Tell Us Something Really Trivial About Your Life (Vol 32)

Tell Us Something Really Trivial About Your Life (Vol 32)

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anonymous-user

53 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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magooagain said:
I lived in Ugley for 18 years!
Ah the Ugley Chequers. Just driven past it. You must have been there when the tramp was still alive?

magooagain

9,907 posts

169 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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V6 Pushfit said:
Ah the Ugley Chequers. Just driven past it. You must have been there when the tramp was still alive?
Yes! Dick was his name. I used to chat to him at times and I dropped old pallets etc at his hut when I could.

Do you know his history?

Bobberoo99

38,362 posts

97 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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Mmmmmm Ribeye steak!!! Ssluurrrp!!! lick
The best steak there is!!!!!
Hope you two enjoy it, it's actually better medium rare with the fat nicely browned, just melts in the mouth!!!!

I saw and commented on the Sunday thread Peri, the How rich are you thread just annoyed me!!!!

Bobberoo99

38,362 posts

97 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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V6 Pushfit said:
Windsor is still there - 6am start just about meant I got there for 9am. Just back with a load of work stuff to do resulting which I wont bore you all with. Home ETA 8pm so put the kettle on will ya?

A pointless post but makes me feel better having someone to talk to as it stops the voices
Are these the same voices that convinced you that owning two TVR's was a good idea?
And the same voices that insisted that the creeping barrage across the disused field was "good fun"??
And the same voices that maintain that blowing stuff up is socially acceptable????

magooagain

9,907 posts

169 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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I've just contributed to the Saturday eve thread!

Bobberoo99

38,362 posts

97 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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Shuffles off to see what magoo posted!

Pericoloso

44,044 posts

162 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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My life is too empty and boring to post in either of those what do yo do threads...frown

I could just make up something interesting but I don't have the imagine required either...frownfrown

Bomma220

14,452 posts

124 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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By, that old bit of rib eye was lovely. Nom Nom. Had it all medium rare for what it's worth. Gert Lush!

Having some Tiramasu now, that's my third Nom.

P5BNij

15,763 posts

105 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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magooagain said:
P5BNij said:
Recently had occasion to take a detour on the way home from a ballast job at Sharnbrook in Bedfordshire, I passed through a quaint little village called Harold, a few miles further south is another called Milton Earnest, which sounds like the name of a famous dead poet that never was. I was born in the delightfully named village of Harborough Magna.
I lived in Ugley for 18 years!
Years ago I thought Mrs.P5B's old man was taking the p*ss when he said he'd driven down Pisshill, until I later found it myself on a jaunt through the Cotswolds. English villages, a whole other word of otherworldliness indeed! It's probably one of the reasons I like watching old TV series like The Avengers, The Saint and Randall & Hopkirk etc, they used lots of quaint little places in the Home Counties where time has almost stood still, only to be disturbed by the faint burbling of Emma Peel's Elan or Simon Templar's Volvo P1800. Aldbury near Tring is one which springs to mind, I've driven through it a few times on quiet Sunday mornings thinking I was in a time warp!




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magooagain

9,907 posts

169 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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When I lived in Ugley I asked my now ex wife if she wanted to join the local women's institute!

When I were a lad I also lived very near to a village called Nasty

The saying goes that in the local rag in the birth,deaths and marriages section. There was a marriage announcement of a Nasty man that married an Ugley women!

Bomma220

14,452 posts

124 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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V6 Pushfit said:
Bomma220 said:
Have to say old boy, I wasn't aware there was three roads. I can only recall being on one, though it could well have been two at one point.

I remember 'Melons' Hollingham, could see her approaching a corner before she'd got round it.

Married a vicar, if I recall?
Not too sure what happened to her. Lived on the corner opposite the church with her mother I believe. It was a long time ago.

Nice girl although a little alarming when moving suddenly.
I remember the corner near the church, you demolished it a couple of volumes back. Trying to get a large metal structure up the side of the cricket pavilion if I recall.

glenrobbo

35,061 posts

149 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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magooagain said:

Glenrobbo you have crossed my old area,I went to school in Buntingford and know my way around that way well,if you get a chance on the way back try and pick up the Barley to Royston road it's a must for any petrol head.

There's a giant lurking around Steeple Bumpstead also,so take care. He is Madam Magoo's little Brother.

Them there pretty patterns you see on the outside of quaint Essex cottages may well have been crafted by myself some moons ago. Pargetting.

I've been busy tyroleaning today and will be for the rest of the week! I'm going to have next week off on the strength of it.
By an amazing coincidence, my father Alan Robbo earned a solid reputation in the northwest Essex area as a master of the Revival of the ancient traditional art of decorative plasterwork, aka pargeting.

He spent many hours producing fibreglass moulds from old oak carvings and original designs of his own making.
His signature was the "Bardfield Rose" which can still be found adorning many cottages in the local area.
When my father passed away in 1984, his moulds and originals were bequeathed to my cousin Barry Robbo, who carried on the tradition for many years until he shuffled off this mortal coil in 2016.
Now my brother-in-law ( another Barry ) has most of the moulds but is just getting into the retirement mindset.

As a Bardfield boy born & bred, when I was a youngster about three years ago*, my Grandad showed me the rudimentaries of plaiting corn dollies.
I regret that I have forgotten that skill. weeping


* Give or take sixty-odd years

Tyroleaning? Sounds like something caused by too much pilsener. drunk

The Barley to Royston Road is OK as long as you don't meet a bloody great 4x4 Tonka truck coming head on round the corner on the wrong side of the road.
It's amazing how narrow a TVR can become when you breath in sharply. yikes


ApOrbital

9,939 posts

117 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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Outstanding robbo.

glenrobbo

35,061 posts

149 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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I'll be heading over from sister's in Sible to my other sister's in Bardfield tomorrow, taking the detour to Little Sampford at Finchingfield and taking great care not to slip on Pushfit's damp TVR induced patch opposite the Fox.

I will drive past the place where I was born all those years ago.

I shall see if they have erected a shrine yet, or just affixed the customary blue plaque. rolleyes

magooagain

9,907 posts

169 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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glenrobbo said:
By an amazing coincidence, my father Alan Robbo earned a solid reputation in the northwest Essex area as a master of the Revival of the ancient traditional art of decorative plasterwork, aka pargeting.

He spent many hours producing fibreglass moulds from old oak carvings and original designs of his own making.
His signature was the "Bardfield Rose" which can still be found adorning many cottages in the local area.
When my father passed away in 1984, his moulds and originals were bequeathed to my cousin Barry Robbo, who carried on the tradition for many years until he shuffled off this mortal coil in 2016.
Now my brother-in-law ( another Barry ) has most of the moulds but is just getting into the retirement mindset.

As a Bardfield boy born & bred, when I was a youngster about three years ago*, my Grandad showed me the rudimentaries of plaiting corn dollies.
I regret that I have forgotten that skill. weeping


* Give or take sixty-odd years

Tyroleaning? Sounds like something caused by too much pilsener. drunk

The Barley to Royston Road is OK as long as you don't meet a bloody great 4x4 Tonka truck coming head on round the corner on the wrong side of the road.
It's amazing how narrow a TVR can become when you breath in sharply. yikes
It truly is a small world Glenrobbo!
I won't have known you're dad but I know people from the same area and trade that will have known him.

I didn't take plastering up until about 1978 as I was a Caterpillar mechanic before.

All my Pargeting dollies are made by myself I'm proud to say.( don't let them Moulds get lost Glenrobbo)
Mmm Barley! Giles Cooper of TVR fame was living and dealing cars from there until a few years ago,he's now in Suffolk I'm told and still selling Nobles etc.

Bobberoo99

38,362 posts

97 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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Now that's interesting!!! I didn't know caterpillars needed mechanics, Lepidopterists definitely, but not mechanics!!!

Right you orrible lot, i'm off to bed, mainly due to the fact i have to be up at areyouforreal o'clock again tomorrow, still it;s Wednesday tomorrow so that's half the week done!!!
Night, night chaps!!

anonymous-user

53 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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Bobberoo99 said:
Are these the same voices that convinced you that owning two TVR's was a good idea?
And the same voices that insisted that the creeping barrage across the disused field was "good fun"??
And the same voices that maintain that blowing stuff up is socially acceptable????
Ahem ‘cough’ yes well erm possibly but some of it did seems to come worryingly naturally...

anonymous-user

53 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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magooagain said:
Yes! Dick was his name. I used to chat to him at times and I dropped old pallets etc at his hut when I could.

Do you know his history?
Yep had a long chat with him a couple times. A lot of the stories were made up about him being a high flyer though.

Me: do you notice a difference with climate changing
Him: nah bks to it never noticed
Me: nettle soup, cooking with plants, old remedies etc?
Him: fk that they do a good plate load at the cricketers.

Etc

magooagain

9,907 posts

169 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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V6 Pushfit said:
Yep had a long chat with him a couple times. A lot of the stories were made up about him being a high flyer though.

Me: do you notice a difference with climate changing
Him: nah bks to it never noticed
Me: nettle soup, cooking with plants, old remedies etc?
Him: fk that they do a good plate load at the cricketers.

Etc
Ha ha yes! The last time I saw him was in the Cricketers. My lad used to work there,so when I was back in the UK that's where I would be at times. He Allways did alright in that pub.

The lady in the large house just across and down from him used to look after him a bit I seem to recall.

anonymous-user

53 months

Tuesday 20th August 2019
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glenrobbo said:
The Barley to Royston Road is OK as long as you don't meet a bloody great 4x4 Tonka truck coming head on round the corner on the wrong side of the road.
I’m being stalked that’s 2 miles away. Fox & Hounds at Barley is bloody good although expensive but I did a cracking TripAdvisor review so get preferential treatment there now so it’s a regular Friday night venue now.
That road has a long straight in it unless to take off at the bridge hump in the middle, you must mean the bendy bits at each end.

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