Yes.....where were you when you were needed ??Morning....looks like the day started without me
The Retirement Thread
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classic33
Leg End Member
Quick catchup
sarnie or sandwich.
Name the smallest room in your house.
Ginnel, alley, Snicket.
Snap or lunch, when taking it with you.
numbnuts
Squire
- Location
- Gone over the hill and far away
ColinJ
Puzzle game procrastinator!
- Location
- Todmorden - Yorks/Lancs border
We used to call one an 'entry' when I grew up in Coventry. My dad was from Kenilworth and my mum from near Oban.
But you are originally from down south, aren't you?I always thought it was a jetty
We said 'front room' and 'back room' because that is what they were. That would not make sense here because I only have one room. I call it the 'living room'***.
*** If I am having a bad day, I might call it something else, such as the 'dying slowly in miserable solitude room'!
Chief Broom
Veteran
Hi folks 
ive been working on this just about there but might make a few adjustments and tidy it up a bit
The Hill
It once defeated me, this Hill of Truth.
as it kindly informed me of my deficiencies.
Gasping and jelly legged
I could do nothing but surrender and dismount.
Yet smiled at so obvious a lesson!
Determinedly i shall gain admittance
to this admirable fellowship of the humble and cheerful cyclist.
No qualifications or secret handshake required
and here no imagined status can assist,
The hill being both arbiter and doorman.
Headwinds and tailwinds, grimace and grin!
I shall enjoy my meanderings
alongside the Loch and down the leafy lanes.
Pleased to see a Kestrel high above,
or a deer surprised by silent approach
How intimately I now know the terrain
and from this saddle the passing seasons.
Sense's stimulated alive and vibrant!
The warming breeze caresses my hands on the bars
as life awakens in the spring
In summer heat a lizard skitters across my path
and above the shining Loch an Osprey
In August I roam the Rowan berried lanes
and in Winter i see the skeins of Geese
like ribbons of smoke across the sky.
I wave and acknowledge other travellers
on these country roads, the farmers and workers.
I try not to impede their progress
and hope that my exertions can be recognised,
as also having purpose and merit
And today as i approach my hill, The Truth Hill.
gone is any dread or foreboding
For now i can share with the hill the knowledge,
That i am also a possessor of truth. In mind and body
and in this faithful beating heart
ive been working on this just about there but might make a few adjustments and tidy it up a bit The Hill
It once defeated me, this Hill of Truth.
as it kindly informed me of my deficiencies.
Gasping and jelly legged
I could do nothing but surrender and dismount.
Yet smiled at so obvious a lesson!
Determinedly i shall gain admittance
to this admirable fellowship of the humble and cheerful cyclist.
No qualifications or secret handshake required
and here no imagined status can assist,
The hill being both arbiter and doorman.
Headwinds and tailwinds, grimace and grin!
I shall enjoy my meanderings
alongside the Loch and down the leafy lanes.
Pleased to see a Kestrel high above,
or a deer surprised by silent approach
How intimately I now know the terrain
and from this saddle the passing seasons.
Sense's stimulated alive and vibrant!
The warming breeze caresses my hands on the bars
as life awakens in the spring
In summer heat a lizard skitters across my path
and above the shining Loch an Osprey
In August I roam the Rowan berried lanes
and in Winter i see the skeins of Geese
like ribbons of smoke across the sky.
I wave and acknowledge other travellers
on these country roads, the farmers and workers.
I try not to impede their progress
and hope that my exertions can be recognised,
as also having purpose and merit
And today as i approach my hill, The Truth Hill.
gone is any dread or foreboding
For now i can share with the hill the knowledge,
That i am also a possessor of truth. In mind and body
and in this faithful beating heart
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It always does. Lazy bugger.
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We used to call one an 'entry' when I grew up in Coventry. My dad was from Kenilworth and my mum from near Oban.
But you are originally from down south, aren't you?
We said 'front room' and 'back room' because that is what they were. That would not make sense here because I only have one room. I call it the 'living room'***.
*** If I am having a bad day, I might call it something else, such as the 'dying slowly in miserable solitude room'!
Born in Suffolk, brought up on the Kent coast, I've been in Coventry since 1973.
classic33
Leg End Member
The only room you have no bog, lounge, kitchen or bedroom?We used to call one an 'entry' when I grew up in Coventry. My dad was from Kenilworth and my mum from near Oban.
But you are originally from down south, aren't you?
We said 'front room' and 'back room' because that is what they were. That would not make sense here because I only have one room. I call it the 'living room'***.
*** If I am having a bad day, I might call it something else, such as the 'dying slowly in miserable solitude room'!
How do you get out yer ginnel? Make yer sarnies?
Exlaser2
Veteran
I wouldn’t worry about it .
You only have to take the lateral flow tests if you want to get out early . After the 10 days all bets are off and you are free unless you are suffering very severe symptoms. It’s possible for some people to test positive for weeks after the 10 day period but it doesn’t mean you can transmit it .
Mrs exlaser and I are in a similar position. We are on day seven, are feeling fine but are still testing positive. Mrs exlaser was hoping to go back to work tomorrow but that’s not going to happen now .
My daughter on the other hand was testing clear after 5 days .
PaulSB
Squire
- Location
- Chorley, Lancashire
@Chief Broom - very good.
pawl
Legendary Member
- Location
- Desford Leicestershire
We always called the kitchen the back kitchen Don’t know why other than it was at the back of the house.
It isn’t as if we had another kitchen in another are of the house.
pawl
Legendary Member
- Location
- Desford Leicestershire
News paper cut into squares wasn’t any better. The iizal was good for making the comb and paper musical
Instrument.You might need to be of certain age to remember those
classic33
Leg End Member
classic33
Leg End Member
You're quite certain on that last part. Nothing in the basement/cellar for pie making?
Flick of the Elbow
less than
- Location
- Pentlands Midlothian Edinburgh
Been out for another couple of hours into West Lothian, mostly very dark and very wet. Thank heavens for my Castelli Gabba 😍
Am now tucking into Mrs F’s Christmas cake 😍😍
Am now tucking into Mrs F’s Christmas cake 😍😍
