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cough cough (i) terribly presumptious on your part KJ to use such a reference to our future Dear Leader's proclamations. (ii) Ye misspelled hit, & see link: https://en.oxforddictionaries.com/definition/diktat

I am a stove fan. But unless a fan is drawing HP way beyond what stove thermodynamics can provide, it simply cannot "propel" hot air across a room, the hot air will simply rise, or if the room is small enough, the fan is not needed, if the room is big enough to need a fan, the fan cannot be effective. Unless 230V powered as per Big J. I simply cannot understand this fallacious belief. A heat source will cause convection currents that easily outperform any stove fan. Like in our old living room, when sitting some 5.0m away from the Morso stove, in front of a large double glazed bay window, I could feel the warm(but cooling, therefore falling, but still warm) air coming down from the ceiling, and unnoticeable to me, carrying the window cold air down with it, that was in a room with slightly higher ceilings too. So; I am not a fan of stove fans. P.S. Ceiling temps in that room were probably not less than 30 deg C, and almost certainly more, but our bedroom was directly above.

I burn very little treated timber, bits of ply, bits of barely treated softwood fence boards, v occasionally fragments of painted wood, but I will repeat my question; What other disposal method is out there for such wood? If it is buried in landfill, where do the toxic chemicals go? And, indeed, why are such toxic chemicals, or even MDF(as a product) allowed to be used? Or should we export it all to China?(and buy more MDF rubbish furniture) BTW I strongly support local(within economic size constraints) incinerators, for disposal of all burnable waste. I would also like to use the average NIMBY as fuel. Marcus

How would the fumes get into ones home, if being burned in a stove? They will be sucked up the flue, other than absolutly miniscule amounts, unless one is in the habit of sticking ones head inside the stove firebox. Also, How about some specifics re the offending glue types and the toxicity of the gases released. And, How is such glued wood to be disposed of otherwise than by burning? I strongly dislike broad-spectrum scare stories. regards marcus

I too imagine that our own British fishermen, certainly were, and probably still are, too greedy. Bigger boats and the technology associated with fishing have entirely changed the likelyhood of "missing" any fish. Never mind the horrendous collateral damage, to the seabed caused by GPS guided Scallop dredging. I appreciate it is still potentially hazardous, but that is a seperate issue. Marcus

A non-story, shit happens, though I would be curious to understand the possible/probable ignition mechanisms. If the last person to leave the room, without touching the stove, did not notice owt amiss, i.e. no smoky or burning smell, and the fire was (presumably) dying down, why should ignition occur anytime later? Were cloths drying in the vicinity? Was the stove on a non-combustible hearth, probably not since this was not listed as a fault. But my previous still applies. From someone who has noticed hot/burning smells and removed the scorched(but previously damp) firewood from beside the stove. Before retiring to bed. Or has someone jumped to conclusions and blamed the stove simply because it was otherwise defective. P.S. I just Re-read the link. I Have not changed my mind, despite the apparently decrepit "in bits" stove, what did it ignite/what was beside it to ignite? And why did no-one in the room notice owt amiss, between the stated 20.00 and 23.59.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1hiv1YNnLSk A truely virtuous cycle.

See semi filled pond, O.K. Wrong way round, the first shows the origonal pond to the right, in front of the bulldozer, to which the new pond will drain across the top of the fresh peat, via a 150mm pipe, 2nd one is obviously the rapidly filling pond(so at least now when it pisses, there is a positive for me) The glass house needs to be moved, but new location not yet decided, or indeed agreed! Marcus btw, It is my intention that this be an "infinity" pond, i.e. the water level is intended to rise to the very top of the raised bank, fingers crossed, seepage permitting. A local tree hugging gentleman's eco-whatsit wife is going to source the local plants that will help to keep the water clean, though with an average(for our location) of 1000mm per annum from 500m2 of roof should probably be OK anyway. I am toying with hiring a pump to pump the established pond over into the new one, partly to check if any of the fish are still living, and partly to "prime" the new pond with all the established watery goodness from the older pond?

Well I first slapped her 17 year old arse, in the back end of 1981, and continue to do so, with frequent regularity. I would also confirm that a short 3 weeks after a hip replacement(on top of 2 artifical knees) she continues to enjoy getting her arse slapped of a Sunday morning. Hence my late arising. Kiss and tell I appreciate, but not much else in my personal life to boast about. So "Ya Boo Sucks! MTH

I would crawl over broken glass too, but only to get away. Never did rate those popularily overrated screeching trollops. However as I gleefully pointed out to a room full of, reasonably fit/some proper fit, women on a training course, the main beauty of being an older man, is that a greater proportion of the female population are younger and therefore likely to be more sexually attractive. Within constraints of course.

I will unfortunately dignify that comment with a reply. Visit the average British pub and listen to the generally ill-informed, and downright wrong views held and vehemently espoused to be true. Or even observe the general stupidity of the average Caucasian driver. Before ill-advisedly commenting on other races. We are all on a spectrum of humanity, regardless of colour or breed. mth

Well yesee Vesp, I disagree, since meeting a very few very black persons, most of whom have been absolute quality, incl the intensly Niger black Dr., wot stitched young Marcus up, him complete with facial tribal scarring and impeccable Eton educated type English. He also fully understood, i.e. had the grace to be amused by the need for children to play with knives and other sharp implements Marcus Edit The Niger black Dr. had the tribal scarring and Eton accent, not wor offspring, wot wuz 'umble bred like!

Anyone keeping tabs on how the Grenfell unlimited credit card fraud is getting on . . . I sense the issuing Council dont give a monkeys who they give the cards to, since central Government are footing the bill. Bit like our RHI scheme, and our more recent Stormont "managed" £90,000,000 Social fund unchecked hand-out debacle.

Well as said many times before I have been burning nothing but Lodgepole Pine and Sitka Spruce this 15 to 18 years. The 25m2 high ceiling garden room easily sits at 25-28 Centigrade when this is burned on an intermittently fired 5Kw stove. And if any of the Stove retailers or house insurers would like to inspect the unlined flue that has not ever been cleaned since 1997, feel free, it pulls like a train. Btw the conifer is its own kindling, only requiring scrumpled up newspaper to effortlessly light a few of the finer/lighter/splinterer sticks selected from those brought in the previous day or evening. Marcus

My man cave is a bit too feminine for my tastes, cos it tends to be akinda wet on a monthly basis.

A "no-brainer" the mahogany trimmings from our house build 20 year ago, only the worthless scraps, most of the rest are still squirrled away in the shed. Quite frightening the heat it put up, after I ever so carefully packed out every last cubic inch of the already hot firebox, being careful to leave gaps for optimum airflow, on top of a bed of embers. The flue glowed dull, going on bright, cherry red. I did not repeat my salutary experience.

Blagged this brand new old stock Electra Beckum down at Dennis Wilson's about a year ago, "found" in a dark corner, no LEV or fence, & "sold as seen" I idly bid him £100.00 for "openers" and behold the saw was mine. So, see images Could have stood a heavier aluminium angle section for stiffness, but arbitarily set a random width, tightened the wingnut, run a bit of rafter through, shaving just a few mm off between the blade and the fence, then re-set the fence to shave a few mm off the other edge, , both fed flawlessly, and when I measured the piece it was "perfect", so quite pleased with my mornings efforts. marcus

Another "bloody 'ell" moment for me, see link;

Passed 1st time at 18, been driving for 40+ years without an injury at-fault accident, been driven into quite a few times though. Drove multiple times per year to and on the Continent, all without incident. Towed trailers up to and incl 3500kg, and not always with a 4WD either So, not a lot to learn, quite seriously. Both children recently passed 1st time with 3 minors. Motor accidents are also virtually unheard of within my extended family. Down to Upbringing and associated traits. Basically defensive driving, starting with my self-taught farmer father. Safe chainsaw use is no different to driving and dammed all to do with "training". cheers marcus

Metabo are good, for now at least, but first bought out by Hitachi, then very soon after by a known asset-stripping venture capitalist lot . . .

2 linked anecdotes; (i) The Russians, or perhaps it was the Germans, quite callously trained dogs to run up to enemy tanks with an explosive charge strapped to their backs, "BOOM", except of course, not having enemy tanks to train the dogs on, they used their own model tanks, so, as they say, what on Earth could go wrong? (ii) Typical Redneck good-ole-boys Ice fishing, fancy pickup trucks, alcohol, dogs, guns, ice drills, and dynamite (why the dynamite was unspecified) Drive out onto a frozen lake and set-up, with a bit of horse play involving reenacting the old movie stunt of lighting and throwing sticks of dynamite, as one does. One stick of course being fetched back by a faithful Labrador, which on hearing his masters panic stricken voice, took shelter below his fancy pickup . . . BOOM As an Ex TA gun nut who enjoyed alcohol and blowing things up in the OTC (courtsey of the RE) I understood the flawless logic of this story.

I remain astounded at the quality and downright over-engineering that must have went into the Fordson Major back-end, having watched a few re-engined monsters tractor pulling way beyond their pay-grade.

A .375 Gibbs, like a CheyTac, only better, for the extreme stuff. Also hitting a 24" steel plate with a 45-70 Marlin brush rifle, at 1067 yds, standing, unsupported ! Not the first shot, nor every shot, but still . . . Astounding stuff

P.S They also shoot at 4000+ m and working on 5000 m, with sommat just a tad heavier. Bloody 'ell!

Absolutely not an issue, any rain blown onto the exposed sides will as easily be dried by the wind on rainless days, in my experience in our wetter Co. Antrim climate.