either passed away, took Sheltered housing, or went into Care, more and more homes became void properties and were given to such families. The effect upon the village was disastrous. Eventually the Council took over and began sorting out the problems, but the village remains a crime hotspot according to a retired police officer friend that I grew up with. It is slowly regenerating, but problems remain and many of the people of all ages that I knew, have moved away.
EDIT: I had forgotten my old Army mate who was born and raised in Nottingham. He is a product of the city, a big hard lad who became a trucker when he left the Army. He has moved out of the city and into the country because of trouble in his area. This might explain why, better than I can:
Sometimes the people who actually live on the streets of a city, have a clearer idea of the place, than visitors or students.
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I'm out.Yes Jason, the city centre is great. For a night out, and most Nottingham and Nottinghamshire folk are friendly. (” ‘ayup me duck, a’ y’ allreight?”) I will agree with you on that. But a lot of outlying areas are not so great, and the truth is that it is not safe to go out at night in those. It’s not (usually) visitors and students who get into trouble, it’s local kids carving pieces of each other. Some of the August 2011 riots in the UK were in Nottingham and were said to be the worst outside London.
My home was a few miles north of the city for 55 years and I used to enjoy Nottingham night life most weekends, but we would always go down to the city mob-handed, at least 6 of us, usually 9. Safety in numbers! The sad thing was, only one of us mates was black and he was often criticised for being in our company. By other black guys. He grew up in the village and we just treated him as a mate, one of us. Stranger still, he was slagged off when with us in Mansfield by white guys. That led to quite a few “confrontations”. I still count him as one of my oldest and best mates, he is often over here at Skeggy.
I agree with you about Derby too, but as an old Forest supporter I am genetically predisposed to dislike Rams.
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I'm out.No Lee, Steve is right: my birth City is officially the most violent place in the UK, per head of population. Not proud of that, and one of the reasons we moved here to Lincs. The whole ex-coalfield vilages are no better: even when the pits were booming, weekends were Fight Club time. It’s one of the reasons why I was such a violent kid. I was short, got bullied, learned to look after myself very young (get your retaliation in first!) and wound up on a GBH charge. Against 2 guys bigger than me. If I had not been in the Army by the time the case came up, I would have been banged-up for some time. a lot of the blokes I grew up with wound up inside or on Probbo.
My nephew’s widow’s eldest (nephew’s stepson) was given a 6 – stretch last year for growing the wrong sort of crops in his loft. Second offence for this muppet and he was also found with over £22K in the house, bypassed the meter, all that happy crappy. He was apparently also responsible for a rival ‘Horticulturalist’ being found with both legs broken and an ear ripped off. The police could not find evidence to prove that. The lad (actually now in his late 30’s) is eldest of 3 and the other 2 are really good lads. His mum gave him the elbow years ago, has moved and not given him the address. Joke is, he was living in my nephew’s old house when his mum moved first time. It was next door to what was the Police Station until 1990.
I bless the day we moved here. Also the day I joined the Army.
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I'm out.Were you on your way to my birth county of Nottinghamshire from Lincolnshire Lee? That’s the only Toll bridge I know, that would be this one: https://tinyurl.com/r68grko
I use it a lot, going over to family and friends in Notts and Derbys. It was 35p (cars) for a long time, until it dawned upon the bridge Board that made the queues longer as people scrabbled for change. Apparently, before the increase, the cashiers would come out when there was no traffic, to search for dropped 5pence coins under the kiosks. We always make sure that we have 20p coins for both ways before we go.
You have not seen all of Lincolnshire, otherwise you would not make ridiculous claims!
What were you smuggling around the country in the van, anyway?
No, don’t tell me. What I don’t know, can’t get me into trouble.??
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I'm out.The number of a**e-covers being applied, increases exponentially.
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I'm out.The detestation of most politicians amongst young people I know, is so obvious now. The ones they don’t detest, they see as figures of fun. They are merciless with some of the older ones, even the PM is not immune. One young friend of my Gd’s actually said this about TM: “She is as old as my gran, but dresses like she’s 21. Eyes like poached eggs!”
Jeremy Corbyn seems immune to criticism though. They hear some of the things he says as Good Things. Look out for another upset soon. I am sorely tempted to tell them some truths, but I think they should be allowed to make up their own minds and make their own mistakes, so I don’t comment either way.
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I'm out.I see some sort of revolution across the world. Never forget that young people are now in contact with each other across borders, political and cultural divides, and English is an international language. The revolution is already underway, thanks to t’internet and mobiles. This is why so many states (ours and the USA included) are attempting to control it. Their leaders just do not “get it” – people, especially the younger ones, are clued up and know how to work around the controls. In this country alone, kids are growing up with classmates and neighbours from all kinds of backgrounds. Unless they are in gangs, or affected by the preconceptions of parents, they mostly view it as normal life.
My two grandsons have friends all over the world that they began to know by gaming with them. Now they also correspond with them and they ‘swap’ contacts between them. They have also been introduced via their overseas contacts, to other young people from other nations, and they have introduced those, to other kids here. The young people involved, are intelligent and are probably more clued up about the world than I am. Example: a few years ago, my youngest gs asked me to point out a particular place in the map, because he had a friend there that he gamed with as a partner. (Don’t ask me anything about that, I am not a gamer) It was in Pakistan. Doesn’t matter to him what anyone else thinks about that, he still corresponds with that lad and others he has found through him. Incidentally, nowadays he can of course pinpoint anyone and anywhere on the map. Google is an unwitting tool of the coming revolution!
The future is what the best of today’s young people will make of it, how we view what might happen, is irrelevant to them.
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I'm out.Don’t have much time for people like that Steve, and won’t add comments to any posts like that. It’s a reaction that they want and if everyone learned not to give it to them, they would slink off somewhere else. I keep my page just for family and friends. For instance: I have a niece whose husband was a big, fit lad, rugby player and health nut. He had a major stroke a few years ago and was almost completely paralysed. She gave up work as a Supervisor in a Care Home, to look after him. Gradually she is nursing him back towards better health, but it’s been a long hard job for her, she is a small, slim lass but has proved to be a tough one.
Today she gave a description of how he enjoyed watching the British Lions beating New Zealand, he was cheering them on and she says it brought her to tears to see him showing recovery signs like that. The whole family were on FB, supporting her, (including Uncle Bob). The older nieces and nephews were only a few years younger than me and I grew up with them, it’s great to keep in touch with them.
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I'm out.Thanks for the comprehensive explanation Drezha, it is good to get the correct information from a knowledgeable source. I think it has demonstrated that I should be more careful in making uninformed comment! I based those comments on information available and meant no disrespect to the work of any organisation or individual.
In other words, I should keep silent when it comes to stuff I know very little about!
EDIT: your last Reply was very interesting.
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I'm out.Thanks Ed for that Link. Explains a lot: it only happens on engine start, so next time I hoist SWMBO into the co pilot seat, I will ask her to keep her HA switched off until we have driven away. I have also asked Hyundai for a possible answer and fully expect to get one: they have a very active UK site and have helped me before.
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I'm out.My youngest gson was bullied at his Academy at 14 – by 3 girls! It began when one asked him out and he told her the truth, that he didn’t fancy her because she smoked and smelled like an old ashtray. That is part of his character, he has always told the truth as he sees it, doesn’t matter who he is talking to. Being a big, intelligent lad, he cares little for wht others think.
The girls tormented him for a a couple of weeks, one even went so far as to tell everyone she knew that gs had got her pregnant. In the end his mates came to his rescue: they told the girls that they were going to spread their names all around the school and the area, as being “easy”.
Richard, FB is not the ogre you think, it is the way it is used by people who have too much time and either too little, or too much, imagination, with too little intelligence. If I am bothered by someone, I just block them. The friends and family I contact, are all fine. I did have had occasion to block 2 (not close) family members and they no longer throw foul language and evil gossip around on my page. Without FB, I would not be in touch with my nieces and nephews, giving me news of their doings and their welfare, from all over the world. I am constantly amazed and often delighted at the results from the marriage of my parents in 1926. They would be just as amazed.
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I'm out.Posting this elsewhere: it would be a Hijack.
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