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Get used to writing big cheques.
I'll be writing one next week, and I read through the deeds to the new bungalow this morning - fascinating set of records.
Nice to know they've searched me for any record of bankruptcy and found nothing.
I had a very weird one last night - dreamed I met a man who liked me I mean really liked me, but I have no idea who he was and we were riding polo ponies in South Africa.
Is it worth a short this web page />I'm gonna wash that dude right outta my hair, not so good.
However, I'm gonna wash that man right outta my dude sounds a little better.
Even if it only makes for a short game.
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And only about 3 minutes long in its entirety.
Hopefully Googling should find it somewhere Out There, if anyone's interested.
These solicitors really like to leave everything to the last minute, it seems.
Should be getting the keys "in the next hour or so".
We'll see about that.
The latter case involves adding 'ling' to a non-verb to produce a commonly-diminutive noun.
Examples include underling, sapling, darling, sidling which produced the verb sidle as a back formation.
It used to be side-ling - i.
But of course given a variety of words ending in 'ing' it isn't always apparent that some were fromed from the 'ling'-route rather than the verbal 'ing'-route.
The 'l' is a useful indicator, but not 100% reliable.
Keys arrived, then a van of stuff including a sofa which was brought up the stairs by two burly Mancunians.
Then a couple of car loads of stuff, followed by a bed, which was brought up the stairs by a burly Edinburgher and further assembled by him.
Which was just as well, cos it would have taken us about five hours and we'd have done a really rubbish job of it too.
Boxes of stuff still arriving in dribs and drabs, and we're slowly finding places to put all their contents.
Nothing's yet come off in our hand or fallen off the wall or ceiling.
The heating and shower works, the loo flushes.
I have, however, discovered muscles I never knew I had.
Living on the top floor of a tenement block must be good for you, surely.
Oh, and we can't find the stopcock.
My mother discovered the loo in her new bungalow flushes with water from the hot water system.
Have I mentioned this before?
Anyone up for a - let's say a three way split, he says, trying to second-guess the likely number of players.
Puce - Green - Chartreuse are I believe the traditional colours for such a split.
This refers to the small red lettering on a miniature portrait or similar.
I'm going to look this up now, just to check.
Incidentally, that doesn't pardon 6 quiz teams of staff from our local primary school being unable to spell "minuscule", despite the fact that it was on my son's spelling list 2 years ago aged 8.
Not one team got "manoeuvre" right, either.
Mini- is listed, however, as deriving from miniature and minimum, from minimus least.
I think I need to do more research to ease my troubled mind.
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And watch out for those South East Iceland loops.
They did marginally better with "accommodation", "Massachusetts" and "knowledgeable".
However, I think only 1 team got "diarrhoea" right.
I've done much harder spelling rounds in the past; admittedly that was for quiz addicts, and once was deliberately written to prevent a certain team winning, because I knew they would play their joker on a spelling round.
I put in words like "eschscholtzia", "waqf" etc.
You'll never forget how to spell diarrhoea again!
The opposite was "knobs".
It was all "po".
SM Yes, but what do S-K-W-I-T-S stand for?
The SHITS, by the way, is a section of the band of the Irish Guards who call themselves the Society of Harmonious Irish Tunesmiths.
But my mum does tend to take new south beach eve 2020 years casino path less travelled by, when it comes to spelling.
Never mind a raincoat, yesterday afternoon I wished I'd brought a bucket and spade to work.
I have more free time than I know what to do with, but instead of doing something useful with it, like learn Russian, I'm going to play MC until I vomit.
I'd do well if I was dropped in statistics us 2020 gambling middle of Europe wouldn't I?
I don't know who the public were that voted, but they didn't ask ME.
Puce v Chartreuse or Puce v Green v Chartreuse?
I wouldn't advocate more than three teams - we don't really have enough players.
Placing old wine into new bottles sometimes helps.
Is it something to do with turning nouns into verbs?
Or 'verbing' you might say.
Serious usage of something like diary as a verb is definitely something we'll all get flighty about.
We should be touched rab thought of us though.
Anyone else having any trouble?
More generally, the internets seem to be very slow here in France, but I can reach most sites.
Off the top of my head, I can't think of another example of this formation - but I'm sure I'll now be inundated with verbed adjectives that are unbelievably obvious.
Thanks for bringing the news to my attention though - I didn't know anything about it till now.
So is "wrong" and "right.
However, I did find an example of a verbing of a non-adjectival noun: You can tree a cat.
BTW Calvin's only 12 years younger than I am.
He'd be 26 sometime this year.
I like the "thin" example, though.
I agree "ornate" as a verb is monstrous when "ornament" already exists as a verb.
SM How do you tree a cat?
Stick a twig up its bum?
I can see how you can de-cat a tree, though, even if it might need the Fire Brigade.
The OED has it as an obsolete verb, which I suppose is why an antiquarian map dealer might use it to ornate his prose.
But as Caxton not pub casino de montreal 2020 share, "Somtyme ornatynge of wordes maketh the proposycion to be withdrawen fro the trouthe.
Things have quieted down.
After all, it presumably doesn't count in the noun-to-verb category to include the verb "to shelve" since it isn't "to shelf", whereas "to tree" involves no spelling change although I think some linguists would argue there is a morphological change by virtue of the change of use.
In these non-spelling-change cases, it's presumably for some other reason that they appear the same when verbed.
You can verb "thick" by spelling it "thicken", whereas "thin" doesn't lend itself to being spelt "thinnen".
I dog you, you dog her, we dogged them, but do you ever say 'I horse, you horse'?
It's usually linked to 'around'.
I'm almost out of my depth!
Then again, maybe I'm being naïve and it has a more Catherine the Great connotation.
It might be a good idea to keep a chiropracter on the speed dialer too IMHO.
There are words such as "enliven" which seem to follow the same pattern, except "liven" isn't an adjective at least now.
Anyone know a reason why "enlarge" behaves like that?
A more regular formation, reading between the lines of my 1964 COD, would be "largen", cf thicken the prefix en- + adjective being rare.
En- + noun or verb is common though and explains "enliven" either as "to give life to" or to intensively liven.
But you can't ensticken the affixes on ad lib.
I don't think the rules are particularly well-defined.
In the beginning was the Word.
AND THE WORD SHALL BE SPELT PROPERLY.
There doesn't seem to be an "ensmall" or "enlittle" although there is "belittle" but then where's the "belarge"?
There is 'decrease', which is a Latinate construction of 'de-' and crescere, to grow.
Enlarge - to make sth large.
Actually, the example that made me think that was ennoble - to make noble.
I can't think of any for sense c.
As in, "A noble spirit embiggens the smallest man" or something to that effect?
House news - we now have a phone, the main delay caused by the engineer not knowing where a big pipe of wires came out.
Broadband apparently appeared first thing this morning, but since I had to come into work to read my email I didn't know about it then.
Actually, given that we've just had a system "upgrade" here, it might have been better to have stayed at home in any case.
First major disaster was the downstairs neighbour complaining of water coming through our ceiling.
Nice welcome present for us, oh yes.
Anyway, should be fixed now; no all we need is for someone to plumb the gap that subsequently appeared in my bank account.
I still can't think of an example for making smaller, though.
Another contender for your sense c is 'tangle' and 'entangle', though according to Webster-Merriam Online 'tangle' is an Anglo-Saxon shortening of an old French verb 'entangler'.
I can't think of an alternative that isn't a clunky noun-phrase - to look up on Google, to research on Google, to scope out on Google, etc.
I use it myself.
However, it has become synonymous with "to search on the Internet, regardless of search engine used" which plays into the hands of those evil corporate types.
That story suggests that 'to Google' becoming a generic verb doesn't necessarily benefit them, though, because they lose their exclusivity.
Are there other brand-name verbs?
I can only think of 'to Xerox' American for photocopyingwhich I don't think is current any more.
There are plenty of brand names which have become generic nouns, applied regardless of brand escalator, tannoy, biro, etc.
If, however, you say, "I'm just going to escalate to the third floor, darling," then read more, "escalate" qualifies as a generic verb.
Personally I've never heard it used that way.
I just see a bunch of meaningless letters.
It's annoying when that happens.
Either way you think you're going slightly barmy.
I can assure you you're not unless I am as well.
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There seems to be a pact between fitters to give no indication of costs whatsoever, presumably so you can be royally ripped off when it comes to ordering them.
And I'm sure some of the national companies Everest, Staybrite, Penicuik have websites that might calculate it for you, once you have the approximate measurements.
There's a glaziers' regulatory body I think - is it Fensa?
Maybe they check this out a list of reputable ones.
No-one seems to offer an on-line quote; I'm not even after anything as scientific as that, just an estimate of how many thousands of pounds it's likely to be so we can budget for it.
I have a ballpark figure of £5K for my flat, which would be 4 windows replacing, including patio doors.
manuel bubble craps then I am in the London area.
You look a bit like Raak, if I may say so.
Anyway, that's interesting because the ones I checked showed the reverse!
We're not in a listed building, or a conservation area, thank goodness, so they can be made out of anything we like, as long as we respect the astragals etc.
It's the doors that add a lot to the expense; several hundred pounds a pop.
And of course small windows are disproportionately costly for their size.
I'd hope your requirements would be cheaper than Projoy's - I bet patio doors incur a double expense, once for being doors, and once for being large windows.
I admit, I'd still anticipate a cost of well over 4k.
I know there are 'do the front, get the back for free' offers every now and again.
We'll try not to panic - I'm just not keen on the whole "salesman" thing.
Unfortunately, the latter is on holiday this week, but I'll check with the former this evening if I remember.
He's an ex-salesman as of last year, so should be honest about it.
From conversations with him, I can advise you to beware of all the "pay for the front, get continue reading back free" deals etc, as those sort of companies will be ripping you off anyway.
The salesmen are amongst the most highly-trained, aggressive-style of any trade.
You do not get a bargain from them, even though you will think you do.
Some of the techniques he explained to me were quite scarily akin to military interrogation.
I'll let you know what he says either tonight, or tomorrow morning.
There is another way, though.
They did six floor-to-ceiling windows and a door for me years back for 4k.
How long do you plan staying at the address?
You don't want something that will need replacing again in less than 20 years.
He says there's a huge window-making company in Edinburgh that the likes of Staybrite buy their windows from.
He'll try and track down the name tonight.
He also reckons that, if there are no complex openings required etc, that you "could" get it done for £2K-ish.
His advice is find a reputable window-fitter, not a big national company - you get the same windows, a non sales-driven company, and click the price.
More to follow when I get more info.
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I suspect he's doing the same.
Alternatively, some of you deserters might re-join.
Oh, puh-lease, that's so 2003.
For the last 3 years, I just buy Madonna - she's easy, cheap and she gets column inches.
Still not made Top Trader.
We're going up the M40 to go and look at the paintings in a stately home.
I have to choose the CDs for the trip, and he's going to choose the destination.
We'll probably argue a bit.
Néa must know this already.
However, Swedish added a strange twist to this.
If someone was eligible to be addressed as "ni" then, by definition, it was inappropriate to do so.
Instead, one referred to them by their title, e.
It also said that the awkwardness of having to address people in the third person, while also avoiding the words "he" and "she" taboo in this situationhad led to efforts to persuade the Swedish public to use "ni" more widely, with some success.
However, the success must have been limited, as I understand that the formal "ni" is now all but extinct.
It is not know if the Knights who say "Ni!
Watched a Hindi film, bought some plants and crushed my right index finger in a car door.
Despite the fact that I don't follow the trends in e.
My father-in-law shut the car door on my finger just before Beryl and I drove off on honeymoon.
My style was NOT cramped.
Therefore, going by the rules of good Swedish, it would be inappropriate to refer them as 'Neow-wom-peng!
This story would appear to be another urban legend.
Then I looked up 'Celebdaq' and twigged I had the wrong end of the stick.
Thanks for the laugh anyway.
Where do the dismemberment ad absurdum and cannibalism fit in?
Jeepers, you may be onto somthing potentially very rewarding in the accademic sense and not to shabby in the next-year's-beach-book arena too if you can pull a "Dan Brown".
The Python Codex is certain to be a blockbuster.
Quoting my handbook in etiquette from 1933: "Although the use of the address ni is more common today than ten or fifteen years ago, it is not accepted in ordinary social life.
Thus, it is possible to say "Oh, so the countess was in Visby last summer, how did ni find it?
There's a whole chapter about when to stop using titles -- always a mutual process, you stopped using each other's titles and said du sing.
A lot happened in the decades following with an increase in "ni" and decrease of titles, but the big big revolution was in the late 1960s, when the head of a government office declared that he would say "du" to all his employees and expected "du" back.
Well, that's it in a nutshell anyway -- it was more complicated of course.
Anyway, the funny thing is that after all that, today Swedish uses virtually no titles at all.
We have "Mr", Mrs", "Miss" and "Dr" and various old nobility and royal titles, but apart from royalty nobody uses any titles, ever.
Very young schoolkids tend to call click to see more teacher "miss" or "teacher", but once they hit 10 or so it's strictly first names.
So when buying, say, plane tickets from British Airways, a Swede is struck by the necessity to put a title there -- which feels very very foreign.
Would that our lot were as aware of the social graces.
I'd be delighted to go back to using titles and surnames instead of all this pseudo-familiar first name tosh.
If someone repeatedly uses my name, I instinctively remind myself not to buy anything, or co-operate for that matter.
Still, it's better than being called "mate" by someone I'm trying to conduct some business with.
This is almost too formal even for someone of my age but charming nevertheless.
What I really don't like is name-tags where the surname is omitted.
It's either false familiarity or management's way of saying you're not very important.
Isn't the point that once they've introduced themselves by a particular name it's quite acceptable to address them by it.?
To me, it feels utterly wrong beginning a communication with "Dear Chris" when I've never met the person in question.
I agree with rab about feeling uncomfortable replying to mails like that.
I generally duck the issue and just start them with "Hi -" and in fact, I don't often use names at all unless there's ambiguity as I've never been comfortable with using people's names for any purpose whatsoever, even if I've known them for years.
So much so that I now find it slightly quaint to receive an email that begins "Dear.
And it's been many a year since I've seen a "yours faithfully".
If forced into a formal signoff, I tend to stick to just "Yours," for fear of writing something I don't in the slightest bit mean, such as "sincerely".
I also use "cheers", which I use as a multi-purpose word in spoken coversation anyway.
However, at the start of an email, I tend just to use the person's name surname if we're not acquainted, forename if we are or "Dear Sir or Madam" if it's to "complaints????.
I've never really appreciated this subtlety.
It's like the brand name of a sort of mini-Messiah individually wrapped for your comfort and convenience.
For example: Dear Samantha: Isn't it about time you got off Humphrey's hand?
I should think it was quite uncomfortable.
All the best, Nights.
I think of an email as being a less formal letter - with an opening, closing and all the rest.
Most of my peers think I'm bizarre for this.
Though this is automatically included Then I use Dear name Dear Humphrey, Then the text - all properly written out and hopefully correctly spelt and punctuated.
And I tail it with Regards, Blob or whatever soubriquet that person knows me by.
What's more, I write SMS texts in much the same way!!!
This means capitals, punctuation and paragraphs.
At my age you simply don't give a toss if people think you're bizarre.
When I receive an email written like a formal letter, it comes across, frankly, as somewhat illiterate.
Would you feel impatience that they didn't email you about it?
Although, if I sit and think about it, my regards tend to be much kinder if I'm selling than buying.
We've too few trees as it is, without wasting them on pointless letters, cards etc.
The proportion of paper in actual letters compared with the total amount of paper newspapers, junk mail etc that comes through my letterbox is very small.
In any case, we're not short of trees; there are many more than there were 40-50 years ago, everywhere.
To be honest, I'm not that keen on trees, they spoil the view and at one time threatened to undermine my house.
Rather overrated, I feel.
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This is the general impression I have gained.
I'm pretty sure, however, that there were many more in the 30's and more still before WW1.
Planting more trees as mixed woodland must be a good thing both aesthetically and as carbon sinks.
And I write text messages just the same way - the joy of predictive text.
And a new phone!
In other news, I handed in my dissertation today!
Trees are nice but have become sacred, which is just silly.
They undermine buildings, obscure the sky and the view, drop leaves on the railway line and are even allowed to obscure signals.
The biodiversity of tree-free railway cuttings was incredible.
BTW I don't quite understand your aversion to printed paper.
I get cards all the time from my nieces in addition to all the emails, which is nice, and far better than when they were young teenagers and sent me electronic Christmas cards.
It becomes clutter very quickly.
You can't miniaturise it and file it conveniently in a sensible folder system on a HDD.
Cards and the like seldom express sentiments profound enough to be worth keeping, and for the most part are ritualistic and purposeless.
Almost anything that could be said in a conventional letter could be said in an email, which is far more keepable these days.
They seem to appreciate the personal, snail-mail touch because it's evidence that one has made the effort.
Far more 'keepable' I'd say.
Under normal circumstances I wouldn't even have botherd to mention it.
Profit margins of 60%+??
I love writing letters.
I love recieving post of any form.
I send lots of postcards when I go on holiday.
I particuarly like hand made cards.
I do get a bit pissed off when I get a Christmas card from someone I rarely keep in touch with just signed with their name, as I'd like a little newsbite.
I try to lead by example and put a little line or two in each card, something personal to who its addressed to.
I also mostly try to make my own Christmas cards, although I was defeated on that one last year I sent over 85, and recieved a similar number.
So, why do I like them.
I accept that I do mostly just throw them away or try to recycle and it is a fair economic cost, but I like to keep in touch with as many people as I can and I think its a good way to show that you're thinking of someone.
That's what I say!
If I instead sent a card for the sheer sake of "staying in touch" what pleasure would it afford them to know that I thought of them.
You might argue that I miss the point, and I suppose I probably do.
Obviously, not attacking anyone else's way of staying in touch, but that's how it's always seemed to me.
I like to know that someone out there is thinking of me.
That's probably something to do with the kind of high-maintainence-centre-of-attention person I am.
Getting a card is something concrete that I can see that they've thought of me.
Looking at my blog doesn't mean anything as I don't track all the hits.
But, each to his own, hey?
And I'll remember not to send you any cards a ProjoyTowers.
Unless you want to know them as friends, doing either of those two things seems completely pointless - maybe even slightly hypocritical - to me.
I just don't really "stay in touch".
I have one uncle, one aunt, one cousin, no grandparents.
I do speak to my brothers and parents fairly frequently on the phone.
I do send birthday and christmas cards to all family members including in-laws and 2 nieces - I also loathe buses, but use them when necessary.
On the other hand, we all use email too for quick messages, e.
I really can't see it the way you do.
You seem to use different methods for different folks.
The ones I stay in touch with are the ones I LIKE and respect.
So it means more to me to receive one as well.
Also probably more than half the people I communicate with regularly are not regular e-mail users, even if they have an address.
I just think it's for different purposes.
Quick notes, information-based, SMS or email; communication - letters or cards.
Me, I like sending post cards, but not too many or too often.
I defaulted out of Postcrossing recently.
In other news, I suck at lecturing.
Not really - for them or me.
It sounds like in your case it's necessary to send a card or something in order to maintain the friendship subscription whether used or not.
In my case I'm very happy for someone I like to show up again after a couple of years of not calling or writing.
I don't require them to ping me in the interval, because it would be a waste of both of our time at least until they or I are ready to re-engage - and also a waste if one of us is no longer really interested.
I think that could be an interesting bit of self-analysis, perhaps anyone who counts me as a "friend" could contribute.
What's worse though, is that my mum gets cards and she has NO idea who the people are.
She may have met them once, or be related to them, but if they sign the card with their first names only it's hard to guess.
She gets a few like that every year.
But awkward situations sometimes come up.
Should I send a Christmas or birthday card this year to my lately ex-sister-in-law?
At what point should a Christmas card to my brother also be addressed to his new partner?
That, and I usually work extra shifts at Christmas so I don't really have the time.
Sounds good to me!
We did that in work too - everyone gave a couple of pounds and we gave it all to a charity instead of giving out cards.
How does one let people know that one is donating to charity instead of sending them a card?
Why not send cards as usual and donate to charity?
Or send "charity" cards?
I normally send cards to people I don't see very often; it just means you've remembered them and value them.
Some, but not all, of a group of pub mates have taken to sending i.
I don't do it and it's done me no harm whatever.
Anyone care to comment?
Suddenly photos of the littleun are a commodity for relatives - especially the older and less internet savvy kind.
So, I've been sending cards using pictures of my son to people where in the past I might have a sent a crappy off the shelf card and hated the whole process and b not bothered through apathy.
One thing that kick started it all was finding a program called Comic Life Mac users - I recommend it heartily which is great for knocking up comic strip style cards using my own photos.
I've also been known to send an occasional e-card as a slightly more colourful way of marking an occasion than just sending email.
Actually I was mainly thinking of the hiding tags - a game entirely consisting of hidden moves would be fun.
I was also wondering if it might be time for another Lies game.
A low haze of thick grey cloud, drizzle soaked grass and the street lights still on not doing much but just quietly announcing that the mornings are getting darker.
Inside the lights turned on for breakfast and side lights needed on the car driving in.
At least one thing the heating is still off and will hopefully stay that way till October.
I don't want another Lies game.
Certainly a change having been building sandcastles on Monday!
In preparation for autumn and winter, I ordered some new boots yesterday and tested the central heating.
But I think the ancient boiler's pump has given up so the central heating doesn't work.
I don't need it yet, but I'm hoping this'll prompt the landlords into renewing the boiler.
They seem so proud of being to make it limp along for longer than is sensible, dammit.
I just want a nice condensing boiler to make casinos austria international anleihe 2020 as much hot water as I need, not a hot water tank - it's daft for just one person.
They have suggested a new combi boiler.
Don't wish it away.
There'll be plenty of nip in good time.
Apparently, one can now change electricity suppliers with just a few clicks on a web page, and I stand to save 20%.
Is it really that simple?
Has anyone here done it?
I'm looking at Powergen vs.
Atlantic, and I wonder how Powergen can now stay in business except by relying on the inertia of their customers.
Yes, I know it's evil to heat a house with electricity, but I doubt if it's adaptable to gas.
One of the effects of them is that it's cheaper to buy small quantities of electricity than large most of the time, so the big players like Powergen are somewhat handicapped.
The difference is nothing like 20% though.
Of course, lots of suppliers have short term or 'new customer only' promotions, hoping to get people in and then rely on inertia.
The cheapest thing to do is therefore change often.
For a few months here I was plagued by 'em.
The first one opened by saying "How would you like to save money on your electricity bill?
Then a few months later, two young women doing "a survey" asked if I had switched suppliers, "like most of your neighbours have".
Probably from the same company, whoever they were, and if I did, I'd make a point of never doing business wth them, ever.
Then the first chap came back again and I just said "Not interested" and closed the door.
All the companies seem to claim to be at least "part of one of the biggest suppliers", although that's rather an elastic expression.
They invariably aren't cheaper in the long run, largely because of the increased costs associated with legislation, litigation and advertising.
Service call-outs become a nightmare of humanless voice-mail mazes and all one really gets is a warm feeling when one thinks about the 'good old days'.
My gas service was recently split from the monopolistic energy carrier from my area.
Costs increased overnight by 10-15% and there are now three phone numbers to report a gas leak with no 24-hour call-out.
Indeed, I can pay my electricity bill at a window in a gas-company cashier's office.
I suspect the bills are made up on the same computer.
It's all a game.
I told him I didn't want to discuss it there and then, and he kept asking me 'why not?
It was quite scary, to be honest, he was becoming vehement.
Lord knows what it's like for little old ladies.
It's all the same wires, and the electrons aren't labelled.
That way you could discriminate yours from the rest by having a filter installed at the customer's service entrance that let through electrons with a penchant for drinking only gravity fed beer or that preferred a lawn mowed in alternating stripes and kept the others out for example.
It's AC electricity - that means you're getting the same electrons going in and out of your meter day in day out, yet you get charged as if they were all brand spanking new.
Competition in itself costs money and furthermore there has to be rake-off for the private company or they wouldn't be interested in the first place.
So naturally it costs more, or the service is poorer.
Another example is Directory Enquiries, privatised for no good reason whatever except to satisfy the current political dogma.
Don't get me going about the railways, about which I know a bit.
Truly the country is run by idiots.
I remember that once upon a time it was operated by BT for free; then they charged about 10p which could be circumvented by using a phone box; looking at last month's phone bill, I notice that fierce competition has delivered the fantastic bargain of 60p per enquiry.
Slightly tangentially, at work, I have had no end of incorrect reservations, e.
One night we had two bookings that didn't show, so I called them the next day saying "Hello, this is the Bull's Head at Ratby; you had a reservation with us last night.
Then when asked where exactly, one said "Well, we booked at the Bull's Head in Newtown Linford, but when we got there we couldn't find it I was able to tell them that it changed name 8 years agoso we went to the Bull's Head at Woodhouse Eaves.
That should stop the problem.
Alternatively, add a sauna at the back and call your place The Bull's Pokerstars team uk of Steam.
Sort of along the lines of Mad Magazine's old Snappy Answers to Stupid Questions feature.
One question, many one-liner responses.
I dread to use the 'C' word in September but the school sent out the Christmas catalogue yesterday, and the milkman dropped off this morning a leaflet for spring and Christmas flowering bulbs.
Is it proper or just morbid bad taste omn my part for wanting to see how the hamster from Top Gear had a near fatal crash.
Hopefully he will recover soon and take his revenge out on a few more caravans.
Can I also just say about the two people that heckled John Reid, it was a set up.
A member of the cabinet going to an invited audience of muslims, security would have been tight.
But two well known radicals simply walk in unnoticed!!
It's a government conspiracy I tell you.
That is, you could go in today and have a Christmas meal.
WIth free bottle of champagne which I think must mean a one-glass quarter bottle of white fizz.
Not even chicken in the basket!
But I presume you will still be working on Christmas Day.
I don't know, everyone else, I suppose.
I arrived by car but I as was I scruffy and dressed for walking I went in the former as a courtesy to what I supposed was their intent.
Inside I discovered that not only were the two parts of the pub completely separate, with the walker section gulag-spare, but they even served different food!
I ordered some manner of pie and got some hideous little prepackaged thing that had been semithawed in the microwave, which I would have regarded as inedible even had it been warmed up properly.
The thing is, it appeared to be quite a different thing from what they were serving in what I could see in the remainder of the place.
I concluded that they absolutely despised walkers but couldn't exclude them, so they decided to quarantine them and make them miserable in the hopes of developing a reputation that would repel as many of them as possible.
After all, it appears the two hecklers were real radical Islamists, not stooges, and if the authorities troubled themselves no further than making sure no bombs got in, well, freedom of speech and all that.
It's hardly a dirty trick to let them condemn themselves out of their own mouths in front of the press.
What are they going to do, complain that they weren't suppressed?
Suddenly a small paragraph inside became front page news.
It was manipulation by of events for a desired outcome.
No children permitted either, and the place is packed!
If there is no tradition of that pub opening on Christmas Day, then this year I will have the day off.
Next year wil be different.
If it does currently open, I'll do it for 2 hours.
If so, I was there 2 and a bit years ago, and although we had to leave our packs in the lobby, or outside, they were perfectly welcoming, and had some wonderful beer from the aforementioned brewery.
The toasties were smashing!
But everything people do is "manipulation of events for a desired outcome".
Or in less tendentious language, acting to achieve their goals.
Nothing dishonest happened: the hecklers hanged themselves with their own rope I hope -- but I haven't followed subsequent reports to see what mainstream Muslim reaction has been.
If indeed there was a nod and a wink to the security services to flagrantly let the opposition be heard, I don't have a problem with that.
They didn't have a lobby for one thing, and for another, like I said, walkers were shunted into a room that felt like a holding pen for undesirables which on reflection is what it wasand there was no brewery attached.
It was some time ago.
In fairness it was one of only two less than delightful pub experiences I had in Scotland, and as for the other, well, I'll frame it in the form of retrospectively self-evident advice: If you're at the Fringe and you find a pub that miraculously isn't jammed with people, it is safe to assume that there's a good reason for it.
My own fault in both cases, of course, as it's really not difficult to simply leave places that don't feel right.
It was not long after midday and there was only one "PH" marked on the map.
As we rounded the corner, the pub hove into view.
I believe it was called The Anchor, and a dingier, drabber looking place it would be hard to imagine in such a picturesque location.
A youngish bloke 20 or thereabouts was walking the other way, obviously a local due to lack or rucksack etcso I shouted across the street "Is that the only pub in town?
The look of horror on his face will stay with me for many years as he replied "Hell, no!
No unless ye like trippin over pushchairs and shit!
Carry on to the river, you'll be fine there.
The site displayed without any CSS just a bulleted list of games.
A reload got it back as normal.
I don't know if this was just a momentary glitch or something you'd want to know about.
I'm certain it was in Rose Street, or just off, but that's about it.
It had a "locals only" vibe which we were too oblivious to pick up on at first.
Which probably explains the name.
Can you see a new product click at this page out with a name like that?
At least you can't have any doubts about what it's for.
That sounds to me like some sort of marital complaint.
Not sure which I prefer really.
But I can't see much wrong with the product name.
It's certainly not in the same poker va 2020 as Anusol.
Mine's the storm cape and stetson hanging by the door, thanks.
Should you not be needing that cape laterif it could be passed over here with a pair of size wellies as the grey storm clouds in the sky over the Brunel Tower, the car park is already flooded.
Finally after all this time reached I have managed to become.
The only thing being had to use my BBC login of Cleddau, it is on visit web page banks of that fair waterway that I was raised.
I'm touched, and you have attained a higher ranking than I ever did - my best was No.
Bad luck about the job, sure there's another and hopefully better one waiting for you.
Still a little puzzled about the job, as I felt I gave a cracking interview, I fulfilled the criteria, and I'm a redeployment case, so I get preferential treatment supposedly.
I'm going to take them up on their offer of a feedback interview - I'm hoping that it's because they decided to employ two people who were excellent, rather than not employing me because I was crap.
And the right job will come up at the right time :o In other news, I have resumed salsa dancing after a 7 week break during the summer, and I'm pleased to report I haven't lost my mojo.
The plan is to do it at least twice a week, sometimes three times a koodi casinoeuro bonus over the winter.
I may need encouragement.
You have the RFU trying to tell the team which position to play him so he is ready for the national side.
Someone payed a kings ransom for Andy Farrell as an instant fix, but is quickly turning into a farce.
I'm now following up an internal vacancy as a junior press officer.
How was yours, pen?
I am not going out this week!
And oddly, I've just remembered we have nothing defrosted for dinner.
Or do you have varying degrees of shopping gravitas?
And you should avoid parking illegally, IMHO.
The sign was tiny, high up and camouflaged against adjacent scaffolding.
And I have various degrees of shopping gravitas.
In fact, I bought a test-piece of cookware - a black Columbian earthenware pot that can be used on the hob or in the oven.
I have to 'season' or do I mean 'temper'?
Lord knows how that works.
I got one last weekend in Notting Hill due to lying naked on a couch still having a very expensive facial at the time the parking ticket ran out, and another in Ealing on Sunday due to parking on a single yellow line on a Sunday afternoon.
Anywhere other than London, Sunday afternoons on a single yellow would be OK, wouldn't they?
The FM manager of our office is going to bring in a clamping policy for unauthorised parking in allocated staff areas, I can see trouble ahead.
Our council members tend to see themselves above such policies, no smoking in Civic Buildings inc meeting rooms and private offices seems not to apply to them only officers and members of the public.
I, on the other hand.
More flat-based excitement this morning.
The electricity went off during Mrs-rab-to-be's shower, which I thought was just a generic power cut since no fuses had tripped in our fusebox.
A note of warning was sounded by the fact that our neighbour across the way wasn't experiencing any trouble, nor had anyone else called Scottish Power when I phoned them.
The chap's been out and I'm told that the supply cable from the distribution box in the stairwell to our fuse box exploded as a result of too much load imposed on it by our shower of all things - I would have thought the oven were more power-hungry.
We were lucky it didn't cause a fire or disrupt the whole street's supply.
Apparently it's all due to the fact that the previous owners or their electrician didn't chinook winds poker classic 2020 Scottish Power that extra capacity would be needed when they did up the bathroom.
There's quite a lot of things they didn't seem to do well, humph.
With a 10-kW oven you could start a cottage indusry smelting iron ore.
Good to see that the legendary Scottish parsimony extends to the current carrying capacity of domestic wiring.
I estimate that this would have been around about the time that electricity was invented, given that the block was erected in 1897.
The wires would need to have four times the cross-sectional area.
I suppose they know this.
It does have the advantage of being safer, at least in one aspect.
Nothing to worry about, moving up to university for my second year.
Now living in the delightful town of Royal Leamington Spa, and after around a month there's finally internet in our household.
I found your by searching Google for Nail Fungus.
I think our websites have a similar theme to your's, so I am interested in exchanging links.
I grew up in Warwick and went to school here Leam.
One of the first places outside the big cities to have curry houses back in the early 70s, doncherknow.
Please excuse if this breaks etiquette in some way.
I'm not sure about Tuj but most people at pilgs say "Tudge" thus revealing that we talk about you non-attendees behind your backs.
Irouléguy's a good one to learn - daft as I am I initially thought it was a bizarre variation on naming himself "I rule" Guy.
I'd hate to think what.
Lovely part of the world, though I haven't tested any curries yet.
A lot of people thought that until I got the chance to explain it at a pilg.
There's a number of decent pubs on the Radford Road, link I don't know south Leam otherwise - I did most of my drinking in town and north Leam.
If you get over to Warwick, the Zetland in Church Street is a lovely boozer.
The most famous example is Champagne.
I'm quite sure INJ knows it as well.
Sorry about the format.
I tried converting it to mp3 but then it turned into scratchy silence.
Sorry if that seemed dense.
I had been hearing them as "Toy" and "I rule a gye".
Thank Jod we didn't meet yet.
And is it just me who thinks Néa's sounds like someone spitting?
I'm going to play it all night.
You are the Scandinavian Charlotte Green.
I hope that means something to you.
Not Visit web page but yes to the arbitrary.
If you sift some of the conversations we've had about name anagramming I'm sure you could find what it is.
Fain would I suggest you were the former, or now, the latter, even.
Where are these conversations?
Are they in Another Place, or Mc-Eye-oss, as I call it?
The server suffers mysterious reboots, up to two a day, and for no reason we can discern.
Usually it comes back up again automatically, but sometimes it doesn't - usually when the person with the reboot password is on holiday or something.
That's what happened this weekend.
We're trying to arrange a test of the hardware which we don't physically have access to - in fact, I'm not even sure I know where it is to see what's going on.
Is that too too much?
Perhaps I ought to shut up now.
Would it be indelicate to suggest a degree of insobriety?
L-WC must be before my timeI'll believe you.
Do you believe me?
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I would very much like to be wrong and for LWMC to be a success played by more than three players after the first week.
Or go to the Yorkives from the front page of mc5, sort by game names, and go to L.
They're the ones with the obvious titles.
I think there were only the two bits, but am happy to be corrected on that.
Might I suggest this game be revived after NaNoWriMo finishes, since some of us will be directing our wordiness in that direction for the month of November?
I think I was just excited about visiting the!
Thanks for the fix.
Anyway, I think I was thinking of flerdle's second link primarily.
But I'd back Darren's suggestion, as we can also bring games to a more natural end.
There is no danger of extinction there.
Is it a British phrase?
Are you from the America's or possibly The Antipode's?
It arose because greengrocers often advertise their wares with the extraneous apostrophe, thus: Tomato's, potato's, cabbage's etc etc.
We got hostile stares from the regulars.
But I have to say, the staff who explained how to play before we went in were great, and gracefully accepted our apologies for calling out two false alarms when we thought we'd won, as we made out early exit.
It's a bloody complicated game, Bingo.
Hope you'll excuse me!
I was given a diamond this morning.
Necklace, not ring would be too soon I feel.
Very small, but its a diamond!
No one has ever given me one before!
Just cos he loves me.
Its nice to be loved.
I'll shut up now.
That's probably the poor bloke's drinking-money-for-a-week now suspended from your neck.
Soppy blokes - honestly!
I'm not sure what the problem is.
This may be serious.
I'm connected but there's not much I can do.
I'll let you know.
The disk was in a peculiar state and very few commands functioned.
Notably, I couldn't reboot it using any of the usual commands.
It's in a locked machine room at a colocation facility three miles from here and it's after 11:00 at night so pushing the button was not an option.
I did manage to force it into a reboot state somewhat more directly, and it came back promptly with everything seemingly fine.
I'm doing an unscheduled backup now since today's didn't have a chance to occur at its normal time.
I'm hoping it'll make the slugs that terrorise my rabbit and eat her food go away.
I've tried beertraps but the rabbit knocks them over and drinks the beer!
I'm with nights on this one.
On Wednesday for five days.
Have a magnificent time.
After my exam I'm going to a health spa with my Mum, and she's paying!
Send a postcard to the crescent if you can!
Climatological analysis shows that we should start trying to get used to this sort of thing.
Change your working hours to something a little more sociable and you'll find someone else in no time.
Given that's precisely where I was at the time, and furthermore, that I returned on a 10am flight with only 30mins delay, and only found out about it once I'd got back to the UK suggests either that I am, truly, the least observant person the world has ever seen, that the Germans know how to handle a crisis, or that I'm actually going mad.
I shudder to think what effect such an event would have had on British transportation.
Only nat has taken up the offer so far, but I'm sure I could find some extra hammocks somewhere if need be.
And Pounds Euros etc can buy a lot of Ozzie Dollas.
Don't forget that all departures from average of more than one microkelvin are caused by Global Warming and on this account we should be Very Afraid.
From what you say the power cut was not as widespread as media reports suggested.
Mind you I wouldn't like to have been stuck in a lift for that length of time.
I love it even more when they start averaging averages.
It's all horizontal, of course, making driving impossible in certain directions and furthermore, shines in my window, waking me up far too early and showing up all the dust.
But you can see the sky at night, which is great.
Unbelievably to most there is still a Drought Order in East Surrey even though it's been pretty wet recently because the water has not yet replenished the aquifers.
It won't have done, because the https://gothailand.info/2020/world-poker-tour-players-2020.html was huge.
I think this would have been as I was walking back to my hotel from a concert - but even then I think I would have noticed an absence of street lighting.
If you turn off link Gloucester Road we'll 'ave you.
Looks set for a new challenge so a possible frenzy of posting in the next 24 hours?
Cleri Who's Who - trundling along nicely.
Time for someone to introduce a new one.
That might be me if I get there in time.
Each Move Must Consist Of.
AVMA PART 2 - has had a record number of entries since the First of November.
That's because we all love telling lies.
MC Works On The Tracks - has gone very quiet.
Perhaps there's a power failure.
The Obligatory Limericks - yay!
Is about to launch into a classic cartoons fest.
Hope everyone joins in.
Come on you lot!
What I actually meant was 'what's the state of play in everyone's lives?
I'm looking forward to a weekend at home, most of it spent lounging in bed with my laptop, and the rest perhaps grappling with some severe pruning in the garden.
I am going to roast a chicken too.
Hope you have a relaxing, restorative weekend.
I'm still doing the study, not always successfully; saw the "Earth from the Air" exhibition last weekend fabulousas well as wandered around St Kilda can anyone say "cake shops"?
There were around 7 small hailstorms on Tuesday.
I am growing peas, silverbeet and tomatoes.
Apart from that, not much is happenning.
OH, except that nat arrives on Monday, if she survives Syderney.
And sorry pen - I was being a bit facetious mainly because I had nothing of interest to say.
I suppose I could have bored everyone rigid with tales of hospital procedures, ill-behaved sixteen year olds, cars that die on the dual carriageway because the alternator has packed in, etc etc.
Am also looking forward to a stress-free weekend.
Sixteen year olds are quite a handful so good luck with that!
As for me, well, I'm throughly fed up revising for an exam which costs seven hundred quid to take, only 30% of the people pass it, has more content than my finals did and I'm working junior doctor crazy hours.
The exams in 18 days or something.
And it doesn't get much better if I pass it, cos then the second borderlands 2 slot machine glitch 2020 ps4 is at the end of Jan and is a day trip to London for personal humiliation.
But on the whole I'm quite happy!
I too raise a glass.
It's embarrassing - I got presents from both my nieces.
I hope they don't think I'm now some impoverished old dodderer because that's hardly the case.
Lib Why on earth does it cost £700 to sit an exam?
Don't they want qualified people?
We had the window fitter come round to talk astragals and snib fasteners on Wednesday, should have nice new, thermally insulated and hopefully draught-free windows fitted at the beginning of December.
We're currently trying not to get too carried away with booking our honeymoon, as it looks like it would be very easy to spend a lot of money that we won't have once the windows have been sorted, and we've got round to reversing the damage done to the flat by the previous occupants.
But the boiler is fixed, at long last.
I'm also finally getting around to writing a lecture course I'm giving in January.
Hopefully all this will still leave me time to do the work for and write and a paper for a suitably high-prestige journal looking ahead to RAE next autumn.
Good luck with all.
Is anyone able to explain to me why pizzas are so expensive?
Around my part of the woods a small pizza seems to average out around the AUD20 mark - sans delivery - that's about £8 in UK money.
Heaven only knows what a family size would be.
For about AUD5 £2 I can purchase a hearty steak sandwich including lettuce, beetroot, egg and tomato as a take-away.
For the price of a pizza I could have a slap up meal and a schooner of beer at my local club.
They are maintaining the fiction that they cost a lot to make simply can't be true and people fall for it.
It's distressing easy to relieve people of money - I've even seen people buying bottles of water but maybe their mains supply has been cut off and dehydration, especially in our climate, is an insidious and dangerous condition to be avoided at all costs.
Sounds like it's your area, Dujon.
My mother and I had thoroughly examined the Roman ruins in the old town of Herculaneum, which was destroyed by the same volcano that did for Pompeii.
However, instead of being covered with hot ash, it was covered with a mudslide, which preserved the internal decorations of the villas - I have some fab photos of the murals and wall decorations, which are still very, very clear.
Anyway, we passed this cafe on the way back to the train, argued with the patron to sit inside I think he thought we looked like we could afford to sit outside, where they add a premium to the price of your meal and had just the freshest, tastiest, thinnest crusty pizza ever.
And paid less than 10 euros for two people, with drinks.
Oooh, flerdle, another gong!
Has flerdle had two birthdays in quick succession?
Tempus fugit, certainly, but surely not that fast.
It doesn't seem we actually discuss the show very much.
Maybe it's just bad form to do so rather like middle-aged jazz fans not actually talking about or even listening to the music they're hearing but preferring to exchange jazz-related gossip, news, who's good, who's crap, who's playing where etc.
The actual raison d'être for the yakking is taken for granted in both cases.
The fact that I haven't actually listened to the show since before you were born is irrelevant to this observation.
Nice to see it wasn't just me listening!
Your reasoning is pretty much what I expected.
Might as well start saying "things were better in my day" which mind you gets by with less justification.
It's currently available through the BBC's listen again service, which is smashing.
But other parts have me creased with laughter.
How does CdM know how old you are?
Is he your Dad or sunnink?
Incidentally, I drove around the Crescent at around midnight last night.
I thought I saw the ghost of Willie Rushton crossing the road in front of me.
As far as I know CdM is not my father.
I put the light on at half two, expecting the end of the world meteorologically but no, bit of rain, bit breezy, mild, boring.
It's about time we had an event which I can go on and on about.
Sitting listening to Test Match Special, ah what bliss.
I'll be avoiding the Ashes and watching the second match between England and South Africa to see whether the win by England was a flash in the pan.
World Cup next September and still rebuilding the team.
And I wasn't trying to make a serious "before you were born" argument.
I used to listen to the show about 25 years ago, and thought it was only moderately funny.
I haven't listened since, since I wasn't in radio range, and haven't bothered since these new-fangled internets came along.
So my comment was supposed to be mainly tongue-in-cheek: that it is perhaps ridiculous of me to comment on the quality of the show when it is so long since I have heard it.
On the other hand, nothing I have heard quoted at any of these sites actually makes me think it is any better than it used to be.
I have a feeling I identified myself as 14 the first time I posted.
How very very peculiar.
For what it's worth, I do like it and listen to it a lot.
It was, as I said, meant tongue-in-cheek -- I thought it was pretty funny when I realized that it was indeed before you were born that I last listened to the show, and so I couldn't resist the chance to play the old fogey.
And is it really five years since you started posting??
I definitely remember when you first showed up.
I think that the original humor that people create here is, at its best, really impressive.
Also, I prefer the active participation to passive listening.
I think its about four years.
I don't really listen to the show as I forget its on, and I don't participate much as I'm really not that amusing.
But I do appreciate other people's fine wit and wisdom.
And I apologise profusely for whatever you remember me for, as it's a fairly safe bet it wasn't anything amusing.
I'd sum up myself the same way Lib does, except a bit longer time, listen a bit more and am much less amusing.
Hope you're all right.
But in my opinion that's why the crescent is great.
There are a lot of witty people around who all appreciate the finer puns in life, some who realise how witty they are and others who do not.
All together it makes a good mix.
Certainly more so than I was at that age.
I've always been rather grateful that there was no web until I was about nineteen.
God knows what gaucheness I should have committed to amber otherwise.
I don't agree with this view and think the Internet has now become something extremely useful for people of all ages and you all know how old I am.
One less agreeable feature it has revealed is the large number of people who cannot marshal their thoughts into a coherent written form and are frankly a bit stupid.
That's the price we pay for Extreme Democracy, but it's worth it.
For instance, I think The Game Of Mornington Crescent only works live like Pick-up Song and attempts to reproduce it here lack the edge of ISIHAC.
But other games and the chat are great and much more suited to the written word.
Pretty good - entertaining - which is the least I'd expect.
Inexplicably dizzy this morning - I think this long running cold is affecting my ears.
Also got an invitation to a N Yorks cocktail party pint of bitter with a cherry in it to be held just before Christmas from some friends I haven't seen for months, if not years, which was lovely.
And there are still three unopened packets of biscuits in the office, which is good, because I'm flat out this week.
Have you thought about venetian blinds?
Just remember, if it wasn't for blinds, it'd be curtains for all of us.
Getting curtains made instead, whee.
Then you would have duck blinds.
At least, I hope the new ones fit in the hole that's just been opened.
Apologies for the inconvenience.
Sorry and all that.
Congratulations on the windows.
Useful for defenestration purposes windows are, ye carn't defenestrate sans fenêtres y'know.
By the way, given that I don't know what your place looks like, will a mental image of the flat from Shallow Grave serve?
That's sort of my mental placeholder for Edinburgh dwellings.
Just in case it sounded like I was saying something negative because, like, I wasn't and stuff.
Oh, and my wife made the curtains for the back of our house and they're really nice.
I'll stick some pics up when the windows are done.
There's a lot more to come but fortunately up here we're unfloodable almost.
And I also wondered if the aquifers were filling up.
If they're not, I'm going to give my hosepipe away.
There is a slot available ideal for the game and one which I never had the pleasure to play first time round.
The tornado in London shook people up, distance from the smoke being all, the 20 or so properties stuck in mid Wales last week did not register with the headline makers.
One weather site is suggesting winds of 21mph, another the BBC 35mph.
It has been quite a bit wetter south of London than to the north this time.
The aquifers take a long time to fill up and are still quite low, I believe.
When there's a long wet spell our local Bourne flows, the last time being in December 2000 when it shut the A22 at Whyteleafe for 3 weeks.
There was sewage in it as well.
It's hardly the Mississippi but it seemed quite beyond the local council to do anything about it.
Néa The latest from GFS American computer model suggests that the lowest temperature in Stockholm in the next week will be 3°C and you will have yet more molten snow.
I know that this is most unusual.
The info comes from a German weather site called wetter3, oxymoronic in English if said in German, if you see what I mean.
The fruit trees are laden with ripening fruit and the vege patch is loaded.
The roma tomatoes look particularly fine.
Will have to bribe someone to look after it all over the Christmas-NewYear break we're heading north, unfortunately.
Must prepare to be seriously confused about the Orstrayan Chrissie sunny, hot, lack of snow and log fires, sun in wrong place, moon upside down, etc.
We even had some rain overnight, a whole 0.
It's probably already evaporated.
Good luck with the fires down south, flerdle, we had our turn slotshall casino no deposit bonus codes 2020 couple of weeks ago.
Most of them were up the mountains from me - probably 20Km or so - but we article source have the choppers water bombing an outbreak just a few hundred metres away for a while.
Probably an arsonist or carelessness on someone's part as we haven't had any lightning.
Sydney's water supply is getting perilously low; last figures I saw indicated around the 38% level.
This is not good when 4 to 5 million people rely on it.
The long term prognosis for decent rain is not good so I guess we'll have to move to even tighter water restrictions.
My wife, who's the gardner in our family, will not be impressed.
The forecast temperature for today in some of those areas is 39°C.
What does she grow, Dujon?
I do vegetables because they're interesting and edible, and the fruit trees are just part of the place; the fruit is a bonus.
If we're serious about water conservation in Aus, all dwellings should have visit web page like they used towater-efficient appliances and greywater recycling systems, and as little lawn as possible; until then, I have little patience for complaints about water restrictions.
Some of the more basic water restrictions are just common sense, such as not watering in the heat of the day.
A few tomato plants, parsley, beans and the like; no spuds or other root stock though she's been threatened with such - by me.
The only fruit we have is one of each of Lemon, Orange and Grapefruit trees.
When we bought the place a few years ago they were dreadful looking excuses for citrus trees but a little TLC and they https://gothailand.info/2020/youtube-buffalo-slots-2020.html now bearing quite well.
The rest is shared between her 'garden' stuff and her interest in rearing native plants.
These vary from seedlings to 'ready to plant' stock.
Oh joy, oh joy, carting around a watering can to keep them all satisfied and looking perky.
I'd love a water tank, I really would, but cost and the lack of water makes it somewhat unlikely at the moment.
Still 'n all I only have a shower once a week so that should make up for some of my infelicity.
What does she do with it all?
My vege patch is only about 3 sq m, possibly extendable by another 2 sq m if I ever get the time and energy hah!
I'm still working out what grows here and what doesn't, and what the new pests are.
Earwigs love silverbeet, it seems.
While a couple of thousand tube stock sounds a lot, they too don't take up all that much space.
The tubes sit in trays each of which holds 40 tubes and are about 400mm x 250mm approx.
What she does with them is a long story but, in essence, she is custodian of some of the stock of a local Katoomba wildplant rescue service.
It sounds an unlikely combination - isn't Mother Nature wonderful?
There you go, Rosie, not a mention of our evening noise makers.
In any case winning is rather vulgar, doncha think?
Duj Iceland is running out of air - have a look at.
Blimey, I see what you mean.
I wonder if someone's making a killing shipping in oxygen tanks.
Then again choppers may not stay afloat in that low a pressure.
Rosie, winning is only vulgar if you claim to have backed the victor with your local bookie and then refuse to buy a round.
Won't go any lower though.
Atlantic record is 915 mb, UK 925.
There's a piece about Bourke NSW in today's Observer which says the current drought is on its way to turning the place into a ghost town and it all looks a bit serious.
I assume this is the same regional drought that is affecting your area.
We have the opposite problem here, especially in Scotland and Wales but floods occur in most winters here somewhere or other.
If so, or indeed, if not, does anyone know how to go about it.
Probably never achieve this completely, as living room is 2x size of said bedroom, is furthest from the boiler, and north-facing, but currently the former is too cold, and the latter too hot.
The remaining 7% would be the northeast - coastal strip - of the state which is always much wetter than the rest there are some beautiful rainforest areas in that region.
Bourke is a genuine outback town and within that classification is fairly big - pop.
There's a bit about the place, and some very basic weather stats.
If not, and this sounds more likely, they should have two valves, one at each end, one being a normal on-off valve, the other, hidden under a plastic cap, being a control or balancing valve.
Prise off the plastic cap and adjust the control valve using a small adjustable spanner or some other tool.
This will limit the flow through that radiator.
If all this isn't possible simply turn off the rads in the bedroom until you need them.
This will boost the flow through those in the living room.
All this is based on my own system, which is steam age and installed in 1971.
It still works very well.
Bourke is not as dry as I would have thought, with 300 mm a year average though at those temperatures it would count as less than if the same amount fell in a cool climate.
Parts of Essex have only about 520 mm a year but no-one would call it a desert, except culturally maybe.
To force the gunk out the whole system is having a power flush in the new year.
Has anyone else seen Casino Royale with Clive Owen?
Took along my 12 year ld son and two of his mates last night.
Really good first "adult" film I've seen in ages but one thing I did not understand was why the sea shell made him look at the messages on the mobile.
Otherwise an enjoyable, very gritty, not indestructible bond.
Things that make me go GRRRRR!
I put my hands up to having not to good grammar and punctuation but somethings even take the biscuit for me.
There was a trailer far a new film with Will Smith The Pursuit of Happyness!!!
Does that fit with the trailer?
I kept the house at 18C through the winter; without heating it was usually around 12C inside during the day.
You could try using fewer blankets not trying to be facetious either: the tendency of some people here is to use a giant quilt whatever the weather, which I really don't get.
Evaporation rates out at Burke are very high, though I don't know how they calculate it.
It was 42° here yesterday and 22° today.
This place is crazy.
There's no TRV which I think makes sense, as the boiler thermostat's in the same room but also no "on-off" tap either as far as I know.
There does appear to be something that can be turned with a spanner, so maybe that's the one to look at.
So while the new windows are great or will be, once the final couple of panes are switched from single to double glazingthey have rather highlighted all the deficiencies in our central heating.
At the moment the heating is turned off each evening just after eight and an hour in the morning.
After B Gas wanting to put up the direct 2020 gambling site again even that amout of heating is looking too much.
The trailer shows him bumping into a Trader with a Ferrari, then his luck takes a turn for the worse.
I have no idea how it ends but it is more than likely an unhealthy dose of Hollywood syrup.
In the last 12 months I just did a quick check with the local BOM they have had roughly 107mm, twenty five of which landed on one day.
Since the end of July they have received 11.
That, I think, highlights the current problem - particularly when you relate it to flerdle's evaporation rate comment.
I pop in most days to have a quick look at the S Hemisphere circulation and there is a lot else there too.
Our own Drought Order has been rescinded at last not that it makes the slightest difference because I never water the garden or wash the car anyway, particularly in December of all months.
I've had 86 mm so far this month, equal to my monthly average since I started in 1983.
Take care when weilding the Windolene!
It's stuck in my head and I can't get rid of it.
There are some words that follow about "coming home for Christmas" and then "Ching ching ching ching ching Ching ching chi-chi chung ching".
It's odd the Christmas songs that get played relentlessly in all pubs and shopping centres nationwide.
None of them seem to be less than about 20 years old to achieve the right or wrong sort of Dickensian nostalgia - but what was in their place 20 years ago?
Churchill comes over here to say we're doing splendidly But it's very cold out here in the snow, marching to win from the enemy Oh I say it's tough,I have had enough Can you stop the cavalry?
Take the opportunity to drink some more wine.
Brighton springs to mind.
Is Brighton really all that bad?
I haven't been there for a few years.
The prime candidate must be Basingstoke, so they say.
Having just carted a 40Kg package of set-due-to-humidity-premixed-concrete from the workshop to the front of my premises OK, it's a 1-in-4 slope about 50 or 60' long and the concrete no doubt now includes a bit of water.
I needed the help of my super fit wife.
Exercise is what I need and will do.
That was the problem.
I had to get the wife to hang off my ankles.
Even though I've lived on the southern hemisphere for 50-odd years I still haven't got the hang of keeping my feet on the ground.
Ah well, it's got to be better than living on the equator.
If you came back here you'd be totally confused.
Loads of rain here, BTW, 129 mm in December and some thunder earlier today, most unusual for this time of year here.
I see that rather ominously your drought is set to continue due to El Niño.
First day back and up late after a half hour lie in.
It all seems funny peculiar the roads in were as clear as a bell and the office is slightly muted.
If you got your muscles fit, then did your back in hefting something awkward, you'd really want to kick yourself.
Although again obviously it's better to get someone else to kick you instead.
I did my back in years ago.
Sounds like some sort of miracle cure for a broken arm: "Give it a bit of a bend each day".
Of course he was right - as far as I know my problem is only muscular and not a spinal disc matter.
Right, back to my sit-ups.
He's coming across the road!
Damn this wheelchair, if I try to get out he'll just catch me on the landing!
Don't want to name it here and skew the results the next time this page is spidered.
What on earth possessed you to look, anyway?
Or whatever they monger to make these things.
I thought it was an interesting fastener and I wondered if it was just a UK thing so I went looking around.
Not trolling, but all the other hits I got in Google called them something slightly different but with the same initials.
By the way, I loved your "Rear Window" bit.
It provided a moment of cheer in an otherwise lousy Friday.
I am a long way from where I was brought up and occasionally, when I'm not concentrating or when I'm tired, say something "regional" that has people looking at me weirdly.
I told some Canadians that I would "put the snack on" a Yale lock so they could come and go without a key.
No-one understood what I was talking about.
I feel part of the problem is that swathes society in Britain encouraged by the media has lost respect for itself and civility towards others.
It is a matter of bringing everyone down to the tabloid level.
Are those we are to look up to the highly paid footballer and their WAGs, the instant celeb or winning pop idol.
Is it possible that headlines of cultural intolerance and ignorance really do reflect the essence large sections Britain today.
Naturally they bring out the worst in each other.
The racism, though we could certainly do without it, is fairly routine and widespread among certain types and makes one wonder what rarified parts of the atmosphere the media inhabit.
There are pages about it today's Guardian, for instance.
The more disturbing aspect of BB is that it is broadcast at all and is regarded as entertainment by large numbers.
How edifying to watch dimwits getting on each others' tits!
The participants abase themselves simply to be on TV but they shouldn't be exploited in this manner.
They never quite had enough alcohol to get drunk.
They didn't have pencils or paper.
They had no clocks.
They really struggled to get by.
Hence, it was fascinating to watch how people interacted when derived of so many things that they would normally use to pass the time.
These days, it has become more of a circus, with the blame lying on the shoulders of the producers for promoting ratings-grabbers to enter the house, in the knowledge that their behaviour is likley to cause headline-making outrage.
The behaviour that I have albeit very briefly witnessed recently on BB is, as you say, the norm in a large sector of British society.
That the media causes an outcry over it is utterly hypocritical as ever ; that people are shocked and outraged by it is merely bandwagon-jumping.
What needs to be addressed is the fact that, presuming most people in the world are racist to an extent, placing remarkably dim people in an environment where they are going to expose their deepest "instincts" not sure that's the right word is irresponsible, particularly considering how sensitively balanced the world is at present with regard to extremism - on all sides.
I'd love it if everyone just relaxed a bit, frankly.
If you mean we should stop pretending to be shocked by some of the behaviour then I agree wholeheartedly but I don't think we should be relaxed about allowing this stuff on TV, certainly in its present form.
It's no better than bear-baiting or cock-fighting, i.
My own instinct is to say to the contestants "You're on telly.
Stop behaving like a complete arse, even if you are one" but that's hopelessly old-fashioned.
How about Religious Big Brother, involving a Protestant, a Catholic, a Shia Moslem, a Sunni Moslem, an Orthodox Jew, a Reform Jew, a Dawkins-esque atheist, a Hindu, a Buddhist, a Rastafarian, and a Bahai?
And I agree wholeheartedly with your bear-baiting analogy.
What I meant was that if people such as Jade Goody relaxed a bit, she'd probably enjoy her life a lot more, and this whole issue wouldn't have arisen.
So that's all right, then.
She's from the bottom of the pile and knows it and this is her chance to get back at the world in general.
There are many like her and the problem is exacerbated by our class-consciousness though ironically India, with its caste system, is probably even worse.
I think she's just ignorant and a bully.
Remember the first time she was on she didn't even know where Cambridge was and thought East Anglia was another country.
She's picked on Shilpa cos she's pretty and an unknown quantity.
Jade's head got far too big with fame and she wasn't clever enough to cope with it, and when she was insecure she attacked those outside her comfort zone.
I was quite startled to realise who it was.
The URL gives a small clue.
Profound knowledge of the philosophical implications of quantum mechanics or windy hallucinogenic rhetoric?
It's a portrait for a board he sat on.
He's always been something of a hero of mine.
There's a story about how he turned up for his audition carrying his laundry, the idea being that as long as he was going out he might as well get his laundry done so it wouldn't be a wasted trip either way.
The pragmatic insouciance of this apparently impressed the casting director quite a bit.
I'm half inclined to believe he's having them on -- it would be very like him -- but there's just enough consistent substance peeking out of it to make me wonder.
Which, again, may be the idea.
It made more sense the second time I read it; at least think I saw about two thirds of what he was driving at.
Unfortunately he tries to distill it down a little too far and leaves out about 90% of the exposition it would need to lift it out of Time Cube territory, with the result that it does read a bit like somebody trying to drag some subjectively experienced great insight back from an altered mental state by scribbling the key concepts on a notepad on the nightstand before the memory videos de poker 2020 />I can't even say he's wrong, just that he doesn't really give you anything to analyze or dispute; he's reduced it to an overly simple set of vague declaratives, so even if you want to give him a hearing you just end up going, "um.
If you make a present to them by leaving binbags full of stuff by the edge of the road once a week, you should find the amount of stuff eventually decreases.
So the fairies don't get their presents and just keep up the pressure.
It looks like it will not be a simple upgrade from XP.
There are many programmes it highlights that there may be problems or issues with but has big problems with Realtek and Kaspersky virus, both need to be uninstalled then reinstalled after.
Some of the things it has problems with came preloaded on the PC suprised there were so many.
The promo on the site looks good but that is the top end version not the basic Home version, so will be waiting a bit before taking the plunge.
A horrid situation however it pans out.
It's too long since I was a union convenor and kept up with employment law, but make sure you follow all the procedures properly yourself such as following up internal channels even if you know in advance it won't make any difference.
You should also keep records of everything, including as verbatim as possible notes of conversations.
Am I to understand penelope is being harrassed by her supervisors to the point she will quit?
Regardless, please add my best wishes that things resolve well for you, penelope.
One wonders how many marriages between one, three or seventeen people take place.
It's a big relief.
Here AUsince last year, businesses with fewer than 100 employees 99% of public sector firms are exempt from unfair dismissal laws, and those with over 100 employees are able to dismiss anyone any time if they claim that part of the reason for the dismissal was for the "operational requirements" of the business.
Being sacked on the basis of race, sex, age, pregnancy or family responsibility is just click for source technically illegal, but pretty easy to get around.
There was an early "King of the Hill" episode where Hank's company had trouble firing an employee for drug use because of a similar law.
In the end, Hank resigned and then they were able to fire the addict because they had few enough employees to be exempt from the law.
Another trick is to make all your employees "contractors", or keep them as a succession of short-term casuals.
Then they don't count towards your total, and they aren't covered by the unfair dismissal laws anyway.
I need to know.
Who has stolen the snow I've been promised?
On tuesday I defrosted my car four times!!!
Today I wake up and there's no frost or snow.
Are you hoarding it down south?
Give it a shove up Manchester way please.
It's now raining, making millions of pinholes in what's left of the snow.
Tremendous excitement on the uk.
Its the tempreture anomoly.
The BBC was reporting that the country was grinding to a standstill.
Surely that must be journalistic hyperbole?
It's just another dreary motorway service station about 80 miles NW of London, in pretty flat country.
It's nowhere near Watford, which is on the NW edge of London.
The original phrase used contemptuously by Londoners to denote provinciality was "North of Watford", ie outside London, and in particular to the north of it.
When Watford Gap service station on the M1 was built people started talking about "north of Watford Gap" thus changing the meaning, then it became "north of the Watford Gap", which ain't click here, as I said.
This is how place-names and language in general changes; misunderstanding by stupid people.
One reason the country grinds to a halt is that many roads are at full capacity, more or less, which means that the slightest hazard slows everything down and in no time at all the whole thing congeals.
Another reason is that we are now the soppiest country in the world.
Within about 400 metres you have a railway line, a roman road Watling Street - now the A5and a canal all passing through the same minor low point.
The motorway just follows the rest, showing that the romans knew a thing or two about roads.
When you drive through on the motorway the surrounding geography is not evident.
But somebody started it.
Inkspot A bit more to come, mostly sleet.
Nothing here in CR6.
Any road, I know now that I'm one of them 'stupid people'.
It's ever so nice to keep track of your station in life.
I'm sure that my to-ing and fro-ing would be easier if I had a good staff but continual ups and downs and constant changes confuse me no end.
One of my relatives keeps telling me "get a grip, Dujon".
To that end I have bought myself a sand box.
If it doesn't work as planned then at least I can stick my head in it.
The ' sand box', and I'm sure that Rosie and others can explain it better than I, is a box full of sand or grit of some kind or other.
In olden days steam engines used the contents of such, as and when necessary, to increase the friction between wheels and rails.
This was effected by dribbling the contents of the sand box onto the rails in front or over the driving wheels.
Naturally and obviously you are far too young to have seen or heard this highly technological process in action.
Things are now clearer because I didn't know you drove a steam engine.
Even I don't do that.
Sand is useful and may have preventedthe slip to end all slips.
Click on the bottom recording, marked "60532".
The quality is rather poor.
The loco slips a bit on starting quite usual but the mayhem begins after 1m 50s.
After another 15 seconds or so you can hear the water being carried over to the cylinders, which caused the real damage.
All 3 connecting rods and the coupling rods and valve gear were bent so that was the end of that little day out.
Why didn't the driver just shut off steam?
The big handle wouldn't move against the huge volume of steam and water going through the main valve.
He had about one second and missed it.
No more driving for him, at least of that loco, which cost £80,000 to repair.
A bit of a long and torturous story this one.
Turning that offer down was one of the trickiest decisions I'd ever made.
Anyway, the gamble paid off in the end, and I'm now very relieved and pleased.
I don't really know all that much about steam engines I had to look up what water being carried over to the cylinders meant but it's quite an impressive sound.
Were you actually present when it happened?
And I'm fine - I got offered less money for working to a higher target, but with bigger bonuses than I was on before once I got beyond the target.
I could have sued, I was told, but I think it would look dreadful on a CV.
And I will change, eventually, but I will leap, I will not be pushed.
And I have a hot date tonight so frankly, i don't care any more.
And to pen, if that's a sufficiently positive outcome to warrant it.
Did you get them to make things better than they were trying to?
The sounds bring back a few memories.
I used to be a keen 'train spotter' as a youngster but the interest waned when girls and cars came along.
I had a relative who was a signalman.
Occasionally my elder brother and myself would visit him at work in his signal learn more here />Exciting times for a lad.
There are drain cocks which are often opened for the first few puffs when an engine starts out and they blow huge quantities of wet steam ahead of the engine, ruining photos but very necessary.
I wasn't there for that recording.
I've seen loads of engines slipping on starting but quickly brought under control.
It's a rather fearsome sound for a small boy a few feet away on the end of a platform, or for anyone, come to that.
Nothing worse than work worries even they are now behind me.
Interesting that right at the end of the recording the safety valves lift.
I'm surprised there was any fire left given the tremendous pull of the exhaust on it.
I gave up collecting numbers very early but have never lost interest, you could say, but as you imply, there is much else in life.
When they restore the connection at about half the normal voltage.
Very dim orangey lights, computer won't start but monitor OKTV but no video, kettle wouldn't boil ether let alone water, old Acorn computer OK but not the monitor, strangely.
They'd got the full voltage next door but Mrs-next-door-but-one in her curlers had the same problem as had an old lady walking her dog.
Obviously one of the phases was faulty but I thought you got the full whack or nothing.
It seems you may not.
Some of you may remember me from long ago, on other servers.
A strange thing happened recently.
I discovered that, having moved from Sydney to Edinburgh, and not having played MC for years on account of a Thesis, I happened by complete accident to end up working down the corridor from rab.
What do you know?
Well, probably that MC is responsible for effects that are not quite normal, for one.
Just shrug and say "Volt is down" like the locals did.
The description is obvious when you think about see more affect on your light globes.
In the last house I owned I had two phases connected and, on a number of occasions, could have full voltage and current available on some internal circuits and not on others.
This of course also applied to total power cuts where only one phase was down.
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