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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.

This song, by this particular artist, totally blew me away, like!;

And perhaps more critically, reversing without burning the clutch out.

Steyr(Puch) engineering after all!

Bit like the 5 Council blokes, I witnessed, incl the tractor driver, the chargehand, 2 mechanics and ANOther, attempting to remove a Quickie Loader, and making a total balls of it, over an excruciatingly long period of time. Having observed with growing concern, I finally left the Portakabin, told them ALL to go away(causing much offense) and in a few minutes, with no fuss, using the tractor hydraulics(well DOH!) sorted the matter. Chainsaw operations, by "trained" operators were as bad. So, on balance, most probably bone-fide, highly-trained, been -on-all-the-courses, & got the rubber stamp, unsackable Council employees. mth

only one "m" in Amended btw!

lot or not?

To absolutly nit-pick, the chain must have been fractionally duller after the first 2 cuts. Should have run S-H-H-S, followed by H-S-S-H to cancel the chain sharpness factor out, and also give each saw 2 back-to-back cuts. Also, is that not rather attractive spalted Beech?

Yup, pics needed.

Are there speed restrictions, or distance from Home limits associated with that Ag/Forestry registeration Bob? I know a few local farmers are running cheap, past MOT'ing pickups, registered as farm vehicles, running on rebated diesel, BUT, limited to operating within some very few miles from their designated farm address. But 100% legal.

Bit like most of their owners then I imagine. P.S. The Bulldogs wolfed them down without a thought, perhaps the "dumb blondes" of the dog world, lovable but . . . When we had the 2 large banddog/mastiff/pitbull breed dogs, both with impeccable mid-air food-catching techniques, one simply threw them snacks, interspersed with the tablets, they were swallowed before owt was registered amiss. Bessie could so accurately assess and predict the flight path of tossed chicken bones, that she could catch them end on and swallow them instanteanously.

Hidi, our very cute daschund/border collie cross had to take a course of tablets, over a week or so, twice a day. I got the first couple in by wrapping them in fridge-cold butter. Then she caught on. And after licking the butter off the tablet reproachfully deposited it on the floor. I then got the next few in, forcing open her mouth and posting them right into her gullet, holding her jaw shut and massaging her throat until she swallowed, she did not attempt to bite me btw, though she struggled violently, and she is very very strong. This process lasted 2 or 3 days, including finding and catching and struggling with her when she knew it was tablet time. Despite her fierce and determined struggles, once the tablet was down and I released her, she stayed put for cuddles! Last night she got the better of me, twice, so I let her go, then a few minutes later, with little hope of success, offered her the butter coated tablet again, which she took and swallowed. This morning I offered her the butter coated tablet which she immediately accepted and swallowed. Wow! Hidi had worked out that she was required to take the tablet, and might as well do so gracefully, and to get the butter I suppose. I though this a very impressive logical thought process for a dog. marcus