classic33
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Hebden Bridge, via Rochdale way is your way then.
the recovery
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markg0vbr
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Not being a fantastic swimmer perhaps putting wheels on it and sailing on the road might be safer
byegad
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Nurse! He's gibbering again, fetch the canvas jacket and a large Cognac*. We'll tie his hands behind his back and trip him up. That we we get hours of entertainment watching him try to swear and stand up at the same time.**
*I like a snifter while being entertained.
**It's a well proven fact that he's incapable of doing one thing at the same time, let alone two things.
*I like a snifter while being entertained.
**It's a well proven fact that he's incapable of doing one thing at the same time, let alone two things.
classic33
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Always a head wind on that valley road, not suited to tacking.
byegad
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If we persuade him to make an amphibious yacht, with the prevailing winds in West Riding you'll soon have the East or North Riding declaring war for the export of a noxious substance. Meanwhile the thought of the SBGG tacking his concrete yacht against the wind on a busy main road brings a warm glow to my black heart.
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A concrete anphibious yacht is going to be sewn to the wind while riding westwards in Yorkshire.
What thread is he using?
SBGG will needle the help he can get.
What thread is he using?
SBGG will needle the help he can get.
byegad
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For the eddyfikashon of Speicher.
Tacking
To change a boat's direction, bringing the bow through the eye of the wind. To tack repeatedly, as when trying to sail to a point up wind of the boat.
The idea of him doing this on the M1 has me rolling on the library floor in delight.
Tacking
To change a boat's direction, bringing the bow through the eye of the wind. To tack repeatedly, as when trying to sail to a point up wind of the boat.
The idea of him doing this on the M1 has me rolling on the library floor in delight.
classic33
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All six lanes, or just one side?
byegad
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Let's hope he goes for the 6 lane option!
byegad
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Meanwhile, momentous news on the Embassy front. While in County Durham the staff have, over the years, expressed dissatisfaction over their accommodation. This has been disdainfully ignored by those of us who actually have a bedroom and anyway camping on the back lawn has many health benefits.
In a move which will have many a Yorkshireman and woman 'gobsmacked' and 'reet unchuffed', the Yorkshire government have decided to buy a larger Embassy just down the road from the old one. So sometime in the Spring, while myself and Lady Byegad are taking some time at Byegad Towers in God's own County of Yorkshire, the Embassy staff will move all of the Embassy and personal furnishings to the new premises. Once all of the hard work has been completed we will take up residence after of course representing our credentials to the Prince Bishop at the Court of Saint Cuddy.
I'm a little concerned about Lady Byegad's Grand Piano-Forte during the move. Obviously we will allow the staff to start moving it on a dry day, but as the average age of the staff is somewhat over 80 years of age*, getting it down from the attic in the old embassy and into the East wing of the new may prove fatal for some of them.
Once ensconced in the new Embassy we will have an even longer drive for people to be dragged down when their claim for assistance has been rejected, and we will need to redeploy one of the staff into care of the larger grounds, mainly raking the drive to hide the blood and minor body parts. At the moment their is an unhealthy competition among the staff trying to prove that they need to work in the warm.**
*There's good reason for this, most are hanging on for their owed back pay. Several of these individuals popping their clogs will save the Exchequer a small fortune so it's a win/win situation apparently. I can't see why as their chances of actually getting money from the York Exchequer is as close to zero as makes no matter.
**Yorkshire tax payers (All three of them***.) should rest assured that no money is wasted on heating the Embassy when Lady Byegad and my good self are not in residence. However as the York government pays (Or rather tries not to pay!) the bill for the Embassy we do tend to take up residence rather than waste our own money heating even a small part of Byegad Towers.
*** Believe it or not one of whom was the SBGG who was caught on a day of falling over and not getting up by our collection team of Ruddy Big Seth and his cudgel carrier Little Seth and effectively mugged. It is thought he is still searching under the sofa for his lost coin as post traumatic memory loss means he has no recollection of the event.
In a move which will have many a Yorkshireman and woman 'gobsmacked' and 'reet unchuffed', the Yorkshire government have decided to buy a larger Embassy just down the road from the old one. So sometime in the Spring, while myself and Lady Byegad are taking some time at Byegad Towers in God's own County of Yorkshire, the Embassy staff will move all of the Embassy and personal furnishings to the new premises. Once all of the hard work has been completed we will take up residence after of course representing our credentials to the Prince Bishop at the Court of Saint Cuddy.
I'm a little concerned about Lady Byegad's Grand Piano-Forte during the move. Obviously we will allow the staff to start moving it on a dry day, but as the average age of the staff is somewhat over 80 years of age*, getting it down from the attic in the old embassy and into the East wing of the new may prove fatal for some of them.
Once ensconced in the new Embassy we will have an even longer drive for people to be dragged down when their claim for assistance has been rejected, and we will need to redeploy one of the staff into care of the larger grounds, mainly raking the drive to hide the blood and minor body parts. At the moment their is an unhealthy competition among the staff trying to prove that they need to work in the warm.**
*There's good reason for this, most are hanging on for their owed back pay. Several of these individuals popping their clogs will save the Exchequer a small fortune so it's a win/win situation apparently. I can't see why as their chances of actually getting money from the York Exchequer is as close to zero as makes no matter.
**Yorkshire tax payers (All three of them***.) should rest assured that no money is wasted on heating the Embassy when Lady Byegad and my good self are not in residence. However as the York government pays (Or rather tries not to pay!) the bill for the Embassy we do tend to take up residence rather than waste our own money heating even a small part of Byegad Towers.
*** Believe it or not one of whom was the SBGG who was caught on a day of falling over and not getting up by our collection team of Ruddy Big Seth and his cudgel carrier Little Seth and effectively mugged. It is thought he is still searching under the sofa for his lost coin as post traumatic memory loss means he has no recollection of the event.
When moving a Piano-forte (or a Forte-fortissimo as we used to call it when F-i-L was playing) one aspect to be well recommended is to have someone playing a suitable (or unsuitable, even) stirring choon* as the porters are carrying Lady Byegad's instrument. This proved most efficacious when moving the late Mother Scoosh's ??? Royal** Piano-forte to her new abode some years ago. The talented Mrs Scoosh 
played*** as the instrument was carried on its way. The Scoosh Brothers kept requesting a nice march tune but it was January in Embra and poor Mrs Scoosh's silk gloves kept slipping on the ivories, so only a more sedate slow waltz was available.****
*a funeral dirge might fit well here
**officially, it's a mini-Royal but that's semantics for you
***to be taken in the fullest interpretation of the word - keys were being pressed, ergo it was being played
****the bonus benefit is that said Scoosh Bothers have, since that joyous day, never yet asked for removal assistance - nor even said much to Mr & Mrs Scoosh
played*** as the instrument was carried on its way. The Scoosh Brothers kept requesting a nice march tune but it was January in Embra and poor Mrs Scoosh's silk gloves kept slipping on the ivories, so only a more sedate slow waltz was available.*****a funeral dirge might fit well here
**officially, it's a mini-Royal but that's semantics for you
***to be taken in the fullest interpretation of the word - keys were being pressed, ergo it was being played
****the bonus benefit is that said Scoosh Bothers have, since that joyous day, never yet asked for removal assistance - nor even said much to Mr & Mrs Scoosh
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markg0vbr
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http://www.ecofriend.com/ptreosail-to-sail-across-the-usa-on-solar-and-wind-power.html
The very thing I can mess about on the water-not with one of them.
Olso I have been looking at a small asist for my hand bike non of this electric rubbish, it's steam for me.
View: http://youtu.be/mF-WoiUbYRc
The very thing I can mess about on the water-not with one of them.
Olso I have been looking at a small asist for my hand bike non of this electric rubbish, it's steam for me.
View: http://youtu.be/mF-WoiUbYRc
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markg0vbr
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My dad is the only repeat customer my undertaker friend has had, my mum was always frightened some one would brake in and nick his ashes if we went away on holiday.
So we would take him down to my friends chapel of rest for his holiday when ever mum was going away.
He has apart from holidays been siting in a rather tasteful appointed oak box with brass name plate on a shelf in the front room for 7 years.
This Thursday for the second time in 35 years we will be using the *front door for mum.
*only reasons for using the front door weddings, funerals, man of the cloth calling and the tick man calling for over due payment.
So we would take him down to my friends chapel of rest for his holiday when ever mum was going away.
He has apart from holidays been siting in a rather tasteful appointed oak box with brass name plate on a shelf in the front room for 7 years.
This Thursday for the second time in 35 years we will be using the *front door for mum.
*only reasons for using the front door weddings, funerals, man of the cloth calling and the tick man calling for over due payment.
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markg0vbr
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We had a extra 17years of remission.
But we have to vacate the council pyramid asap so I will be back to a upstairs loo
But we have to vacate the council pyramid asap so I will be back to a upstairs loo
