Charlie

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  1. I had a stax afternoon - and it makes a change from motown, so I thought I'd list a couple of my favourite stax trax and see if anyone else has any as well!

    Lovey Dovey - Otis and Carla

    And two of the early ones from the relaunch on the yellow label with the finger-snap - Soul Limbo and Private Number

  2. OK - I swear this is a true story!

    I went down to the local police station, to report an online scam for which I had the fake cheque and everything.

    Anyway, there was a lady in front of me who wanted to arrange to pay a speeding fine, but she had a problem, she had a European licence and the desk manager (they don't use real policemen any more apparently) wasn't having any of it. He told her that not only couldn't she use the licence to pay the fine, she couldn't carry on driving with it! 'But, it's A European licence and we're in Europe' she said. Thsi all went back and forth for ages and, feeling sorry for her, I said that I thought European licences were valid in the UK as we are in the EU too. I had no idea if it were true, but it did lead to a check - and sure enough, our man found a ledger with all the valid licences in it and there it was - valid as you like - a European licence.

    But, our man wasn't about to be defeated. He agreed that she could carry on driving, but insisted that her European licence still wasn't valid when it came to paying fines and such in the UK and he advised her - regardless of the law - to go out and get herself a proper licence so that she wouldn't have trouble in the future!

    Oh - and by the way - she was a Nottingham lass who only had the licence becasue her British one had expired while she was working in Germany and she thought it would be a good idea to renew while she was there!

    Ah yes - the fake cheque - becasue I hadn't tried to cash it no crime had been committed but if I did try to cash it, then it would be a crime - my crime becasue I knew it to be a 'false instrument' - not the crime of the guy who sent it to me!

    Please someone, bring back the good old-fashioned British Bobby!

  3. I understand the preserving thing, but in my mind - maybe 'cos I'm getting old now - we ought to be able to preserve more than that. I grew up in a community with a sense of belonging, where everyone knew me and looked out for me - as well as everyone else. There was none of this driving about stuff - I walked to school sfe as houses, teachers hugged me if I tripped over and stuck a plaster on my knee. AND I got to play triangle in the school orchestra! The backs used to be bright with washing on the lines, steps were red leaded and the streets were clean. Not much in the way of aspiration, but to my mind a lot more happiness.

    Now I live on a road of detached houses and I know the people across from me and on either side and that's about it. A friend (girl) of mine was attacked in town and no one - not one person stopped to help. I'm as much to balme as anyone - we've all retreated into our PCs, mobiles and wii fitness training programmes!

    It seems to me we've lost a lot more than the pits in exchange for fitted carpets and the holiday abroad! But, I guess to the folks who've grown up with it, there's lots of stuff that I can't see and they're probably just as happy as we were - nearly!

  4. At our school, they wore the gingham cloth and ate the cakes before we could snaffle 'em!

    But that does remind me - it must have been carnival day or something, but there used to be the most amazing floats, decked out in floweres and streamers; dozens of troups of boys and girls, all dressed up and marching to the park. I remember the girls used to slap their thighs (no really) and they'd raise bright red marks on their legs - there was also a bunch who did 'twirly stick' stuff. I was maybe 11 or 12 then and it was the most magic day in the year!

    Now, round here, because of 'elf and safety and union rules, we don't have any of that stuff - even the few floats that there are are just so sad! (no one will decorate them for free any more and apparently the insurance is so high it just aint worth it).

  5. I never knew the Notts pits, but in the Potteries we had Hem Heath and Florence - two really big workings and half the town worked in them. The other half worked in the pot banks, so at the end of the day, you'd see black guys - caked in coal dust cycling or walking home and white peeple covered in clay dust doing the same.

    The pits were more than work, they were a way of life really and now they're recreation areas. I don't go back very often now, but when I do it is such a sad place. It's heart and soul have gone.

  6. The thing is Bip, these ministers and what have you talk about supporting sport and sponsoring sport, but they never seem to cotton on as to what could really make a difference - like putting up a statue, or a plaque or whatever that honours the people that we all think are brill. I suspect there's a diversity quota at work somewhere.

    I've seen some ice skating live and it is gob-smackingly thrilling. I never saw T&D but even on the vidie you can see that they are the Astaire and Rogers of their age - I doubt they'll ever be bettered!

  7. All the long, narrow pubs that they had in Longton, where I grew up, have gone too - Sort of terraces knocked into one long room, small bar, bunch of tables, sawdust on the floors of the posher ones, lods of domis and cries of 'one for his knob' from the crib players - oh and not a juke box or anything, but neough smoke from the parkies and the woodies so that you didn't really need to smoke your own!

  8. In the end, after checking out the options, I always come back to Dell. Maybe not the cheapest and maybe not the best but overall the least worry. I think maybe over the last ten years or so I've had three Dell machines and maybe made two phone calls for help.

    As for the good folks in Mumbai - seems to me that most help-desks are out there these days, so it's a neutral factor.