Tell us something really trivial about your life Volume 40
Discussion
Byker28i said:
hammo19 said:
Edinburgh is very cosmopolitan. Looking out my hotel window overlooking James Craig Walk there is an assortment of people and garments walking around in the sunshine. We’re on the 11:30 out from Waverley so will be heading to a cafe for breakfast shortly. We’re opposite the Scottish National Records building.
We popped off to see the old royal yacht when we were in Edinburgh, well worth a visitByker28i said:
Bobberoo said:
Hmmm, quiet again!!!
I don't suppose any of you are going to the Collecting Cars event at Bicester tomorrow?
Sorry bobbers, still can't drive, and I'm collecting dogs. For Asha, Tiger and next doors dog Ozzy to babysit tomorrowI don't suppose any of you are going to the Collecting Cars event at Bicester tomorrow?
Well the weekend is in full swing. Beautiful weather yesterday, foggy today at the moment. Mrs H went to bed when we got home with a migraine so I went next door to the neighbours for a few cans.
The bats are back, we counted about 90 last night flitting off to the river for a feast of insects. We have another maternity roost. We have starlings, blue tits and house sparrows nesting in the house too.
Anyway here’s your reminder
The bats are back, we counted about 90 last night flitting off to the river for a feast of insects. We have another maternity roost. We have starlings, blue tits and house sparrows nesting in the house too.
Anyway here’s your reminder
in hand. 
Good morneve, one an dawl
I say "good", but I'm not in the sunniest of moods, on account of having to collect my sister and brother-in-law from Bawnmuff Airpawt at bloody 10.15 this evening. And my experience of the afore-mentioned air terminal is that planes rarely arrive on time on a good day. Harumph!
Meanwhile, I'll spend the day being in a bad mood, and probably kicking small animals*. Oh, and watching the Grand Prix, which is actually taking place on a proper circuit - I do enjoy Imola, a Grand Prix circuit needs to have changes of gradient, and some challenging corners, unlike places such as Jeddah and bloody Las Vegas. I blame Formula E, which always looks as though the tracks have been constructed from stuff nicked from motorway contraflows and Heras fencing. Next thing you know we'll have the London Grand Prix, 75 laps of Park Royal Industrial Estate (just off Hanger Lane Gyratory, near the Ace Cafe. Hateful place. (Park Royal, not the Ace Cafe).
Anyway. I wish you all a better Sunday than I've got lined up.
Harumph!
*Not really.
I say "good", but I'm not in the sunniest of moods, on account of having to collect my sister and brother-in-law from Bawnmuff Airpawt at bloody 10.15 this evening. And my experience of the afore-mentioned air terminal is that planes rarely arrive on time on a good day. Harumph!
Meanwhile, I'll spend the day being in a bad mood, and probably kicking small animals*. Oh, and watching the Grand Prix, which is actually taking place on a proper circuit - I do enjoy Imola, a Grand Prix circuit needs to have changes of gradient, and some challenging corners, unlike places such as Jeddah and bloody Las Vegas. I blame Formula E, which always looks as though the tracks have been constructed from stuff nicked from motorway contraflows and Heras fencing. Next thing you know we'll have the London Grand Prix, 75 laps of Park Royal Industrial Estate (just off Hanger Lane Gyratory, near the Ace Cafe. Hateful place. (Park Royal, not the Ace Cafe).
Anyway. I wish you all a better Sunday than I've got lined up.
Harumph!
*Not really.
Dermot O'Logical said:
Good morneve, one an dawl
I say "good", but I'm not in the sunniest of moods, on account of having to collect my sister and brother-in-law from Bawnmuff Airpawt at bloody 10.15 this evening. And my experience of the afore-mentioned air terminal is that planes rarely arrive on time on a good day. Harumph!
Meanwhile, I'll spend the day being in a bad mood, and probably kicking small animals*. Oh, and watching the Grand Prix, which is actually taking place on a proper circuit - I do enjoy Imola, a Grand Prix circuit needs to have changes of gradient, and some challenging corners, unlike places such as Jeddah and bloody Las Vegas. I blame Formula E, which always looks as though the tracks have been constructed from stuff nicked from motorway contraflows and Heras fencing. Next thing you know we'll have the London Grand Prix, 75 laps of Park Royal Industrial Estate (just off Hanger Lane Gyratory, near the Ace Cafe. Hateful place. (Park Royal, not the Ace Cafe).
Anyway. I wish you all a better Sunday than I've got lined up.
Harumph!
*Not really.
TT CONFESSIONI say "good", but I'm not in the sunniest of moods, on account of having to collect my sister and brother-in-law from Bawnmuff Airpawt at bloody 10.15 this evening. And my experience of the afore-mentioned air terminal is that planes rarely arrive on time on a good day. Harumph!
Meanwhile, I'll spend the day being in a bad mood, and probably kicking small animals*. Oh, and watching the Grand Prix, which is actually taking place on a proper circuit - I do enjoy Imola, a Grand Prix circuit needs to have changes of gradient, and some challenging corners, unlike places such as Jeddah and bloody Las Vegas. I blame Formula E, which always looks as though the tracks have been constructed from stuff nicked from motorway contraflows and Heras fencing. Next thing you know we'll have the London Grand Prix, 75 laps of Park Royal Industrial Estate (just off Hanger Lane Gyratory, near the Ace Cafe. Hateful place. (Park Royal, not the Ace Cafe).
Anyway. I wish you all a better Sunday than I've got lined up.
Harumph!
*Not really.
I've never been to the Ace Cafe.
This despite loving London and working in London for many a long year and passing the Ace Cafe every day when working in Wembley Park. Tis a Trivial Disgrace.
When I'm older and even more infirm perhaps the TT Massive could take me there in the bathchair as a sort of pilgrimage.
DickyC said:
TT CONFESSION
I've never been to the Ace Cafe.
This despite loving London and working in London for many a long year and passing the Ace Cafe every day when working in Wembley Park. Tis a Trivial Disgrace.
When I'm older and even more infirm perhaps the TT Massive could take me there in the bathchair as a sort of pilgrimage.
I have, I've never been to the Ace Cafe.
This despite loving London and working in London for many a long year and passing the Ace Cafe every day when working in Wembley Park. Tis a Trivial Disgrace.
When I'm older and even more infirm perhaps the TT Massive could take me there in the bathchair as a sort of pilgrimage.
spikeyhead said:
DickyC said:
TT CONFESSION
I've never been to the Ace Cafe.
This despite loving London and working in London for many a long year and passing the Ace Cafe every day when working in Wembley Park. Tis a Trivial Disgrace.
When I'm older and even more infirm perhaps the TT Massive could take me there in the bathchair as a sort of pilgrimage.
I have, I've never been to the Ace Cafe.
This despite loving London and working in London for many a long year and passing the Ace Cafe every day when working in Wembley Park. Tis a Trivial Disgrace.
When I'm older and even more infirm perhaps the TT Massive could take me there in the bathchair as a sort of pilgrimage.
You know what they say, one volunteer is worth ten pressed men.
Gude Moaneve Wurnan Dall! 
I have good news: I have evaluated today's situation, and it is thusly:
Yep, some bugger has had it away with all of the clouds.
Every. Single. One of them.
This has resulted in a Clear Blue Sky.
In every direction ( except down ).
What's more, the test has revealed that I am not pregnant. Possibly that's because my insides are all wrong? I dunno.
I suppose some have luck and some have kids...
Further testing involving a certain technique using my elbows has confirmed an absence of wood, so this day just keeps on giving.
I can also announce that my ongoing battle with the recalcitrant track rod end has finally resulted in a major victory for your correspondent.
Now my Focus (SWIDT?) will be concentrated on removing the stubborn locknut, which I have already managed to unscrew four (4) turns.
Just another 20 ( twenty ) to go, then I can remove the tattered steering rack RH bellows/gaiter - call it what you will - and fit the nice shiny new one in readiness for the yet-to-be-booked MoT test.
I told you I was persistent.
Like a dog with a bone(r).
And so today I shall Percy Veer a little bit more with the C-Ma_, wishing I could be sitting in the sun with an ice-cold pint of gin & tonic, prior to watching the F1 highlights on Ch4 at 18:30 hrs.
No spoilers please, everyone!
I hope everyone is well, or as good as you can be, and I wish you all a happy sunny Sunday!
GRout.
I have good news: I have evaluated today's situation, and it is thusly:
Yep, some bugger has had it away with all of the clouds.
Every. Single. One of them.
This has resulted in a Clear Blue Sky.
In every direction ( except down ).
What's more, the test has revealed that I am not pregnant. Possibly that's because my insides are all wrong? I dunno.
I suppose some have luck and some have kids...
Further testing involving a certain technique using my elbows has confirmed an absence of wood, so this day just keeps on giving.
I can also announce that my ongoing battle with the recalcitrant track rod end has finally resulted in a major victory for your correspondent.
Now my Focus (SWIDT?) will be concentrated on removing the stubborn locknut, which I have already managed to unscrew four (4) turns.
Just another 20 ( twenty ) to go, then I can remove the tattered steering rack RH bellows/gaiter - call it what you will - and fit the nice shiny new one in readiness for the yet-to-be-booked MoT test.
I told you I was persistent.
Like a dog with a bone(r).
And so today I shall Percy Veer a little bit more with the C-Ma_, wishing I could be sitting in the sun with an ice-cold pint of gin & tonic, prior to watching the F1 highlights on Ch4 at 18:30 hrs.
No spoilers please, everyone!
I hope everyone is well, or as good as you can be, and I wish you all a happy sunny Sunday!
GRout.
DickyC said:
TT CONFESSION
I've never been to the Ace Cafe.
This despite loving London and working in London for many a long year and passing the Ace Cafe every day when working in Wembley Park. Tis a Trivial Disgrace.
When I'm older and even more infirm perhaps the TT Massive could take me there in the bathchair as a sort of pilgrimage.
I, on the other hand, when bored WFH, have been known to hop into the motah and drive there for a doorstep bacon butty or two. I've never been to the Ace Cafe.
This despite loving London and working in London for many a long year and passing the Ace Cafe every day when working in Wembley Park. Tis a Trivial Disgrace.
When I'm older and even more infirm perhaps the TT Massive could take me there in the bathchair as a sort of pilgrimage.
BTW, Dicky, given the current state of the forecourt, I suspect the bathchair might prove to be an unsuitable conveyance. Someone will need to offer a fireman’s lift.
DickyC said:
Marvellous. A volunteer.
You know what they say, one volunteer is worth ten pressed men.
If you hang them up or fold them carefully as soon as the tumble dryer cycle finishes, they don't need pressing.You know what they say, one volunteer is worth ten pressed men.
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IOTN, There are phurty-phree centipedes in the conservatory.
I have opened the three (3) top lights* in the hope of letting some of them escape to help the global warming.
* aka windows.
No, not Windows. I wouldn't want to open three Windows simultaneously at the same time all together at once, because that would put too much stress on the software or something.
I don't understand all that tekkie s
t.
How high can centipedes jump?Edited by glenrobbo on Sunday 19th May 09:54
psi310398 said:
I, on the other hand, when bored WFH, have been known to hop into the motah and drive there for a doorstep bacon butty or two.
BTW, Dicky, given the current state of the forecourt, I suspect the bathchair might prove to be an unsuitable conveyance. Someone will need to offer a fireman’s lift.
Surely we would run the risk of making a spectacle of ourselves. BTW, Dicky, given the current state of the forecourt, I suspect the bathchair might prove to be an unsuitable conveyance. Someone will need to offer a fireman’s lift.
Ah, yes, I see.
Well, if it has to be a spectacle, shouldn't we capitalise on it? Turn it into something? I see two teams in the Ace Cafe car park each extracting an old codger from a classic car and hurtling him and his bathchair towards the cafe like the Field Gun teams at the Royal Tournament.
Opportunities everywhere you look.
DickyC said:
Surely we would run the risk of making a spectacle of ourselves.
Ah, yes, I see.
Well, if it has to be a spectacle, shouldn't we capitalise on it? Turn it into something? I see two teams in the Ace Cafe car park each extracting an old codger from a classic car and hurtling him and his bathchair towards the cafe like the Field Gun teams at the Royal Tournament.
Opportunities everywhere you look.
Not a bath chair as it would be too fragile but perhaps conveying the codger to the door of the caff in a WW2 motorbike and sidecar combination. In through the front door, up the stairs to the lavs, along the corridor and down the other stairs, turn a pull up by the shop. Last ones there are cissies. Ah, yes, I see.
Well, if it has to be a spectacle, shouldn't we capitalise on it? Turn it into something? I see two teams in the Ace Cafe car park each extracting an old codger from a classic car and hurtling him and his bathchair towards the cafe like the Field Gun teams at the Royal Tournament.
Opportunities everywhere you look.
DickyC said:
psi310398 said:
I, on the other hand, when bored WFH, have been known to hop into the motah and drive there for a doorstep bacon butty or two.
BTW, Dicky, given the current state of the forecourt, I suspect the bathchair might prove to be an unsuitable conveyance. Someone will need to offer a fireman’s lift.
Surely we would run the risk of making a spectacle of ourselves. BTW, Dicky, given the current state of the forecourt, I suspect the bathchair might prove to be an unsuitable conveyance. Someone will need to offer a fireman’s lift.
Ah, yes, I see.
Well, if it has to be a spectacle, shouldn't we capitalise on it? Turn it into something? I see two teams in the Ace Cafe car park each extracting an old codger from a classic car and hurtling him and his bathchair towards the cafe like the Field Gun teams at the Royal Tournament.
Opportunities everywhere you look.
Don't firemen come with velcro trousers? 
psi310398 said:
DickyC said:
Surely we would run the risk of making a spectacle of ourselves.
Ah, yes, I see.
Well, if it has to be a spectacle, shouldn't we capitalise on it? Turn it into something? I see two teams in the Ace Cafe car park each extracting an old codger from a classic car and hurtling him and his bathchair towards the cafe like the Field Gun teams at the Royal Tournament.
Opportunities everywhere you look.
Not a bath chair as it would be too fragile but perhaps conveying the codger to the door of the caff in a WW2 motorbike and sidecar combination. In through the front door, up the stairs to the lavs, along the corridor and down the other stairs, turn a pull up by the shop. Last ones there are cissies. Ah, yes, I see.
Well, if it has to be a spectacle, shouldn't we capitalise on it? Turn it into something? I see two teams in the Ace Cafe car park each extracting an old codger from a classic car and hurtling him and his bathchair towards the cafe like the Field Gun teams at the Royal Tournament.
Opportunities everywhere you look.
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