Tell Us Something Really Trivial About Your Life Volume 37
Discussion
paua said:
Gud ev', roast pork wiff apple sauce & roastie spud & kumara ( drizzled in olive Oyl & manuka smoked garlic salt) & little round green things has been consumed.
We've shift'd our longitude 1 hour east.
Before th weather changed for th worse this morn, I played amateur chimney sweep, has been persistently piss'ng down since lunch.
Roast Kumara? We've shift'd our longitude 1 hour east.
Before th weather changed for th worse this morn, I played amateur chimney sweep, has been persistently piss'ng down since lunch.
Little round green things?
Well done on the longitude shift, paua.
It will soon be time for them to bring in the heavy lifting gear to turn Stonehenge back one hour. I don't see the point, why not leave it as it is?. Most people have an independent timepiece on their person these days whether it be a phartsmone, a fatbint or a wristwatch for under £200 like our Bobbers. And we all like our Bobbers, don't we?
glenrobbo said:
paua said:
Gud ev', roast pork wiff apple sauce & roastie spud & kumara ( drizzled in olive Oyl & manuka smoked garlic salt) & little round green things has been consumed.
We've shift'd our longitude 1 hour east.
Before th weather changed for th worse this morn, I played amateur chimney sweep, has been persistently piss'ng down since lunch.
Roast Kumara? We've shift'd our longitude 1 hour east.
Before th weather changed for th worse this morn, I played amateur chimney sweep, has been persistently piss'ng down since lunch.
Little round green things?
Well done on the longitude shift, paua.
It will soon be time for them to bring in the heavy lifting gear to turn Stonehenge back one hour. I don't see the point, why not leave it as it is?. Most people have an independent timepiece on their person these days whether it be a phartsmone, a fatbint or a wristwatch for under £200 like our Bobbers. And we all like our Bobbers, don't we?
Still pissin' down here.
paua said:
Gud morn GR, I'm surprised that th seasonal shifting of Stonehenge hasn'y resulted in losing any of th stones, surely a 1 hour move to th west would place them in th Norf Atlantic, west of Ireland. Retrieving them next ( norven ) spring must be risky.
Still pissin' down here.
No no no, you misunderstand, paua.Still pissin' down here.
They don't shift it one hour west, they simply rotate it about its' axis in an anti-clockwise direction so that the solar alignments happen an hour later, ready for the Winter Solstice.
It's all rather pointless, but it keeps the Druids happy and gives Andover Council workers something to do.
Oh, I nearly forgot:
Gude Manning AWOL.
Elbow test negative.
The day dawned nice and sunny here oop norf, with the sun casting oblique shadows across the avenue, and slanting glowingly through the ever-more-goldening leaves of the trees out the back. A cheering sight to behold.
Now it's all gone grey and cloudy overcast, with a hint of brightness to alleviate the sense of the incoming drizzle.
I must go and get some kippers for tomorrow's brekkie.
Freshly caught kippers, mind, not those that have been hanging around for ages...
glenrobbo said:
No no no, you misunderstand, paua.
They don't shift it one hour west, they simply rotate it about its' axis in an anti-clockwise direction so that the solar alignments happen an hour later, ready for the Winter Solstice.
It's all rather pointless, but it keeps the Druids happy and gives Andover Council workers something to do.
Oh, I nearly forgot:
Gude Manning AWOL.
Elbow test negative.
The day dawned nice and sunny here oop norf, with the sun casting oblique shadows across the avenue, and slanting glowingly through the ever-more-goldening leaves of the trees out the back. A cheering sight to behold.
Now it's all gone grey and cloudy overcast, with a hint of brightness to alleviate the sense of the incoming drizzle.
I must go and get some kippers for tomorrow's brekkie.
Freshly caught kippers, mind, not those that have been hanging around for ages...
Fresh kippers, you say, dear chap. I shall charter a flight. Can you recommend a pilot?They don't shift it one hour west, they simply rotate it about its' axis in an anti-clockwise direction so that the solar alignments happen an hour later, ready for the Winter Solstice.
It's all rather pointless, but it keeps the Druids happy and gives Andover Council workers something to do.
Oh, I nearly forgot:
Gude Manning AWOL.
Elbow test negative.
The day dawned nice and sunny here oop norf, with the sun casting oblique shadows across the avenue, and slanting glowingly through the ever-more-goldening leaves of the trees out the back. A cheering sight to behold.
Now it's all gone grey and cloudy overcast, with a hint of brightness to alleviate the sense of the incoming drizzle.
I must go and get some kippers for tomorrow's brekkie.
Freshly caught kippers, mind, not those that have been hanging around for ages...
paua said:
In th latter half life of one's self, Bobbers, it may be easier to move a stone from th henge than half a stone from one's waist.
You're quite correct paua, I lost a stone and three pounds while I'll, I've sadly put nine pounds back on, despite walking regularly,I know it's my own fault, drinking more than I should and snacking afternoon/evenings, time to drink more squash and stop snacking I think!!!Just arrived at Tesco's to pick up some flowers for our friends and the garage is coned off with signs saying no fuel!!!
ApOrbital said:
Good morning all
Still no f
king petrol only got 5 miles left and i use that just starting the car up! i might need to jump on that sub take charge and fek off up the grand union canal.
It might be able to squeeze underneath the Bridge of Size, but what about all the others, ApO?Still no f
king petrol only got 5 miles left and i use that just starting the car up! i might need to jump on that sub take charge and fek off up the grand union canal.Have you really thought this thtough?
Magooagain said:
OH the shame of it!
I can only presume you lot are in the residents lounge sleeping off the Sunday roast and Absynthe?
Shame?I can only presume you lot are in the residents lounge sleeping off the Sunday roast and Absynthe?
We are shamess you know! Just ask Frank.
I have been busy cleanering the ovens and drop pans and baking tins and shelves. Oh, and the oven glass doors whilst Mrs Robbo has been out of the way.
"What are you doing?" she exclaimed upon her return.
"Preparing this roadkill moose for gift wrapping!" I replied, flourishing my rubber gloves in the general shape of a caribou. Or it may have been more elk. I dunno, I only peel the buggers for dinner.
Ask a stupid question...
She wasn't happy.
That's the trouble with vagitarians. No sense of humour.
Is it beer o'clock yet?
I need to find somewhere with fuel available before Tuesday morning, because the C-Ma_ is down to less than a quarter of a tank of diseasel and I have a longish drive to get to the place that will be doing my bi-annual gastroscopy on Tuesday morning.
The NHS has contracted it out to a private medical firm this time, and I'm not sure of the exact location.
I would usually carry out a reconnaissance trip, but I don't think I have the range to make the trip twice over.
I have to carry out a Covid self-test the day before and phone the result through, so I will know where I contracted it should I catch the lurgy afterwards. They also require me to complete a lengthy questionnaire: quite what my ethnicity has to do with matters escapes me.
I am tempted to put "Vulcan" to see if that would make any difference.
I hope I don't catch it like Bobbers did. I don't think I have his fitness levels to fight the bugger.
Bomma, how's the search for a water-borne craft going? Any luck?
I can imagine a fully-kitted sea-going crabber fearlessly ploughing its' way through white-topped waves and wind, about 20 miles off the Ablution Islands Chain, in the middle of Rutland Water, the steely-eyed skipper watching intently through the freezing spray, with Futtette nonchalantly sunbathing on top of the crab pots on the aft deck.
"FOGGY'S FOLLY"
Or "NEPTUNE'S REVENGE"
Or simply "HMS BELFAST II"
The NHS has contracted it out to a private medical firm this time, and I'm not sure of the exact location.
I would usually carry out a reconnaissance trip, but I don't think I have the range to make the trip twice over.
I have to carry out a Covid self-test the day before and phone the result through, so I will know where I contracted it should I catch the lurgy afterwards. They also require me to complete a lengthy questionnaire: quite what my ethnicity has to do with matters escapes me.
I am tempted to put "Vulcan" to see if that would make any difference.
I hope I don't catch it like Bobbers did. I don't think I have his fitness levels to fight the bugger.
Bomma, how's the search for a water-borne craft going? Any luck?
I can imagine a fully-kitted sea-going crabber fearlessly ploughing its' way through white-topped waves and wind, about 20 miles off the Ablution Islands Chain, in the middle of Rutland Water, the steely-eyed skipper watching intently through the freezing spray, with Futtette nonchalantly sunbathing on top of the crab pots on the aft deck.
"FOGGY'S FOLLY"
Or "NEPTUNE'S REVENGE"
Or simply "HMS BELFAST II"
Evenin' all 
That sounds a pretty fair summary of what's in store for us glenrobbo
Anyhow, our unabated search may have proved fruitful; we've found a nice little "Shetland 536"
No, I didn't know either until I saw it. It's one up from a 535 so that's probably good, though BMW's have never really been my "thing". Never mind, it's a tidy little boat, 2 berth so we can sleep aboard should we so desire. (It'll probably become a necessity as I'll no doubt end up hopelessly lost somewhere on the Broads in the bloody dark).
All that remains now is for a friend to give it a quick once over (he's very knowledgeable about all things marine) and it's a done deal.
We'll see how it goes.
That sounds a pretty fair summary of what's in store for us glenrobbo
Anyhow, our unabated search may have proved fruitful; we've found a nice little "Shetland 536"
No, I didn't know either until I saw it. It's one up from a 535 so that's probably good, though BMW's have never really been my "thing". Never mind, it's a tidy little boat, 2 berth so we can sleep aboard should we so desire. (It'll probably become a necessity as I'll no doubt end up hopelessly lost somewhere on the Broads in the bloody dark).
All that remains now is for a friend to give it a quick once over (he's very knowledgeable about all things marine) and it's a done deal.
We'll see how it goes.
paua said:
glenrobbo said:
No no no, you misunderstand, paua.
They don't shift it one hour west, they simply rotate it about its' axis in an anti-clockwise direction so that the solar alignments happen an hour later, ready for the Winter Solstice.
It's all rather pointless, but it keeps the Druids happy and gives Andover Council workers something to do.
Oh, I nearly forgot:
Gude Manning AWOL.
Elbow test negative.
The day dawned nice and sunny here oop norf, with the sun casting oblique shadows across the avenue, and slanting glowingly through the ever-more-goldening leaves of the trees out the back. A cheering sight to behold.
Now it's all gone grey and cloudy overcast, with a hint of brightness to alleviate the sense of the incoming drizzle.
I must go and get some kippers for tomorrow's brekkie.
Freshly caught kippers, mind, not those that have been hanging around for ages...
Fresh kippers, you say, dear chap. I shall charter a flight. Can you recommend a pilot?They don't shift it one hour west, they simply rotate it about its' axis in an anti-clockwise direction so that the solar alignments happen an hour later, ready for the Winter Solstice.
It's all rather pointless, but it keeps the Druids happy and gives Andover Council workers something to do.
Oh, I nearly forgot:
Gude Manning AWOL.
Elbow test negative.
The day dawned nice and sunny here oop norf, with the sun casting oblique shadows across the avenue, and slanting glowingly through the ever-more-goldening leaves of the trees out the back. A cheering sight to behold.
Now it's all gone grey and cloudy overcast, with a hint of brightness to alleviate the sense of the incoming drizzle.
I must go and get some kippers for tomorrow's brekkie.
Freshly caught kippers, mind, not those that have been hanging around for ages...
What's flat and brown and sleeps on the sea bed?
(Am I doing this right?)
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