What to stick on his windscreen which wont come off easily? [OT]

May 20, 2005 604 Replies

You are after me then Edwin I joined the army in July 1960 must have been great being young in the sixties with no ration books to bother about . You know I would just love to take half a dozen or so young parents with young children who think they are so hard done by today back to the late forties and early fifties hell they would starve to death . No washing machines no central heating no bathrooms unless you where really posh and in our case no electricity either until 1952. None of the junk food read meals that you see parents of today stuffing into their supermarket trolleys, all food had to be cooked from fresh produce which was bought in the local town and carried home on the bus the average working class family could not afford to run a car in those days .

The only shops open late in our area where the off licences .

ROFL! any tips on where we can find a weasel, alive or dead?!! love that plan.

-B

Couldn't you try to watch for the errant parker approaching, then deftly and surreptitiously using a latex glove apply superglue to his/her door handle so its still active when he/she opens the door? (The ensuing enforced wait might cause serious time for reflection on the inadvisability on parking there ever again). Sorry pal I've no idea how it could possibly have got there but the kids round here are little terrors

Richard Colton ( snipped-for-privacy@NOSPAMuselessinfo.org.uk) gurgled happily, sounding much like they were saying :

I didn't say they weren't consumers. Of course they're consumers. They aren't *customers*.

Never said otherwise. It's just all the repulsive screaming fighting brats that seem to be dragged round the supermarket. Maybe they wait to watch me heading towards the door, specially to torment me?

Bob Eager ( snipped-for-privacy@spamcop.net) gurgled happily, sounding much like they were saying :

If not their child, what relationship *are* you to your parents?

If the supermarkets don't say what they mean on the signs, how are we to know what they mean?

Very small quantities actually, only on my quinine sulphate these days.

Mary

You're lucky to have a milkman who delivers the kind of milk you want.

The only organically produced milk ours does is uht. Perfectly good milk subjected to a process which does it no favours :-(

Mary

I wonder if the poster will still demand a Dotty Pensioner-free Day when the poster is a Dotty Pensioner.

Hey! That sounds like a good title for a Beatles track - oh no, those left are Dotty Pensioners.

Mary

I would even go to a supermarket to do that. Where are you?

Mary

I prefer to eat 100% decent fresh fruit and veg which is one reason I don't shop at supermarkets.

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'Relatively fresh' is unacceptable.

Mary

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No they wouldn't. You didn't. I didn't. Most people didn't.

er - there was a huge amount of canned food including 'meats'. Much of the pre-prepared things sold by butchers such as sausages had a very low meat content. I often found bits of cardboard in the 'porage' I had at school - I didn't care, it went down. How about dried potatoes, milk, eggs, things like Sagion 'stuffing' and 'gravy' browning ... would *you* like to go back to those days, truthfully?

No it didn't.

Many -I'd opine most - people had local shops in walking distance.

It wasn't just about not being able to afford a car, there were very few cars about for anyone to afford.

My godfather had a Jowett Bradford van, he taught me to drive in that but it wasn't until 1970 that we had a car.

Ah yes, the working classes could always buy their booze.

Not much has changed, really ...

Mary

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I always apologise when I realise that I'm wrong.

My husband has been the same. But I won't swap him.

I think there have been but I'm not going to start researching it now.

There are plenty of outlets like that, you just have to do a bit of research. Once the initial effort has been put into it it's easy - far more pleasant than going to the supermarket

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Yes, I always also grow runner beans and courgettes, beetroot, chard. globe artichoke and oh joy! my first asparagus seedlings are up. I'll have to live another three years to enjoy it but it gives me something to aim for!

The silly thing is that I've alwys been too impatient to begin an asparagus bed, with the wisdom of age I realise how much pleasure I've denied us!

Mary

Well said that man!

Mary

A car is for going, stopping and carrying. That's all. You can keep it until it dies then get another. You don't HAVE to sell it.

Someone once claimed that I'd scraped his bumper (!) in a car park and that it would reduce the re-sale value. I said that if he was as hard up as that I'd pay him for the repair and gave him a cheque there and then. I have no respect for that attitude.

Mary

Correct. I've owned 4 cars, in 25+ years of driving (just taken on the

4th). Of the three others, 2 died in accidents, the third was part exchanged (guaranteed £1000) before it fell apart from the ravages of the iron moth catapillar.

Oh is THAT what causes weetabix underneath! I'll have to brush up on my entymology :-)

Mary

Probably - jewellery is unimportant.

No.

And will you have the repair done or just pocket the cash with a smirk?

Look, people are more important than things.We should love people and use things, not use people and love things.

I once reversed into a very low bollard and dented the rear bumper on our car. It had no effect whatsoever on any of the functions of the car - to go, stop and carry things. It didn't even have an effect on the subsequent MOT test.

What upset me was that when I went indoors and dramatically told Spouse that I'd crashed into something his response was to ask how much damage there was to the car, he didn't ask if I was injured.

He very quickly realised that he'd got his priorities wrong.

Mary

Stupid moron shouldn't live in London if he doesn't like the parking situation. I live over 200 miles away and even I know that parking in London is a big problem.

There's a world of difference between grabbing a door with both hands and slamming it against the next car with as much force as possible and the contact force it'd get when the door was opened by a child.

At least you're confirming your stupidity.

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