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And your tripe cooked chips Andy??

Melting the plastic bottle, a fine sign of an excellent vintage I always found.

Her long deceased father never did forgive us pair for pinning his prized bottle of Metaxa, I mean come-on, who knew Greek brandy could be expensive. P.S. I got a nominally £800.00-£1,000.00 ish bottle of 24 year old Bushmills malt safely tucked away. Either to wet the head of the first grandchild, or otherwise to drink at my deathbed and wake.

Sigh, I used to be able to borrow sewer rods from the Council, until I got fed up buying endless rods for others to borrow and not return, and anyway now I am retired and their is a new regime(two thicko brothers and one smart wife in admin) in place, I would not ask regardless. P.S That is the first time since 1996 the Jackdaws have blocked that oil boiler flue. So they must have been ignoring it until recent.

ERM! On further investigation, I did require to remove a Jackdaws nest from the flue! Their revenge for me blocking them from all the other flues I suppose. No draught whatsoever! Derp. Witches hat going on tomorrow. P S. The state of the art mains powered CO/CO2 detector in the boiler room never once cheeped? Improvised device to hoke and break up the nest from above(the bits then dropped down to where I could reach in and get them from the utility room), not handy, but all my own doing back in 1996, a mild steel screw tent peg was rather useful. Ducktaped on and ducktaped together!

So we noticed a gas type smell in the kitchen and utility yesterday morning. After I fixed a gas leak on the high pressure rubber hose feed to the regulator outside the utility window, the smell was back this morning. And I deduced/decided it was from the oil boiler. Now this oil boiler was properly serviced and calibrated/set up some years ago, by an honest to God oil boiler service bloke, who DID know his stuff, and was most pleasent and helpful, then basically taken for granted and forgot about🤗 So first off I got in her guts, which were black, cleaned up, replaced the rope seal to the top plate etc and replaced the jet. This is the flame I am now getting, and surely, unless the pump is goosed or at least worn and therefore not putting up the pressure. I should not require to readjust the air or owt else. P.S. I did have this boiler running on 35 sec oil years ago and was able to adjust the pump pressures without issue, now if I could just find the wee pressure gauge I bought for this purpose, hmmmm? Thoughts please🤔 VID_20230726_122845576.mp4

Yes, in hindsight I could/should have simply ordered the unit and fitted it myself, having watched "yer man" do it, there is nowt to it. Lesson learned.

Our replaced front door double glazed unit. After the original unit spontaneously "imploded". By a "reputable" local glazier, with whom I carefully checked that he could get a unit to match the high spec Argon filled "K" glass originals. I even quoted the Baskil spec to him. He has "promised" to come out and look at it. Sigh!

She is the landlord.

Either, but with functioning brain activated, and an interest in actually finding and fixing the problem. This dysfunctional fornicator that calls himself a plumber had already bent the daughter over with the central heating leak, from a simple coal fired back boiler system, again in this tiny conventional terrace house, and again he had to come back a 2nd time, because "air was getting in". Not because he failed to check or add Fernox or other such treatment. And he charged her exhorbinately. I had forgotten that episode. P.S. (i)She is trying to be independant, and (ii) does not wish to get me involved, cos I aint actually a "plumber", this because of insurance/liability reasons in a rental property. She is very particular like that, needlessly so probably.

The daughter phoned me yesterday, about another leak from the shower in her rental house. She had had a so-called "plumber" in already, who insisted in bringing in a "specialist" leakfinder. In a terrace house where the leak was showing absolutely directly below the shower. Twice. But the leak was still there. Me, a non plumber went and looked this afternoon, first a hole pure hagged in the kitchen ceiling, and the trashed plasterboard and other shite left up there on top of the nits behind the pelmet! Anyway a very very cursory look, and brief test with the shower rose found the source of the leak, between the shower tray and the trim at the bottom of the tiles, easy seen with even my fornicated poor middle aged eyesight, which leak clear Stixall then fixxed. FFS!

Most probably, but short of a good camera with a stupendous macro lens, not a mission of capturing an image. Literally just about discernable to the human eye. O.K. My middle aged shortsighted human eye.

I can only surmise they are mites=creepie crawlies as opposed to flying, but so so so microscpoic tiny. And yes, the daughter found the epicentre of the infestation in a bag of flour.

He could take a leaf out of Mr. Hitlers book and confiscate the wealth from those of the Jewish faith, or, hey! any of the rest of us that have dared to work hard , be thrifty and accrue.

Not ours, the daughters kitchen, no idea how to identify them, since they are so tiny as to be almost invisible, but the are causing the daughter serious stress, and she has already emptied cupboards and thoroughly cleaned several times. Suggestions please. P.S. She has loads of house plants, and dogs, if that is any odds. Marcus

Shades of a certain bloke called Andrew.

I always associated "cords" and "cordwood" with the US, but never thought to ponder wot ussens here in the old sod called firewood in its various forms.

And? I not unreasonably suspect the Putin would allow that scarficing a couple of loyal pilots and planes would be a price well worth paying to identify his wannabe usurpers. And as a "for instance" I know a couple of ex RUC/UDR men who calmly or bitterly relate as being used as unwitting bait for IRA ops . . .

Back to yer man, the leader of the Wagner group, and his uprising and march on Moscow, with zero reprecussions? The only plausible explanation I have seen suggested it was a set-up to draw out the revolutinary minded malcontents within Putins inner circle and the wider military. Which appears to be the only logical explanation.

I have a car mad cousin, whose father bought a Fiat Miaforia 132 way back about 1978-1980, went like stink, but basically dissolved in the N.I. rain. Anyway he maintained that(and a whole lot like the woes of British Leyland, in that in so far as I am aware the Communists/Unions held sway in the factories) that the Fiat steel plant was in a coastal location and the coils of steel were sprayed with seawater to cool them(which I simply dont believe could be the case!), more like the coils sat on open rail cars and got a liberal coating of salt from the wind off the sea, and nobody cared. Cos Dad bought a Regetta, with a bullet proof diesel engine, but the bodywork needed a full respray inside of a 12month, due to rust bubbling through, but it still melted away, despite the local respray..

About the only 2 religions I have time for would be the Sikhs and the Bahais, hmmm, wondering if I could Buddhism?

Ony fule knoes . . .

I was lucky that the rats that built a nest in the 461 van, totally ate the big heavy rubber grommet that goes through the bulkhead/firewall, but did not touch the PVC insulated cables that ran through it.

We have always been very cautious with borrowing, but that aside, I am totally perplexed or bemused that anyone, young or old, having functioned well enough to be in a position to purchase a house, could NOT see that interest rates were stupidly stupidly artifically low and could and would only go one way, and therefore "game" the numbers to understand the possible additional monthly costs. As I seem to recall we did any time we considered borrowing money. Or lock in to fixed rates for 3 to 5 years, even if it meant paying a fraction more each month. Also, re increasing material prosperity, the number, or percentage of Range Rovers, and other such luxury vehicles on the roads is as staggering as the prices I see displayed on the windscreens at a local dealership. Ditto the growth in the number of coffee shops, and people using them. etc etc etc

I am now suffering from winch envy, thanks for that mates!