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Got up this morning and there was the Mike Tyson of spiders sitting brazenly in the middle of my conservatory (I swear he had tattoos on his face!). We eyed each other up whilst I had my breakfast. I don’t like spiders, they make my skin crawl, but I don’t kill them just catch them and put them outside, usually over the fence into my neighbours garden so they don’t come back! But this is the biggest one I have had to tackle so far, tarantula comes to mind. So I went into ninja mood, got my (quite small) spider catching kit and my brush and went into battle. Went into the conservato

SGs post reminded me of one evening when I still lived at Bobbers Mill. I was reading in the spare bedroom and just happened to see something move in my peripheral vision. It moved very quickly along the floor near the skirting board and my initial thought was a mouse, based on its size. I turned my attention away from the book and toward the scampering creature. It wasn't a mouse. It was the biggest arachnid I have ever seen. Ear spitting scream brought my mother racing upstairs. She almost fainted when she saw it. Eventually, my father arrived, complete with usual sarky commen

Neither do washing pods do well in the dish washer. ( from experience)

At Sheffield Park it's the Festival of Water Lilies. Built a temporary pontoon so one can see them close up.

He is that big and built like a tank it will have to be thick card! I did notice he has a pattern (tattoo?) on his body that is how big he is. (I suppose it could be a she, aren’t the females bigger than the males, if not I definitely don’t want to have to deal with the female of this species.) He hasn’t appeared since our first round so will see what tomorrow will bring. Perhaps a good talking too will make him move out? On on a side note I was hanging my washing out and noticed I had a young toad sat next to me. Am starting to feel like I am amassing a zoo!

I did it some years ago when I was taking my wife's Discovery to have a replacement windscreen. I inadvertently filled the diesel tank with petrol at the bottom of Carlton Hill but still drove it about three miles to the windscreen fitters. Is was only two days later when I collected it that I had starting problems. I had to call Landrover Rescue to tow it to the dealership about 200 yards away. The cleanup wasn't covered by the warranty and I think I had to pay around £300. I must admit it seemed to run much better afterwards!

This is a public announcement: Toilet blocks do NOT work well in washing machines. That is all.

Shame on you, FLY2! I don't like spiders but would never kill one. Bad karma. If you have cats, they usually sort out the spider problem. Cats have to sort out their own karma but usually come up smelling of roses!

SG, sod preserving the species. A hefty whack with a large slipper is my method, then wipe it up with a tissue, then into the vegetable waste bin for recycling in my compost bin.

Which means it's difficult to fill a petrol car with diesel but easy putting petrol into a diesel

My son did a similar thing before he came here to live. He was travelling by car from Nottingham . He was on the French motorway and pulled in to fillup with cant remember if it was diesel or petrol now but whatever the car ran on he filled up with the other one. He realised his mistake immediately and stopped. Rang a garage and had the tank flushed out. Cost him an extra nights stay besides the costs of the garage and extra fuel.

One evening a couple of years ago, my 'Check oil level' warning light came on. I immediately pulled up, grabbed one of the grey 1ltr plastic containers that was in the boot. Poured the lot in, and to my despair, noticed that I'd poured in antifreeze / coolant. Mmmm, trip to the nearest garage for a flush out, and a refill. An expensive error that could have been disastrous.

Katyjay, I would a thought in your neck of the woods you would use a Winchester or Colt 45 peacemaker ! That really shifts the little buggers.

Stavertongirl, loved your post. I haven't laughed so much since the days when I used to read posts from Jill Sparrow regarding her school days.

It's almost all gone now. And the demolition workers obviously have a bit of spare time.

I think the little house knew something about it, don't you?

Dug all my old CDs out this morning,,some great stuff I've not played for years,, Many I'd forgot about,,a very wide range,,from Benny Goodmans ""fascinating Rythm"" through Dean Martins ""gentle on my mind""to Acker Bilk and ""could i have this dance"" ahh Find some to sing to with Carni and the choir soon,,

"Flobop dipop weeeed"

I managed a shuffle out to my garden this morning and saw that the peas had fattened up and the French beans were ready, together with some very first new potatoes, I asked the wife if I could have some with some salad for my dinner. Come dinner time the new potatoes tasted like those from years ago and the French beans were tender and tasty but no garden peas, she told me there were very few in each pod. I thought this strange so this evening I ventured up the garden , looking at the peas left and all the pods seemed to have plenty in them , but have not filled out yet. I found in one corner

Now you're just trying to make Col jealous with all those state of the art the Hi Fi appliances... Love the extension into extension Compo

Yes Albert, we did. Unfortunately they disappeared in a software update some time ago and no-one knows how to bring them back ! They would solve the problem.

Compo, where am I gonna find a ten year old in Gods waiting room?

Didn't we used to have reference numbers in the top right corner so as to be able to join a topic days/weeks later?

Boxes not box. I build all my computers from components... do you know where the 'any' key is, I must have a faulty keyboard 'cos I can't find it.

I spent a good portion of my working life underground in one sort of mine or another, mostly collieries, but I never found Boulby anymore dangerous than any of the others, probably because I was trained by the old NCB. Each mine has it's own peculiarities, and you got used to them and paid attention to them. Good training and safe working practices minimize most dangers, Boulby had good management while I was there, and they practiced good safety measures.

My father was, likewise, in the Royal Navy from 1942 to 1946. He frequently spoke of the antics and adventures he experienced but, unlike some, he had a somewhat cushy time My father disliked authority and preferred to do his own thing so he volunteered for DEMS duties and spent most of his war in the tropics. Apart from Dengue fever and dysentery, he didn't fare too badly. Got paid by both the Royal and Merchant Navy plus 'bounty' ...not the chocolate bar! His letters home to his ration starved family made their mouths water at mention of all the tropical fruit, etc. A

My father was in the Royal Navy from 1938 until 1952. He served on a number of ships including the battleship HMS King George V, and HMS Glasgow when they rescued the King of Norway and the Norwegian gold reserves ahead of the German army. But most of his war service he was on convoy escort duty across the Atlantic on HMS Gentian, a flower class corvette. On one trip he kept a diary from when they left Liverpool to arriving in Nova Scotia. I found it in his effects when he died 7 years ago and I typed it up and offered it to the Imperial War Museum. They were very pleased to

What a fantastic man and amazing stories of bravery. Thanks Compo!