All ye oul wans and oul fellas out there! Wakey wakey, rise and shine!

I just have the smallest suspicion that I might be being got at...however I watched extracts of that - kept fast forwarding when it got too tedious profound and didn't actually finish it.

I think I have a good idea why I could not remember it :pac:

Wallace and Gromett is funny, but other than that, I'm good thanks (as they say in the US of A)

Alice1 wrote: »

Oh, they are videotapes... that's alright then. Fraid I thought they were.... something else.

I remember vidgy-o-tapes but never got one to work. Oh, what fun we had! Miles of shiny black tape pouring out of a really expensive ornament called a vidgy-o-recorder like sudz pouring out of a washing machine. Then, pushing the debris back into shopping bags, bringing them back to Extravision and paying the fines. Oh, great days!

We still have a vidgy-o-recorder - it's programmed and locked to start playing first thing on 1st January 3000.

No, the classics shown above are on things called deeveedeez. Provided you put them into the right machine and the right way up, these work every time. No fun a tall a tall.

looksee wrote: »

Somebody. In one of the houses to the back of ours, the ones that are yards away but need a half mile trip to get to. Has been playing a tin whistle endlessly for about an hour now. One of those endless ditty things beloved of ceili bands, fast and twiddly and interminable.

I am seriously considering the 1812 on full volume.

Go for it.

Jellybaby1 wrote: »

Now I am fond of music and often sing in the car, but never do I bombard the citizens of this town with loud music. I could hear it a street away.

Oh, I do! It's loike todally ossum, man, chillin' in my 1992 1.3liter zooped-up Mitsubishi with my choones, boom-box, blacked-out windowscreens an' trilby hat. After Glastonberry.....ahem.....I bought all of Kanye West's stuff. Then I loike swapped all my loike clothes'n'stuff for stuff that's loike 5 sizes too big an' now I is croozin', man, not snoozin'. See, we loike know that the wimmin tink's that only loike todally fit geezers know how to play choones at loike 11.

So I am busy doing two other things and the mobile rings. So I answer it and a female voice says something along the lines of 'hello looksee, I am calling for Sherree/Cherie' or some such name. Who? I say, trying to do one of the two other things at the same time. 'Three, I am calling from Three Mobile' she says. 'Oh, no thanks I am not interested' I say on autopilot, 'byeee' and ring off.

Just as I ring off I realise that I am now with 3 since it merged with or took over O2. Ah! might have been some amazing offer. On the other hand it might not, and she has gone now anyway.

I just wonder though, why do these random people (including people calling to the door wanting to clean your gutters/ sell you tickets for stuff/ whatever) think that you are either willing or able to just drop whatever you are doing to attend to their uninvited wants? If you want to communicate with me, send me an email, pop a note through the letterbox, or some other non-invasive strategy. But don't expect me to change direction in mid activity to accommodate you.

tl/dr I am old, and grumpy, don't hassle me.

looksee wrote: »

So I am busy doing two other things and the mobile rings. So I answer it and a female voice says something along the lines of 'hello looksee, I am calling for Sherree/Cherie' or some such name. Who? I say, trying to do one of the two other things at the same time. 'Three, I am calling from Three Mobile' she says. 'Oh, no thanks I am not interested' I say on autopilot, 'byeee' and ring off.

Just as I ring off I realise that I am now with 3 since it merged with or took over O2. Ah! might have been some amazing offer. On the other hand it might not, and she has gone now anyway.

I just wonder though, why do these random people (including people calling to the door wanting to clean your gutters/ sell you tickets for stuff/ whatever) think that you are either willing or able to just drop whatever you are doing to attend to their uninvited wants? If you want to communicate with me, send me an email, pop a note through the letterbox, or some other non-invasive strategy. But don't expect me to change direction in mid activity to accommodate you.

Funny! I don't mind the callers to the door provided they're here to "suggest" rather than "ram" their service down my neck. Getting a new business started can be tough and I (sort of) admire them for their effort.

But....those phone calls......reading from a script.......prepared answers......relentless yabbering.....all from the comfort of their desk.....at a time to suit them....!

I have asked before but didn't get an answer: In the old days, if you didn't hang up a nuisance phone call - leave the receiver sitting on your desk or whatever - the caller was unable to make another call until YOU hung up properly. Oh I do hope this is still true because well, a typical call to BrensBenz Manor: "Oh hello, this is Shard'n from Acme Perfect Company and we wondered if you might be interested in our new, super-duper, all expense spared wonder produ......" "Oh, very sorry Shard'n, would you mind if I just put the phone down for a moment?" This isn't in her script so: "Eh no, dat's grand....." Phone goes to desk, BrensBenz goes to kitchen to make tea, assemble a sandwich, take Woof for his walk, wash car, visit neighbours.

"Yeah buh yeah buh" I hear you say. "What if someone is trying to call your landline?" Well, if it's someone I know, they have my mobile number or can get it quickly. All others must wait.

But hark, is that the footfall of yonder postman I hear, carrying about his van my birthday pressie? Yes, it is, Woof is barking........see yiz anon.

OldGoat wrote: »

CAKE!

It's not for a few days yet but, yes, I think it's fair to assume that I may be called upon to inspect several cakes, particularly those with dairy products, health foods and five-a-day fruit stuff. Toblerone and mandarin cheesecake satisfies all requirements as does Black Forest Gateau.

Unfortunately, mounting the required number of candles onto a piece of gurrcake presents certain issues, not least the skill of a neuro-surgeon being required to insert that many candles into such a small space. Unless, of course, gurrcake might be available in proper sizes. Hmmmm, must investigate......

looksee wrote: »

I just wonder though, why do these random people (including people calling to the door wanting to clean your gutters/ sell you tickets for stuff/ whatever) think that you are either willing or able to just drop whatever you are doing to attend to their uninvited wants? If you want to communicate with me, send me an email, pop a note through the letterbox, or some other non-invasive strategy. But don't expect me to change direction in mid activity to accommodate you

Hah, we had one of those today. Maybe he was on the level, and claimed he'd done the windows for "lady of the house" a few months ago. But I don't really like door-to-door touting, even if I was going to entertain the idea, and he blinked way too much.

Anyone else find they trust people less if their eyes are constantly fluttering?

Edit: Also, happy birthday, Brensbenz!

Rubecula wrote: »

I want to cry
Government dept. want to take me to court .... and they want to take my driving licence off me too.

Eek! O.O That all sounds fairly alarming!

It is a real pain, and I live in the back of beyond too.

If I go west from here I will end up in Ireland lol

and be done for swimming without a licence