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Well that was a cracking game, we hit the woodwork several times and so did the other team. Finished 0-0 and was a credit to both teams, although there was a lot of Thud & Blunder. We are one place outside the Play-offs in 7th. COYR’s!
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I'm out.Rees-Mogg Is not understood by (I would guess) about 85% of the British public. Sat in a local pub a couple of weeks ago, watching TV until the game came on. All you could hear was “WTF is he talking about?” to “What an upper class twit.”
Gone to watch Derby vs. Forest.
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I'm out.Getting a top class Record Deck* from son & daughter, clubbing together. Already got SWMBO’s gift: a new Clarke toolbox and a wee trolley to tote it about. I have no idea what else I will get from family, but youngest G’daughter has great imagination: last year it was a pricey bundle of posh socks, with crazy animal designs. I always smile when I pull a pair of them on, she is a star! Son never knows what he wants, so I noticed he had “Stationary Engine” mags stacked up and falling over. So I got him 1 of the older, smaller Binders and 2 of the latest, larger ones. That is his passion, he builds, sells and shows them with his mate, who has an old Bedford flatbed, rebuilt to Concourse standard. They will be gearing up after December, for the Shows they want to put on in Lincolnshire and further afield.
*More bells and whistles, connects to almost anything. As long as it records my vinyl with clarity better than the old Ion USB contraption, I will be OK.
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I'm out.You advised me about this before Les, long time ago. We have particularly hard water here, so every week I bring home 6x (1.5 Liter) bottles of Highland Spring Still water. And I usually finish them in a week. Still getting up at least twice, down from 4 times. GP says this is natural for an enlarged prostate. This month it is almost exactly 12 months since the bleeding, the scans etc. No more blood, just a bigger prostate, but consultant say it is gradually shrinking. I had to get lucky somewhere!
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I'm out.Les, despite the nationality, your SWMBO sounds like mine.
” Of course it is “something else” that SWMBO will complain about. ”
Yesterday we were faced with the tasks of either wrapping the apparently hundreds of Pressies, or putting up the Xmas Deco. I thought she was still taking note of my recent illness when she
gavevolunteered me for the wrapping task. Deco is done, wrapping is maybe half done. Manana, baby.No such sympathy! I had forgotten the huge picture frames we had taken to have 3x Games posters installed for N.1 Gson*. And the huge toolbox that we ordered for No.2 gson. 2 posters covered our kitchen table and overflowed at both ends. I have done one and now need more packing and more sellotape! The toolbox may be easier, although covered in thick plastic film. Daughter’s shoes (of which she has about a zillion) came in the dumbest of boxes: all sharp angles. More packing needed…
After 30 years I still forget how devious they are!
*These are apparently last-gen games, don’t ask me which ones. Beautiful artwork, and the Framers tell me they have researched the games and say they are worth a good few quid now, but in future will be even more so. No.1 (25 next month) has a spare room full of this stuff from the age of around 10. He always paid extra for any fancy boxes: the shelves I built for him when he moved in to his apartment, are stacked. Now he has a really good salary, he thinks nothing of shelling out big sums.
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I'm out.Richard there is no way on this earth that I could make a 7:30 appointment and I inform whoever gives me any such before 11 am, that it is not possible. I am immediately given an alternative: have you tried that? Although, considering travel in the very early morning in London, perhaps traffic is lighter?
I wake now about every 3 to 4 hours as my Prostate appears to have settled down and only forces a visit the loo twice nightly now. A somewhat mixed blessing!
Strangely, if I am forced to use the only pain relief medicine I will take – Paracetamol – it makes me hot and sweaty, but does work. I had that intravenously during my recent hospital stay, if my temps increased and the shaking started. It reduced my overheating and stopped the shakes. Now it works in reverse. Am I a Pavlovian dog?
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I'm out.After today’s revelations, it is obvious that Brussels is just confused and astonished by the deep divisions in the UK parliament and especially by the continual stabs TMPM is receiving in the back, from her own Party and quite often some in her Cabinet.
How can we expect them to know how to deal correctly with us, when all this s**t is going down?
As you say, Steve, we are an embarrassment. Mother of Parliaments? Yer avvin a laff!
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I'm out.Due to the problems with my Parastomal Hernia, mornings are a pain for me. Whenever I am phoned with an appointment possibility, I have to explain the same message, usually to the same receptionist/secretary/whatever, that I cannot make it before 11am. The disbelief and sheer stupidity this engenders, has to be experienced to be believed. Example, after explaining in detail, what the stoma change entails: “Well can we send transport?” – “That is irrelevant. I would not be ready to board the transport until I am done, including the cleanup. Then I can drive to the hospital myself.” Another – “Can we send someone to help?” – “No I have been doing this since 2009. I am well practiced and another pair of hands would be a useless obstruction.”
Things are mad more complicated by the admin staff not looking at my address and realising I am 22 miles down the road from Grimsby Hospital. If I have to go to Beverley, East Yorks, it’s almost 50 miles. They cannot imagine anywhere outside their own workplace or home, actually exists.
But I am lucky in my rural location: I have sympathy for those of you battling with city traffic, especially Richard. Whilst I may have more miles to travel, my journey has very few traffic lights. Even the journey to Beverley can be done in a little more than 1¼ hours over the spectacular Humber Bridge and is all constant driving, which is one of my few joys in life now. I rarely visit London now, I go either to our friends in High Barnet, or SWMBO’s cousin in Beckenham. The latter is a very salubrious gated enclosure of wealthy homes, the former is a joyful community of Oldpharts in lovely, charity bungalows. I fit right in there! All a long way from my London experiences in the early 60’s: West India Dock, Mile End, Stepney, etc. I really loved the life there in those days, especially returning bronzed from a sea trip and (hopefully) dazzling the local lasses.???
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I'm out.Nice one, Wasbit! I had not considered that, thanks.
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I'm out.So do I, an Airfix and Revel regular until I went to sea at 16. The
construction sitespare room at home was full of all kinds of builds, including Spitfires and Hurricanes duelling with Messerschmidt Bf 109’s, FW 109’s, Heinkel 111’s, Do17’s and Ju 88’s. There was also a B17G being attacked by a Bf109, chased by a Mustang P-51D and another P-51D being attacked by an Me 262 jet. All of this was hanging from the ceiling on very fine, almost invisible nylon threads.On a big old table was a Diorama: a lone Tiger tank confronting 3 British Firefly tanks in Normandy:
And behind a wall, a British infantry section with a PIAT anti-tank weapon. Another Diorama had a Type 97 Japanese tank in what I imagined was the Burmese jungle, being pounded by two British 25- pounders on a hill.
I built all this stuff between about 8 and 16, using lots of papier mache and Humbrol paints. It used to take me longer to build the Diorama’s, than the kits! Until I found the big Revel Chevvy V8 on a stand, which took me the best part of 2 months. Half the body of the engine was clear plastic, the crank could be turned to see all the pistons and other working parts, moving. It was spectacular, but I had an idea what would happen to it when I left, as my two nephews were interested in it and they always fell out over playing with stuff. So I sold it to a mate who is now a retired London dentist and still has it.
The nephews used to ask to see the room while I was away: dad would not allow that but mam would. Sure enough the whole scene was trashed when I came home. Some idiot (my brother, their dad) had bought the eldest an air pistol and he used my displays for target practice. If you have never seen a plastic kit shot by an air pistol at close range, it is every bit as disastrous as you might imagine. It was 3 sea trips before I spoke to my eldest nephew again and was never as close to him as his younger brother. All 3 are passed on.
Like many kids of my generation brought up on tales of WWII, I was interested in war and war weapons.
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I'm out.Thanks Richard, no lamps and/or LED’s close to the lappy, but overhead is a 3-LED light cluster. Going to check that out by using it in the next room.
I changed to an optical wired HP mouse and discovered that it now only jumps around when typing in Web Pages online. I typed a whole A4 page of text in Open Office without a problem.
Back to the metaphorical drawing Board…
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I'm out.One day we will get the government we deserve. Unfortunately it looks like a long wait.
I think May should go ASAP, she lacks the backbone and single minded purpose needed to put in the boot at Brussels. Not so much negotiating, as surrendering. Shots of her laughing it up with European leaders, tell us everything we need to know. Show some commitment, borrow a pair, woman! (Not from anyone in Westminster, they have all been confiscated.)
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I'm out.Happy to help Ed!
Our Boys in Blue have had to call for help from the Lincolnshire populace by setting up the “Lincs Alert” scheme and depending upon volunteers such as me, to broadcast warnings. I set up and printout stuff that I think us Oldpharts here should know about. The cuts have badly affected our county policing. Urban-dwelling politicians have no idea what it means to police the second largest English county, with continually reducing numbers of officers. The population is widely scattered across villages many miles apart and it can take a couple of hours to get to a scene. That is, if officers get the right location details given to them.
Same applies to ambulances. There are a lot of trained, but voluntary, services working with emergency services in our county.
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I'm out.Thanks guys. Your support means a lot. My FB page is choked with replies.
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I'm out.I was also late today Richard, thanks to a hold up on the single-carriage A16. We really need some dual carriageway on that road, which carries a huge amount of truck traffic from and to the Humber ports. Now that wind turbine production is ramping up, and many (European and British) companies are working along the Humber, the traffic is really heavy. Today it was a huge Wide Load, a massive Holiday Home from the Willerby manufacturers in East Yorkshire, almost falling off the truck. A huge recovery truck and team had to be sent for. Fortunately I know the area well by now and found a roundabout route which took me back onto the A16 further North and past the obstruction.
After the hospital, wife and I had to go to take the car into a Motability repair workshop (Nationwide Repairs) in Grimsby, just off the A180. Last night I took my grandson home from work and reversed into my son’s trailer hook, damaging the N/S rear light lenses. Son had left the trailer with the hook and hitch upright, whereas it is usually down. It is a very dark layby, all the streetlights are switched off to save money and the hook was covered with a metal plate, itself covered by a black plastic cover. Dear son is absolutely gutted, but I could not chastise him, he does so much for us.
Then we went Christmas shopping back in Grimsby. GRRRRR!!! Do I not like that!
All the best to you and family.
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I'm out.I am not at all surprised, but thanks Ed.
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I'm out.” Thank you, Duke, Ed, Dave, Bob, Les, Richard, dwynnehugh and wasbit. ”
You’re welcome Monkey S! A long time ago, in a Galaxy far away (Micro Mart magazine days) ?, I was wont to use the MM Forum only when I wanted something: usually it was a cry for help with a PC or other device. Eventually it became more than just a computer forum, but when MM closed, and Lee set up the much better Forumite, it became a home from home and the advice, on all sorts of issues, just keeps coming, as do the (often lively) debates. There are guys here that I now count as mates, although I have never met them in person. I have had a lot of invaluable assistance from lots of Forumites over the years.
Cheers, Bob.
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I'm out.You might fare better with Windows 7 Basic:
Your old XP games might run on that. Whatever you do, you have to realise the truth in what everyone here is telling you: XP is dead, even if you could get it up and running it would be dangerous on the net.
There comes a time in the life of a system, when the system is no longer technologically viable. Your old PC has reached that point. I have just given away a base unit with an AMD Phenom X4 Black Edition that was a very good PC in its time, running off a Gigabyte ATX mobo with many bells and whistles. It had reached end of life, even though it was usable on a basic level, it was too old and behind the curve to be useful.
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I'm out.I read this:
And then I read this:
And, just to rub salt in the wound, this happened a couple of days ago:
Seems to me that government Civil contract procurement, is even worse than MOD military procurement.
The lunatics have officially taken over the asylum.
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I'm out.What they always do Dave: run around like headless chickens, argue for and against several irrelevant points, then have a ‘knee jerk’ moment and come up with something else that fails to please all the people even some of the time.
This whole Brexit process has exposed our political leaders on all sides as incompetent and subject to an even greater lack of trust by the electorate than previously. Which I had not thought possible.
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