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Post by nob on May 11, 2024 6:46:28 GMT
I don't get a problem Steve opening Gmails in Outlook and printing them off, same with Hotmail and my mail TalkTalk mail accounts.
Rain gutter gardeners, do you mean tapping into the downpipe?
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Post by duyuthinkysaurus on May 11, 2024 10:00:56 GMT
Well folks I am back, for the last few months I have been in and out of hospital. various falls and balance issues, I am now home (for now), I have finally got a metal hip to match my metal knee.
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Post by banjo on May 11, 2024 12:11:15 GMT
No nob, I mean all the grass hanging down from the gutters because it has grown so long. It's like Babylon! It's caused by the pigeons carping on the roof which washes down and collects in the gutters. The trouble is that folks erect car ports and such like which makes it difficult to impossible to gain access absent scaffolding to clean them. Who wants to shell out 500 sovs for scaffolding to clean away pigeon guano which the little boogahs will replace free of charge within s year? This is precisely why your curmugeonly hippie objects to all Management's hair-brained extension schemes.
You said it nob- you print from Outlook. I'm just trying to print direct from web page rendered eMails. Still, it's Edge so it ought to work ...
Dinks- one behind the bar for you. Bloody well welcome back Mate. Put it all behind you.
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Post by nob on May 11, 2024 13:51:51 GMT
I see what you mean Steve, hard task made practically impossible by car ports that cant take any weight.
Welcome back Dinks I hope all's going well with the metalwork.
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Post by egg on May 11, 2024 16:52:51 GMT
Welcome back Dinks  A word of warning from this li'l ole egg Be careful if you walk anywhere near one of these .........  |
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Post by nob on May 12, 2024 9:12:56 GMT
I see the Eurovision song contest was the usual tripe, the winner was Swiss, "The non-binary singer, 24, in a pink skirt and fluffy jumper,"  |
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Post by banjo on May 17, 2024 15:48:29 GMT
Just demolished an Italian nosh up. Heading off to Shaftesbury Avenue to see the Fawlty Towers theatrical production.
"Don't mention the war"
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Post by banjo on May 25, 2024 16:55:47 GMT
Two bottles of "Thames Water" (Pride) washed down with an already forgotten bottle of lethal Belgian beer in the back garden in the sun. "You know you know". Jes' sayin' like!
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Post by pierre on Jun 10, 2024 14:13:27 GMT
Watched the last episode of The Piano on C4 last night.Great series.Very emotive
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Post by banjo on Aug 17, 2024 10:35:19 GMT
Folks it's summertime again, and the old game of Trap the Flies is metaphorically back on the table. All you need is a dog. Fido gets straight down to it and curls out a landmine on your prized greensward. You pick it up in a poo bag or any plastic bag I suppose (I use an old trowel to decant) and then you leave it on your lawn gaping wide. After a few minutes you return to the scene with a wooden straight edge and sloping up from behind you bring it down across the open mouth of the poo bag. A cacaphony of delighted flies ensues. The trick is to twist the bag while holding down the straight edge, tie a knot in the bag and then leave it- sunny days are the best for this. They calm down as they resume their slurping feast but you can just give them a gentle poke now and then and off they go once more. Sadly, some flies miss out on this smörgåsbord of esuriant pleasure and creep around the vicinity trying to find the door that will let them share and join in the fun. You can almost sense the frustration in each of their hundreds of eyes. This is not cruelty- you are giving them precisely what they love whilst excluding the latecomers. Cruelty would be pulling the wings off or using a transparent plastic bag. Who knows? perhaps they smoke after? It sounds like they're smoking something in there. It's vastly more efficient and so much less effort than those electric fly bats whilst saving the planet by avoiding putting the spent Leclanche cells into landfill. Do your bit for neighbourhood food safety- you know it makes sense!
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Post by duyuthinkysaurus on Aug 20, 2024 14:29:30 GMT
well folks out of HOSPITAL AGAIN. I think that this tweak in the meds might have cured the dizziness when I stand up so reduced the falls. So its lets see what happens. The last fall I lost an argument with a coffee table.
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Post by duyuthinkysaurus on Aug 20, 2024 14:38:34 GMT
Welcome back Dinks A word of warning from this li'l ole egg Be careful if you walk anywhere near one of these ......... Its fun going through security at airports, I always travel in shorts. Showing the scar on my knee in any language denotes that I have metal inside me is self explanatory IN ANY LANGUAGE my hip might be more problematic. |
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Post by nob on Aug 21, 2024 6:26:12 GMT
Lets hope all works Dinks, is it Blood Pressure?
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Post by banjo on Aug 22, 2024 17:28:16 GMT
Well that's Edinburgh off me bucket list. Bunch of grasping william anchors.
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Post by banjo on Sept 10, 2024 11:15:43 GMT
We went down to Dorset yesterday. In a pub having a late lunch, I heard a Merlin, looked up and there she was. The last time I saw one was in June 2017 on one of those "islands" next to Hayling. We were headed to a pub then as well! It's such a distinctive sound. An octagenarian relic from another era when the "Great" bit meant summat.
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