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When I was single, two million years back, I started buying expensive shirts, so washed them myself, didn't want Mother to machine wash them, I learned to iron them myself.

I also learned to cook, as Mum and Dad had their holidays when I couldn't take them from work.

Then after I was married, I had a couple of spells being Mum and Dad when the ex was in hospital.

After she and I parted company I was on my own for a few years, apart from one live in G/F, so washed, cooked and looked after my flat.

Only job I hated, and still do is washing and waxing the car/truck.

I'm still chief cook and bottle washer as the wife has a business to run, but I don't do ironing these days.

I'm also the carpenter/plumber/mechanic/electrician/farmer....list goes on and on..I often wonder how I ad time to go to work years back..

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Just got back from QMC again........the last eight days have been a bit Traumatic to say the least,,...blood tests,,X-rays,,and today a visit to a Consultant........cut a long story short......problem

Result........CT Scans all clear......just got letter..been sweating for a fortnight......

Two years ago today..........my life changed forever,,,about this time i was on my way down to the operating theatre for what turned out to be a ten hour operation...........its been life changing in

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9 hours ago, benjamin1945 said:

All to be read to the tune of Copacabana by Barry Manilow..............Her name was Lola  (joyce)  she was a show girl 

 He was escorted to to his chair, he saw Lola dancing there

And when she finished he called her Rover

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I think it's admirable that blokes do the housework, wash, iron, clean and cook. My father was very skilled where cooking was concerned and always insisted on pressing his own trousers/slacks.

 

I happily admit that I can't cook and have very little interest in food per se. I detest housework too.

 

Every now and then, I'll blitz the place but I would rather find more interesting things to do.

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Home late last night after a nine day tour of Tuscany. Tired, achy, a few insect bites, and a few Euros left.

It's sooooo comforting to be back in ones own bed, despite staying in some very nice hotels. 

Ah, endless police sirens, litter and a garden that badly needs attention ! Oh well, I'll just browse through the brochure for next years treats before making an effort to face the day !

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17 hours ago, Cliff Ton said:

 

I apologise for starting it. It seemed like it might be a good idea at the time.

 

It was a good idea Kev, and I don't think you need to apologise.  It performs a useful function of keeping politics 'contained' and who knows?.. might even be 'educative', as various views get aired.

 

It's also the case that, just as with all threads.. reading of.. or participation in.. are entirely voluntary.

 

I'm pretty certain that the main posters there don't post any less elsewhere on the site just because we have our little political debates.  I certainly don't.  I just haven't anything much to say about Nottm. at the moment.. though I am working on a couple of 'snippets'.

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Fly, did you visit Civita di Bagnoregio in Tuscany? A friend recently went there on an excursion from her ship, and said the hike up to the hill town was a weeks worth of gym workouts!  The only way to get there is the hike. Googled it and the path looks something else! We have booked 2 weeks in a villa for next August in Tuscany and will visit said town. Been in that region before but didn't know about this place.

 

 

 

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18 hours ago, Cliff Ton said:

 

I apologise for starting it. It seemed like it might be a good idea at the time.

You don't need to apologize.

I don't often post there because I'm an old fossil when it comes to British politics Thus I often read there to learn more of people's thoughts and viewpoints.

The standard of posting there has been good and it gives folks a place to sound off without bringing it into every other thread.

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Raining. 

Today I will not be continuing my epic garden re-organisation, or planting any of the many bulbs wot I 'ave bought.

 

Also, I'm expecting delivery of a new electric radiator fan for Mrs Col's ageing Punto, to replace the one which fell to bits last week.  It's been a bugger to track down this one, and since there was no picture of it online, it's still not certain that it is the right one.  About 50:50 chance I reckon.  All to do with Mrs Col's ageing Punto having air con..which was a very rare 'extra' on Puntos back at the dawn of time.

 

When the fan died, causing overheating.. Mrs Col called the AA and I went the few miles to where she was 'stuck'.  AA bloke got her running again and we took her car to our usual MOT/repair place and left it on their forecourt as they were closed.  Thing is, good as they are.. they don't much like having work 'dumped' on them.. so I don't reckon they tried too hard to find the right replacement fan.  I ended up sourcing it myself and brought the car home while we wait.  Driveable with care, close attention to the temp gauge and keeping the heater on full blast with open windows as a sort of 'back up' radiator. Meanwhile, after removal of the fan assembly, the radiator is temporarily held in place with cable ties. The repair shop said it's difficult to fit the new fan and they seemed surprised that I was planning to do so myself, so I've left the option open to take it back to them if necessary.  I 'can't be doing' with cars anymore.

 

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Wet here, so it's jeans, long sleeved top, socks and walking shoes. God Almighty, everything appears to be so tight, as I've only worn shorts and sandals for weeks. Oh well, breathe in and hopefully my belt will still fit in the same slot ! 

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2 hours ago, FLY2 said:

Wet here, so it's jeans, long sleeved top, socks and walking shoes. God Almighty, everything appears to be so tight, as I've only worn shorts and sandals for weeks. Oh well, breathe in and hopefully my belt will still fit in the same slot ! 

 

Too much pasta and good food Fly? Hope you enjoyed it and the weather was kind.

Its cooled down here but still very sunny.

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I won't give you a run down of my ex's but my husband especially at the moment won't give me chance to do anything. If I say I have to do something his reply is "leave it I'll do it". While he's out I've just done a load of ironing, done all the house work , had lunch so when he comes in he can doze as long as he likes on the settee. He can cook (obviously), use the washer, iron, and everything that I can do also he can sew buttons , alter trousers. There are a lot of things that he leaves alone as he's not sure about them but I can't grumble because he'll try anything.

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How a man can cope and survive on his own all boils down to their early days.  A man who lived with his Mummy until the day he moved in with another woman is quite often useless in the kitchen and dealing with housework etc.  He probably grew up with a Dad who went out to earn the money and a Mum who kept everything else going at home, very often doing a job as well, to earn a few bob.  

My husband went away to University and then lived on his own for a few years before he was fortunate to find me one night in The Flying Horse!

I have 2 sons, both brought up in the same way, encouraged to be independent caring individuals who’ve been saddled with mortgages for the past 20 years.  They both work hard and can look after themselves, their families and their homes. There is one major difference with them.  The youngest could turn his hand to anything DIY whereas the older boy will get straight on the phone to get a tradesman in to deal with anything more than changing a lightbulb! 

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Lizzie Alex is the eldest of 7. He started work at 11 with his uncle on the fishing boats. Kept his family until he found a chance to move away by going to work in Jersey. He's had to learn fending for himself. James is very capable of doing many things in the home , even the grandchildren learnt to sew buttons on

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Not doing too well at the moment. The Austrian policeman I met at the border doesn't like Brits, he especially doesn't like them trying to break the land speed record down his motorway. 

Then a Hungarian policeman  joined in the fun saying I need a 'Vignette dokument fur deine auto.' Why a Hungarian at the Austrian border is speaking to an Englishman in German I have no idea.  Perhaps I should fall back on ye olde Englishman abroad custom and shout... :victory:

And I thought the EU meant no borders, apparently someone forgot to tell the Austrians...

 

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When we travelled through Europe on the Orient Express the other week I’m pretty sure all passports were checked at every border.  Our steward had our passports and we certainly stopped at all borders for about half an hour because the engine was changed each time we arrived into a different country.  

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I have just driven through France, Holland, Belgium, Germany and Austria on my way to Hungary, Slovenia and Czech Republic. Until the Austria/Hungary border the only way to tell which country I was travelling through was the language on the road signs, no borders at all.

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Just returned from France, Germany, Switzerland and Italy. No checks until Calais on the return.

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Definitely ! It's a good job I know my way whenever I visit.

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Sitting here listening to a ghostly podcast browsing Nottstalgia and suddenly I could hear footsteps. Nothing unworldly it was a pigeon, with pit boots on, walking across my conservatory roof again and again. Went in to get rid of it and it hung over and looked through the window. Think it was as surprised to see me as I was to see it. Knocked on the window but it just looked at me slightly bewildered (me as well as it). Why do I always get the rather odd wildlife, remember Brock (or possibly Elsie as females are bigger I have been told) the spider who clung to my brush? 

In the end I went out into the back garden as it had started clumping over the roof again to scare it off. It came to the edge of the roof and looked at me, aren’t they supposed to fly away when you get near? I thought it might be a homing pigeon but it was definitely a wood pigeon and obviously not a very bright one at that. 

So I told it to go away (not quite in those words) and flapped my arms around a bit, but it just wandered around the roof again. My boys found all this very interesting and sat watching with the “here we go again” expression they do occasionally get.

So I picked a tennis ball up which caused great excitement (my boys not the pigeon) and both boys ran up the garden waiting for me to throw it. I then found myself explaining to them that I wasn’t going to throw it for them, I was trying to get the pigeon off the roof (which was still wandering round the roof doing whatever pigeons do). 

I throw the ball onto the roof, not at the pigeon, near it to make it go away. It gave me a long hard look and then decided to vacate my roof. I now have to get the step ladders out of the shed to retrieve the tennis ball as both dogs are waiting for me to throw it.

I sometimes wonder what my neighbours think of this mad woman who has moved in and spends her time explaining herself to her two dogs and various other forms of wildlife!

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Wife announced last night she's going away for a few days soon...........so she'll iron me a few shirts and get me some ready meals in before she goes,,

Probably have a ''house-warming'' party while she's away,,,not had one yet and have been here over 3 months,,,i'll just invite a few single ladies off the street where i live,,,...............Doreen who's 80,,,Maureen 76,, Mary 72,,then there's a youngster of 69 Christine,, who tells me she used to go to Locarno,,,we'll see if she's still got it,, should be a good night..........:rolleyes:

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