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having to listen to posh sounding southern types fail to control their wandering toddler
This is a true story, but will likely land for about six people.
I was walking across a holiday park camp site. In front of me, a kid broke free of his mother's grip and ran off. The mum yelled "NO, NATHANIEL!" and I had to go for a bit of a giggle.
I have often though thunderchild would be a good middle name
Is that from Mad-Max?
I prefer 'War-child' as in the california surfer from hit movie; point break 😆
Having a persistent cough and cold for over a week. Some decent sleep would be nice now.
Is that from Mad-Max?
@mattyfez Nope, War of the Worlds. Nathaniel is the clergyman, being tormented by the Martians who he decides are Devils, and he's on the cusp of giving himself to them when his wife tries to persuade him to rethink.
Of course, yes.. I missed that reference, but I've now got the war of the worlds theme tune in my head, on repeat, no one would have belived it!
The
****ing
Ice-cream
Van.
Absolute
Arsehole.
Scoop
Is
Getting
Rammed
Somewhere
Unpleasant,
Whilst
I
Play
A
Distorted
Match
Of
The
Day
Theme
On
Full
Volume
Until
His
Ears
Bleed.
The flags at Glastonbury. Not such an issue on the telly but it's got to be frustrating being there to see a favourite band only for it to be obscured by a (admittedly made me smile) massive flag saying 'Today is my dog's birthday) or some other random crap
Although we did enjoy the two people who opened up big fans when the camera panned across them onto which was written simply, C**t.
I'm quite surprised it's tolerated really 🤔
having to listen to posh sounding southern types fail to control their wandering toddler
This is a true story, but will likely land for about six people.
I was walking across a holiday park camp site. In front of me, a kid broke free of his mother's grip and ran off. The mum yelled "NO, NATHANIEL!" and I had to go for a bit of a giggle.
As a teenager I lived in an agricultural market town. There was little to do but drink. We would go to a really nice old pub and it turned out that in school/uni holidays there were posh people called Sebastian and Hugo and the like who must have been sent away to fancy public schools. One night a mate and I saw one of them come into our bar, see another and proceed to greet them with "Hiiiiii, Pooey! How the hell's your mother?"
We spat our beer out. And have continued to use the phrase for the last 30 years.
This is a true story, but will likely land for about six people.
Damn. That makes me feel about eleventy hundred years old. As my daughter says - "Dad, you're not the demographic"
Dropping daughter and her friend at Birmingham airport at lunchtime for a post A level trip to Germany, Netherlands and Belgium.
MrsMC says "we could head up tbe M6 from Birmingham and gave a few days in the Lakes while she's away".
Great idea!
Then she says "On the way we need to into Birmingham to pick up something I've ordered that can't be delivered".
Great start to a relaxing break....
the fact CSAL put in their T&CS you can't claim this back but no other documentation from other medical professionals makes me think it's just another block to stop you claiming.
@Alex That sounds like an unfair term in the contract and not enforceable. Did Yellow Jersey make this clear at the outset? I suspect not...
@flaperon- they did not. It's in the YJ policy doc, but hidden on page 17 or something! It would also have been good to find they off loaded cancellation claims to this useless company. Lesson learned for next years renewal, but not much I can do this year. I did query if I could charge the letter, but when they - finally - replied, they just pointed me at the policy text.
Then she says "On the way we need to into Birmingham to pick up something I've ordered that can't be delivered".
Sounds SO familiar!! "We" can do something. "We" can go somewhere. In other words, YOU drive and navigate and park and I'll catch up on my social media.
Humans reflecting on the pronunciation of a certain word but pronunciation of said word aside, they pronounce pronunciation, pronounce-e-ation, instead of pro-nun-see-ation.
What you gonna do. 🫣
Then she says "On the way we need to into Birmingham to pick up something I've ordered that can't be delivered".
Sounds SO familiar!! "We" can do something. "We" can go somewhere. In other words, YOU drive and navigate and park and I'll catch up on my social media.
It's a trap! So often Mrs.10 has a brilliant idea for something we need to do. Only for it to suddenly become something I need to do, as she wants to stay in bed/watch TV/play with her phone. Usually, a 30 mile round trip to a grocery store she likes. Instead of a 2 mile round trip to the same brand of grocery store, because she doesn't like something trivial at the closer location.
Then she says "On the way we need to into Birmingham to pick up something I've ordered that can't be delivered".
Sounds SO familiar!! "We" can do something. "We" can go somewhere. In other words, YOU drive and navigate and park and I'll catch up on my social media.
Well, the good news is we didn't have to go into Birmingham.
The bad news is it's because we were car #2 in a 4 car sandwich. So our week away is canceled.
We all walked away from the scene, which is the main thing. Though my legal adviser tells me I may have a stiff neck tomorrow.
We all walked away from the scene, which is the main thing. Though my legal adviser tells me I may have a stiff neck tomorrow.
Joking (I hope) aside, whiplash is a thing and can take a week or two to properly manifest. I would be very guarded about admitting to being injured or, more importantly, admitting to not being injured.
I was once rear-ended (shush now) whilst stationary, I saw him coming up behind me (I said shush) and knew there was no way he was going to stop so I put my head back on the headrest to try and mitigate whiplash damage. I wound up with both my thumbs bashed up, with hindsight I guess I must have braced against the steering wheel though it was involuntary if so.
I got contacted by (many) no-win no-fee ambulance chasers so eventually thought why not? They sent me to some quack osteopath or some such who asked me loads of leading questions like "did you take painkillers?" - no - "are you sure?" I was nothing but honest, the biggest problem at that point was a loss of grip without pain, I couldn't squeeze shampoo out of a bottle. In the end he gave me a knowing wink and told me he'd write me a 'good report.'
The point I'm getting to here is, my neck was fine... for several days, at which point it was suddenly agony. This, I'm led to believe, is not uncommon with whiplash injuries. Anyone getting out of a car immediately going "ooh my neck" is probably faking it.
Anyway. My "solicitor" put in an insurance claim, told me to reject the first offer and accept the second, which I did. I received my payout and their fees were mentioned for the first time in the entire process which was about a third of the compensation award.
Knowing now what I didn't know then, I could've done it all myself and saved a couple of grand.
Joking (I hope) aside, whiplash is a thing and can take a week or two to properly manifest.
I was an insurance claims manager in a previous life. We've had a couple of calls from the responsible drivers insurers who were keen to check if we were hurt and we were very clear that we had no symptoms "yet". The driver behind who got punted into us was holding his neck by the time we left the scene!
Debating whether to have an easy workout in the gym to keep things moving. It will be nice in the air-conditioning.
Are you sure it wasn't Phll Lynott?
I was the public schoolboy in a small industrial town. It was a lonely existence.
Ridiculous, lazy, minimal descriptions by sellers for something you'd want to know a bit about. Ignore. Move on.
If you can't be arsed to say a little, I can't be arsed to look.
I appreciate a gym needs to test it's electrical system. Shutting down the two basement weight rooms at the same time to do it on a busy Monday morning wasn't the best time to do it in my humble opinion.
I was happy to carry on training by the emergency lighting, as it made me look much better in the mirrors than the usual brutally harsh lighting, but the manager wasn't having it.
I'll pack a candle next time I go.
Reminds me of a time I was staying with my old man on holiday and we went to a reasonably up scale beach restaurant, which was more popular for it's fresh deserts and pastries than anything else.
The entire staff were having a team meeting in the area in front of the bar /counter.. Absolutely no one serving even drinks...
I mean, as manager you just don't do that.. You have 2 seperate meetings with half the staff attending each or whatever.
But no, they chose to pull everyone off duty! Even front of house.
We kind of hung around for about 10 mins during which time several other parties arrived and left when they realised there was no service, and we left shortly after.
No a word from any of the staff that were sat around.
It's a classic but....
People who find following a mountain bike trail too difficult so straight line everything. I know that the builders of the trails at a popular tweed valley hotspot are just going to leave it and build on a quieter hill.
People who advertise an item for sale but can't be arsed to clean the item. You see photos in an advert for the item but can't actually see the condition as it's covered in crud.
People who find following a mountain bike trail too difficult so straight line everything
See also those who apparently take the time and effort to clear a stack of logs and branches that someone has placed to dissuade the straight line merchants it must be more effort to stop and clear that lot than it is to ride the built line.
Professional cricketers (the fielding type) oohing and aahing after every delivery that misses everything or hits the pads with a less than zero chance of ever being out LBW.
See also the absolute prat on Saturday gone, fielding at deep square leg, vociferously (apoplectic with rage when the batsman was not given out by the umpire (me)) appealing for LBW, despite the fact that: the ball pitched outside leg stump...so far outside the leg stump in fact that the wicketkeeper was in another time zone in anticipation, and the batsman middled it onto his pad. Standards are slipping!
See also those who apparently take the time and effort to clear a stack of logs and branches that someone has placed to dissuade the straight line merchants it must be more effort to stop and clear that lot than it is to ride the built line.
This one boggles me, me and one of the other gt fairies spent almost an hour putting log rounds, branches, some big stuff two man lift stuff, and then dirt and plants and leaf litter to make it look less horrible and more natural, onto a shortcut on falla brae <climb> Not even a super fast strava line. It was all gone 3 months later. And it'd have been more work to remove than it was to build.
Straightlines in general are quite understandable, as soon as there's a visible line people are going to ride it without any ill intent, I've been caught out by this myself on trails I've built. And often those first straightlines just come by accident and then get followed. Fact is they're often just the more obvious line and so naturally they get ridden. But the actual act of clearing a blocked line is crazy.
(or the other glentress climb thing "ah hah, the forestry have built a fence blocking this shortcut. I will now ride round the end of the fence" It couldn't be more obvious you're not supposed to do it)
Oh special mention for a riding coach, let's for the sake of argument call this hypothetical coach Barry Andlow, who actually encourage their classes to ride off the trail to go fast.
Livestream editors who don't know the music and cut away from the musician playing just at the wrong moment.
The andrex poo kid advert. I laughed first time, and it's an important subject but I now find myself becoming irritated and I don't really know why.
There is almost nobody in the mountain biking world that can say Megavalanche properly.
It's always, Mega-avalanche. 😂
Idiot neighbour who a few days ago posted in the streets WhatsApp group asking whose car it was that had been parked outside their house for a couple of days. YOU DON’T OWN THE BIT OF STREET OUTSIDE YOUR HOUSE YOU CRETIN.
Then yesterday when they went out they bloody dragged their bin onto the road to reserve their space. Hanging is too good.
but I now find myself becoming irritated and I don't really know why
Perhaps try a different brand? hth 😀
Then yesterday when they went out they bloody dragged their bin onto the road to reserve their space. Hanging is too good.
Round here the council will chase and/or fine you if your bin is out and it's not bin day.
Though I'd be tempted to just hide the bin.....
Idiot neighbour who a few days ago posted in the streets WhatsApp group asking whose car it was that had been parked outside their house for a couple of days. YOU DON’T OWN THE BIT OF STREET OUTSIDE YOUR HOUSE YOU CRETIN.
A long time ago I wanted to park in the road near my work but a householder had put cones the road to prevent people. In a self-righteous strop I moved the cones and parked, and when I got back in the evening I found a note on my car saying that the householder had been unable to park near their house, and had had to carry their disabled child a long way from the car. I felt about one inch tall. I felt even smaller the next day when the householder came out and apologised for leaving a rude note.
DrJ - are you saying you moved the cones the next day as well? 😀
Further to my it's / its ire previously on this thread -
The editor of 10 years of a well known cycling website using it's wrongly twice really wound me up.
The editor of 10 years of a well known cycling website using it's wrongly twice really wound me up.
Also unable to spell Frankenstein, apparently
https://groups.google.com/g/alt.possessive.its.has.no.apostrophe?pli=1
The demise of usenet makes me sad, if not disproportionately cross. UK.rec.cycling was a precursor to STW, and usenet humour had a geeky weirdness all of its own.
Tortoise Media's destruction of the Observer, one of the few remaining reliable newspapers. Tragic.
The editor of 10 years of a well known cycling website using it's wrongly twice really wound me up.
More crossmaking on that photo is the branding on the wheel and the branding on the tyre being the opposite war around from each other.
Signing up for a SIM only deal with European roaming then after a few days on holiday get a text saying you have used 80% of your ‘fair usage’ allowance and you need to buy a data plan for £10.