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Well, not to sound too much lika Yorkshire man . . . but . . . I sprained my ankles habitually and very very badly from about age 12 right through to about 50, I could do it on hard flat surfaces due to the merest pickle of grit. I still shudder when I remember the pain of the worst incidents. Which was why I finally gave in and started buying the expensive high leg Lowa combat boots. Anyway in with the Dr. one day and idly mentioned my proclivitity to turn my ankles, for no reason. He sent me to a Podiarist, who instantly diagnosed flat feet. A set of insoles later, combined with the Lowa boots and while still occassionally "tweeking" my ankle, no bad ones. I also glued insoles into flipflops which I wear both in the house and when out. I can now barely thole to walk in my unsupported bare feet. So was that why the WW1/WW2 Armies refused to take otherwise big strong fit blokes with flat feet, simply because they would likely trip over them.

You forgot about the engine . . .

As the title, it has started to blowdown anyway and with the current shortage of timber in Ireland. . . I was already contacted by Scottish woodlands re this timber, just today. It is near the County road with reasonable access, i.e. 1/4 mile up a laneway, not through rank bog. Unthinned and untended mind. What is it likely to be worth, to me? Marcus

But surely large/larger roots are capable of displacing a sewer pipe, thus opening joints, which then allows the roots to penetrate?

I saw this on quora and imagined it might be of interest. https://blogs.lexisnexis.com/insurance-insights/2020/05/what-a-difference-a-tree-makes-assessing-subsidence-risk-at-individual-building-level/?utm_source=quora&utm_medium=cpc&utm_campaign=imageinterest

That would be a matter of unmarried opinion mate!

No reason not to run a smaller blade, except your tip speed will be commensurately lower, which presumably means the blade will not cut as fast or clean. mth

Whoo Hoo, RBG has died! That will put the cat among the pigeons! I say whoo hoo, because despite her intellectual ferocity she had an overweening ego, and had stated her determination to outlive Trumps presidency, etc etc. A very political animal, for a judge. Not unlike the bisim in our own Supreme court, that announced the startlingly rapid and unimanous vote agaiinst Brexit. Marcus

I dont follow popular culture, nor football/cricket/snooker/horseracing etc, nor watch ITV(to the best of my recollection) or most of the shite that passes for entertainment. Odd as fcuk I appreciate, but hey ho. I do know who Stephen Hawkings was/is though. So google to the rescue. mth

Who is or was Jonny Ball?

If I knew who she was I would comment.

This steak was probably 40mm thick, and despite the 10-12 minutes in the oven at 180 was still well-rare. No butter needed, and the pan juices were scraped over me potatoes. Ah haint toldt the wife yet, but I intend to resurrect an old CI Skillet for this job, it is hiding about the shed somewhere. Cheers. mth.

Well I should have posted images of the last few fry-ups the wife made(and I will the next time) M&S(or any other reputable) black pudding, soft fried eggs and Heinz baked beans being the central items. BUT The reason for my post today was the first successful(in 61-16=45 years!!!) steak, cooked at home that is. The wife and myself were not reared to eat steaks(due to tight arsed parentage!), and despite enjoying the occassional decent steak when out, were never able to cook a steak at home to please ourselves, though in honesty mostly Tesco type offerings, with the odd "decent" butchers steak thrown in, but always, always, always, disappointing. But when we were in M&S looking for their black pudding(and see above) we bought a couple of 450g sealed in plastic sirloin steaks. Which when opened did not bleed whatsoever!, and following the instructions on the pack for a rare finish, were quite perfect, pre-heat the heavy-arsed SS pan in the oven, then transfer onto the big gas/wok ring on max flame before the steak was popped in, 2 mins each side, no touch, followed by 10-12 mins in the oven at 180 deg Fan(which had previously preheated the pan) Nor did it bleed out after cooking, at all. Washed down with a decent Shiraz. Why take me 45 years to figure this out! BURP!!!!

I have been wondering how the closure of so-called wet bars(and paramilitary run "clubs") and the policing of such , went down in West and East Belfast, ??????????? The patrons will have a wile dreauth on them by now.

???? Da Man got it sussed!

Musta bin driving a Series II then.

First, by correctly loading the trailer or caravan, it will not "snake". Second it should be noticable before it gets so severe as to be a problem, slow down, stop and adjust loading, or simply drive slower. Third, having first noticed the snaking, let off the throttle and, fingers crossed, drift down to a safe speed. Braking, let alone heavy braking is a BAD idea. These 3 things "worked" for me. "Yer man" or woman, was simply driving recklessly. Simples. P.S. I never had the power to power it out, but it does not seem like the best idea.

Apparently 3' by 30' straight trunk, good access on a farm place, with a telehandler, felled back in the Spring, April ish. Anyone interested? Marcus 077-642-11-521

IPA=India Pale Ale?

What! or Wot!

Holman projector.

Eh!

Nope! Simply a typical blast from Ammonium nitrate, if you look at archive footage from "the troubles". And indeed other such blasts in the recent past.

With our continued liquid Sunshine, the water level continues to rise, subjectively probably now at its highest(but again still no depth gauge, derp!) I do akinda suspect that it will never overflow, and if the surrounding peaty soil can accommodate the diffuse seepage/leakage without becoming marshy(at least next the house) no worries. However during a particularily heavy shower 2 days ago, the 6" infeed pipe was running between 5/8 and 3/4 full, plus another 4" pipe running 1/2 full. And it is hard to credit such a volume of water can simply dissappear. From 500/550m2 of roofs. Marcus EDIT

Our best rescue JR, Pongo, moved in with the neighbours soon after we adopted him, being a dirty stop-out, when he returned from a hunting trip up the Moss, black-bogging and at about 04:00, they had a cat flap, so he simply let himself in and introduced himself. I suspect he was also enticed and encouraged with treats. Anyway some 15 years later I still see him out and about, as spry, fit and friendly as ever. Pongo was SO friendly, including to cats !!, and did NOT bark, I used to joke that he could not be a JR, but he was. I still miss the wee bugger!