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Definitely Dwynne: btw, that looks like a real mean Moggie! Is it on loan from Postman Pat?
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I'm out.Keep blowing the trumpet for our Wfoxes I know, but I paid just £99.99 for my Swift (on a Black Friday deal, but was £119.99 before that.) and a bit less for SWMBO’s Spark. They both take good photos: every photo I attach here is from my Swift.
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I'm out.Guess I was “lucky” to apply when it was DLA. Took me 13 months to get DLA and Incapacity Benefit. (as it was then) I eventually changed to a consultant who cared enough to give me solid back up and a GP who never faltered: both of them bombarded DWP with letters, photographs and signed diagnoses. Back-paid of course, but we still almost lost the house before we got that. If it had not been for my wonderful, supportive FIL, we could well have been homeless. I was 3 days from a Tribunal and had photocopied everything, ensured they knew that. They paid me, then when we moved to Lincs, they sent a payment book to the P.O. in my old village. I never had a payment book, it had all gone into the bank! 2 years later, payments stopped, after they sent my payments to another account. That took months and a letter to the DWP Minister before I got paid again. I detest the DWP with a passion, and I keep a close eye on all my payments. Some of that happened under a Labour government, some under the Tories.
I always remember that truly horrible time, when I see a homeless person and cannot help giving a bit. We had a son who kept being made redundant after his first good job went, a daughter in training. Son even went packing veg and fruit in Lincolnshire, drove from our Notts village every day, took 9 more Mansfield area lads to the fields, drove them all home, had to fill up and check the minibus before taking it back. Sometimes he came home at midnight, absolutely shattered. All for a pittance, Agency Gangmasters, Barstewards. Makes me angry when people say that ‘foreign workers do jobs our idle people won’t touch.’ Not all the same. And that was under B.Liar’s misrule.
Sorry, but I cannot being angry about all that. Vented now, going for a walk. :wacko: B-)
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I'm out.Steve, I didn’t know about the WDealers upheavals, have only just returned to the old shows on Dave, don’t like the Discovery shows, never did like Mike anyway. Edd I can relate to, being an ex-mech I find his work to be absolutely professional. Which is not true for many shows on most TV today. Following him on YT and FB now, thanks for the link!
I know exactly what you mean about your daughter and how her generation enjoy different entertainment. My 11 yo gdaughter uses gran’s lappy when she comes here for a sleepover. (all Friday & Saturday this week) I can’t follow half of what she does watch, but she also uses it to do homework and if she comes across something she doesn’t know, she knows how to find it. A few months ago she bypassed the Parental lock on her account. I didn’t get annoyed, because I knew what must have happened: asked her 23 yo network engineer brother – “You know how she nags, granddad! She’s just like mum!” Yes, I know, I said, they both take after grandma. :negative: :whistle: 🙁
I put her on honesty: told her to reset Parental lock, which she did, and asked her to respect the time we gave her on the lappy. I have always impressed THIS on our kids and their kids – don’t lie to dad/granddad. If you do something wrong, tell the truth about it. If I find out you lied (and I will!) then I lose trust and respect for you. As a family, we have to have trust and respect for each other. That seems to have worked, with one or two exceptions which were soon sorted.
As for religion, all except the 11 yo have made up their own minds and they find the idea of organised religion ridiculous. Youngest is wavering, she is studying science atm and trying to reconcile the idea of a god with what she is learning. We let them all make up their own minds. One subject at her grammar school is “Comparative Religions”, which makes me laugh, although not in front of gdaughter. How do you compare all the billions of deaths that all religions have caused, by opposing each other?
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I'm out.Great news PM, now you join those of us who get the “so what’s wrong with him?” looks from some able-bodied people!
SWMBO is quick to catch those looks, she adopts the “over-caring” solicitous tone – “Are you allright dear? Is it too much for you? Can you manage? Lean on me if you must.” (She’s 4’9″)
I answer through gritted teeth usually…
One of these days I will lean on her, then we will both be on the deck! :wacko: :yahoo:
Glad you had that result though.
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I'm out.My Wileyfox Swift updated to Android Nougat 7.1.1 about 2 months ago, after Cyanogen Mod died. It ran 5.01 (I think) as a temporary measure at first, then the update came in overnight. My missus’ Wfox Spark is forecasted to update to 7.1.1 sometime in June.
CM is an ex-parrot I’m afraid.
Do you have the Motorola G 4G Tad Ka?
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I'm out.I loved Risk, all the squaddies I ever knew played it in camp, usually at the month’s end. (Not enough month at the end of the money!)
When I was a kid, my dad would send me to the bookies’ with a bet. As I grew older, he would “let me” contribute half towards it. Dad would also teach us 3 lads how to play 3 card brag and stud poker properly, for matches. Emphasis on the ‘properly’ bit, because he wanted us ready to be armed against any card sharps we met. It worked for us and we passed it on: unfortunately one nephew became addicted and it cost him his marriage, as he forgot the basic rule – do not gamble for money when off your face!
Dad had a system for the horses: lay aside a certain small sum each week, choose horses carefully and bet once a week. If you win, keep the winnings and put away for holidays, etc. Take out next weeks’ stake, bet again next week. If you lose, that’s it. Dad and I never lost more than that small weekly sum and we won several middling amounts, once hit over £1500 on a 6-horse accumulator. That bought me a car and mam a Beaver Lamb coat, which was nicked on Mansfield Market. So he bought her another.
We also played dominoes a lot at home, which led one Christmas to myself and middle bro, scrapping in the backyard. I decked him, then carried him to the car and took him home. Tiddlywinks was mam’s favourite at Christmas: after a few whiskies she would crack one of her 2 jokes – “I’ll wink, you can tiddle!” Is there any wonder that I am a slightly disturbed individual? :scratch: :negative: B-)
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I'm out.Steve that reminded me of the V8-powered milk float, courtesy of E bay and Ed China from Wheeler Dealers. (I watch those a lot, being an ex-spanner swinger)
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I'm out.Bob Williams: The meaningful word here being ‘suspects’ – our society and our laws exist to protect citizens from having their human rights taken away by arrest without proof of wrongdoing. Certain legal businesses bend and stretch the rules to defend criminals and terrorists, for financial gain. Could I please ask by what you mean in the last sentence – the implication is that ‘certain legal businesses …. financial gain’ might imply solicitors and barristers who are paid to defend such “suspect”. If my interpretation is correct are such people, as despicable as they are, not entitled to a defence? Unfortunately barristers are not able to pick and choose their clients – they work on the taxi rank principle – first come first served. Again if my understanding of your comment is right, for what matters would you agree that a ‘suspect’ is entitled to a solicitor and any defence? Once you start eroding the legal system where does it stop? Could anyone here find themselves in a position where a defence solicitor was not available to them? ” .. our society and our laws exist to protect citizens from having their human rights taken away by arrest without proof of wrongdoing.” Yet it appears to me that that is exactly what your last sentence in that paragraph suggests?
Dwynne I have taken some time before responding to that, because there is obvious confusion about my reference to ” certain legal businesses “. Please read this for one reference: https://tinyurl.com/zaqnok2
Then this: https://tinyurl.com/z3myy77 Followed by this: https://tinyurl.com/y77s598v
And for the clincher: https://tinyurl.com/zecsxey
Those are the kind of ” legal businesses ” that I was referring to. I worked in the Legal Services department of a County Council and one of my tasks was to visit local solicitors offices in connection with the two Officers that I worked for, in two different disciplines. One was relatively harmless: Common Land Searches. The other was Criminal Law, working for a very talented lady who worked with Social Services in Family Law and Drugs offences. I will always be subject to legal strictures regarding specific cases, but I can tell you that the second Legal Officer opened my eyes to ” certain legal businesses “. There were solicitors known to be acting for people in ways they should not have been, using tactics and methods which were illegal, but these people were practically Teflon-coated. I have no quarrel with perhaps 98% of solicitors, most of whom are hard-working, scrupulously clean individuals. Then come the ambulance-chasers and the bent buggas, and believe me they exist. We have a legal and judicial system which is imperfect, but we have to endure the imperfections in order that some 98% of it works.
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I'm out.Thanks for the Heads Up Lee. Checking now, but I don’t download any games on my phone.
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I'm out.PM, I bought a 4th or 5th hand battered Singer Chamois (posh Hillman Imp) instead of a Mini, a long time ago. The Chamois was a twin-carb version of the Imp and it was discovered that cutting one link from each rear coil spring, would make it handle better. It could be tuned with the lowered springs and suspension tweaks, to corner ‘tail out’ faster than a Mini. They won a few Rallies before too many amateurs like myself wrapped them around too many pieces of scenery and street furniture! The handling was totally different to a Mini, watching one being raced or rallied gave a new meaning to “4-wheel drift”. They went round corners sideways, given enough encouragement.
I was an adrenalin junky when young…
Eventually I also got hold of a 1275 GT Mini Clubman, which I just could not get on with and sold within weeks. But as you say, the MINI is not a Mini at all, it’s a BMW. I remember my first view of the original Mini in 1959: I was in Innsbruck, Austria, at 14 years of age on a 2-week school trip. Someone got hold of a teacher’s News Of the World (old broadsheet paper) and it carried a full page ad for the ‘Mini Cooper’. I could not wait to see one in the metal, but recall what an impact that little car made. It was the most revolutionary design for years.
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I'm out.Correct, Richard. Jayceedee, I can see where you think it might be a Vanguard. My big bro had a Vanguard and the sloping shape of the rear is similar. This is a good source of information: https://tinyurl.com/y8vd4uub
I never worked on a Javelin, a source of regret to me as it was a very interesting car for its time, almost revolutionary. A “boxer” engine, i.e. cylinders horizontally opposed, like a Subaru is now, and some Alfas once were. When I tell people that the car was an executive model, made in Idle, near Bradford, I get some disbelieving looks. But that’s very true. There is an owner’s club, but there are very few left, let alone in the condition that the one pictured remains. There were a lot of classics at Carrington but the Jowett was the rarest car there. Engine:

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I'm out.The emoji to apply to any message to the BA management who allowed this to happen, should ber a very angry face on a very big hammer.
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I'm out.My Cat 6 was bought made up and fitted across the loft by No.2 gson. The only problem was getting the ends through the corners between ceiling and walls, then into trunking. It is thick as you say, but across the loft trusses that does not matter. Wrapped, not tightly, by insulating tape across the beams, was enough to secure it.
There is no way that I would contemplate fitting terminals to Cat6. I have done so with Cat 5e in shorter lengths in the past.
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I'm out.OK Lee that’s done, I’ll wait for subs to start. Sounds fine to me.
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I'm out.I think ‘Brexit’ should be declared jargon, having given birth to ‘Frexit’ which will never happen. And made-up words from almost any speech by a US government Security organisation.
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I'm out.30 meters of Cat 6 across my loft, gives me Gigabit connection to this desktop Ed.
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I'm out.MI5 (and associated organisations) were doing what the Security Service always does: trying to trap the whole network by letting one suspect walk free and consider himself safe. Unfortunately, on this occasion (and apparently on others) they gave him too much freedom, but at least almost all the connections had already been made, hence the roll-up of what appears to be a network. How many more attacks would have been made by members of this network, is of course impossible to say.
The Intelligence Services have suffered from the same problems as the Police and Armed Forces: reduced budgets due to government cuts. Not enough people and not enough resources in place to have “eyes on” all suspects. The meaningful word here being ‘suspects’ – our society and our laws exist to protect citizens from having their human rights taken away by arrest without proof of wrongdoing. Certain legal businesses bend and stretch the rules to defend criminals and terrorists, for financial gain.
Most Muslims who do the “right thing” by reporting those radicals they know to be dangerous, are puzzled by the seeming inability of the law to react and arrest the radicals immediately. It has to be remembered that those doing the Right Thing, may also be putting themselves in harm’s way. I know this from my Iraqui mate, who assures me that is a real prospect, there being areas of our towns and cities where it is dangerous for a Muslim to be seen by other Muslims, speaking to a police officer.
I also have to comment upon previous posts here, regarding immigrants who first came here, having children who looked ‘different.’ I remember the first black family coming to my old village. They came from a Carribean island with a 3 month old son and proceeded to have more children. When the firstborn was 17 and working as a miner, they left him and took the rest of the family back to the island. He was forced to move out of the family home and left homeless, but the village supported him. My dad found him rooms with a widow my parents knew and he continued working at the pit. He became one of our bunch of 9 mates, all white lads, and became a village lad. He married a white village girl and they had 2 girls, mixed race of course. The girls both married white lads from the village and they are still a part of the village today. Last time I saw my old mate, he was walking out his new grandson and looking as proud as any granddad. I believe they were all accepted and never made to feel ‘different’ because they came to a village, not any large urban community.
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I'm out.I value this forum very highly, but on our fixed income I cannot afford to donate more than £5, having set up a regular monthly payment. I offer that as a suggestion to any other forumites. I think we all have a good idea how much this is all costing Lee to run and I believe that he could probably plan his outgoings more successfully if he was confident of a known amount of regular monthly income.
I hope I have explained myself well enough there. I also would not object to a couple of ads at the side, with no audio please! Another basis for a regular income. I have not lost sight of the way Lee took all this upon himself and provided us with another place to share conversations about anything and everything.
And I like the new changes.
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I'm out.I am looking for one vinyl LP for a band I sang with in the very early 60’s. They were originally “The Stormcats” and morphed into “The Mansfields” which tells you where the group (a band in prehistoric times) members hailed from. Both band names have been appropriated by others, after the originals broke up as I gradually faded out in’63 and ’64 then joined the Army. I wanted to do more Blues and R’n’B, lead guitar (rich kid) wanted to do carp like Ricky Nelson & Bobby Vee. We recorded one LP on which I sang a S**t hot version of Johnny Kidd singing “Shakin’ All Over” and some Chuck Berry/Stones stuff. The problem is that I cannot remember the LP Title! I cudda bin famous, me…

Is this your band?
EDIT: Picture link didn’t work Yes but I am missing from that line up: I left in early ’64 after a disgreement over dress (did not like the Penguin Look) and the stuff they were beginning to play. As I said, I preferred Blues & R&B. The others went on to become The Mansfields. Here’s another bunch I first started singing with: https://tinyurl.com/y6v3arms until “Johnny Gold” decided to take over vocals. He couldn’t compete: not a boast, but I had a voice, he didn’t. His parents’ money bought the band’s instruments and transport. They became Johnny Gold & The Sovereigns for a bit, then folded. I was an unreconstructed Rocker and in my teenage years I was also quite violent. I chinned ‘Johnny Gold’ and walked out.The Nottinghamshire music scene in the Sixties was packed with aspiring groups. Shane Fenton and the Fentones (later Alvin Stardust) used to practice in his Aunt’s Chip Shop in our village when it was closed. His real name was Bernard Jewry. Yes, really. Before national fame, he would play Mansfield Palais, dyed blonde hair with a purple streak. He was beaten up there in the very early 60’s for dating a the wife of a local miner. Mansfield was a hard place, still is.
I also sang in the Army, some mates and I in Germany formed a band and a mobile disco. One of us was a cousin of John McNally from The Searchers, also called John. He and another were posted out, the DJ bought his discharge and became a truckie, and a millionaire twice, twice bankrupted and jailed – last I heard an alcoholic. The whole thing had fallen apart by the time the Army got on our case and told us to stop performing. We made quite a few beer vouchers out of it and had a female following.
I still have a voice! (Well my 11 yo gdaughter thinks so) Blimey, I had an ‘interesting’ life! :wacko: :bye:
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