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He wasn't overly fond of Pete the bandit!

AH YES! .. my kinda guy!

Xtreegold the difinitive disk navigator back in old 386 / 486 days when the majority of programs were dos based, with windows 3.11 being a secondary add-on. there's a few similar programs like it today, which are handy for putting on rescue cd's and sorting out the system whenever it decides to go pearshaped - which in my case is roughly about once a month. this one isn't bad -> DOS NAVIGATOR V2.15

Neotrace resolves the ips to New York / Los Angeles.

and I reckon.. This new ban could be circumvented by the wearing of a totally enclosed environment, akin to the suit they wore on the space missions.. by the fitting of a smoke filter it would be quite possible to enjoy one's habit whilst not infringing on others who would perhaps be eating their meal of pork scratchings or smokey bacon crisps.. and whilst you stand there sipping your pint through the one-way valve in the helmet, those trips to the loo would be a thing of the past, merely waiting till one got home to empty the reservoir.. and when the missus enquires "where you bl**dy well bin

Jumble Sales! .. remember these?.. it used to be a regular occurence on a friday, get the post and seek out the weekend jumbles. there was usually a good one on somewhere or the other, either at Wilford village hall , West Bridgford, or Trowell etc .. you'd queue up for around two hours until the doors were finally flung open, and once you'd braved the tumultuous stampede towards the trestles, it was every man for himself.. but you could always rely on a bargain of some description, swanky patent leather shoes / umbrella's / lampshades / the bargains were endless, and it's very seldom y

Crestbeam the telly repair shop used to be along there somewhere too.. it was a regular event my taking in a defunct tv for them to fix.. odd thing is, although the telly would come out working, it would only last for a couple of weeks before it went Kaput again.. personally I don't think they cared.. it didn't matter to them the fact you had to trudge round all the jumble sales to find a replacement.. they just wanted the cash!

No fags then!.. that should be interesting, expecting those with a lifetime's habit not to smoke in the company of their friends, well what about the ale and beer, is this soon to be banned too? what with the aftemath of the drunken brawls down at accident and emergency, and the high occurence of drunken driving, and not forgetting the rotting of the liver, it makes sense this should be banned asap.. In frustration of all this prohibition, I envisage a time when Lucozade fuelled brawls will spill out onto the pavements .. the mob, high on glugose syrup, citric acid, and caffeine, will emerg

Well done Rob, you've got him bang to rights there. he's not looking bad for 77, must have led a chalmed life!

ridding a snake: .. handy tip No. 1. the knack is.. wait till the blighter is off it's guard, then hit it with the item as shown below.. usually one strike is enough to stun the beastie, and should give you enough time to bag it up and put it out for the binman.

If that's an echidna I'll eat my shorts!

but who is it?

Is it Dyffed Vaughan Thomas at the Swansea balloon festival?

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LOL .. I like it!

That's exactly right Mick.. they even brought in union busters from the states to infiltrate the workplace and destroy the union base from within.. all totally successful, and that's why today the working man has no rights, and why the majority of employers are able to get away with paying the minimum wage of just over £5 per hour.. the social aspect once was to treat workers with respect, even some companies offering housing and health benifits to their workforce, nowadays it's 'on yer bike' there's plenty more waiting for your job! .. also the trend is to get away without actually setting

The post Xmas diet plan is now coming to fruition, with the loss of just under two stone, exercises which once had one out of breath are now becoming nothing more than a mere breeze.. even those excursions to the dustbin to clear the domicile of mars bar wrappers, crisp bags, and chip cones are now just taken in one's stride, and those items of clothing which have stood in the cupboard for years as being far too tight to wear, are once again being pressed into operation.. at last, again I can wear those snazzy 'Pirelli' and 'Stirling Moss' tee shirts, and the 'Victor Hugo' embroidered underpa

How dare you! .. the only reason I had a parka was to lay it on the sludge whilst fixing me bike, it saved getting me levva's dirty!

One of the greatest groups from around this era in my eyes were the The Small faces.. Itchycoo Park, Lazy Sunday, Tin Soldier, All or Nothin', My Minds eye, etc.. and not forgetting the 'Ogdens Nut Gone Flake' LP, circa 68, which featured a round sleeve cover, and Professor Stanley Unwin narrating between the tracks.. a pure classic! I've still got my copy from the sixties tucked away in the cupboard somewhere.. I'll have to look it up and see what it's fetching on Ebay, it might be sitting on a fortune! BTW: NO begging letters - thank you!

Talking of ponds etc, there's an ornate pool up for grabs on the Nottstalgia auctions.. I'm tempted to stick a bid in me sen... check it out .. HERE

Was he related to this guy HERE by any chance?

Silas Birch... once member of the stunt moped team known as the Flying Mopedaire's.. one of their tricks was to race point to point whilst each rider stood on the saddle with arms outstreched.. on one occasion whilst performing this very fete at an exhibition, the saddle of Silas's moped came adrift, thus catapulting him into a nearby stall which had on display an assortment of bric-a-brac and antiques.. to cut a long story short, Silas's head became firmly wedged in a antique victoriana silver spittoon, which all attempts to extracate him from turned out to be fruitless.. eventually th

If you ask one of the gypo's at the Ilko tip they'll let you rummage through one of their skips.. you won't be guaranteed to find a Mullard EF84, but you'll nodoubt find something useful.. whilst searching for some angle iron I once found a pair of luminous socks and a pair of winklepickers, not exactly what I wanted, but at least it enabled me to go uptown at the weekend looking semi respectable... and they only charged me a tenner!

I remember those! .. they tended to very heavy on gas, and waiting for the thermocoupler to kick in once the pilot light had been lit seemed to take forever.. quite often one would miss an entire episode of Murder Bag or Dixon of Dock Green whilst waiting for the blighter to warm up.. it was only when they introduced the e97ac things started to get better, at least with these one only had to change the acid in the accumulator every couple of days, and thus it then meant those episodes of The Invisible Man and Ivanhoe could watched at leisure.

Early days in the mid to late sixties when I worked for the Co-op bakery delivery, any purchase made by the customers would be recorded in a book along with their divi number etc and stored in the office when we got back to the depot.. this system was later scrapped in favour of a record of purchase card which was issued each customer.. this meant the onus was then on the customer to make sure their purchase history was up to date and duely signed by the roundsman... regularly these cards would get misplaced, sodden when left out in the rain, or written in pencil and totally illegible, and