Both parties have abandoned manufacturing, a man can't pull himself up by his own boot laces, neither can a country, if they want economic growth they need to encourage productive industry not this never ending services circle jerk.
It'll turn round, I know it's rained since july but before that we had a few really dry winters, 2022 was as dry as a chip, 2023 was looking to be the same until the rain started, just hold on as best as you can in the mean time.
I literally don't know what folk spend £50k a year on, went to the big smoke with the wife earlier looking for kitchen stuff for her sister, we're still using the same broken cast offs we were given when we got married years back, depends what you want out of life I guess.
Trouble is nowadays it doesn't seem to matter how much you earn it's hardly seems enough to get on and improve your life, seems to be a general malaise floating about everywhere at the minute, a couple of weeks back the news was full of folk on £50k plus a year moaning they can't make ends meet...
I'd be surprised if he can't get the bits. I got disillusioned with the autotune on stihl, having been a stihl man for years, and bought a echo, it's really reliable but for me using it all day every day for 5 months I couldn't cope with the vibration, I've changed fuel and gone back to stihl...
I'd be surprised if he can't get the bits. I got disillusioned with the autotune on stihl, having been a stihl man for years and bought an echo, it's really reliable but for me using it all day every day for 5 months I couldn't cope with the vibration, I've changed fuel and gone back to stihl...
There's a huge amount of calories in cans of pop and energy drinks, lucozade was a real swine for me, as an apprentice we used to do a morning of running and circuit training starting at a mile and then building to 10 miles by the end of the year, I was always the fat kid at the back so never...
As a tubby lad, I have some sympathy, I was more than tubby when I left school, my diet wasn't particularly bad although I'm sure it wasn't very good either, but with the exception of the weekends I was sat on my arse 6 hours a day from the age of 5 to the age of 17. When I went into my work...
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