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I like that analysis. It may also be why a lot of Scots would rather be in the Eurozone.
Tafe Tractorman
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I was once told that it was a Yorkshire man that taught a Scotsman how to be tightfisted and hold onto his moneyI like that analysis. It may also be why a lot of Scots would rather be in the Eurozone.
massey765
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Maybe filing the corners off his new pound coins
Petetheploughman
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They are coming out a day late so I've been told as they were supposed to be put into circulation today. Now they are due to come out tomorrow as they had some problems.
Cheeky bugger. Tek mor'n that to get one o' them outa my hand! Ower many flats on it for a start so it's good to tell it wasn't an engineer designed it. That nice young lad from Anglo tractor parts is smarter n you fellows - he just got 107 of em out of my hand for a new radiator for my 35, and not a spanner within seein distance.
Bi-metallic as well but then again all that glitters is not gold. Must a' bin one o' them flash southerners had a hand in designing it. Bit like all those other 'noble' metal coins of the realm. Get any of them near your I pad case and you can't pick it up cos' they'r all stuck to it. They used to teach us at school that precious metals were not magnetic. Just shows how things change.
Not very original either - we were halfway there wi' thruppny bits when I were a lad, and probably worth less in real terms than a thruppny bit was aeons ago.
Bit similar to the new fiver compared with a pound note. Pound notes used to bigger than a fiver is now, then they made them smaller, then they got rid. When I were a lad you could go out with a quid in your pocket, have 4 pints, get 20 fags and still come home with change.
Different world we live in now. Armed with your new fiver at least you have a choice - especially for the smokers among us - now you can have either - either a pint or 20 fags but not both.
S' all right you southerners casting aspersions on our thrift, I could tell a tale or two about southerners, some o' them would ave t' milk outer yer tea
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I was once told that it was a Yorkshire man that taught a Scotsman how to be tightfisted and hold onto his money
Say what you like Fred but none on us ploughin Yorkshire lads can see Kvernelands stopping in business very long the way you throw money at your plough! (especially when it comes to shares)
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Only real problem with em is that they are worth nowt!
QUOTE="massey765, post: 3657164, member: 1070"]I reckon @Howard150 is in the middle of one of his extra long replies[/QUOTE]
Just so as you all know that I can take as well as give...... the reason for the tardy replies was ........a flat battery in casualty.....whilst all were pouring scorn, there was I sat in that wonderland of not knowing.
As if Duputerans was not enough, I had a run in with the fan on my beautifuly. restored FE35. Looking at that picture, then only for Duputerans the end of the little finger would be gone. Still anyway - Euphoric after that nice young man from Anglo Tractor Parts had pried 107 o' them new thruppny bits out of my other hand for a new radiator - inclusive of VAT and - yes and - carriage, I had a bit of a ticking when I stared her up. Not present if you just turned the fan by hand but just enough to assault the senses when she was running. Aha thinks me - if I were just to shorten that stay at........ and the rest is history.
Now - if that had been that nice young man from Tong Norton, the one you should all take a leaf out of my book about and let him alone - he would likely have had a compatriot with him who could have thrown something soft an comforting on the wound trampish like - trampish being a colloquialism for very very quickly in this part of the world I hasten to add. Not I - all I had was my new red hankey (sure it was white when I left home)
So anyway. Got home, had half my tea, a quick coffee with a shot of honey in it and then off to one o' them 'local' walkinwounded centres close to us which is about 8 mile further than Jimmys, the biggest casualty centre in England. Admonished by the receptionist 'not angin off is it' I took a seat in the waiting room only to discover my excommunicated state due to lack of lectric. After waiting what seemed like aeons for a whole 7 English minutes I was duly called in by that nice young practitioner who again admonished me for going in with dirty hands and this is the bit that hurts (pride that is) I was told that seeing as there were 3 deep gashes an inch and a quarter long (31.75mmin real money) all parallel and about 3/16 uniformly apart (4.76mm in real money) that stitches were not an option. Cheated - that's what I felt. Good old fashioned stitches that you know will not let you down. Belt and braces - that's what I wanted! So anyway.......20 minutes later and a couple of packs of steri strip woven in such a way as to make any self respecting Luddite proud, it was back home for tea and a barrage of abuse on here about new thruppny bits - nowt like kicking a guy when he's down.
Got all the usual as well from wife and mates. 'Silly owd bugger' 'Dy'know - can't let you out of my sight for a minute' 'bunch of fours' 'finger in't wrong pie there mate - try summat a bit softer next time.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it, so yes Ben you were half right about a long reply, doubtless both you and Dealer will have comments to further enhance this post in such a way as only both you can!
[/QUOTE]Just so as you all know that I can take as well as give...... the reason for the tardy replies was ........a flat battery in casualty.....whilst all were pouring scorn, there was I sat in that wonderland of not knowing.
As if Duputerans was not enough, I had a run in with the fan on my beautifuly. restored FE35. Looking at that picture, then only for Duputerans the end of the little finger would be gone. Still anyway - Euphoric after that nice young man from Anglo Tractor Parts had pried 107 o' them new thruppny bits out of my other hand for a new radiator - inclusive of VAT and - yes and - carriage, I had a bit of a ticking when I stared her up. Not present if you just turned the fan by hand but just enough to assault the senses when she was running. Aha thinks me - if I were just to shorten that stay at........ and the rest is history.
Now - if that had been that nice young man from Tong Norton, the one you should all take a leaf out of my book about and let him alone - he would likely have had a compatriot with him who could have thrown something soft an comforting on the wound trampish like - trampish being a colloquialism for very very quickly in this part of the world I hasten to add. Not I - all I had was my new red hankey (sure it was white when I left home)
So anyway. Got home, had half my tea, a quick coffee with a shot of honey in it and then off to one o' them 'local' walkinwounded centres close to us which is about 8 mile further than Jimmys, the biggest casualty centre in England. Admonished by the receptionist 'not angin off is it' I took a seat in the waiting room only to discover my excommunicated state due to lack of lectric. After waiting what seemed like aeons for a whole 7 English minutes I was duly called in by that nice young practitioner who again admonished me for going in with dirty hands and this is the bit that hurts (pride that is) I was told that seeing as there were 3 deep gashes an inch and a quarter long (31.75mmin real money) all parallel and about 3/16 uniformly apart (4.76mm in real money) that stitches were not an option. Cheated - that's what I felt. Good old fashioned stitches that you know will not let you down. Belt and braces - that's what I wanted! So anyway.......20 minutes later and a couple of packs of steri strip woven in such a way as to make any self respecting Luddite proud, it was back home for tea and a barrage of abuse
on here about new thruppny bits - nowt like kicking a guy when he's down.Got all the usual as well from wife and mates. 'Silly owd bugger' 'Dy'know - can't let you out of my sight for a minute' 'bunch of fours' 'finger in't wrong pie there mate - try summat a bit softer next time.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it, so yes Ben you were half right about a long reply, doubtless both you and Dealer will have comments to further enhance this post in such a way as only both you can!
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massey765
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Kinhell...it's taken 5 posts and an overnight break but you finally did your summin up
See, am not wrong every time
See, am not wrong every time
Kinhell...it's taken 5 posts and an overnight break but you finally did your summin up
See, am not wrong every time
Worth waiting for wannit' though. Unable to take a picture till this morning, summat to do with avin' no lectric in my devces!
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QUOTE="massey765, post: 3657164, member: 1070"]I reckon @Howard150 is in the middle of one of his extra long replies
Just so as you all know that I can take as well as give...... the reason for the tardy replies was ........a flat battery in casualty.....whilst all were pouring scorn, there was I sat in that wonderland of not knowing.
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As if Duputerans was not enough, I had a run in with the fan on my beautifuly. restored FE35. Looking at that picture, then only for Duputerans the end of the little finger would be gone. Still anyway - Euphoric after that nice young man from Anglo Tractor Parts had pried 107 o' them new thruppny bits out of my other hand for a new radiator - inclusive of VAT and - yes and - carriage, I had a bit of a ticking when I stared her up. Not present if you just turned the fan by hand but just enough to assault the senses when she was running. Aha thinks me - if I were just to shorten that stay at........ and the rest is history.
Now - if that had been that nice young man from Tong Norton, the one you should all take a leaf out of my book about and let him alone - he would likely have had a compatriot with him who could have thrown something soft an comforting on the wound trampish like - trampish being a colloquialism for very very quickly in this part of the world I hasten to add. Not I - all I had was my new red hankey (sure it was white when I left home)
So anyway. Got home, had half my tea, a quick coffee with a shot of honey in it and then off to one o' them 'local' walkinwounded centres close to us which is about 8 mile further than Jimmys, the biggest casualty centre in England. Admonished by the receptionist 'not angin off is it' I took a seat in the waiting room only to discover my excommunicated state due to lack of lectric. After waiting what seemed like aeons for a whole 7 English minutes I was duly called in by that nice young practitioner who again admonished me for going in with dirty hands and this is the bit that hurts (pride that is) I was told that seeing as there were 3 deep gashes an inch and a quarter long (31.75mmin real money) all parallel and about 3/16 uniformly apart (4.76mm in real money) that stitches were not an option. Cheated - that's what I felt. Good old fashioned stitches that you know will not let you down. Belt and braces - that's what I wanted! So anyway.......20 minutes later and a couple of packs of steri strip woven in such a way as to make any self respecting Luddite proud, it was back home for tea and a barrage of abuse
on here about new thruppny bits - nowt like kicking a guy when he's down.Got all the usual as well from wife and mates. 'Silly owd bugger' 'Dy'know - can't let you out of my sight for a minute' 'bunch of fours' 'finger in't wrong pie there mate - try summat a bit softer next time.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it, so yes Ben you were half right about a long reply, doubtless both you and Dealer will have comments to further enhance this post in such a way as only both you can![/QUOTE]
bugger bet that hurt, hope you go on all right with it,
pity fingers were not like radiators, just buy a new one,
was the fan ok ?
Just so as you all know that I can take as well as give...... the reason for the tardy replies was ........a flat battery in casualty.....whilst all were pouring scorn, there was I sat in that wonderland of not knowing.
View attachment 494052
As if Duputerans was not enough, I had a run in with the fan on my beautifuly. restored FE35. Looking at that picture, then only for Duputerans the end of the little finger would be gone. Still anyway - Euphoric after that nice young man from Anglo Tractor Parts had pried 107 o' them new thruppny bits out of my other hand for a new radiator - inclusive of VAT and - yes and - carriage, I had a bit of a ticking when I stared her up. Not present if you just turned the fan by hand but just enough to assault the senses when she was running. Aha thinks me - if I were just to shorten that stay at........ and the rest is history.
Now - if that had been that nice young man from Tong Norton, the one you should all take a leaf out of my book about and let him alone - he would likely have had a compatriot with him who could have thrown something soft an comforting on the wound trampish like - trampish being a colloquialism for very very quickly in this part of the world I hasten to add. Not I - all I had was my new red hankey (sure it was white when I left home)
So anyway. Got home, had half my tea, a quick coffee with a shot of honey in it and then off to one o' them 'local' walkinwounded centres close to us which is about 8 mile further than Jimmys, the biggest casualty centre in England. Admonished by the receptionist 'not angin off is it' I took a seat in the waiting room only to discover my excommunicated state due to lack of lectric. After waiting what seemed like aeons for a whole 7 English minutes I was duly called in by that nice young practitioner who again admonished me for going in with dirty hands and this is the bit that hurts (pride that is) I was told that seeing as there were 3 deep gashes an inch and a quarter long (31.75mmin real money) all parallel and about 3/16 uniformly apart (4.76mm in real money) that stitches were not an option. Cheated - that's what I felt. Good old fashioned stitches that you know will not let you down. Belt and braces - that's what I wanted! So anyway.......20 minutes later and a couple of packs of steri strip woven in such a way as to make any self respecting Luddite proud, it was back home for tea and a barrage of abuse
Got all the usual as well from wife and mates. 'Silly owd bugger' 'Dy'know - can't let you out of my sight for a minute' 'bunch of fours' 'finger in't wrong pie there mate - try summat a bit softer next time.
That's my story and I'm sticking to it, so yes Ben you were half right about a long reply, doubtless both you and Dealer will have comments to further enhance this post in such a way as only both you can!
bugger bet that hurt, hope you go on all right with it,
pity fingers were not like radiators, just buy a new one,
was the fan ok ?[/QUOTE]
Bit sore but none too bad. More or less first time doing anything all year as well. Got out of the habit. Just lucky the little finger has the Vikings curse and it's curled under or that would be gone!
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Bit sore but none too bad. More or less first time doing anything all year as well. Got out of the habit. Just lucky the little finger has the Vikings curse and it's curled under or that would be gone!
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first the missing furrow, then the missing finger, what will F-ing be missing next
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Bit sore but none too bad. More or less first time doing anything all year as well. Got out of the habit. Just lucky the little finger has the Vikings curse and it's curled under or that would be gone!
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I am going to rename you lucky Ben.
massey765
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This section of forum is supposed to be for advertising matches and if you are going or not
Think it wants renaming the p*** take thread
Think it wants renaming the p*** take thread
Will do but it will be fairly late tonight.
A good starting point would be Dealers thread having a go at Howard over the new thruppeny bit!