Tell us something really trivial about your life (vol 24)
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Both Lancasters have confirmed flypast for Shuttleworth on Saturday. Hopefully this means they'll also fly over my house 
McAndy said:
Was it in the middle of the night? Were you walking in your sleep?
Sorry to hear about your job Dicky. Can you freelance CAD work at home in the interim, or even as a long term?
I could, but I've yet to find the form of words required for anyone to entrust me with work to do at home.Sorry to hear about your job Dicky. Can you freelance CAD work at home in the interim, or even as a long term?
Something about "DickingC about on the differnet all day." Whatever that means.
Just seen this Dicky, bad luck old chap.
As someone who has moaned on and off throughout a decent proportion of these 24 TT volumes about job insecurity I sympathise.
A week ago, -the day before I was due to get my contract cut back to 2 days' work per week I got a call offering 4 days, -then an offer to go back to full time until Mar '15. It's bizarre.
As someone who has moaned on and off throughout a decent proportion of these 24 TT volumes about job insecurity I sympathise.
A week ago, -the day before I was due to get my contract cut back to 2 days' work per week I got a call offering 4 days, -then an offer to go back to full time until Mar '15. It's bizarre.
I'm sorry I missed the transition to Volume 24 as I have been busy today. As it's the twelfth some of you may be looking for the guns, now that they are no longer in the, renamed, cheese cabinet. I know the position of Armourer is largely ceremonial these days and I'm not even sure if we have an appointee at the moment, so I've had a go at sorting things out. After that impromptu clays' tournament something had to be done. (It may have seemed like a good idea at the time, but those were side-plates from the Sevres dinner service, which was a present from the late Kaiser)
I have managed to find the envelope with the inventory written on the back, so here goes:
The Purdeys are now back in the compartment under the rear seat of the Lagonda, with cartridges in the arm-rest under the spare typewriter ribbons.
I have paired up all the other shot-guns I could and put them in the rack in the tack-room; two of the old Lee Enfield 303s are missing from the rack, could they please be returned along with any unused ammunition as it's getting scarce.
I have left the old muzzle loaders above the Library fire-place, but removed the hammers as they are no longer safe to use. I found the 22 rifle in amongst the fire-irons so have put it back in the window seat on the landing. (The egg-box only has four grenades in it at the moment, the other two have not been accounted for)
I have done a round up of any random bits of hardware and hope that the owners may come forward:
There is a folding .410 poacher's piece in the Butler's Pantry, it could do with a clean.
I have put three unmatched side-by-sides in the clock in the front hall.
"Someone" left a semi-automatic shotgun in the Billiard Room, I have taped it to the underside of the table for now. I think we may have to relocate the glass case containing the collection of American hand-guns, as the Assistant Chief Constable showed interest in it; although it may just have been the inscription "With grateful thanks, from Richard Nixon" that caught his attention. I have moved the Polar Bear in front of it for now.
The revolver from the library has been removed for safe keeping (Russian Roulette is not an acceptable drinking game). If anyone should need to go in there to seriously contemplate their future, see Mr C.
I don't know who has an Uncle Vito, but the case from him labelled tractor parts contained nothing of the sort. It was a nice thought, but we don't need two dozen machine pistols, I have put them in the coal-bunker.
Lastly could people please stop using the small artillery shells as door-stops. apart from probably breaching some fire regulation by propping doors open it has taken me ages to sort them out again. My eyesight is not what it was and the markings are getting a bit worn and I'm sure we do not want a repeat of the embarrassment last year at the fete where someone loaded a live shell instead of a practice.
I have managed to find the envelope with the inventory written on the back, so here goes:
The Purdeys are now back in the compartment under the rear seat of the Lagonda, with cartridges in the arm-rest under the spare typewriter ribbons.
I have paired up all the other shot-guns I could and put them in the rack in the tack-room; two of the old Lee Enfield 303s are missing from the rack, could they please be returned along with any unused ammunition as it's getting scarce.
I have left the old muzzle loaders above the Library fire-place, but removed the hammers as they are no longer safe to use. I found the 22 rifle in amongst the fire-irons so have put it back in the window seat on the landing. (The egg-box only has four grenades in it at the moment, the other two have not been accounted for)
I have done a round up of any random bits of hardware and hope that the owners may come forward:
There is a folding .410 poacher's piece in the Butler's Pantry, it could do with a clean.
I have put three unmatched side-by-sides in the clock in the front hall.
"Someone" left a semi-automatic shotgun in the Billiard Room, I have taped it to the underside of the table for now. I think we may have to relocate the glass case containing the collection of American hand-guns, as the Assistant Chief Constable showed interest in it; although it may just have been the inscription "With grateful thanks, from Richard Nixon" that caught his attention. I have moved the Polar Bear in front of it for now.
The revolver from the library has been removed for safe keeping (Russian Roulette is not an acceptable drinking game). If anyone should need to go in there to seriously contemplate their future, see Mr C.
I don't know who has an Uncle Vito, but the case from him labelled tractor parts contained nothing of the sort. It was a nice thought, but we don't need two dozen machine pistols, I have put them in the coal-bunker.
Lastly could people please stop using the small artillery shells as door-stops. apart from probably breaching some fire regulation by propping doors open it has taken me ages to sort them out again. My eyesight is not what it was and the markings are getting a bit worn and I'm sure we do not want a repeat of the embarrassment last year at the fete where someone loaded a live shell instead of a practice.
Edited by FailHere on Tuesday 12th August 17:29
Edited by FailHere on Tuesday 12th August 17:39
My 2nd post in the new volume is coming to you live from my new laptop... windows 8 is weird
If the revolver found in the library is a Webley .445 it's mine, and has anyone seen my MK1 Bren? it should be in the long footlocker with my Enfield behind the secret panel in the gatehouse. I don't care who borrowed it, but could they put it back please.
If the revolver found in the library is a Webley .445 it's mine, and has anyone seen my MK1 Bren? it should be in the long footlocker with my Enfield behind the secret panel in the gatehouse. I don't care who borrowed it, but could they put it back please.
Edited by leafspring on Tuesday 12th August 17:44
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