You can time the rain.

Normally around 4pm everyday

It all depends if you can be arsed with Phuket itself. Not my first choice of destination in Thailand, but I’m a snob and hate any expat hangouts/tourist hangouts so don;t listen to me.

What agencies?

I used to look on oilcareers (i think it was called that)

A lot of the internet ones appear to be – pay us a 100quid and we’ll let you look.

Coupe de etat

Senator 3.0 v6

+1 XM

Renault Savnnah was that their luxury barge?

I once took too much 2-CB and saw rainbows coming out of everything, great big laser like rainbows emitting from pretty much everything around me. Friends talking to me and rainbows coming out of their eyes and mouths. Freaked me out a bit it did. It’s quite hard to order a drink at a bar when the barman has rainbows coming out of him, the beer taps are spitting rainbows everywhere and everywhere you look raindbows are being emitted.

Yes.

Brought her up from about a month old until she was 2 1/2 or so.

Here are some photos

Quirrel – they love people with environmental degrees as long as they have some kind of practical Health and Safety background to go with them.

It’s been ten years since I graduated. There was H7S in it and I did do some EARA and 18001 stuff years ago, but now trained in education.

Where do I with my sort of qualifications start to look for work?€

I brought up a pet monkey in Thailand when I lived there. She was ace, lived with at my mates restaurant.

Sadly the silly bint had a thing about nicking ciggies, and used to run off and rip them up. One day for whatever reason she decided to steal a customers back and eat them. She died shortly afterwards.

She was my best mate.

Quirrel. the downside to mounting the light on the headtube is the dazzle from the cables flapping about in the beam

If the light unit is curved to fit a head tube, could you not have the cable coming out the side and battery mounted behind on frame.

Offshore was what I wanted to do, but with a crappy environmenta degree and no experience there were never any ins.

I doubt at 32 there will be any now.

MG ZT V8 – should be able to pick one up for around 5k.

Or what about a volvo s60 t-5

I would like to see a head tube light designed to clamp around the tube. Two lights slightly angled to cover left and right of the tral and one centred on it.

I think it would work nicely.

Just walked around my local Netto and all the underclass are talking excitedly in the shop about it.

He’s dead, said one old codger – his friend replied, is that the punchline.

Other’s from the blue rinse brigade announced to each other how it was about time and he shouldn’t want for the hotness of hell.

Chav’s in tracksuits and pushchairs were talking about it as if it was The End of Days.

While back in the real world, all I can say is “So what?” what exactly does it mean for me in my everyday life? Not much, some man who lived in a cave and is claimed to have orchestrated a terrosist attack is dead.

Traveling definitely broadened my horizons, but it also screwed up my employment opportunities.
Returning to the UK after 7 years away and getting work is hard, so it may be life experience rich, but it doesn;t make your pockets rich

Acer Travelmate 8371 – 13″ 8ish hours battery and 500gb disk, can be picked up for ~240

Or show it the alarm clock set for 2am then it will think it’s time to wake you up and come out.

Not sure if it was a good thing or bad really.

Degree is worthless, a 3rd in an environmental based nonsense.
Got me to where I am now, but I would never have gone to uni when I did if I hadn’t felt the pressure that was on me to go and follow the crowd.

Terrible time really, I was out of control at university and chose a rather interesting path in life which did create a lot of adventures and fun, but also made me into the person I am now, which is very different to the one ten years ago.

I wouldn’t do it again, not at 18 years old, I would do it again when I was 30.
Which in a way I did with my PGCE and ITT.

Little Q first was yanked into the world through an emergency c-section 9 days ago. She was at that point 11 days late and pissed off.

Sex, curries, bumpy rides, magic from her mum, none of them worked. Only thing that properly worked in the end was a surgeons scalpel.

So maybe you could suggest that to her and see if it speeds things up

Walking past the entrance of a dark alley

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She already eats the iDave way

She like’s IDave’s special protein then 👿

I’m back on 3.6.7 now due to 4.0 causing me endless issues.

Dad was the same, but others on here had no problems.

Mrs Q and I went shopping for pushchairs with my mum months ago.

We eventually bought a Graco Symbian from Toys R Us, chair, car seat, adapter, pram bit came to about 450 or so, maybe 550 can’t really remember.

I was set on getting a Quinny Buzz, but after working out that it would be 300 pounds more and it didn’t seem to have anything that the Graco didn’t ofer bar resale, I went with that.

It appear so far to be ok. It does what we want.

I looked into second hand prams but found that some of the more expensive ones aren’t worth buying because of the repair costs on common faults with them, which made them uneconomical. I think one of the Bugaboo common faults was with the brakes, and it was close to 100 to fix.

Pirelli WInter Sotto 2 for me, just had them replaced with some toyo summer tyres for now as they were worn out.

Gripped and gripped they did.

Yes it’s called buying the interior from a breakers yard for 300 quid.
I’ve read a fair bit about the 150 having crappy cams and not worth the risk unless they have been fixed already.

A remap of the 130 engine would get you 170 anyway, and is 2-300 for the work. if you desperately want the extrahp or not

|Hold your breath – A Rover City or a Rover 25 are cheap to insure and run, they are effectively throw away cars if ytou pick them up for around 500 quid as well.

They are awful, but they are so cheap to insure and run.

Well I can honestly say after 32 years of never wanting kids, or having any urge to call myself a father all that has changed in a few hours last night.

I spent today for the best part of the morning and late afternoon holding my daughter, yes my daughter on my chest and staring at her in amazement, pride, love whatever that feeling is.

A really humbling experience to realise that I now have a totally new role in my life.

There are a few questions the hospital needs to answer about treatment of Mrs Q and what happened with the contraction medication they gave her and why it went wrong, but other than that the staff were fantastic.

Lily born 7lb 11oz

Emergency caesarian after adverse affect to contraction medicine. Everything OK she is being watched overnight in care unit.

I’m a dad now. Bloody Hell

why would she get “some rest” at the hospital and not at home?

One person in the ward. Quiet, and access to pain medication.

wrote a rude reply to dunk there then realised probably read his post through tired, pissed off and stressed out eyes rather than normal so deleted it.

Mrs Q is at a tough point, because she is exhausted and labour hasn’t been established yet she has a couple of options

1, slightly stronger pain meds and keep the walking up, eventually things will progress – when though is an answer nobody has.
2. be given something to help her sleep, which will at least allow her to recharge, but may cause a backwards step in the whole labour process.
3. Be induced on Sunday anyway – which is when the date has now been changed rather than Thursday which was 17 days late.
4. Nowt really.

I loved my THinkpad, I loved Lenovo Thailand and Korea’s customer service.

Lenovo UK though are a completely different matter. They honestly, smashed up my laptop after losing it for two weeks and claimed it was customer damage, wiped my hDD of everything and sent it back.

She was admitted to the Ante-natal ward tonight to get some rest. After all the time so far with no sleep, the MAU decided that the best hing for her was to spend at least one night in the ante-natal ward.
She is quite happy but a little scared, I’m quite happy, but a little worried as well, but a decent nights sleep for both of us will help a lot.
Mum gave me a couple of hours break this evening to catch some kip. I managed about 40 minutes, when she woke me to tell me we should take mrs q to hospital I couldn’t process what she was saying. stumbled downstairs and saw mrs q and dad sat at the kitchen table. MrsQ looking at me. I could not for the life of me work out what was going on. Nothing was happening, it didn’t fit in with what I had been dreaming about seconds before, and just seemed off.
So sorting my head out is a must as well.

Incidently, the first mentioning of this being a big baby occured tonight. Mrs Q is slight of frame and 4 foot 11 or so. Weighed in at 65kg started pregnancy at 52kg. God help her.

Geax Barrow Mountain – fantastic tyres

Cheers.

Wait till the proper labour starts then you and the Mrs will know about it. All this so far is just practice

At least then there is an end in sight at that point. Just now she has got nothing.

still farked

How you survived is a mystery

It is. Genuinely are moments where I think the only thing keeping me alive was the different substances acting against each other.

get Hitman.

That is the only program that has properly cleared my pc so far.

Malwarebyts, superantispyware and the others just couldn’t shift waht Hitman could

This thread has triggered lots of memories that should have stayed locked away.

Early spring, been out for two days with the usual suspects, mate remembered it was his birthday, so we decided a trip to Manga in edinburgh was on the cards. For whatever reason, we decided it was better for me to drive from Newcastle to Edinburgh than to get a taxi.
Drove to edinburgh off our tits, hammering sniff, the usual suspects fed me some base to keep me alert (that was a great idea).
Turned up at Manga with our names on the guest list and a bemused bouncer as I emptied out my pockets, 4 packs of twenty, half a dozen lighters, masses of change and notes, three jackets, and two two litre bottles of iron bru, had a belter night there. Decided to head home, couldn’t find my way out of edinburgh, stopped to ask the local police who kindly pointed me i the right direction, why they didn’t stop me I don’t know.
Drove home, as I crossed the across the border I had an epiphany and knew every corner of the road, and raced home car full like a racing driver. A rover 420 turbo suited and booted. The passangers thought it was a video game, I don’t know to this day how we didn’t die.
Getting back to Newcastle, we decided to finish the night off by finding a brass for the birthday boy.
Our big fat Indian mate had passed out by this point from too many blues. There was no way a brass was going to entertain anybody with that bemoth lying there on the floor. So we pulled the coffee table over him, tied his legs and arms to each leg of it, and put a table cloth over the top to hide him
Our coffee table then snored and twitched for hours.
Headed into the town and came home with one of those automatic bb guns that fired the yellow balls, spent the morning playing Daveroo – our new incarnation of Buckaroo, where we hung bits of Buckaroo off our mate Dave’s head and shot them off when he was passed out.

Later that day I went to see a man about a dog, I was blued up to the eyeballs, and just managed to swerve around a stationary bus.
That really shook me up, as it would have been the end of all of us in the car the speed we were going and I promised myself never to get that messed up and behind the wheel again.

That is one of the memories that makes my heart pound, my hands sweat and feel sick. Not good at all and I don’t know how I didn’t end up dead in jail or both.

uninstalled, wiped any trace of firefox from system, restarted, reinstalled, works ok for now.

Interesting how many 64bit users there are and yet only microsoft produce a proper working 64bit browser (not that it would make that mich difference)