A bit council (Vol 3)
Discussion
Surely it depends on the type of indoor fish?
Manky looking goldfish in a bowl and half a loaf of bread at the bottom of the brown water = council
65 gallon tropical biotope with fish and plants from the same region, active water chemistry control and crystal clear water = not council.
Manky looking goldfish in a bowl and half a loaf of bread at the bottom of the brown water = council
65 gallon tropical biotope with fish and plants from the same region, active water chemistry control and crystal clear water = not council.
Starfighter said:
Surely it depends on the type of indoor fish?
Manky looking goldfish in a bowl and half a loaf of bread at the bottom of the brown water = council
65 gallon tropical biotope with fish and plants from the same region, active water chemistry control and crystal clear water = not council.
That's what I'm telling the missus. She's not buying it.Manky looking goldfish in a bowl and half a loaf of bread at the bottom of the brown water = council
65 gallon tropical biotope with fish and plants from the same region, active water chemistry control and crystal clear water = not council.
"Could be worse, love, could be an iguana!"
The smell.
Most of my extended family lived in council houses when I was a kid and I did a milk round covering some large council estates. They all had a really distinctive singular smell. To this day I can't work out what it is but when it hits my nostrils I takes me right back to childhood. I used to think it was a combination of sterilised milk, budgies, Izal bog paper, B.O. and fags but I can't describe it any better than that. It's not just a 70's thing either, If I'm walking through one now it's still the same. I've never been in any non-council house that smells the same.
Most of my extended family lived in council houses when I was a kid and I did a milk round covering some large council estates. They all had a really distinctive singular smell. To this day I can't work out what it is but when it hits my nostrils I takes me right back to childhood. I used to think it was a combination of sterilised milk, budgies, Izal bog paper, B.O. and fags but I can't describe it any better than that. It's not just a 70's thing either, If I'm walking through one now it's still the same. I've never been in any non-council house that smells the same.
Starfighter said:
Surely it depends on the type of indoor fish?
Manky looking goldfish in a bowl and half a loaf of bread at the bottom of the brown water = council
65 gallon tropical biotope with fish and plants from the same region, active water chemistry control and crystal clear water = not council.
What's the thoughts on the size of the tank? Is it comparable to TVs?Manky looking goldfish in a bowl and half a loaf of bread at the bottom of the brown water = council
65 gallon tropical biotope with fish and plants from the same region, active water chemistry control and crystal clear water = not council.
Asking for a "friend" with a 1200l, 6ft reef system....
Dog Star said:
My dad is proper bad. Their house is just stacked to the ceilings with boxes of stuff, mostly unopened. He's really tight with it too - for example he has four (4) cement mixers. All new. In the house. I live half a mile or so away. I asked if I could borrow a cement mixer. He refused as I might get it dirty. I ended up buying my own while my 78 year old dad has four that he will never ever use. Think of a brand new tool, and he has several, unopened. My mum is totally overwhelmed and has long since given up the fight.
It's a family trait, I think - his parents were similar and his sister, who is a couple of years older is actually worse. A couple of years ago her house was so full of hoarded boxes of stuff that you had to edge your way into her house through a tiny gap. She was sleeping curled up on the bottom few stairs as she couldn't get to her bedroom any more.
Thankfully I exhibit none of these traits, not that Mrs DS would tolerate this at all.
That cannot possibly be true, can it..!? It's a family trait, I think - his parents were similar and his sister, who is a couple of years older is actually worse. A couple of years ago her house was so full of hoarded boxes of stuff that you had to edge your way into her house through a tiny gap. She was sleeping curled up on the bottom few stairs as she couldn't get to her bedroom any more.
Thankfully I exhibit none of these traits, not that Mrs DS would tolerate this at all.
Gad-Westy said:
. Suspect it's some sort of psychological rebellion.
I think this may be common. An old neighbour lived in a right tip, had four daughters from one marriage and a son from another relationship (context, this was in the 70s when divorce and kids out of wedlock was much much rarer) The house was like a bomb had hit it, dirty as well as untidy and she was always on at the council from grants for this and grants for that. Dole pole and benefits when that was rare. Her mum and dad came to visit every week, mum always in a hat and gloves like a proper lady and dad in suit bearing flowers. Their Cortina was polished to within an inch of it's life. Apparently her childhood bore resemblance to Keeping Up Appearances and she had rebelled to say the least.
Ari said:
Dog Star said:
My dad is proper bad. Their house is just stacked to the ceilings with boxes of stuff, mostly unopened. He's really tight with it too - for example he has four (4) cement mixers. All new. In the house. I live half a mile or so away. I asked if I could borrow a cement mixer. He refused as I might get it dirty. I ended up buying my own while my 78 year old dad has four that he will never ever use. Think of a brand new tool, and he has several, unopened. My mum is totally overwhelmed and has long since given up the fight.
It's a family trait, I think - his parents were similar and his sister, who is a couple of years older is actually worse. A couple of years ago her house was so full of hoarded boxes of stuff that you had to edge your way into her house through a tiny gap. She was sleeping curled up on the bottom few stairs as she couldn't get to her bedroom any more.
Thankfully I exhibit none of these traits, not that Mrs DS would tolerate this at all.
That cannot possibly be true, can it..!? It's a family trait, I think - his parents were similar and his sister, who is a couple of years older is actually worse. A couple of years ago her house was so full of hoarded boxes of stuff that you had to edge your way into her house through a tiny gap. She was sleeping curled up on the bottom few stairs as she couldn't get to her bedroom any more.
Thankfully I exhibit none of these traits, not that Mrs DS would tolerate this at all.
Did one recently where the front door would only open 8 inches, the old lady (80) would squeeze herself in and immediately climb up the rubbish behind the door, the neighbours just thought she didn't want people to see in her house.
It's when they've completely buried their toilets and sinks and start filling buckets with s
t and hundreds of bottles with piss that it gets really interesting.SpeckledJim said:
Outside ponds are MILES posher than inside ponds. Nice one. Call it a 'pool' though. Makes a difference. You're limited in terms of what you can put in it because most things will die of cold. However, you can spend a fortune on koi if you want. They're not posh at all, but they're very expensive, which is almost as good.
And your newts will be worth a fortune to your local nimbys.
Move house
Feel posh about pond and newts
Buy fish
No longer feel posh
Sell newts
Profit!
No longer care whether posh or not. SWAG, baby. SWAG.
I know your type.
Look after the newts (especially if they are of the Great Crested variety) for if you ever wish to scupper any local housing developments.... “Oh look, a colony of protected newts lives in this field - bad luck”.And your newts will be worth a fortune to your local nimbys.
Move house
Feel posh about pond and newts
Buy fish
No longer feel posh
Sell newts
Profit!
No longer care whether posh or not. SWAG, baby. SWAG.
I know your type.
Speed 3 said:
That said, most of the people I knew in council houses back then were pretty happy, generally workers not skiivers - although most had some mild scam or other going.
OpulentBob said:
talksthetorque said:
Bullett said:
Chickens?
Scottish Laird with Pheasant shoot and gamekeepers?I see your middle class and raise you Aristocracy.
Speed 3 said:
The smell.
Most of my extended family lived in council houses when I was a kid and I did a milk round covering some large council estates. They all had a really distinctive singular smell. To this day I can't work out what it is but when it hits my nostrils I takes me right back to childhood. I used to think it was a combination of sterilised milk, budgies, Izal bog paper, B.O. and fags but I can't describe it any better than that. It's not just a 70's thing either, If I'm walking through one now it's still the same. I've never been in any non-council house that smells the same.
I think its a combination of: Grease, fags, B.O., cheap washing powder and damp.Most of my extended family lived in council houses when I was a kid and I did a milk round covering some large council estates. They all had a really distinctive singular smell. To this day I can't work out what it is but when it hits my nostrils I takes me right back to childhood. I used to think it was a combination of sterilised milk, budgies, Izal bog paper, B.O. and fags but I can't describe it any better than that. It's not just a 70's thing either, If I'm walking through one now it's still the same. I've never been in any non-council house that smells the same.
Speed 3 said:
The smell.
Most of my extended family lived in council houses when I was a kid and I did a milk round covering some large council estates. They all had a really distinctive singular smell. To this day I can't work out what it is but when it hits my nostrils I takes me right back to childhood. I used to think it was a combination of sterilised milk, budgies, Izal bog paper, B.O. and fags but I can't describe it any better than that. It's not just a 70's thing either, If I'm walking through one now it's still the same. I've never been in any non-council house that smells the same.
I know exactly the smell you mean. My primary school was in the middle of a council estate, so some school... acquaintances... lived in *that smell*.Most of my extended family lived in council houses when I was a kid and I did a milk round covering some large council estates. They all had a really distinctive singular smell. To this day I can't work out what it is but when it hits my nostrils I takes me right back to childhood. I used to think it was a combination of sterilised milk, budgies, Izal bog paper, B.O. and fags but I can't describe it any better than that. It's not just a 70's thing either, If I'm walking through one now it's still the same. I've never been in any non-council house that smells the same.
The best term I've ever come up with to describe it is... porridge. Old porridge.
bobtail4x4 said:
My large pond has newts, I took the fish out a few years ago, as I prefer the newts,
the fish WILL eat the newt eggs and young.
My parents had a pond with gold fish in. It now just has newts and an occasional frog in it as the newts seem to eat everything else but perhaps Rochdale newts are tough.the fish WILL eat the newt eggs and young.
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