well the way I seez it iz - " there was dis fella - lets call him Yahweh who was a gardener I think and he got a bit of soil and made a mud man - then he pulled out a bit or mud rib and made a woe is she woman and den the fun started and now weez iz watchin " ollie that’s another fine mess you got me into" the metaphors are zooming around and the climate is changing and the icy mammoths may re-appear - now can anyone remember how to make a spear cos we may need em again? ps: gotta walk da dog - be back after you’ve figure out that one ??
I don’t do figures no more, numbers or shapes, the historicals are what they are, let them rest, its a brave new world (For someone else 
).
you were saying Jem??
@spitfire - you mean you haven’t got a figure no more and gettin out of shape - not enough walkin heh and too much sur on?
We have a wood burner stove as an emergency backup. I have several tonnes of wood but I’m not allowed to light up unless there is a power cut. It would save us money to use it through the Winter, but the ash makes a mess, even though I’m the one that cleans it up. The main problem though is that it makes my Aunty/MiL wheeze.
I’ve got a paper log maker as well, and considering the amount of paper that comes through the letter bo(llo)x, I could easily supplement the wood store for by quite a bit.
We have gas central heating, but we’ve put in several electrickery water 'otters, and I’m planning to put a big one in a kitchen cupboard to reduce our reliance on gas.
I really want to install a water turdbine but it is prohibitively expensive. It’s not just the purchase and installation cost, but the fact that I would need planning permission, even though it would be down a hole and out of site, that would cost me about £700. I would also need an abstraction licence, which I don’t need if I want to draw off water, but I do need if I want to put a small device into the flow.
That would be another £500 - 700.
So much for encouraging us to be self sustaining.
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Mornin Mr Fruity, I have been taking the energy readings every morning since the 1st of January in anticipation of the charge hike, when I get up I take the readings at around 6.30am at which point we have used £1.20p worth of Electricity, and £0.50p worth of Gas (whilst sleeping?), that would suggest, just keeping the boiler pilot light ignited costs about £1.50p per day or £45.00 per month so, am wondering about the connotations of switching the boiler off, even if its just overnight.
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I have noticed that I use gas and electric when I sleep as well. I can only assume its the fridge freezer, and as you say, the pilot light…but I wouldn’t switch the boiler off overnight, its a bit risky. The fridge plug is coming out though!
in Oz where we do us lectrics and gas sometimes we are advised to switch off all appliances at night at the wall! the last time I used the gas I was able to extract 3 old teeth quite painlessly! I live in a forestio surrounded by dead wood but we have neve considered a burner and yet once had one in the city - city folks like to play country folks!
If the teeth were whole, why did you extract them?
spots me old fella I think if you go back and read wot iz wot I wrote - I diz right “old” teeth surely?
watch my hands spits - the magician is at large or is that vanishin before your very eyes ? - wot did he say ? did he really - how rude! never mind I still love a touch of Worcestshire sauce in me porridge!
I haven’t much to say lately old bean, but I’m enjoying reading the posts.
Looking forward to the Grand National on Saturday, anyones race, stick a pin in the paper and take yer chances, watch out for specials from the bookies, some are paying up to 7 each way places.
Come Easter time I always think of a chap I knew who was a religious fanatic, he was a recovering alcoholic, it can happen to quite a few of them when they dry out I believe, anyway this chap must have been schizophrenic as well because he thought he was the three divine persons in the one God, the father son and holy ghost.
He had studied for the priesthood and failed on health grounds, he never got over that it seems. Ironic isn’t it, they were turning away hundreds of young men back then from the seminaries, now they can’t get any to enrol.
God help him he used to cut the palms of his hands at Easter time and bandage them up trying to imitate stigmata, he would spend all day in the church until it closed for the night.
I felt so sorry for the poor man when I was helping the ladies with the sweeping as they cleaned the church, he never moved from his kneeling position, we had to sweep around him. (part of the altar boys job was to help the lady volunteer cleaners out)
He eventually drowned himself and his body was hauled out of the Royal Canal by fire brigade men, I was in the watching crowd that cold April afternoon, not a pretty sight I can tell you. God rest his soul.
@Jem - Ah be Jamus Jem were ya get all these stories from - must be the luck of the Oirish?? - and theres that poppy fella ringin around the world handed out apologies to everyone and sunder - can’t keep his priests in hand heh? we never got many stories of people throwin themselves in the River Mersey - more than likely pushed in !! I was readin recently that they are attempting to open up another direct ferry 'cross the mersey to New Brighton - god us kids thought we’d gone to heaven when we were taken there - as we got off the ferry and hit the tarmac it was covered in scouser gold - sand!! and no one carryin cell phones and talkin to themselves! - my son used to impose an E free day in his household - no one could use the internet or cell phones between the hrs of 8am to 8pm now he was tellin me last night that he had given up on that one too much pressure from the kids!!
all us oldies must think sometimes the world has gone crazy but no one else thinks so too busy on their phones? so here’s a little song to cheer yuz all up!!
well he sat upon the ferry
with his bucket in his hand
singin when I get to brighton
gonna dig up all the sand!
his da said don’t be silly lad
there is far far too much sand
he said doesn’t matter Da
I can use both of me hands!
once the gangplank had been lowered
He was out like the winner from the Grand
his bucket and his spade scoopin up the sand
he dug and dug and dug all day
moving all the sand around
but when it came to leave that night
all he left behind was sand!!
© gumbud
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The end of a Milennium?
We found him in the city
with a malaise we’d never seen
‘cause for all the years we’d known him
well he made us shine and gleam
we chatted and cajoled him
and tried to pull his leg
but ya could tell there was a sadness
and it was deep within his well
we had lost a few along the way
Our buddies through and through
but the rest ‘well they had made it’
dusted off and stuck with glue
And we just seemed to be the same?
Give it what ya got just blast away
but he seemed to sing a different song
the tunes had gone away?
© gumbud
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Good word-smithering there Gum lad
I tank ya I tank ya muchly!
@Fruitcake - and he’s another to keep us all goin from down udder!!
A never never day
I sat in frangipani glade
the dogs stretched out in midday haze
the seaward breeze moved gentle leaves
this never never land can freeze!
the early morns now cool and sharp
Gone is that humid apple tart
but still the sun creeps up the sky
and by midday has drooped the eye
just sit it out till twilight comes
and off shore breezes hum their tunes
the never never freeze at night
need canvas swag till bleak sunlight
the welcome tinge of daylight dawns
as dew hangs heavy, still not warm
the ‘billy’ lets off steam not dew
and soon cold hands have thawed anew
© gumbud 2007
reminds me of Jem sittin in his freezin shed!!
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Anyone who sits in a Shed
Must be a bit of a nutter
They’re cold, dank, inhospitable
Just fit for storing clutter.
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surely not in Jem’s case
that’s where is jewellry is crafted
where he can escape Phyllis
and wet his old whistle
and play him a tune two or three?
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