Southerners: You are urged not to travel unless absolutely necessary.
Northerners: You will need your big coat.![]()
They make the same joke in the UK as well..except it's Geordies..you'll need a Jumper..
Southerners: You are urged not to travel unless absolutely necessary.
Northerners: You will need your big coat.![]()
I'd refer you back to that Jonathan Pie video.I agree, but to tell a dying man to book an appointment on a day you know your are shut???
I agree, it's the people at the "coal face" who do all the work with little reward, whilst upper management, the quangos, the beneficiaries of PFI contracts, pharmaceutical companies, etc. continue to suck more money out, no matter how much of the tax payers money is pumped in to the bottomless pit.I'd refer you back to that Jonathan Pie video.
But in real terms, more people will die without action.
My wife works in high dependency ICU, so even though they all voted to strike, it's unlikely any of them will walk out. So there are limits they wont go to, but if you can give a better course of action then they'd be all ears.
I agree with you 100%.Slightly different subject here but still involving the "little man/woman" at the coal face getting turned over, maybe.
Christmas eve the 'phone rings. It's No2 son, nothing unusual in that, he rings me all the time. However on this occasion he wants to know if I know where he can get a second hand wheel and tyre (alloy) for a Hundai i10. It's Christmas eve son, or hadn't you noticed?
Well, turns out his wife's best friend has just called to deliver presents for the kids (the two families are close with their kids playing together often) and she misjudged the stupid built out kerb near his house and took out the N/S/F tyre - big gash in sidewall - and damaged the rim (actually slightly bent according to him. "Don't think you could just bash it out Dad"). Luckily he's become very good friends with his local garage owner so I suggested he ring him as I couldn't think of anything I could do on Christmas eve. Thankfully the garage guy didn't mind being rung at all and he suggested dropping the wheel round to the workshop when they reopened on Tuesday. He, the garage guy, is friends with a chap who has an alloy refurbishment business and told my boy he could sort the wheel problem out and fit and balance a new tyre for £130 max - quite possibly less if the wheel doesn't "fight" them to much. In the meantime my boy fitted the spacesaver, in the pouring rain, to get her home. Makes me proud of you son! - luckily it had an inflated spacesaver
So, yesterday I rang my boy to suggest he goes round, picks up the wheel and takes it to the garage to save her the journey - The husband is quite severely disabled so they can do with people helping them - Oh Dad, I was just about to ring you because that was exactly what I was going to do but she said she'd been thinking about it and she wouldn't be able to feel confident in a wee garage doing a makeshift repair like that so she'd already taken it to "You Know Who" fast fitter of tyres, as she felt she could trust a repair done by a large professional organization like them. I've yet to see the result but my son tells me the wheel looks untouched and the damage to the rim is still very evident. A new tyre has been fitted and the bill shows a "wheel alignment" charged. Totaling just south of £140. I'm very much reserving judgement on this and I'm hoping to see the car next Tuesday when we will be picking up the grandchildren for a day out. I'm feeling somewhat underwhelmed just now though and I'm not too keen on the idea of the Toe having been checked (I very much doubt if a full alignment check would have been done for that sort of money?) with an obviously damaged wheel in place.
I'd have been much happier to have seen her going to the wee village garage and perhaps ending up with the wheel specialist if a serious problem was found.
What do you guys think?
Heh Jock! Nothing wrong with Devon housewives, built for comfort , not speedAs you'll all know by now, I'm a little more than "nervous" about the condition of Becky's rear axle (tin worm). She's soldiering on well but the spring pans, O/S especially, are pretty rusty with bits flaking off. This morning Mrs J, her sister and my daughter have decided to go off to the local retail park - Craigleith - for a bit of retail therapy before we all, including my boy's and their families, all meet up at the local Pizza Express for a clan gathering meal. Mrs J keeps herself reasonably trim - but she's no anorexic - however my daughter is a person of substantial proportions and sister in law might be best described to have proportions commensurate with the typical "Devon Housewife" - no offence meant to Devon Housewives but I'm sure you get the picture?
The approach to the retail park and within the park itself are littered with speed bumps, some being those very sharp rubber ones which are screwed down, so this will be a very real test of her spring pans. I'm staying, nervously, within listening distance of the 'phone meantime.
Hell yes!It was great to see our oldest daughter, her hubs, and our two granddaughters over Christmas. It was also great to wave good bye to them as they started their two day drive back home. Mrs.Cheest and I started to reclaim our home but have decided to kick back and watch bad movies instead. Old people naps are also figured in to that.
Now our septic system will have some time to recover. Mrs.Cheest and I normally run the dishwasher two, maybe three times a week. Washer & drier usually once a week. Dishwasher ran twice a day and the washer was every other day. Mrs. Cheest changes out her tea cup once a week. My coffee mug gets washed whenever Mrs.Cheest can get it away from me. The kids changed out their cups twice a day. As far as bathing, my teenage granddaughter was everyday. The youngest kids was whenever I said, "Christ, kid. You stink. Go take a shower."Hell yes!
Many years ago, we had a trip to Scotland. Train from Bristol to Edinburgh, taxi to hotel, then hire a car for tour around Scotland. My partner loaded two suitcases, in addition to my one small one. I said, "if you can't carry it, you can't take it", as we would need to do a bit of walking, in and out of stations, etc. The luggage got condensed to a very small case.Booked a family holiday...then immediately thought "balls, last time we did this I had a bigger car and it was stacked to the roof".
Checked the boot to see if cases fit technically yes..with no room for anything else and no view out of the back window.
Not to worry, plenty of time let's look at hiring a bigger car... 380 quid for an MPV..sorry SUV and all its gonna do is sit in a car park for the duration of the holiday with a total mileage of about 150 miles.
Ok...time for a bit of lateral thinking what else can I rent? Roofbox...yeah that may be happening. Even a 330 will double my available space. May have to buy roofbars..though they will come in handy next IKEA trip.
You can't really say that to a small child though...you'll get to the other end and find his weeks worth of packing comprises an empty fruit shoot, a sock that for no readily apparent reason contains a wooden hotdog and someone elses shoes. Which he would be entirely happy with...I might not be when 5 minutes after arrival he jumps into the nearest mud puddle and goes face first.Many years ago, we had a trip to Scotland. Train from Bristol to Edinburgh, taxi to hotel, then hire a car for tour around Scotland. My partner loaded two suitcases, in addition to my one small one. I said, "if you can't carry it, you can't take it", as we would need to do a bit of walking, in and out of stations, etc. The luggage got condensed to a very small case.
The reason for that diatribe, is, might be an opportunity to seriously cut what you take. Consider 'need' against 'want'. Or, go with a roofbox. Get one large enough to put a nagging passenger in, if necessary.
Things tend to multiply as you get older, mid 70s first wife and I went on a canal barge holiday for a week and took all food and clothing etc. needed in a Fiat 500, 250 odd miles flat out most of the way 55mph and 55 mpg, but slightly deafYou can't really say that to a small child though...you'll get to the other end and find his weeks worth of packing comprises an empty fruit shoot, a sock that for no readily apparent reason contains a wooden hotdog and someone elses shoes. Which he would be entirely happy with...I might not be when 5 minutes after arrival he jumps into the nearest mud puddle and goes face first.
It'll be doable main issue is the cases were bought for a different car. In the old one you could lie them flat side by side on the boot floor but not possible now. That and it's one of those "active" holidays so it's not 300 changes of evening wear it'll be things like wellies and changes of clothes, swim stuff for 3 people.
The 2 cases was enough for me and the wife for 18 days when we went away without him..but children do rather accumulate crap.
I'm hoping stuff required will have reduced, last time we went away he was still potty training so we had all sorts of fun and games and about 300 outfits.Things tend to multiply as you get older, mid 70s first wife and I went on a canal barge holiday for a week and took all food and clothing etc. needed in a Fiat 500, 250 odd miles flat out most of the way 55mph and 55 mpg, but slightly deaf.