I remember a picture book that showed Queen Boadicea's chariot with knives sticking out from the wheel hubs... I am sure the Ship's engineers could help you with a set that could be attached to the trolley.
Back when Dafling major used a buggy I thought that as a "celtic"(*) princess she was entitled to put scythes on her chariot. This may have been an unchristian thought when we trying to get to the bus after church in central Edinburgh during Festival season.
(*) not I think any more celtic than the average lowland Scot.
Bummer. I just received my COVID shot at the medical clinic yesterday, and came home to find out I had been exposed to COVID on Sunday. This morning I have a sore throat, and on Monday I felt sick to my stomach. Waiting for the test kit. I had a dentist appointment on Friday, and an appointment with the heart doctor on Monday. I need to cancel. It was a long wait to get both appointments.
Well, shit. I'm sorry.
I've got my COVID shot on Friday, as surgery's coming up--hoping not to catch it anyway in the two weeks intervening!
So far, so good. My sore throat is gone, and I've tested negative so far. The Dentist said Go away until the new appointment, at the end of October. The heart doctor said test on appointment day, if still negative, come in wearing a mask, if positive, we can do a phone appointment, but it's not the best choice with my bad hearing, but good to have a back up plan. He has all the test results already, so that is good.
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About 2.5 servings per container. I see this more and more. What should one do with 2.5 servings? I suppose it could be two adults and one child. I think it is a way to cut down and keep the price the same as when most things said 3 servings per container.
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About 2.5 servings per container. I see this more and more. What should one do with 2.5 servings? I suppose it could be two adults and one child. I think it is a way to cut down and keep the price the same as when most things said 3 servings per container.
Or it's to make it look healthier by reducing the energy value vs. 2 servings per container. Either way, it's nonsense, and it's because food manufacturers are allowed to make it up as they go along.
Difficult Relative has a genuine, serious, but entirely predictable, emergency this morning and asked us to confirm we could help, giving us less than 1 hour to confirm. And we've said no.
I did suggest to the NE Man two weeks ago that perhaps we should pencil "possible emergency" to our calendar, and he said there were too many variables for us to make a sensible "what we will do if DR has an emergency" so we didn't.
Apparently I could foresee a possible emergency, but DR didn't foresee it at all.
Husband noticed that one of the skirting boards in the kitchen has split. A quick investigate later and it appears that either our sink or dishwasher has slow leak, hence the wood swelling. As we only had the kitchen fitted this summer we've contacted the company and hope they send someone out pronto to sort it out for us.
Hope thedifficult relative's emergency gets sorted one way or another @North East Quine
I too have a tiny leak under my sink. My son took a look and told me that a round pipe connects into an oval shaped pipe. Crazy piping, put in by the kitchen people 12 years ago - so why starting to leak now? My plumber will be coming for the annual boiler service in a couple of weeks so I will get him to take a look. The units are fine but neither the plumbing nor the electrics were done properly, but there was no other option at the time of installation.
Some sort of sealant may have been used at the joint between the oval pipe and the round pipe, which I agree is a daft bit of *work*. IME such things are rarely 100% effective for long, so it may be that the sealant has begun to fail - hence the very slight leak.
There is a small leak between the cistern and the loo in the Ark. It has been partially cured on more than one occasion, but nowadays I simply place a J-cloth ( ) in the strategic position, to stop the drip from falling onto the floor, and replace the said cloth as required...
The artisan bakery from which we have bought bread since we moved here has closed. They'd had to raise the price of a loaf to over five pounds since the Truss budget so I blame government economic policy for not letting us have nice things.
Public toilets. Today is the first time I have ever paid with my bank card to go to the loo.
40p. Twice! At least they were spotlessly clean.
Even worse, the lights were on a timer, so there was I minding my own business then plunged into darkness, with just a shaft of sunlight from the skylight!
I went into a loo in Mid Wales once which had a strange blue light inside, and dire warnings that drug taking would not be tolerated! It made me wonder whether someone was watching!
I went to the dentist today, parked in the street where I usually park, headed to the meter cash in hand and saw a sign "To make life easier, this meter is now pay-by-app only."
As I had the cash ready and did not have the app, it did not make my life easier. My appointment was in 20 mins time.
I started to download the app, but step 5. was "type in your mobile phone no." and I don't know my number off by heart. So I had to find paper and pen, look up my number under "settings" write down the number and start over.
Suspecting that I wasn't going to get it done in time I decided to just risk parking without paying, set off walking to the dentist and round the corner I saw a meter which took cash! So I got back in the car to park there, but then noticed the road was "no left turn" so I drove round the whole block to get to the space, parked, put my cash in and nothing happened.
A passer by said "you have to pay by app, putting cash in doesn't count. "
At this point I had no more time, so jogged to the dentist, arriving 1 min late and struggling to catch my breath (jogging is not my thing).
I was still puffing when I got into the dentist chair and had to explain I wasn't a nervous patient and I wasn't panicking. My lovely dentist said that if I was parked without paying, he'd be as quick as possible.
Fortunately no sign of a parking ticket when I got back to the car. Given that there was £2.50 in the meter which had been in my purse only 30 minutes earlier, I would have felt deeply aggrieved to be fined for not paying.
It didn't occur to me to take a photo of the instructions for the app, so I'm going to have to make another trip to the vicinity of the dentist to get the app ahead of my next appointment.
We found much the same on our trip to Suffolk last weekend - all the parking machines were "out of order" so we were meant to pay by an app neither of us have. Luckily enforcement seems to be non-existent. As opposed to Oxford where the road I work on is the most ticketed in town. I'm told it's actually cheaper to not buy a ticket and pay the fine than it is to pay to park all day. This is (in part) why I cycle to work...
The other problem is where the instructions are on the parking machine but are (a) in tiny print; (b) badly lit at night; and (c) are illegible as they'r behind a clouded Perspex screen.
This "pay by app" scheme for everything has been devised by non-thinking people who don't realise that not everyone wishes to be, or indeed is able to be, digital. It's a worrying trend.
It's going to be a niche app for me. My dentist is in Aberdeen City, but I live in Aberdeenshire. Usually when I'm in the city I park in one of the city centre car parks, which have number plate recognition and a choice of paying by cash or card. The app covers on-street parking in Aberdeen City but, apart from going to the dentist, I never park on-street in Aberdeen.
There is a park a ten minute walk away with a free car park; I might use it next time and walk.
Sounds like Windermere or Bowness. The former District Council was going to close them, but a local charity took on the running with limited financial support from the District Council, and some from the Town (parish) council. A couple of years back the Town Council took on the running of them. They are run on a non-profit basis, but basically they have to pay their own way.
We're having an ongoing debate at our Town Council about fees for our loos. Some of us think they should be free as collecting the charges is more bother than its worth. Others think it discourages people up to no good from using them.
We're having an ongoing debate at our Town Council about fees for our loos. Some of us think they should be free as collecting the charges is more bother than its worth. Others think it discourages people up to no good from using them.
Both views are valid, but surely payments by card are cheap to manage, and ideal for users in a hurry or who have no small change?
When my former church took over the running of the village lol we found we got more money if we asked for donations rather than charging a fee.
That's a weird principle I've noticed in other areas of my life. When i was a free-lance writer and tutor in my youth, I would generally say "pay me what you think it's worth" or similar to my clients, and they usually came back with a much more generous wage than i would have set myself. Of course, this only works if the people have some basic awareness of what going rates are in the field--people who have absolutely no idea may get you a Starbucks card. And i suspect that with donations for a loo or other situation, they need a basic awareness of the costs. But once they have that, yeah, most people are generous.
It's perhaps a little tangential here, but Our Place insists on setting prices for books, articles, refreshments etc. at the monthly Community Cafe/Jumble Sale. The sums are not in themselves extortionate, but other churches in the area have found that they receive more £££ from donations than from fixed prices.
I did suggest to Our Place's Powers That Be that it might be worth
trying the 'donations welcome' approach, as an experiment, but it was as though I'd once again been trying to introduce the worship of Mithras, or Baal...
You remind me of a time 30 years ago, when we had a rather large congregation made up of 25 percent elderly English-speaking Germanic heritage cradle Lutherans, with the rest being newly converted Vietnamese-speakers who had never encountered peculiar customs like the "potluck" or silent auction before. Well, we had a Vietnamese family that got burned out of their apartment, losing thousands of dollars in cash the father had been hiding under a mattress... and as people do, we decided to have a meal and silent auction using donated goods--cheap glassware, an old calculator, random office supplies ...
The German-Americans followed their culture and dutifully bid 30 cents or fifty cents for the glassware. The Vietnamese came along, said (mentally) "What the fuck is this?" since they had never done it before, but knew it was meant to benefit the family... and opened bidding at fifty dollars. You understand, these are brand new refugees resettled less than two years ago, working for minimum wage, and poorer than church mice. But generous! So the auction quickly stopped being silent, and turned into a raucous party, with people bidding a hundred dollars on a busted tv set and the like. You should have seen the Germanic-Americans' eyes! When we ran out of goods to auction, we started bidding on random intangibles. I remember our district mission exec got "sold" for the price of $250.00 to sing "Jesus loves me" then and there. When it was all over, we'd collected maybe six thousand dollars? And no alcohol taken, though you'd never know it to hear the laughter and screaming!
I remember stopping off regularly in a country area where there was a notice that the local community cleaned the toilets. They were always immaculate when I visited, and my donation was more than would usually be charged to reflect my gratitude.
There are libraries that, instead of charging fixed overdue fees, just ask the patron to pay what they think is fair. (and of course many libraries have given up overdue fees at all)
TICTASH Fancy Dress. Today I heard that fancy dress is expected at my grandson’s 18th birthday party on Saturday. I have no idea what to choose and there is not a lot of time. Fancy dress is fine for kids and young people but not for a motley crew of grannies and other assorted ancient relatives.
I always go to such events in my usual clothes. They are the same as '1950's fancy dress'. Including the fancy waistcoat and posh pocket watch. Oh, and the hat. Or, Mrs RR says, go as an 'absent minded professor'. She can go, like my sister, as the 'wacky artist'. So no change there.
Do you have a white bedsheet somewhere? Add a bit of greenery from your garden and dada! Caesar.
Personally I love fancy dress, but I do think people should be given sufficient notice. When I have organised fancy dress parties, I also had a few masks/accessories hanging around for people who didn't have anything.
No theme that I am aware of.
I have a loathing of all things Halloweenlike which restricts me somewhat.
I do still have my old school tie and beret with prefect’s tassel, so I might go as a schoolgirl?
I really do not want to go along with this whole idea and be stuck in some uncomfortable costume for the evening and I guess I am not the only one to think this way. Add to that, I can’t get a lift with anyone, so no alcohol. At least I can probably escape early.
Once when I was in France with the school exchange, staying in a fellow teacher’s home, I was told on the day itself that the social event we were going to was fancy dress. My host looked at what I had with me and suggested I should go as an English Lady. I approved.
The idea of wearing school uniform again would be a terror beyond the ghastliest Hallowe'en hallucination I can imagine. A very stiff drink would be needed to cope with it.
The idea of wearing school uniform again would be a terror beyond the ghastliest Hallowe'en hallucination I can imagine. A very stiff drink would be needed to cope with it.
When we lived in Orkney, a couple of my rather wackier colleagues decided they were going to build a longship and have a small-scale Up Helly Aa' do, complete with burning of said vessel, and encouraged people to dress as Vikings.
David, whose idea of fun didn't really include dressing up, wore what he'd worn to work (a suit and tie - he was a teacher in those days) and said he was going as a Viking chartered accountant ...
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(*) not I think any more celtic than the average lowland Scot.
Well, shit. I'm sorry.
I've got my COVID shot on Friday, as surgery's coming up--hoping not to catch it anyway in the two weeks intervening!
About 2.5 servings per container. I see this more and more. What should one do with 2.5 servings? I suppose it could be two adults and one child. I think it is a way to cut down and keep the price the same as when most things said 3 servings per container.
Or it's to make it look healthier by reducing the energy value vs. 2 servings per container. Either way, it's nonsense, and it's because food manufacturers are allowed to make it up as they go along.
Difficult Relative has a genuine, serious, but entirely predictable, emergency this morning and asked us to confirm we could help, giving us less than 1 hour to confirm. And we've said no.
I did suggest to the NE Man two weeks ago that perhaps we should pencil "possible emergency" to our calendar, and he said there were too many variables for us to make a sensible "what we will do if DR has an emergency" so we didn't.
Apparently I could foresee a possible emergency, but DR didn't foresee it at all.
Aaargh!!!!
Hope thedifficult relative's emergency gets sorted one way or another @North East Quine
There is a small leak between the cistern and the loo in the Ark. It has been partially cured on more than one occasion, but nowadays I simply place a J-cloth (
40p. Twice! At least they were spotlessly clean.
Even worse, the lights were on a timer, so there was I minding my own business then plunged into darkness, with just a shaft of sunlight from the skylight!
Amen.
I went to the dentist today, parked in the street where I usually park, headed to the meter cash in hand and saw a sign "To make life easier, this meter is now pay-by-app only."
As I had the cash ready and did not have the app, it did not make my life easier. My appointment was in 20 mins time.
I started to download the app, but step 5. was "type in your mobile phone no." and I don't know my number off by heart. So I had to find paper and pen, look up my number under "settings" write down the number and start over.
Suspecting that I wasn't going to get it done in time I decided to just risk parking without paying, set off walking to the dentist and round the corner I saw a meter which took cash! So I got back in the car to park there, but then noticed the road was "no left turn" so I drove round the whole block to get to the space, parked, put my cash in and nothing happened.
A passer by said "you have to pay by app, putting cash in doesn't count. "
At this point I had no more time, so jogged to the dentist, arriving 1 min late and struggling to catch my breath (jogging is not my thing).
I was still puffing when I got into the dentist chair and had to explain I wasn't a nervous patient and I wasn't panicking. My lovely dentist said that if I was parked without paying, he'd be as quick as possible.
Fortunately no sign of a parking ticket when I got back to the car. Given that there was £2.50 in the meter which had been in my purse only 30 minutes earlier, I would have felt deeply aggrieved to be fined for not paying.
It didn't occur to me to take a photo of the instructions for the app, so I'm going to have to make another trip to the vicinity of the dentist to get the app ahead of my next appointment.
This "pay by app" scheme for everything has been devised by non-thinking people who don't realise that not everyone wishes to be, or indeed is able to be, digital. It's a worrying trend.
There is a park a ten minute walk away with a free car park; I might use it next time and walk.
That's a weird principle I've noticed in other areas of my life. When i was a free-lance writer and tutor in my youth, I would generally say "pay me what you think it's worth" or similar to my clients, and they usually came back with a much more generous wage than i would have set myself. Of course, this only works if the people have some basic awareness of what going rates are in the field--people who have absolutely no idea may get you a Starbucks card. And i suspect that with donations for a loo or other situation, they need a basic awareness of the costs. But once they have that, yeah, most people are generous.
I did suggest to Our Place's Powers That Be that it might be worth
trying the 'donations welcome' approach, as an experiment, but it was as though I'd once again been trying to introduce the worship of Mithras, or Baal...
You remind me of a time 30 years ago, when we had a rather large congregation made up of 25 percent elderly English-speaking Germanic heritage cradle Lutherans, with the rest being newly converted Vietnamese-speakers who had never encountered peculiar customs like the "potluck" or silent auction before. Well, we had a Vietnamese family that got burned out of their apartment, losing thousands of dollars in cash the father had been hiding under a mattress... and as people do, we decided to have a meal and silent auction using donated goods--cheap glassware, an old calculator, random office supplies ...
The German-Americans followed their culture and dutifully bid 30 cents or fifty cents for the glassware. The Vietnamese came along, said (mentally) "What the fuck is this?" since they had never done it before, but knew it was meant to benefit the family... and opened bidding at fifty dollars. You understand, these are brand new refugees resettled less than two years ago, working for minimum wage, and poorer than church mice. But generous! So the auction quickly stopped being silent, and turned into a raucous party, with people bidding a hundred dollars on a busted tv set and the like. You should have seen the Germanic-Americans' eyes! When we ran out of goods to auction, we started bidding on random intangibles. I remember our district mission exec got "sold" for the price of $250.00 to sing "Jesus loves me" then and there. When it was all over, we'd collected maybe six thousand dollars? And no alcohol taken, though you'd never know it to hear the laughter and screaming!
I always go to such events in my usual clothes. They are the same as '1950's fancy dress'. Including the fancy waistcoat and posh pocket watch. Oh, and the hat. Or, Mrs RR says, go as an 'absent minded professor'. She can go, like my sister, as the 'wacky artist'. So no change there.
Personally I love fancy dress, but I do think people should be given sufficient notice. When I have organised fancy dress parties, I also had a few masks/accessories hanging around for people who didn't have anything.
(I love dressing up, at any opportunity, so I always have something suitable in my wardrobe!)
I have a loathing of all things Halloweenlike which restricts me somewhat.
I do still have my old school tie and beret with prefect’s tassel, so I might go as a schoolgirl?
I really do not want to go along with this whole idea and be stuck in some uncomfortable costume for the evening and I guess I am not the only one to think this way. Add to that, I can’t get a lift with anyone, so no alcohol. At least I can probably escape early.
Once when I was in France with the school exchange, staying in a fellow teacher’s home, I was told on the day itself that the social event we were going to was fancy dress. My host looked at what I had with me and suggested I should go as an English Lady. I approved.
David, whose idea of fun didn't really include dressing up, wore what he'd worn to work (a suit and tie - he was a teacher in those days) and said he was going as a Viking chartered accountant ...
(Or camping).