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« Reply #240 on: May 13, 2018, 03:00:30 PM »

The posh meal went well. I don't consider the food to have been worth the £30 it cost but hey, I made the effort to socialise with people. Eat with your cutlery started from the outside and work your way round, pass the port the correct way round the table (not forgetting to pour for the woman on your left), don't leave the table while food is being served and all that kind of stuff. I am aware of the etiquette I just don't care for eating that formally.

Although frankly it was more about getting away from work for an afternoon.

Got the beach clean tomorrow morning, another half day out the office. My warrant officer is rather unhappy with me for giving him a talk to do, as is the flight sergeant. I got an email telling me I may not have made the best career move in giving him extra work. Well, he gave me the task of setting up this walk so he can damn well get some of it passed right back up to him. :P

Heh heh heh. It is said that in the military s**t rolls down hill (meaning that the lower your rank the more crap jobs come your way). Guess what, I am an aircraft technician. It is my job to make s**t fly.

Kristi took Ash to church today. Sunday is supposed to be the day though that I get to spend one on one time with him while she is at church. I don't mind him going with her now and again, but I have said that if the weather is nice next Sunday I'll be taking him a walk along the east beach (I've got a harness that I can carry him on my chest with rather than trying to push a buggy through the sand).

Kristi suggested playing a game of X-Wing tonight. By the time we got everything set up though it was too late to start the game. We've left it set up though to play tomorrow. I am taking my Black Sun Skysharks (five Z-95 Headhunters) and a couple of friends (a Starviper and a Lancer) while she is going with a fat Han (means a Millenium Falcon with a ton of modification cards), a X-Wing, a B-Wing and a captured TIE fighter. She plays a lot more modification cards than me, while I tend to prefer a large number of ships with only a few mods scattered through my fleet.
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« Reply #241 on: May 14, 2018, 11:28:51 AM »

So the training day arrived and off I went with a select bunch to do a beach clean and check out some of the local world war two defences. We got lovely weather for it, although it turned out that there wasn't that much litter to pick up.

It is a little known fact that the beach I picked for our tidy up had another group do a tidy up on it last week.

Heh heh heh.

Anyway, since I was in charge of the walk (although there were senior ranking people on it too, its sort of complicated that way) I did my talk first. When everyone else had there turn I gave them prizes depending partially on how well they'd done, but mostly on how much I like them. I'd also picked up some Snickers bars that had different names on them like "Grumpy" (which was awared to Dinky for complaining that I had misspelt his name), "Irritatable" (which went to the Warrant Officer for complaining that I had given him a talk to do), or "Broken" which went to Al Airey for not being able to complete the threee and a half mile walk (Al is a civvy with two bad legs).

Hazel made a comment about how she only liked the really big ones which had me laughing so much Irn Bru came dribbling down my nose. Anyway, if anyone is interested in this sort of thing, my talk is reproduced below.

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"Before I start Iíd just like to mention that I do have a selection of prizes for these stands. The better your stand, the better the reward you get, although I do reserve the right to be arbitrary about them. Ok, my question is?

Following the Fall of France, a German invasion via Norway was viewed as a real possibility. What was done to make this area less attractive as a potential invasion site (counter intelligence and hard defences)?

Even before the fall of France, British high command had been considering an invasion of Norway in order to help not only with the naval blockade of Germany but also prevent Swedenís iron ore being exported to Germany (which was a major supplier for the Wehrmachtís war machine). When Germany invaded first, our invasion plans turned into an ultimately unsuccessful counter attack. Germany then poured troops into Norway on a huge scale. Although an invasion of the UK via the southern coast of England would have seemed easier, the number of troops being stationed in Norway had to make the British government consider that invading via this other route was a possibility. In fact there were so many troops in Norway, that to this day it remains one of the highest ratio of occupying troops to population in history with around 1 soldier for every 8 civilians. Between 3 to 400,000 troops were stationed there and would remain there for the entire war. Indeed the troop presence in Norway was so high that it adversely affected Germanyís ability to fight on other fronts and shortened the war considerably.

So with this huge force sitting potentially preparing to invade Scotland what did the government of the day do about this? The first part of this talk will address the physical defences put in place to slow down an invasion.

Actually compared to projects like the Maginot line in France or the Atlantic wall, surprisingly not as much as you might think. The truth is the British Empire at this point was barely being held together. During the First World War, British industry had switched from supplying goods around the world to making war goods. After the war it found that those markets had learned to supply themselves and the money that used to flow into the UK from its trading empire was very much reduced. Even if it hadnít been for the Second World War, the chances are that the Empire would have shrunk regardless. To get back on topic though money to actually build defences on a grand scale was in short supply, not to mention following Dunkirk manpower and heavy equipment were both in short supply. One of the other speakers will discuss what troops were available and used to defend the area so Iíll move on from there.

For physical defences, a series of concrete pillboxes was constructed around the coast anywhere that would have made a suitable landing site, including along Moray. There were 6 designs of pillboxes approved by the War Office, designed mostly for use with machine guns and rifles. The designs were pretty basic, and would not withstand heavy firepower. The pillboxes were known as Type 22 through to the Type 28. Most of the surviving pillboxes in this area are either of the Type 22 or the Type 24 style, which was a hexagon, 30cm thick (which was the standard thickness of reinforced concrete for bullet proofing, although some shellproof ones at a thickness of a meter were constructed). Although there were standardised designs for these hard points, local commanders on the ground had considerable scope to vary them to local conditions. The pillboxes would be camouflaged using local materials like mixing sand into the concrete or using pebbles from the beach to help them blend into the background. Soil would be piled up on the sides and roof. They were also often reinforced with scrap metal and wood sourced locally. Large gun emplacements were basically larger versions of the Type 28 pillbox, such as the ones here in Roseisle that once held renovated battleship guns. Despite the problems Iíve already mentioned with resources the emplacements were a huge building program with approximately 28,000 pillboxes being built around the UK in a very short amount of time. As well as troops, local labour was also employed to get all these defences in place.

Other defences that were prepared include glider poles, which were ten foot high posts dug into beaches and other suitable landing sites for gliders, the idea being that anyone trying to land in a forest of these poles would cause the glider to flip over and crash as well as a variety of designs of concrete blocks called Dragonís Teeth. The idea behind these is that they would provide obstacles to enemy tanks and other heavy vehicles preventing them getting off the beach. You can see remains of Dragons Teeth along the west beach in Lossiemouth if you walk along to the lighthouse.

In addition to these a large number of airfields were opened in the region to provide aircover against any invasion as well as carrying out attacks on enemy assets in Norway which again will be covered more in a later presentation. German fighters would have struggled to provide aircover for a fleet so far from bases in Norway.

For the second part of my talk, Iíll move onto counter intelligence and take a step backwards to address the bigger picture. What kind of spy network do you think Germany had in the UK? A guess at the number of agents they had?

One.

With this one exception, every single German agent sent to the UK was either caught by the authorities, or turned themselves in. The one exception discovered after the war was over, had committed suicide. It became ridiculously easy to catch German spies after the Enigma code was broken, although they often managed to give themselves away even before this. MI5 would often be waiting for spies before they even arrived in the UK, picking them up on arrival. They were then either imprisoned, executed or offered the chance to become a double agent. In a very literal way MI5 was actually running the German spy network in the UK and controlled how much and what information the German intelligence service (Abwehr) received. They were able to use this to convince the German military that large numbers of troops were stationed in the region. One example of how they did this was that our intelligence services were aware that German forces were listening in to radio communication in the area so to use this against them radio sets were issued to shepherds who would talk to each other, each claiming to be a battalion and imitating troop movements. False information was bed back through the double agents. It was recognised that giving the Germans too much information might make them suspicious so information was fed to them piecemeal, unit identification numbers or regimental symbols reported as being seen in the region moving from one place to another, leaving the Germans to put the information together and draw conclusions from what they were being fed.

As a side note, we were actually helped in this that the head of the Abwehr (Admiral Wilhelm Canaris) at this time had strong anti-Nazi feelings and encouraged lax performance from his operatives (he would later be implicated in the July 20th assassination attempt on Hitler, and on a diplomatic mission to Spain had actually persuaded General Franco to stay out of the war and sent a huge and detailed dossier on intelligence organisation of the Germanís an a near complete order of battle of the Wehrmacht and Luftwaffe, not to mention mobilization plans to Czech agents in order for them to be delivered to London. He also provided warnings to the British before the invasion of Poland. Spain actually paid his widow a pension after the war in gratitude for his advice in keeping out of the war)."

We walked from Roseisle Wood (although it is no long an isle), to Findhorn. When we started the Warrant started walking along the shale, which is actually pretty tough to walk along. After we'd stopped for the second talk he complained that we should swap sides of the beach and the people who had been walking on the wet sand should take the shale instead. I said fair enough. This meant I got to watch him get wet feet when he tried to jump the stream running along the middle of the beach. About ten minutes later he found himself trapped between the incoming tide and the now swollen stream and had to get wet feet again.

Truly it is the little things in life that provide the greatest pleasure. Not that my Warrant is a bad guy as Warrant's go but when you get the chance to do these things to your boss...

Anyway, we made it to Findhorn and sat at a little cafe overlooking the marina while we waited for our mini bus to arrive. The last stand of the day was the aforementioned Warrant's. I'd been giving up various bars of chocolate as prizes all day long, but since the Warrant had mentioned last week he was on a diet I took out a big bar of chocolate and said "This is what you could have had, but since you are on a diet have an apple instead."

I had a fun day, although I am pretty sure I successfully killed off any last lingering possibilities of promotion with it.
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« Reply #242 on: May 15, 2018, 03:30:26 PM »

Ok, this is just a purely personal thing, but here are the things that bug me about The Last Jedi.

When the First Order arrives at the start the order is given to take out the ground base first and then the fleet. Why? If you took out the fleet first the ground base is going nowhere. They seemed to have no anti spacecraft weaponary on the ground so the base presented no threat to the fleet.

On the ground assault later in the film there is no orbital bombarment to soften up the defences before the assault is launched. While the fleet was damaged by the light speed manoveur if it is still capable of landing a ground force, then surely something would equally be capable of launching an attack at the defenders.

Everytime a distraction appears, be it the Falcon or Luke all guns are ordered to fire on this target rather than sending part of the available forces to deal with it.

Not looking for a big debate into movie logic. I mean afterall, it is all fantasy but for some reason these points are irritating me when I watch it.

I have 1875 days left in the job. In 1875 the first recorded hockey game was played in Montreal. There were also bread riots in the same city. Snooker was invented by a bored British army officer in India. Alexander Graham Bell made the first sound transmission (I'll assume that is supposed to be via wires, as making any noise involves sound transmission). The first roller skate rink was also opened, which was in London.
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« Reply #243 on: May 16, 2018, 03:54:56 PM »

Some days you spent lying on the beach, basking in the sun shine while some attractive waitress brings you cold drinks as you enjoy the millions you have stashed in your bank account.

Other days you sit and somehow manage to get a huge blockage of snot out of your son's nose using only the cap off a pen.

I will let you, gentle reader decide which kind of day mines was.

Odd to think that we are really only just getting out of winter and yet the longest day is not far away.

We have booked tickets to go to a concert in Inverness this weekend. It is a Bee Gees tribute act who do there music in a heavy metal style. Should be interesting.
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« Reply #244 on: May 17, 2018, 11:55:50 AM »

So yesterday I sent out an email to a section basically saying can you let us know if you have received tech instruction number blah blah blah. Nothing particularly interesting or special about that. It is one of the more mundane and unremarkable things I have to do in my job and something I've done I suspect thousands of times before.

Today I got a reply from the Flt Sgt in charge of this particular section repremanding me for my tone and being condescending. I mean the email was about 10 words long including saying 'Good morning' at the start and 'Regards' at the end.

I wanted to reply with an email saying 'Dry your eyes cupcake', but my boss suggested that, ok she didn't suggest she gave me a flat out hell no. I wrote a second version that was more polite, but my ending of it with "Apologies for you reading that email in a tone that wasn't intended" made it sound as if I was having a go at him.

Well to be fair, by that point well yes I was. I mean the original was in no way meant to cause offence and to the best of my knowledge no one else ever has taken it as such.

Anyway, to cut a long story short I was told just to not reply to the message.

I wonder if he will now get offended at me ignoring him? Oh well, I guess being a snowflake isn't limited to millenials.

I am thinking about reviving something we used to do as teenagers where every year in December we'd pull some big practical joke. An idea occured to me and I am having a problem saying no to it. I am thinking about replacing pictures of Jesus with ones of Ewan McGregor as Obi Wan Kenobi just to see how long it is before anyone notices. It isn't quite as grand as some of the japes we pulled in previous years, but it is a start. It all started because of a sign outside a newsagents with the headline of the day on it. It read "Armed Robbers Wanted!".

By the time we'd finished with it, it read "Armed Robbers Wanted! Apply within." It then went on to list the terms and conditions of employment and so on. The next year we arranged christmas dinner to be brought to the addicts ward in the local hospital.

Yup, we took them cold turkey.

And things went on from there for the next four and five years.
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« Reply #245 on: May 18, 2018, 06:35:27 AM »

It all started because of a sign outside a newsagents with the headline of the day on it. It read "Armed Robbers Wanted!".

By the time we'd finished with it, it read "Armed Robbers Wanted! Apply within." It then went on to list the terms and conditions of employment and so on. The next year we arranged christmas dinner to be brought to the addicts ward in the local hospital.

Yup, we took them cold turkey.

And things went on from there for the next four and five years.

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As someone who was addicted to painkillers for two months - not long, I know but I was and am a recoveree - I would have appreciated that turkey and the gesture.  Thumbup
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« Reply #246 on: May 18, 2018, 01:34:01 PM »

It all started because of a sign outside a newsagents with the headline of the day on it. It read "Armed Robbers Wanted!".

By the time we'd finished with it, it read "Armed Robbers Wanted! Apply within." It then went on to list the terms and conditions of employment and so on. The next year we arranged christmas dinner to be brought to the addicts ward in the local hospital.

Yup, we took them cold turkey.

And things went on from there for the next four and five years.

 TeddyR TeddyR

As someone who was addicted to painkillers for two months - not long, I know but I was and am a recoveree - I would have appreciated that turkey and the gesture.  Thumbup

That was actually a pretty complicated plan involving getting uniforms, fake IDs and so on.
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« Reply #247 on: May 18, 2018, 03:14:09 PM »

So on a whim Kristi decided when I finished work today, we'd go out to the local fleapit and watch Deadpool: Even Deader (hey it is the tagline it should have went with in my book!). Alas since it is rated a 15 in the UK they wouldn't let us take Ash in.

He is 10 weeks old, can't yet focus properly on objects, has decidedly limited vocal skills (ok, some of the noises he makes I do not understand how they can come out of a human throat, but if it is a language he speaks, then it is not one meant for mortal men) and yet the cinema staff thought he might be corrupted by the content of the movie.

I mean when I was a child I could watch pretty much any film I wanted until the video nasty scare hit and it never corrupted me. I mean I hardly ever kill anyone. Unless they deserve it, get in my way somehow, if I am irritated, because it is my job or I think it would be funny (I try to be humane about though I mean just last week I'd to take out some old man and I put my slippers on when I kicked him to death so it wouldn't hurt as much), or someone else pays me. Funny though, for all the times people offered me money to kill someone, no one has ever offered me money to kill them. Actually, thinking about it suicide by hitman wouldn't be a terrible idea. You could take out a huge bank loan to pay for it, pay the hitman with the cash and then die with the satisfaction of knowing that by dying owing money you have finished ahead of the game.

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Anyway, we decided to go out for a meal after getting our tickets refunded.

Saw a post from someone talking about the latest school shooting in the states and that there was no way to prevent these things happening. Yeah, says someone from the only country in the world where this happens regularly. He also claimed it was his god given right to own guns. Well, not sure I ever read that in any of my bibles (it might surprise you to know I own 6 or 7 bibles and have even read some of them, although I cannot claim to have read it cover to cover. As Yoda would say "Page turners, they are not!"). Pretty sure that was a human decided thing, unless I missed a section of the commandments that said "Thou shalt be allowed to own guns" or maybe Moses or Jesus once said "Thy guns are more important than thy children. Suffer ye not the little children to live but instead sacrifice them on the altar of the second amendment."

You might have a small dick or just feel sexually inadequate, but hey you can make up for it by having a big gun.

Maybe other people will find this strange given my job, but I think that everyone that is pro gun ownership should be made to walk through a morgue with children that have been killed by firearms and forced to look at the face of every dead child to make sure they understand what they are promoting. But then, I think it is easy to promote that kind of thing unless you actually have to face the consequences of your actions and beliefs. Look into those eyes that have began to cloud over, feel the skin that feels like cold clay and then stand up and say "Hell yes, this is worth it."

Look at yourself in the mirror. Could you really do that? And if you can you really say you are a fit human being? I leave that question up to each persons conscience. Right now, I am just feeling for parents that are never going to see their child come running home again. I ache for them and hope that I'll never find myself in such a position.

One of the few times I will give my own free time for something work related thing is when they plant a garden of remembrance. They didn't do one last year, I guess because the conflicts we are involved in aren't grabbing headlines, but the last time I did it we were planting little crucifixes with a remembrance poppy and a photo a soldier who had died in Afghanistan or Iraq on it, until there was one planted for every fallen soldier. At one point I had to plant three of them in a row where the ages of the combatants had all been 18. I put them in, looked at their young faces and the thought that came across my mind was "Oh for f**ks sake's lads. Did your mothers even know you were out?"

I've heard a lot of people say it is a good thing to give up your life for your country. I dunno, dead is dead to me however it happens. A dead body feels like cold clay regardless of how it gets there, and believe me decomposing does is no respecter of why you died. Besides I have never seen the flag, uniform or country that has stopped a single bullet or shed a tear to say it appreciated your unasked for sacrifice on its behalf. But then such symbols have always had no meaning for me. It surprised me when I found out it upset Kristi when she saw her flag being burned in a protest in the middle east. To be honest the question that goes through my head at times like that is generally "Where do they get those flags from?" I mean is there a chain of "Flags R Us" across the middle east where you can go buy a flag of whatever country has upset them this week and burn it in the street? Anyway, if I ever die in the line of duty I don't want anyone to think I was some kind of hero. I was doing it simply because they pay me well, and if you were able to ask me about it I am willing to bet I'd say I am really p**sed off about being dead. Honestly I don't feel any different from a mercenary, except on the occasions when someone or someones have done something that has actually touched me inside. If you get that kind of reaction from me, it can be for better or for worse but its a reaction you'll remember for the rest of your life.

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So back to our night. Had a nice meal in one of the local bars and did some shopping at the local supermarket. Kristi could tell I was feeling a bit down about not getting to see the movie, so I got to buy some DVDs and got myself a bottle of Jim Bean. Once upon a time it would have been Jack Daniels, but for several months some years ago that disappeared from the shops and when it returned the price had doubled. I didn't drink Jack Daniels because it is good. In fact quite the opposite. I drink it because it is crap, it doesn't have the bite of a good whiskey that burns the back of your throat but doesn't taste terrible, you can throw several of them down your throat in rapid succession and I don't feel bad if I pollute it by adding coke or Irn Bru or what ever. Since JD is now £26 to £30 per bottle and which for that sort of money I can get a decent quality whiskey I switched to Jim Bean at £14 a bottle. Tastes just the same too, although JD does have the cooler looking label.

I am currently reaching the end of my second Jim Bean and accelerating fast. Who wants to join me for a drink and we'll solve the worlds problems together? Or maybe I'll just let my rage loose and see how much of the world I can burn down.

Or maybe I'll look at this and feel a reason to be less angry. Or just angry in a different way because we and the generations before us have failed to pass on a better world to them. And I include myself equally in that. No point raging at the rest of the world if you can't look at yourself and see where you have failed. Not doing so just makes you a whiny p***y.



Ok, mostly my solution involves blowing up the parts of it that annoy me. Or countries/continents I've not slept with some woman from (I am looking at you Antarctica, Central America, Russia and the whole of Africa*** (I have never actually met a female African over the age of consent. I am going to blame Trevor and Bruce for this, who are the only African's I know, indeed they were both born in the same country).

***Please note that this doesn't mean that I've had sex with women from every other country in the world, but I have managed a fair chunk of them (including a few most people aren't aware exist) before I got married but I did manage most of the important ones.
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« Reply #248 on: May 18, 2018, 05:14:00 PM »

I tell you, Alex - I'm a teacher.  I am about to put on a coat and tie and watch 17 young people that I have taught for six years receive their diplomas tonight.  The thought of them lying in a pool of blood, dead before their time, because some nut with a gun had a grievance (real or imagined) horrifies me. Personally, I'm ready to throw every single AR-15 in America into a volcano tomorrow.

But - I also teach our history and our constitution.  Like it or not, the Second Amendment EXISTS.  And to remove it would take a 2/3 majority either in both houses of Congress, or of all the state legislatures, simply to send the new amendment out for ratification.  To actually add it to the Constitution would take a 3/4 majority of all the states!  And there are many Americans who are so afraid - either of crime in their neighborhoods, or of a tyrannical government, or of change itself, that you would literally have to pry the guns from their cold dead hands.

I don't know what to do.  I actually like the principles behind the Second Amendment, but they have become perverted and misused over time.  And it's not JUST the guns.  When I was in High School, around 1978-82, in a rural Texas town - there were rifles in the gun rack of every truck in the parking lot during deer season - both faculty and student vehicles!  And yet no one shot up a school.  Guys who had a beef got in fist fights behind the school after 3:30, or somewhere off campus, and that was the end of it.  Something in our culture over here has changed.  I don't know what it is and I don't know how to fix it, but I am TIRED OF DEAD KIDS.  More tired than I can possibly say.

So I do what I can.  I love the ones I cross paths with, I try to teach them right from wrong and let them know they are worthwhile and cherished.
And I pray the next gunman doesn't come through our doors. But if he does -


he'll have to go through me to get to my kids!
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« Reply #249 on: May 19, 2018, 08:37:41 AM »

The thing is my friend that I am not totally against gun ownership. I do however believe there has to be reasonable rules in place about who can own them and how they are stored and OK, I am viewing this through the lens of the media from another continent, but from what I hear it seems that certain vested interests are determined that there should be almost no rules in place to govern things and they have the money and influence to get their way.

The very thing that is supposed to guarantee freedom seems to have brought instead the tyranny of the gun instead, which is all the worse because people have brought it on themselves. Believe me, I gave up hoping for a real meaningful change in gun laws some time ago, and well in the end of the day it isn't my country, I don't get a say and all I can do mourn with the bereaved.
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« Reply #250 on: May 20, 2018, 06:00:13 AM »

And on a completely different note, me and Kristi went to a gig last night to see a band called Tragedy. If you've not heard of them I can recommend checking them out. They do covers of songs (mostly Bee Gees), but in a heavy metal style.  The energy between the band members really helps make the night. They come out all wearing glitter and silver hot pants combined with some death metal make-up, drawn on tattoos and so on.

Anyway, we had a great night. The support act was a The Police cover band that had one of the best guitarists I've heard in a long time. Little things like the band announcing they were changing their name to "King Neil Dimond King Of The Jews" and then launching into a super charged version of Sweet Caroline really made the whole thing for me. Shame there was only about 50 people at the gig as it was a really good one, but if they do another UK tour (they are from New York), I'll be doing my best to encourage more people to go see them.

Our friend Cat babysat Ash for us. I was impressed Kristi wasn't phoning home every fifteen minutes to check everything was ok. Songs they played included Stayin' Alive, Africa, YMCA, Country Roads, Grease, You Are The One That I Want, How Deep Is Your Love & You Should Be Dancing.

Some years ago, not long after we first moved into this house we had a huge invasion of ants. I ended up one day having to skip work to deal with it. At one point there were so many of them on the kitchen floor, I just filled a bucket of water and poured it over the floor to kill them off. Ant powder was then deployed in strategic places around the house where they could get in. Since then we have had peace, but this year they have found a new way in.

And just because I've not posted any baby pictures for a while.







And here is some pictures from the gig.





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« Reply #251 on: May 20, 2018, 06:11:24 PM »

ants? i can help. obviously you don't want anything toxic having a furbaby and a human baby.
  corn starch is your friend. sprinkle it anywhere you see them coming in, in the backs of cupboards, etc...they will literally smother in it, and it eats their feet too. add in eucalyptus oil in window and door ledges, no spiders either. or roaches, or any of those evil little bastiges!  Cheers
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« Reply #252 on: May 22, 2018, 11:59:51 AM »

I can feel my life energy being slowly sucked out of me. I don't know how much longer I have.

The most depressing person I have ever met has been invited round for dinner. As I was supposed to be on nights this week this wouldn't have been a problem except things got switched around. Normally if she is going to come round I require two weeks notice to mentally prep myself to face her, but this time I had just over a day.

The plants in the house have started wilting already since she arrived seven minutes ago. I think I want to find a polar bear and flick it in the nuts. At least it will be a quicker death than the slow sucking of my will to live.
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« Reply #253 on: May 22, 2018, 04:47:48 PM »

One of my work collegues asked if there had been another shooting spree in the US this morning. Someone else answered, "If not wait a few hours and there will be."

Sadly from what I am hearing on the news this seems to be true.
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« Reply #254 on: May 23, 2018, 02:45:29 AM »

The plants in the house have started wilting already since she arrived seven minutes ago. I think I want to find a polar bear and flick it in the nuts. At least it will be a quicker death than the slow sucking of my will to live.

 TeddyR TeddyR

My Mom can assist with the plants - she has green fingers like the Hulk never had - but she will leave the polar bear up to you.  Wink
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