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Post by mouse on Jul 7, 2014 1:49:07 GMT -5
Beth wrote..Mouse, do you mean this is the last day you'll have to deal with the closed roads?""""
yes...it was lovely and peaceful till the race was passed and well on its way to Sheffield.. am now a fan of the tour de France...... the sun went in yesterday afternoon so flicked on the telly and watched it... there were literally thousands of people lining the route or watching from outcrops of rock etc....and the scenery was great..i still have no idea who was who or who was an ENGLISH rider or how one gets points....but it was fun to watch and great joy to see so many people and families ..all enjoying a day out..with no louts and no trouble..it was us at our best..enjoying a day and cheering on the racers regardless of who they were it was interesting too that Yorkshire was bathed in sun so every one was in shirts..shorts..dresses etc ...as soon as the race came into Derbyshire every one was wearing fleeces etc ..and yet again when it turned back to Yorkshire every one was in lightweights I think we get the worst weather in the whole of the UK...EVERY WHERE CAN BE BATHED IN HOT SUNNY WEATHER AND WE CAN BE SHIVERING IN ICY MIST...mind you the pennines are noted for being a law unto them selves where weather is concerned and we can get all four seasons in a day
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Post by mouse on Jul 7, 2014 3:45:40 GMT -5
Howarth was the home of the Brontes... and holm moss..is some where I have a had a couple of adventures...but has fantastic views Tour de France now conquers the South East: Millions set to watch race travel from Cambridge to centre of London after huge success of two stages in Yorkshire After two-day trip through stunning Yorkshire scenery the world-famous race will begin this morning from Cambridge It will pass through Essex villages and Chelmsford before entering north east London through the Olympic Park From there riders will pass world-famous sights including Tower of London, Big Ben and Buckingham Palace Italy's Vincenzo Nibali launched late attack to win stage two of race as it journeyed from York to Sheffield yesterday Mark Cavendish confirmed his Tour de France adventure was over due to pain caused in dramatic crash on day one The 25-times Tour stage winner suffered a joint separation when he tumbled to the tarmac in Harrogate Read more: www.dailymail.co.uk/news/article-2682224/Devastated-Mark-Cavendish-rules-Tour-France-suffering-shoulder-injury.html#ixzz36lp4MtL6 Follow us: @mailonline on Twitter | DailyMail on Facebook
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Post by Tempus Fugit on Jul 7, 2014 5:25:27 GMT -5
Thanks for the good wishes, Joy. You take care. I hope your holidays are everything you want them to be. have to ask what a cooked "chook" is? Chicken...? Some Brits refer to it as "chucky."
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Post by beth on Jul 7, 2014 16:05:26 GMT -5
I have a nice pic of the race.
Off to put it up right now.
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Post by Deleted on Jul 7, 2014 23:06:25 GMT -5
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Post by beth on Jul 8, 2014 0:56:21 GMT -5
Yes and I'll just bet they are ... full of catnip. Look at those faces.
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Post by beth on Jul 8, 2014 0:59:08 GMT -5
A little corner of country elegance! Thank you, Who. Love it!
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Post by whocanibe on Jul 8, 2014 1:36:47 GMT -5
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Post by mouse on Jul 8, 2014 2:16:46 GMT -5
BEAUTIFUL MORNING AGAIN...today I hope to get in the garden.... nothing on the agenda today...so am free to mooch..pootle and in general have a do as I wish day
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Post by Deleted on Jul 8, 2014 2:34:52 GMT -5
BEAUTIFUL MORNING AGAIN...today I hope to get in the garden.... nothing on the agenda today...so am free to mooch..pootle and in general have a do as I wish day sometimes, those are the best kind of days
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Post by mouse on Jul 8, 2014 2:56:04 GMT -5
BEAUTIFUL MORNING AGAIN...today I hope to get in the garden.... nothing on the agenda today...so am free to mooch..pootle and in general have a do as I wish day sometimes, those are the best kind of days indeed they are..and that is the sort of day I love ..just going with the flow
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Post by Tempus Fugit on Jul 8, 2014 18:32:48 GMT -5
Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy; have I had the day of days or what? Coming on top of the job from hell it's definitely been the day of hell, too. Thank science I'm p**sed!! The Job From HellSo, we set off to check a new pipeline was where it should be, then plough a trench under it, check it again , then plough the seabed back in on top of it, and check it again. This all works fine normally but the processors found that the second survey run, which went in the opposite direction to the first run, was misaligned with the first run by 2m. This is a lot in this game - especially when the client wants to know just where their pipe is. Every day some new calamity manifested itself. Eventually we nailed it down to the third-party ship's systems for tracking vehicles underwater were pants, having some Made in Chad gyrocompass and motion unit feeding in, so we shouted back at the captain and then ignored him, went below, unplugged their cheap kit and plugged our survey grade heading and motion units in. And all was gravy. Sort of. And so I sat in my corner and quietly ploughed (no pun intended) through all the BS ROV video, eventing all the features and joints and anodes and all the fun stuff. Again. And again. And again. And, lo, my part was shiny and my notes did thus proclaim, "It's as far as it's going until the processors come up with some corrected nav and a cross-profile export..." But, hey - we're a team and you have to feel for people dealing with all this s**t that's not their fault - including a top 50 recording artist on the iTunes country chart, no less! Pop on Amazon and search music for Colin Clyne. Hell - fork out 79p and download his new single! The Day From Hell
So usually we can set aside our hatred of commercial air travel when it's coming-home time, right? Well, yeah - usually... Y'see; I spend a month living on top of 65 other people in a confined space in constant three-dimensional motion without all the s**t that's gone on this time and I just want to be left in my own space to de-pressurise on the way home to a few jars in the local hostelry, right?, so with all the aggro' that's gone on this time I deffo don't want to be chatting with the neighbours, even if they're female, pretty, dressed to thrill and sober - which mine most certainly wasn't!! Well, it's a last minute booking so I've got business class, right? On KLM Europe that means you're in the first two rows and you don't get charged for your drink and biscuit/cookie. So, there's eight seats, two rows of two and two. I get the aisle seat on both flights. On the first flight out of Norway I get stuck with an effing bubblehead fresh out of the bin who's been on the sauce the moment he got through security complete with the depleted blood oxygen that goes with being pumped down to 100m on mixed gas for three weeks. He was a nightmare of northern ex-military gobshitedness when only half cut but, after three hours of hanging around Amsterdam airports bars he rocks up in the seat next to me on the flight to Bristol and he's well gone. He won't take the hint, announces to the entire Embraer 190 that I am a "boring bastard" then tries to get into the knickers of the girl behind me. The bloke behind him is, it seems, and ex-submarine officer and her husband so plays the game as, it transpires, our mong is an ex-Marine (Muscles Always Required Intelligence Not Essential). And so it goes, as I pretend to be asleep so as not to have to give this prat my life story, again. Cue Navy boy telling Mr. Mixed Gas to "leave him alone" a few times. And so it goes until we all stand up to leave and I catch this couples eyes. She says, "You've taken it all rather well." I say at entire-aircraft volume... "That's alright, I don't mind. Y'see, I've had the month from hell and just want to be left to it but the difference here is that after a good nights sleep I'll be a normal sociable human being again but he will still be a goat-gobbling prick of a broken brained James* [the famous racing driver], and always will be." Er, let's just say I didn't tarry at the baggage carousel! Is it any wonder that employers lock tossbotties like this up inside a steel barrel for four weeks at a time? I mean, how else will they keep them away from the normal idiots like me...? * Er, no; I didn't use rhyming slang; I was so cheesed I used the actual word. Publicly. Embarrassed? Absolutely not. I think the Dutch lass trolley-dolley'ing was quite chuffed he'd had a put-down, as I'm sure she was trying to hide a smirk as I passed her (this twonk had been trying it on her, too, in true Sid the Sexist fashion). The Hangover From HellThat'll be tomorrow, then. A month off the sauce and I'm halfway down the third bottled of Cava. Well, who the heck needs a liver, anyway...? The Lesson From HellNever, ever sit next to a flippin' bubblehead ever again. Oh, hang on; do I get a choice...?
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Post by beth on Jul 8, 2014 22:50:31 GMT -5
Oh, boy, oh, boy, oh, boy; have I had the day of days or what? Coming on top of the job from hell it's definitely been the day of hell, too. Thank science I'm p**sed!! The Job From HellSo, we set off to check a new pipeline was where it should be, then plough a trench under it, check it again , then plough the seabed back in on top of it, and check it again. This all works fine normally but the processors found that the second survey run, which went in the opposite direction to the first run, was misaligned with the first run by 2m. This is a lot in this game - especially when the client wants to know just where their pipe is. Every day some new calamity manifested itself. Eventually we nailed it down to the third-party ship's systems for tracking vehicles underwater were pants, having some Made in Chad gyrocompass and motion unit feeding in, so we shouted back at the captain and then ignored him, went below, unplugged their cheap kit and plugged our survey grade heading and motion units in. And all was gravy. Sort of. And so I sat in my corner and quietly ploughed (no pun intended) through all the BS ROV video, eventing all the features and joints and anodes and all the fun stuff. Again. And again. And again. And, lo, my part was shiny and my notes did thus proclaim, "It's as far as it's going until the processors come up with some corrected nav and a cross-profile export..." But, hey - we're a team and you have to feel for people dealing with all this s**t that's not their fault - including a top 50 recording artist on the iTunes country chart, no less! Pop on Amazon and search music for Colin Clyne. Hell - fork out 79p and download his new single! Well, at least it gave us a good read. Have you ever considered your own blog web site wherein you could chronicle your experiences? I'll bet lots of other sea-faring web cruisers would have you book marked.
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