Juno,I was having this very same convo with my buddy [coz I’ve got a buddy…although he calls himself a ‘carer’-still,that’s just semantics] and I was saying that as a youngster,I had a collection of sheath-knives,penknives,catapults,air pistols,etc…and it never OCCURRED to us,ANY of us,to use a sheath-knife or a penknife as a weapon in a punch-up. [and growing up in a series of children’s homes,punch-ups were frequent],but forgotten totally within a few hours when something interesting captured our imaginations…like jumping off cliffs into the sea,building bikes from parts,making bonfires,making stilts,shoving Click in the river…ohh,everything.
Today’s kids seem to have myopia by the age of ten,huge thumbs,NO friends they’ve actually met-and have no idea regarding constellations or actually reading an actual map,actually…that fkn Google Earth thing does NOT count as having ‘orienteering skills’,m’kay?
I shudder to think what will happen to future generations when all this technology ceases to function, something on a small scale occurred in Canada I think some years back, everything electrical just stopped for a few hours, folks were like headless chickens, it would be a good idea to hang on to some of the old manual map reading and sense of direction skills methinks, not to mention a few candles and an old billycan for the tea.;-)
Watched another program on BBC4 tonight, I’m always slagging them off but I’m a sucker for this type of thing, this one was called “Aliens” you know the kind of program, is there anyone out there, if so please show yourself. A collection of over educated heads being asked if they think we are alone, as if they were any wiser than the ordinary man in the street, your guess and mine are just as good as theirs. One bloke made me laugh when it sunk into me what he actually said “Who knows, alien bacteria could be right under our noses” Ever find any alien bacteria under your nose?, no I won’t go there, might offend someone.;-)
Name and Shame Jem, we need to know the 0.1% of bacteria that THICK Domestos won’t deal with.
Oh,spitfire,SHAME on you! You’ve never heard of the Point-Nought-One ‘Anti-Dom’ germ?
It’s known in the trade as ‘Wellard’ and swigs Domestos like it was made of Yaegerbombs!
There were tough decisions to be made in the days of the “Back to Back”, should we go down that Entry or Dysentery?
It does make one wonder what happens to the 1% that get away, they must be delighted with themselves, like winning the Lotto. Maybe when they grow a few extra cells they will form themselves into an army of super survivors then that’ll be the end of us all, no amount of Jayes Fluid would see that lot off, time to get back to the lab and figure out a way to get the full monty on the lot of them.
I remember reading about this tiny creature who lives in human eyelashes, one wouldn’t want to delve too much into the strange alien inhabitants of the they human body, one could end up going nuts altogether, best to convince ourselves we are all made of sugar and spice and all things nice, you’ll sleep much better that way.
The One That Got Away.
As I looked down into the bowl to see if it was clean
It was immaculate, spotless with a lovely sheen
Suddenly a voice called to me from way below the rim
A tiny muscle man was shouting, making an awful din
“Ah ha you missed me, have yeh nothin’ stronger?”
“Wait til I get me blowtorch and you won’t be around much longer"
You can’t beat the old fashioned ways, a good blow lamp and a sound hammer will just about kill off anything.;-)
In the Forum, the mighty Forum
The Spion sleeps tonight
In the Forum, the mighty Forum
The Spion Sleeps tonight
A Wum away, a Wum away
A Wum away, a Wum away
The Spion sleeps tonight………………………….
Nice composure there Spitty.
Methinks the days of the WUM are numbered, it’s a very exhausting practice and required absolute dedication, sometimes the over enthusiastic wum in an effort to reply stingingly and rapidly will shoot himself/herself in the foot by mixing the names up and end up slagging the person who was egging him/her on, I’ve seen it happen on this very forum, yes my friend you need to be on your toes all the time to be a good wum, they are dying out fast.
Is a female WUM addressed as a WUMAN?
Dunno wot’s going on…suddenly,for last several days,I’m getting nothing/zero/nada/buggerall/zilch/nieta AND no notifications as well,too,also.
I haven’t changed the email addy or password…have I been banned or summink? I’m only able to ask yous fellas [and fellarettes,natch] as I’ve sneaked in via burning a virgin & chanting rotational algorithmic equations. [well,I say ‘virgin’-actually,it’s a teddy bear-but it’s not had sex for,ooh,weeks]
The usual method [i.e;click email addy and open relevant site] is coming up empty each time for several days now…is it summink I said? I’m just suddenly receiving a LOT of nothingness.
Hello Pug 
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That’s the problem when you get too used to routine Pug.
I never get into routine since I retired, it’s not a good thing in this unpredictable world. I looked at me emails all last week and although I did contribute to several threads there was no notifications, fair enough says I to meself, somethings gone bongalong again, and then sure enough there was a notification put up by Azz today to say he had switched things around, things go wrong for a reason and I am a very patient man, I just relax and lie back until they right themselves again, saves a lot of stress on the old ticker, if they don’t come right then it’s no problem either, me time’s me own, what’s left of it that is.;-)
PS. Give that bear of yours a wallop, I haven’t had sex for a while either but you don’t hear me complaining.
The house was full today with the wife’s sisters, all yapping away like a cackle of hens.
Talking about Women reminds me of the very first time I saw Sinead O’Connor down in the Furry Glen.
Ah t’was down by the Glenside I met a young Woman
There wasn’t a hair on her head nor a sign of it commin
I listened a while to the song she was hummin
All about a man who made a mess of her plumbin.
Well,I’ve sneaked in via the ‘back door’ again Jem,as for some reason I’m suddenly unable to receive posts. Meh…I’ll just carry on playing chess/guitar/harmonica,while [usually] reading whatever tome has taken my fancy this time. [it’s amazing how many books I have-last count was over 3,000-nearly all of them to do with subjects that would bore the frillies off a sensible person,which is why they hold me fascinated. Other people have a social life-I have books.
Yesterday,I actually [at his request,I’d like to say] read aloud to my mate Malcolm,a few pages of the dissertation I wrote for one of my degrees.
I was actually embarrassed at how much depth I went into,concerning the subject matter [which isn’t important here]. BUT-having completed the reading,I then read out a few of the poems [which were all in the same folder-a folder I haven’t opened for 20 years +!] I wrote them waaaaay back in the 80’s-all of them totally nuts! Oh,boy-even I was amazed at just how diverse my weird mind really is…some of those bloody silly poems had him laughing aloud-yet I can hardly remember writing them,as it was just a case of ‘write it as you think it and don’t alter it in an effort to ‘improve’ it’. No wonder the teddy bear won’t have sex with me-if I was that teddy,nor would I!!!
Isn’t it amazing when we look back at some of the stuff we wrote years ago, the things that concerned us and worried us, laughable when you think of it now, the things that made us happy, and of course the silly lourve stuff. My missus still has two love letters I wrote to her when I was 15!, whenever she want’s to make me suffer and cringe she takes them out and reads them aloud, Christ it kills me and renders me helpless to retort, it’s like Jem kryptonite and as long as they are in her possession SHE HAS THE POWER, I can never find out where she hides them, so any amorous youngish bucks out there be warned of what words you put on paper to your loved one. ;-)
Books? I had thousands of them and had to give them all away, couldn’t leave them in the shed, no space and it’s damp sometimes there in Winter, I still have a few I wouldn’t part with, especially my complete collection of Agatha Christies works. they will never go, alright she was no genius at literature, a pop writer, but her plots and hidden wit always appealed to me, she was a classy Lady with a bit of devilment in her.
Right-yesterday,Lofty,my pooch [he’s a Dachshund] suddenly collapsed,making whinging noises. it’s SO unlike my bouncy,whizzy Lofty,that having checked what I could,I whizzed him to the vet [20 miles] where,after various checks,they asked if he could stay overnight. Today,I turn up at 1pm to collect him,to discover they’ve made an appointment with an emergency clinic,in Newmarket,as they think he’s been poisoned!!! Right-off I zoom with Lofty,to Newmarket. Not saying I broke any laws,but I arrived there 5 minutes before I left the vet’s in Witham. [well,it’s Lofty,he’s in pain,in need of help pdq-and he’s my friend] After various examinations and x-rays,plus a little bit of exploratory work,they too believe he’s been poisoned. They drained blood from his chest cavity,plus other stuff they did I won’t bore you with. Lofty is still there-I had to leave him so they can prep him for surgery tomorrow and if necessary MAJOR surgery on Thursday. I came home alone. The journey took just a wee tad longer,coming home… Now-Bob,down the lane from me,had his dog poisoned just three weeks ago. TWO weeks ago,Jenny’s Bull Terrier was poisoned likewise. If…no,**** if…WHEN,I find the bastard who poisoned my friend Lofty [and I WILL find the bastard] keep your eyes on your news channels and papers. I did this shit for a living once-I haven’t forgotten how. No,before anyone kicks in,I am NOT threatening.
I am stating intention. ok-I’ll leave now…
That is sad news Pug. What kind of sick bastards would do that to a dog or any defenceless animal, evil is the only word for it, pure evil.
I sincerely hope things work out for Lofty Pug, a very upsetting time for you I know, fingers crossed for him.
[STILL can’t get notifications re topics,to my inbox-even though I’ve done the required changes to how I receive them…so,in via the back door again]
Now,Lofty,my little friend. He’s had primary surgery-they found his blood vessels are being blocked by a ‘lump’ in his chest…“that can be caused only by forceful impact…ie, being kicked violently and more than once”-PLUS,that excellent vet has also found the results of poisoning in his organs,which are badly affected and which has caused a cancerous tumour in his digestive system. I’m unable to sleep-isn’t that stupid…a grown man,former Merchant Navy,former Royal Marine,retired EOD321 operative…unable to sleep just because his Dachshund has been kicked.
Yet,somehow,I feel no shame or embarrassment about it. Lofty has never hurt anyone,wags furiously at the slightest excuse,sleeps on any surface he likes,jumps out on the cats and shouts BOO! without hurting them,woofs furiously when anyone approaches my doors and bashes up any post that dares to come through the letterbox. [it’s expected,in Puggy Villas,that all letters will have toothmarks in them] Damn it,I just can NOT sleep until he’s either safely home,or worst scenario,out of pain and running through the footpaths in Doggy Heaven as he chases a butterfly…
but may God have mercy on the one who kicked & poisoned him-because I won’t I won’t.
[sorry for this post,people…sod it,I’m just…I dunno…it’s Lofty…]
This is the wild,ferocious,snarling missile of death,who at any instant,is ready to go for your throat…or your sofa…or armchair…
[I can’t work out how to get JUST the pic-sorry again]
Pug, firstly I want to say how sorry I am to hear about your little dog Lofty, I truly hope the vet can help him recover from this.
Regarding your notifications … when you make the changes to how you wish to receive them, please make sure you scroll to the very bottom of the page and click ‘SAVE CHANGES’.