There is now internet glue, it is called E-Poxy.
Tried that internet stuff Spitty, it’s no use, in fact it’s A-poxy glue.
I was always interested in glue, there are so many glues out there now for many different purposes (there’s that word again Gummy, sticking around ain’t they) but I have yet to find a glue to beat Araldite epoxy resin for a lasting strong bond. Remember this?
"In 1983 a visual stunt presentation was set up to show the strength of Araldite by gluing a yellow Ford Cortina to a billboard on Cromwell Road, London, with the tagline “It also sticks handles to teapots”. Later, to demonstrate more of its strength, a red Cortina was placed on top of the yellow Cortina, with the tagline “The tension mounts”. Finally, the car was removed from the billboard, leaving a hole on the billboard and a tagline “How did we pull it off?”
Anyway I’m off to the local now to glue meself to the bar.
A-raldite, E-rudite, what the ****, just get stuck in.
oh shut up!!!
yes I’m with araldite great stuff I have one tube on my left hand little finger then the next finger then the middle finger then the forefinger then the thumb - good job I’ve always picked me nose with my right hand - the araldite removal man is comin tomorrow and he has insisted I be blindfolded for the procedure - he says it will be painless from the waist down???
The thing about the bag Jem-it’s not to stop insects etc getting in,it’s to stop/contain any fumes that may seep out. Seems silly,yes-but to a sniffer dog at an airport,those fumes may seem very much akin to ‘bud’,when it’s crushed and dried. When I was in uniform,I once had to hold a really deep shrapnel wound on my oppo closed while the medic sealed it with superglue,ready to heli him out.
That one occasion was enough. From that day to this,I can’t stand the stuff.
But that ain’t what I popped in to talk about.
On Sunday,I spent the afternoon in a recording studio,playing guitar as overtrack for a play the BBC are putting out in September. [no,I have no idea of the date] To my COMPLETE surpise,Ray Davis was there. Unknown to me,he’d written the music I was playing. Wow-unexpected,or WHAT! Talking music with such a legendary icon was a genuine treat…I can die happy…
Gotta say,he is a really nice,decent,polite bloke. Respec’!
Sounds a nice encounter Pug, always rated the Kinks but didn’t know Ray was still working. I had a guitar once when I was around 12, but couldn’t get the hang of it so swapped it for a fishing rod…
I always thought that ray from the kinks was spelt Davies??
my BIL played with that Ray when he was first starting to form the band
That is logical, both use chords.
You should have told Ray to come on here, a SOUND lesson in Getting on with your Neighbours.
I’m glad you met your idol Pug, I remember seeing Ray Davies on an Irish TV chat show many years ago, he came across as a nice modest polite chap. If I remember correctly he was over here for some sort of specialist heart treatment at the Blackrock Clinic, long may he continue.
Thanks for explaining the holes in the plastic bags Pug, Scot’s home early, now the holes makes sense. God these TV ads really do get to you eventually don’t they.
Talking about sealing cuts with superglue, I used to have a small lump of beeswax at the side of the bench to lubricate the tiny sawblade in the sawframe, whenever I got a cut on my fingers I would melt a bit of wax and seal the cut to stop the bleeding, then I could continue working, after an hour or so the wax would fall off, but by that time the cut had closed. I believe they have been using wax to temporarily seal wounds for thousands of years. I reckon the hot wax kills any bacteria in the area and then closed the cut at the same time, but the wax is never too hot as to burn the skin.
now I am really confused there are two or more musicians called davis or davies - pug in your illuminating post your mentioned a davis not davies - which one is it? we are agag with curiosity!
Don’t pay attention to that Cromwell Road stunt with the cars stuck to the billboard, I would not recommend sticking handles to teapots using any type of glue, the risk of “Glue fatigue” is always present in all glues, and the danger of scalding from hot water is too great, best to chuck it out and buy a new teapot.
Except of course if it’s a Silver Queen Anne teapot (see picture below) with a Swan neck, pear shaped belly and three ball legs, as they say in the trade, then you should have it properly repaired ‘cos it’s worth a fortune.
If you thought Queen Victoria was dumpy and ugly, bet you didn’t know Queen Anne had three ball legs, a Swan neck, and a pear shaped belly. Who knows, maybe Quasimodo put her mother up the spout.
Sorry-I type the way most people use chopsticks…ie,rather messily. Ray Davies. I can’t ‘big it up’,because I had NO idea he was even in the studio, until,as I was packing my guitar away, a bloke came up to ask if he was correct in thinking it was a floating bridge on my guitar-I got it back out, showed it to him, we talked about the merits of various nut types, bridge types,strings,et al…and I STILL had no idea it was ‘him’…but in my defence,I had no idea he was even in Essex,let alone there in the studio, plus had no idea who’d written the score I’d been playing-I didn’t ask, no reason why I would. Y’go into the studio, tune to what they require, play a few sounding chords, run a bridge for the clarity…then off y’go. Yer scruffy ol’ Pug was lost in the music-I usually am once I get playing-so the queen could’ve been playing the tambourine beside me and I wouldn’t have noticed.
Sorry-it’s been that way since I was circa 5yo. I pick up a guitar and immediately I’m in a different universe…meh.
ah that explains it all - chopsticks ta!
talkin of which Jem - I have a collection of Richard Thompson cd’s - hope I’ve got the right spelling of his name - let me check it ! yes that’s correct and was listening to one tonight - he has an unusual style of music [probably Irish!] that grabs me and I understand is from your neck of the woods?
Frank, I think Frank is out of favour, there are very few Franks about nowadays, there used to be lots of them, but, there ain’t now, and it’s probably to late to list them
“Frankly my dear, I couldn’t give a damn” I’ve got bigger fish to fry.;-)
It’s very hot here and I’m having a few cold bottles of Smithwicks ale, a lovely sharp semi bitter ale from a very old firm (Established in 1710). The wife is out with her sisters living it up and I’m here with the dog minding the house, I don’t mind that, experience has taught me it pays off dividends in the long run to keep her happy.
Getting back to the ale, I decided to have some crackers and cheese with my drink so I got the crackers and took the pre sliced cheddar cheese out of the fridge, the cheese was cut in squares in one of those self sealing flat trays, when I buttered the crackers I placed a slice of cheese on one, low and behold it didn’t fit! It was too big a square and drooped over the edges of the cracker. I had to trim the sides to make it the proper fit, the dog got the trimmings much to his delight.
Who in their right mind would cut cheese in squares bigger than the size of a cracker? They are natural partners cheese and crackers, everybody knows that, and all crackers are the same standard size as the very first one baked by the brothers W&R Jacob in their Dublin bakery back in 1800’s, even Devon crackers are the same as Jacobs. Is it any wonder businesses are going to the wall these days? Cop on and cut the cheese to fit the cracker, you know it makes sense.
Crackers are Imperial, Cheese is Metric, Simples
I’m just not used to looking after meself grub wise Spitty, she doesn’t let me near her kitchen, says I always upset her layout once I’ve been at anything there, the whole place is alien to me, as far as I know eggs could come from trees, I went straight from my mother to another woman, avoiding kitchens and shopping in the process, it’s not my fault really.