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Always notice when I come back to the UK and especially in Nottm market square and surrounds the horrible mess made by spitting out used gum. My BIL even told me they have a special machine to try and remove it and the actual paving was chosen to try and repel it sticking ? I personally hate the stuff anyway, and cannot abide watching someone slapping their chops together as they chew it. Especially some of our so called higher profile entertainers when doing interviews. Another lack of good manners in the emerging society we live in. Make it illegal like Si

Was in Thailand a few years ago and there they have heaps of so called Elvis impersonators, most if not all were total rubbish, especially trying to sing the songs in broken english. I still hate Elvis and when on the car radio I have to change stations quick :-)), makes me cringe.

One of my Telecom apprentices had a Meesserschmit all licensed and in full running order, but the front nearside wing/fender had rusted badly. I completely made and reformed a new repair panel and welded it into position, he then had the repair professionally re painted (spray painting was not my forte at the time) worked out well, and when I revisited him several years ago in Collingham near Newark, he still has it and several VW dubs, and an old Massey tractor, he lives on a few acres now with his treasured collection.

The older I get the more grumpy I become, I just don't have patience for idiots anymore. Sat in one of our usual coffee shops yesterday, and a couple with 3 horrible kids were not far from us at a round table, they actually sat talking and playing on their phones while their two boy brats had a mock fight with bigger sister helping out now and again, knocking stuff off the table and making a right bloody mess, they never once chastised them in any way just kept their silly "I'm on FB grins" I could have easily strangled the lot of them ! wife had to move me away before I sai

Strangely my tastes have changed as I get older, mentioned this in another post on here, I was never a big fan of boiled potatoes but used to love them when baked in a fire, hence my question. On my last trip home I found to my delight, that you could buy a baked spud with prawns and seafood sauce, so this became my all time favorite baked spud meal here, but I love the crunchy crispy skins, which we never seem to get here no matter how I cook them, oven -bbq etc. We have an outdoor pot belly stove now so will try in the coals without foil, will report back.

Ok silly question but years ago when we were kids, how did mum cook jacket spuds in the coals ? I'm sure we didn't use foil to wrap them in but can't remember. Did they just put them in the coals and dust off the ash when done ? I know we used to do them at bonfire night but for the life of me cannot remember how. When done in foil they always seem to be soft and steamed and not crispy crunchy skins.

Don't like perfumes at all and some actually give me an asthma attack, especially the cheap tacky ones. Love the smell of kippers or smoked mackerel, or coffee first thing in the morning, but strangely I drink tea first thing.

#88 Somewhere along that row of shops was a little cafe that when I was a second year electrical apprentice, working on the Wimpey flats just behind there, used to go daily with another apprentice to pick up around 10-15 full dinners, on plates with a metal cover over, to take back for the lads lunch on site. We had to get the order in for 9-30am first. Then we had to collect all the crockery and return it after. This was in between carrying a big jug of tea, and a box of mugs up the 17 floors to foind all the blokes for morning and afternoon tea break ! it's

Great photos, ClifTon, never realised that trams were originally on the Woodborough road route, wonder where they terminated, anyone know ? I mean the furthest point from the city, as they would need a turnaround to head back into town. Passed those sandstone walls a few times on the old 31 route.

Talking of smelly cheese, #42, we have just had the pleasure in W Australia of half a dozen new Aldi stores. They've been in Oz for a while but are new to WA, anyway I'm a lover and a taster of any cheese, so when I saw this "washed rind smelly cheese" I thought Mnnn, might be a nice strong flavor. Well it stank the fridge out for days, even placed in a ziplock bag, it still lived up to it's name, so one pleasant evening while sampling a nice red I asked the wife to break it out with some biscuits, what a disappointment ! it was totally tasteless. Will stick to ou

Can't really go on much about any of my old english cars, I did have a soft spot for my old mini cooper, a 1965 model I completely rebuilt from the ground up. And maybe a lotus cortina that I had for a short time. But my best car by far is a Toyota Landcruiser, (think they are called Amazon in uk). I had here a few years ago, 4.2 TD straight six, simply the most reliable and comfortable vehicle I have ever owned, actually had 3 of them now, but currently don't own one.

One of my old work colleagues had the surname Duke, his first name was Reg and he had a brother Stephen I think, his mum and dad lived in Clifton from memory. When I worked with him he lived just off top of Carlton Hill. I'm still on FB with him as he now lives in the Phillipines.

My wife and I love our coffee shops, as we are both "people watchers" love to sit and while away an hour doing this. I like Costas in the UK too, as they always seem to have free wifi and the coffees pretty good too. #27 As for big food portions etc. we nearly always share a meal at lunchtime, it's the norm here for the oldies I think, as most cafes ask when ordering one meal if an extra plate and cutlery is required.

I can't abide the terms "Hun" or "Chic". If introducing my good lady I will say "this is my wife J** " My term of endearment to her is "luv" normally. But she answers to many names such as "the Boss" "the one who shall be obeyed" and a few more in a similar vein or just plain old J**

I do hate to see the younger generation living on their phones, literally, and to me very young kids it's a definite no no, they are not toys like some brainless mothers think ! But in context we do not have a land line and all our communications to virtually everything is done on a phone or ipad. I deplore Facebook and it's pervasiveness into our lives, but again are almost forced to use the damn thing sometimes just to keep track of our tribe. Technology is good if used correctly.

I started this thread 4 years ago, gosh where did I lose those 4 years ! Anyway here in Oz it's all started again, all the stores are filling their shelves with crap, probably most made in China ! Wifey is maxing her credit card again for our wonderful, but, we've got the lot anyway, grand kids. But the good news is we will be static, not far from our family this year for the first time in 5 years, so will have a family day BBQ, here on the 25 acre property we are looking after for a while. That will mean about 18 of us, including the grandkids, but hav

For once in the first bit I'm lost for words ! And what can you say about the wannabe ! I cannot believe a bank lent him the money, for that crap. He talks well though, don't he . maybe his day of fame arrived ? he was on tv after all.

I suppose as we become older we all become averse to change, please don't give it away Mick #124. I'm struggling but I'll get there I'm sure. For me now it is my only contact from my old home. Keep up the good work and a thank you for all you have thanklessly done for us that use the site.

I hate blancmange, yuk ! love Angel Delight though. I can still get it here from the UK shops that are springing up everywhere, must be all you bloody poms leaving your overcrowded ship there :-))

One of our daughters suffers terribly with depression too, suppose it must be genetic as said before, I get it, and my mum was a chronic depressive in her earlier years. Our daughter has found exercise is a great mind helper, she visits the gym almost daily, not to bulk up but to strengthen her core muscles after a chronic back problem due to lifting a patient, she is a midwife, her outlook has improved so much with the extra physical activity. She still needs tablets to keep her serotonin levels up, but is way better than she was before. Depression is an a

Think I've mentioned here before, but my wife's older brothers best mate, has that tunnel in his back garden, he uses it as a wine store and storage. When I last visited it was very damp in there and dripping lots of water (brother in law looks after the house and owners dog while they are away in Spain at their villa). See here https://www.google.com.au/maps/@52.9866221,-1.1363366,60m/data=!3m1!1e3

I had a brush with Amitryptiline due to depression, was the worst experience of my life, had terrible nightmares and I became quite violent during them ! My wife had to be very careful waking me as I would lash out uncontrollably while still asleep. Then when awake there was the horrible feelings like a constant hangover, told my doc after a week and he took me off them straight away, worst drug ever ! Maybe I'm just sensitive to these drugs, don't know but now manage my depression with gentle exercise and keeping active. I still get low at times but feel I ca

I feel your pain, when I stay at my BIL's house in Nottm, their neighbour has one of the bloody things and when the teenagers and mates got in it with a few jubblies, the noise was intolerable and lasted till 11-00pm and later most nights ! It's undercover so even in the rain the buggers were in it. Maybe a phone call to the local council to see how you stand, mind if they don't look after the water well, they'll probably go down with some bug pretty quick, these water born bacteria love warm human fed water

Well I've given it a go, and can honestly say I don't like it ! On the old forum I loved the panel at the top with active recent threads and I could easily skip one's like the words thingy, and look at what interested me easily. Now I have to trail through the so called new activity and if I've missed the start of the thread I'm lost. Sorry just me maybe.

My dad was a builder and as a kid I used to watch him go up a triple extender, wooden ladder with a crawl ladder in one hand, up to the gutter of a 3 storey Victorian terrace somewhere in Hyson Green, then come back down to get the step ladder to climb up onto the old chimney stacks to repoint or remove the old crown top pots. He had no fear whatsoever, to him it was just work.