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Either black or white pudding makes a great starter for egg fried rice, simply crumble either pudding into a wok or non-stick frying pan (or mash it apart with the back of a wooden spoon) and fry with a knob of butter, or ideally the fat from a leftover roast. Add minced ginger, garlic, chilli, and spring onion whites, fry for two minutes, add leftover cooked rice and a handful of peas, fry for two minutes. Make a well in the centre of the pan, add an egg and leave to half-set, then stir once. Add sliced spring onion greens, and toss the pan around.
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Five sheds, dude... at the same time. Yeah, I'm so happy with where I've landed. That middle shed, now that I've put mezzanine floors in on either side of door, is bigger than some of the apartments I've lived in recently.
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Best tie on to an ankle as well with a prusik or butterfly, then there's redundancy in the system.
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Tidy sheds, tidy mind.
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Wotcha, Taking out a line of baby beeches week before last, I had to take this one home. Any advice for turning it into a home-made big shot? Not for professional use, mind. Probably just use it for launching dead goldfish out to sea.
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If there is a suitable anchor in the right place (ie, direction of fell...), then using a pulley and progress capture system, and ideally a 3-1 (easy to set up even for the uninitiated) or even a 5-1 (slightly trickier), you could dispense with a second person altogether, provided your rope was long enough to get back to you.
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My deepest sympathies to both of you, and wishing you the very best for the future. Face the challenges ahead with strength.
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Yo, Some years ago (whilst working in restaurants) I served French boudin noir, finer and richer than English or Irish black pudding and made with onions and a little cream in the blood mix, in a salad with caramelised apricots, bitter crispy leaves, toasted hazelnuts and matchsticks of green apple. I also served fried slices of boudin noir with caramelised apples, incredibly rich buttery mashed potatoes (similar to Joel Robuchon's recipe, look it up), and a dribble of demi glace. I'm not saying you should eat it like either of those ways, but there are pretty tasty.
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No sir, that took me a four week crash course at a local arb school and a few all-night Youtube sessions.
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Nice. Could you make the legs and struts with turned wood? Would take longer, but it'd look pretty.
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Big old cavity in the base of this one, rushing to get most of it down before the orange weather warning hits tomorrow. Tips and tops done, just the stem left.
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It's a shame we can't use these for every job. Be finished in no time. About a dozen knocked over or grabbed and posted between the hedge and the power cables on the right. No chipping, no chopping, cup of tea and scone from yer wan indoors, back to the yard early for doing a bit of firewood.
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They missed a bit up on the top left.
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Beginners climbing guide, hints, tips and general climbing techniques
peds replied to Adam Bourne's topic in Climbers talk
Okay, I'm hugely grateful for all of the advice I've been given here so far, so I've got another question. How can you stop the public from wanting to kill themselves? I mean, I know you can put out cones and signs, tape off sections of footpath, lock gates, put up barriers... station groundsmen all over the place to wave people off... keep an eye open and try to not drop any timber on their lives... I know all that. But how do you make them NOT want to kill themselves? How do you help that girl who just ducked under your red and white striped pole between two cones and is still walking directly towards the sound of chainsaws? Does she need a hug? Is she beyond help? -
Forgot to say in previous post, but thought it was worth a mention... dismantling a lovely auld sycamore today, getting towards the end of one big leaning stem low down, chunking it down in meter sections. About three inches in to the first step cut, suddenly about 8 litres of murky liquid starts pissing out all over my left arm. Didn't see the cavity, the piece is completely hollow, and full to the brim with rotten leaf tea. Was not expecting, will definitely be more aware in the future. New shirt needed tomorrow.
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Dude, those are mental. Such pretty planks. Only photo from today, I didn't bother with any pictures during the snow or hail, which is a pity. It really adds to the atmosphere.
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Cheers dude, that's hugely appreciated. Still sorely lacking in grip strength in both hands (my wife had to take the lid off a jar for me the other day...), but weeks of lifting weights, sit ups, chin ups and the exercise bike paid off. It'll be a while before I've got full range of motion in the left wrist, and I need to focus on the ligament damage in my left knee, but I'm on the home straight for sure. The job was a blast... stand looking up at the thing on the ground, make a plan, get up there and poke around a bit, fine tune the intentions with the benefit of a different perspective... then crack on. I'm hooked. We are dismantling a silver birch in someone's garden tomorrow, sounds a bit more simple but I guess you never know until you get there?
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Just found a couple from the other end of the stick... here's me! Off tomorrow, back in on Friday, and I've got a full-time job after that, which is pretty freaking cool.
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Most fun I've had at work in the last four or five years, without a doubt. So happy to be out of bloody kitchens. Fallen sycamore limb, around 400kg worth I guess? Hung up on a big beech at one end and a baby beech in the middle, with a climber at each end. Not allowed to mash any gravestones, obviously, not that you'd notice with the condition that some of them were in.
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Theoretically, if you were to seek out and work with someone who already had their spell of bad luck, does that increase your own odds of getting through without a scratch?
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Gizza photo then...
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No no, all comers taken. I find that with the attached organic farm shop at Gloucester services I could be a bit more discerning about the clientele anyway, and jack the prices a bit. Who wants to blow ten five quid schlongs when you could instead blow a single fifty quid schlong? It's simple economics. Anyway, I think this particular line of nonsense has run its course. I'll try and get a picture of Wednesday's job and you can all see the beautiful bit of Ireland I've landed in. Peace out, yo.
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No pictures of today because I don't want to be the twat with a gopro on his lid on his first day in a new job, but I had a fun half day dismantling a manky old ash so the boss could see if I was physically capable yet. Most of my aches and pains held together fairly well, I could even throw a tophandle around with my (previously broken) left hand quite a bit (not that you'd use a tophandle one-handed, or anything...) He's only got a 2-man job tomorrow, but he wants me in on Wednesday for a job that needs 2 climbers, so I can't have annoyed him too much today. Which is good to know. Hopefully if I don't kill anyone on Wednesday I'll know if there's any full-time hours going in the future, or if I'll have to go back to sucking off truck drivers at Gloucester Services. Unfortunately I did trim the nose off a plastic wedge. But he had it coming anyway. Anyway, cheers for all the support on here, you guys are rad.
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Looks nice, where abouts are you? That's on Truskmore, highest peak in County Sligo, west coast of Ireland. Stunning scenery whatever the weather.
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Went for a stroll in the post-apocalyptic winter wonderland. There's no such thing as bad weather, only bad parenting.
