Any progress OP? Hope the dream job pops up for you… Oh to be young and have no ties :-D

I remember years ago, mooching through the job centre, I saw an ad for a job where the applicant should, “…enjoy their own company” and not be afraid of “…long periods of isolation”. The job included accommodation (log cabin in the middle of nowhere) but there was no wifi, phone line or phone signal. It was a water bailiff or ghillie job of some kind and it entailed rowing about on various lochs and rivers in the far NW of Scotland, scaring poachers away, mainly at night! Once a week, you got to travel back to the BIG HOUSE to spend a night in relative oppulence and socialise with other humans.

Despite not having a shotgun licence and barely remembering how to row, I got offered the job. I will *always* regret not taking it – can’t even remember what I ended up doing – probably some crappy bar job or similar…

Anyway, again, best of luck OP – hope something comes up :-)

I used to wear a pair of army surplus, goretex gaiters with whatever waterproof boots suited the conditions… The gaiters were about a tenner on eBay and they almost entirely solve the issue of water coming in over the top of your boots. They just keep *everything* out. Yes, they look a bit odd but who cares – toasty, dry feet and camouflaged ankles ftw :-D

Well, I’ve just logged on (Chrome) for the first time in well over two years, experienced the nag box on every click, wondered wtf was going on and saw this thread. And am entirely unsurprised by the whole, “IT’S YOUR OWN STOOPID FAULT” attitude (which partly explains not having logged on for over two years…).

One day, like it or not, and to paraphrase Richmal Crompton’s William Brown, you will marry some girl or some old girl will come along and marry you. When that happens, I’ll be ready and waiting to document the joyous occasion (do try to smile). http://www.emersonphotography.co.uk In the meantime, there’s always grindr.

Edit: I also spend two days a week piloting a massive van around NE Scotland delivering essential food packaging, so if you need any of that, let me know – Arbroath to Bannf and beyond…

Thanks all. looks like Berghaus have extended their offer until the 19th so shall pass on the info :-)

FWIW, I’m a wedding photographer and there are *loads* of brides on FB groups deciding not to book their weddings with this particular chain after hearing the news. Some because they have a decent moral compass and some because they fear the hotels will be bankrupt through bad pubicity.

CraigW- that’s exactly what I’ve done 😃

Ta. Was kind of hoping there was a standard size… Will actually have to get off the sofa and have a proper look.

Cheers for confirming it’s not just me… In the end, I went for clamps, superglue and eventually, also the swearing method. It’s now under so much tension that I suspect it’ll pop off at the first breath of wind and probably lodge itself in my eyes / trachea. So no worries about rotational neck injuries.

Good to know it can be done because I don’t think they’ll take the helmet back in its current condition (assuming you could ever get a robot to talk to you on their chat thing which is an abyss of black nothingness and the only way to get in touch).

Superglue is the way forward I suspect.

Is there a third party who could be responsible for disseminating funds? By that, I mean, is there a relative you’re both on good terms with who can be trusted to fairly distribute the current allowance for the good of your kids? An escrow partner if you will?

Sadly, communication breakdown will empty both of your pockets – communicating by lawyers is insanely expensive for all involved, so I’d recommend Relate just to get you back on talking terms.

That said, good legal representation will stop you having the mick taken, so don’t be afraid to throw some cash in that direction.

Best of luck to all of you.

Or maybe I did it wrong?!

Dude, you did it wrong – you just push the nodules on the visor against the plugs in the helmet and the plugs disappear into the body of the helmet.

I’m 22 hours late to the party but I’m currently removing dog leads in Photoshop for a client who turned up for her photoshoot with; one dog due to be put down :-( , one dog with anger issues (might have started a thread on here earlier under a different name) and one human-aggressive dog. None of them allowed off their leads, so yes, I’m working.

We spent insane amounts on a massive Quinny system which allowed the seat to be moved from a rolling chassis to a car base and thence to a carry handle, and realised far too late that the whole thing’s a massive racket. Every separate component weighed a metric shit ton.

Honestly? Buy a cheapy folding buggy for out and about and spend the money on a static car seat.

Just popped in to say my free Bobby Dazzler light arrived today (free when you buy a fugly helmet with rear, red LED lights For £20) and I’m very impressed! All metal, feels solid, bright enough for night riding… And yes, the mount looks awful so it’ll be supplemented by a thick Velcro strap.

All of those are defeated by my Polish mate Sergei who is the size of a lie whale and used to work for the Ukranian government.

I’m not convinced that the cause of any RTC, as determined after 15 minutes of investigation is ever any different from the conclusion after 8 hours of road closure.

Maybe so but you’ve still got to have evidence to back up your determinations / hunches / musings…

I had a ” **** Racism ” T-shirt – bright red with white logo. Usually wore it with an unbuttoned shirt on top but forgot the shirt one sunny evening and was refused entry to my mate’s house by his uptight mum…

Thanks again – there is a DVI port back there too, so in theory, I just need to buy a DVI lead for the 2nd monitor? Photos are a bit beyond me since photobucket started charging to use their service…

Thanks all. Will pull the case off tomorrow and see what’s in there.

I think they’re 1080 – does that sound about right?!

So, I could buy something like this – https://www.scan.co.uk/products/2gb-gigabyte-geforce-gt-710-active-fan-single-slot-pcie-20-(x16)-1800mhz-ddr3-gpu-954mhz-cores-192-h?gclid=Cj0KCQiAh9njBRCYARIsALJhQkEZUcNdL1et7YFpKVPT_VXp1iCYvX2quMJ_2qiPjizMuvxXU7LcEasaAqmFEALw_wcB

But it looks like the ports are two different sizes? I don’t doubt I’m missing something very basic here…!

Wouldn’t both the inputs need to be exactly the same?

As a bad boy yoof, o got packed off to a long adventure “holiday” on summer. None if us had enough clothes and we were encouraged to wash smalls in the loch, which no one could be arsed doing.

I shared a locker with a smelly, spotty guy and after a few weeks, the locker began to properly stink. The odour got so bad that eventually there was a large empty space around our bunk as the other boys shifted their beds away from us.

At about the four week mark, I lost my temper and forced spotty boy to drag the locker outside to hose it down. Inside, he found a plastic bag containing a pair of my still wet socks from day one. None of us could get near them. I took some serious stick…

Riding in a group, relying on others to warn of upcoming impediments is a shit excuse – an outdated excuse to ride three abreast in the days before horses. Oh wait.

If you’re on a public road, populated by various means of transport, you’re responsible for your own actions. Works with cars too.

None of this romantic, peloton, group mentality nonsense. What are you, a ‘Borg?

I would and I’ve never even met you 😁

Anyway, I’ve been through all the counselling stuff, the community outreach programmes, CBT and eventually, AA.

I’m currently trying to help a very good friend who’s stuck on heroin. Has been for about 25 years but has finally come to realise that the self medication he needed as a 20 something is perhaps not what he needs now.

Through repeated conversations with him and many others like him, it’s become obvious that the only thing which helps is a massive change of situation – a sideways step. Not up. Not down.

A total change of place, friends, work – whatever it takes. Throwing money at the problem just does not help.

Take the cash you were going to use, double it and cycle round the west coast with him. Eat scones, drink tea, ensure he returns to a different situation.

Sounds ridiculous but there should be gvmnt grants for this kind of genuine help.

Hmm. Guess it’s like getting into a car, lying down, closing your eyes and putting yourself entirely in someone else’s hands. But with massive trust issues!

Pretty sure the NHS won’t stump up for three appointments of me talking to a professional about mutual interests before commencing enamel maceration.

This new guy is pretty convincing – he’s on call for Balmoral when the family are in residence but yet, but yet…

About a million years with interstellar gaps due to drunken over-sharing / abuse-giving / bans.

No way am I trawling through all that but my Galaxy A5 does everything you ask and more. Probs within budget too. It’s likely already been addressed but why the need for a headphone socket? Bluetooth works for me but then I listen to folk music and audio books :-) (although the A5 does have a socket).

My first proper school was in deepest, darkest Somerset. Two classrooms – big class and small class. We were ‘taught’ by the headmaster, an alcoholic WWII veteran who slept the entire afternoon. When he was awake, he encouraged activities along the lines of building hot air balloons for invertebrates, cutting up magazines to make bizarre collages along wildlife themes and once his patience ran out and the hangover kicked in, games of “…the next one who talks, gets everything on my desk thrown at him”.

Recent doggo adventures. The hairy one is ours :-)

balmedie-boxing-2 by Jamie Emerson[/url], on Flickr

balmedie-boxing-12 by Jamie Emerson[/url], on Flickr

squirrel-wood-post-xmas-7 by Jamie Emerson[/url], on Flickr

scolty-post-xmas-5 by Jamie Emerson[/url], on Flickr

hog-st-cyrus-6 by Jamie Emerson[/url], on Flickr

hog-st-cyrus-7 by Jamie Emerson[/url], on Flickr

counteswells-jan-50mm-1 by Jamie Emerson[/url], on Flickr

Another (mostly) happy V70 owner here :-)

olvo by Jamie Emerson[/url], on Flickr

Tried all sorts through my opticians and always felt uncomfortable.  Constant grittiness / dryness even with the priciest lenses.  Switched to Daysoft about six years back and now never even notice I’m wearing them.  About £15 for a month’s supply plus the usual bi-annual lens check at the opticians.

I really enjoyed it.  It’s a bit of a pastiche, a throw back, a schlock horror in a knowing sort of a way – treated as such, it’s fantastic.  The last ten minutes or so are almost laughable but the sheer level of ridiculousness is what makes the film work (for me).

Oh, and GT, great job on the shortlisting – impressive stuff.  The Taylor Wessing comp always gets dissed by pro photographers saying things along the lines of, “Pfft, coulda taken that shot of a moody girl with my mobile…”  The obvs response is, “But you bloody didn’t, did you?!”

The good thing about infrared photography is being able to shoot away in bright sunlight – no waiting for golden hour…

scolty-ir-6 by Jamie Emerson[/url], on Flickr

scolty-ir-5 by Jamie Emerson[/url], on Flickr

scolty-ir-1 by Jamie Emerson[/url], on Flickr

As a recent newcomer to the station, I have this to say: it’s almost all electronica, synth bullshit.  Electronica lead humbug. I had such high hopes after the whole Dublin music festival thing involving interviews with all sorts of interesting sorts and very good music.  Been downhill since then.

Hmm.  I replied to this, gave it half an hour to see if it was a glitch (when it disappeared), came back and it wasn’t.

Once again with feeling; night lights.  Winter is Coming.  In my case, bedtime was the only quality time my wife had with the small person.  She was glad to do it and I was glad to get out and about through the moonlit, yellowy woodlands and cornfields.

As it got darker, I needed the light on my head and handlebars more often but not as often as you’d think.

Nah.  He knew what he was doing and I’m not going to thank him for not being a dick, although it did cross my mind in that first rosy glow of a peaceful evening.

Quick update.  He was at it again on Monday – boof, boof, boof, from late afternoon.  Still at it at 10.30.  BOOF…, BOOF, BOOF.  Did exactly what I expressly set out not to do – went out and lost my shit.  Pointed out the many other walls in the neighbourhood which have the same qualities as mine, managed not to swear and RESULT!  He still kicks the ball about but doesn’t kick it anywhere near the fence / wall.

Even heard him telling his mates to keep it away from our end of the green in a slightly panicky voice.

So thanks to all those who suggested a hard-line approach.  He isn’t a bad lad – he hasn’t spray painted a willy on my wall or twocked my car.  I just needed some reassurance that sometimes, some kids need a **** shouting at.