Tea?

[classic33]

Up to ma airms in bleach.
bleach always smells clean..
only need original Lifeguard brought back

Ah jist canna be bovvered wit' da lympics...
Cycling will get a look but nah to the rest....

I'm always busy..
the day is wasted if I haven't done anything useful...
I see some lightning activity over Manc way plus down in the valleys..
would be handy to clear the muggy air...

Must be painful further down if yer up to yer armpits. Dirty work done?

Lifeguard or lifebuoy soap, the latter was banned for being too harsh.
Feel the same missen, on't Olympics this time round.

You've been busy then?

We'd some distant thunder earlier, nowt now.

 

[Bobby Mhor]

Morning all
Doesn't time fly when you are having fun..
Dragging here

Must be painful further down if yer up to yer armpits. Dirty work done?

Lifeguard or lifebuoy soap, the latter was banned for being too harsh.
Feel the same missen, on't Olympics this time round.

You've been busy then?

We'd some distant thunder earlier, nowt now.

Lifebouy? carbolic, no
but nice smell..

 

[classic33]

Morning all
Doesn't time fly when you are having fun..
Dragging here

Lifebouy? carbolic, no
but nice smell..

Owdo
You're not having fun, in the sun! You'll have to find summat to do, idle hands and all that.

No perfume in it either, which is what attracts the midges.

Morning??

 

[oldwheels]

Up to ma airms in bleach.
bleach always smells clean..
only need original Lifeguard brought back

Ah jist canna be bovvered wit' da lympics...
Cycling will get a look but nah to the rest....

I'm always busy..
the day is wasted if I haven't done anything useful...
I see some lightning activity over Manc way plus down in the valleys..
would be handy to clear the muggy air...

When I worked on a dairy farm we always smelled of bleach in the mornings as the milk dishes were washed in hot water with a dose of bleach. Certainly cleaner hands than when we were doing the actual milking.

 

[Bobby Mhor]

Owdo
You're not having fun, in the sun! You'll have to find summat to do, idle hands and all that.

No perfume in it either, which is what attracts the midges.

Morning??

just over 2 mile from home, is one mofo of a dual hill, I have done the first part before but today, I got brave and failed drastically on both, I got 2/3 up the first and on the steeper section, I got round what seemed almost an vertical bend and no, no more as it got steeper. I milked it (not related to any recent post).. I did complete the last 1/2 mile upwards, I was glad of an almost 1.5 ml downhill home..
I tried...

When I worked on a dairy farm we always smelled of bleach in the mornings as the milk dishes were washed in hot water with a dose of bleach. Certainly cleaner hands than when we were doing the actual milking.

I had to muck the coos out when milking was done on my year on a farm(1970), they never gave me any udder jobs...
Farm work I was paid not bad but my, they fed you well, I'd get my breakfast, lunch and tea before I went home.
As many spuds as you could carry, an odd hen, eggs aplenty too...
Old Mrs T used to slip me a couple of quid weekly as she said her daughter was a miserable git

 

[Mo1959]

just over 2 mile from home, is one mofo of a dual hill, I have done the first part before but today, I got brave and failed drastically on both, I got 2/3 up the first and on the steeper section, I got round what seemed almost an vertical bend and no, no more as it got steeper. I milked it (not related to any recent post).. I did complete the last 1/2 mile upwards, I was glad of an almost 1.5 ml downhill home..
I tried...

I had to muck the coos out when milking was done on my year on a farm(1970), they never gave me any udder jobs...
Farm work I was paid not bad but my, they fed you well, I'd get my breakfast, lunch and tea before I went home.
As many spuds as you could carry, an odd hen, eggs aplenty too...
Old Mrs T used to slip me a couple of quid weekly as she said her daughter was a miserable git

What’s the thing you took a pic off? Looks like a concrete seat

 

[oldwheels]

just over 2 mile from home, is one mofo of a dual hill, I have done the first part before but today, I got brave and failed drastically on both, I got 2/3 up the first and on the steeper section, I got round what seemed almost an vertical bend and no, no more as it got steeper. I milked it (not related to any recent post).. I did complete the last 1/2 mile upwards, I was glad of an almost 1.5 ml downhill home..
I tried...

I had to muck the coos out when milking was done on my year on a farm(1970), they never gave me any udder jobs...
Farm work I was paid not bad but my, they fed you well, I'd get my breakfast, lunch and tea before I went home.
As many spuds as you could carry, an odd hen, eggs aplenty too...
Old Mrs T used to slip me a couple of quid weekly as she said her daughter was a miserable git

As students we did everything including mucking the byre. The other guy Wee George mistimed his run up the midden plank once and went over the top head first after the barrow. How how all laughed.
We did get fed, porridge to start breakfast and also at tea time. The old farmer [we worked for his son ] said he got porridge 3 times a day when he first started.

 

[Mo1959]

As students we did everything including mucking the byre. The other guy Wee George mistimed his run up the midden plank once and went over the top head first after the barrow. How how all laughed.
We did get fed, porridge to start breakfast and also at tea time. The old farmer [we worked for his son ] said he got porridge 3 times a day when he first started.

I remember dad telling me some of the wives on the farms would make a big batch of porridge and it got put into a drawer and could be sliced up and eaten later. Ever hear of that?

 

[classic33]

just over 2 mile from home, is one mofo of a dual hill, I have done the first part before but today, I got brave and failed drastically on both, I got 2/3 up the first and on the steeper section, I got round what seemed almost an vertical bend and no, no more as it got steeper. I milked it (not related to any recent post).. I did complete the last 1/2 mile upwards, I was glad of an almost 1.5 ml downhill home..
I tried...

I had to muck the coos out when milking was done on my year on a farm(1970), they never gave me any udder jobs...
Farm work I was paid not bad but my, they fed you well, I'd get my breakfast, lunch and tea before I went home.
As many spuds as you could carry, an odd hen, eggs aplenty too...
Old Mrs T used to slip me a couple of quid weekly as she said her daughter was a miserable git

Well, you can say you tried, and you had the freewheel trip home. Tomorrow you can try again.

Done the mucking out, the silage pit. Speed getting faster as the draws got closer/shorter. Table set for two meals a day, and she didn't scrimp either with the food. Being "from the city", I wasn't expected to last. Tramming was another where once started, there was no stopping until the work was complete.

 

[Bobby Mhor]

What’s the thing you took a pic off? Looks like a concrete seat

It was..
I thought it unusual..

haven't seen anything like it before, right down to the fabric pattern imprint..
Strong seat, it took me

As students we did everything including mucking the byre. The other guy Wee George mistimed his run up the midden plank once and went over the top head first after the barrow. How how all laughed.
We did get fed, porridge to start breakfast and also at tea time. The old farmer [we worked for his son ] said he got porridge 3 times a day when he first started.

I could eat it three times a day, the meal I most look forward to..
but I think it might be a bore after a while.
Sadly there was a tragedy many years later on that farm I worked at.
I had to say the report they gave the Buroo made good reading, I got the call to come in and explain it even though I was working, they wanted me to verify if it was believable..it wasn't, the writings of a warped mind..

Well, you can say you tried, and you had the freewheel trip home. Tomorrow you can try again.

Done the mucking out, the silage pit. Speed getting faster as the draws got closer/shorter. Table set for two meals a day, and she didn't scrimp either with the food. Being "from the city", I wasn't expected to last. Tramming was another where once started, there was no stopping until the work was complete.

I enjoyed it but the son was a plonker,
his mum thought the proverbial sun shone somewhere..
You could leave a job one day and start another the next, I did try lots of various but I did avoid the shipyards...

 

[oldwheels]

I remember dad telling me some of the wives on the farms would make a big batch of porridge and it got put into a drawer and could be sliced up and eaten later. Ever hear of that?

It is a common folk tale but I never saw any evidence of it anywhere. My grandparents were crofters and I was on a few farms. It is one of those stories I think where it is always a friend of a friend gave the information but they cannot remember exactly which one.
An uncle in who had been in the army said the jocks knew when a really tall tale was coming as they started with “ in the glen where I lived” even tho’ they actually lived in a Glasgow tenement.

 

[Bobby Mhor]

Morning
another

 

[classic33]

Morning
another

Owdo
Supped

 

[Bobby Mhor]

Owdo
Supped

Hot out..
another venture out there and hot, hot and hot..
Mo time would have been the best idea, if this keeps up, might have to head out earlier.
Oh well, plenty others out 'suffering'

another

 

[Mo1959]

Hot out..
another venture out there and hot, hot and hot..
Mo time would have been the best idea, if this keeps up, might have to head out earlier.
Oh well, plenty others out 'suffering'

another

I wish I had gone out early although I enjoyed watching the cycling. Very lazy day. Hopefully manage out early tomorrow.