Peter 1955

I've got both, both running the same bar/chain combo. I'd say you're correct, that's my feeling too.

As a mere pygmy among giants here on such topics, the niggle I have is that it has been alleged that the tree isn't on GK owned land. If that were the case, then surely it's simply a case of getting in touch with ( presumably ) the council and notifying them that the tree is dangerous to their customers, thus resolving GK of any responsibility, and cost. Am I being too simplistic? Edit: I may have attributed it to Greene King, and I see elsewhere it could be Mitchell and Butler. My point still stands.

One cut indeed. I suspect I didn't make my point very well, apologies. I was trying to suggest that it was a Tortoise and Hare scenario. Cordless 300 romps off, stops for a rest, and the cabled saw just chugs on slowly all day.

Trimmed some hedge line branches on a Friday afternoon so a 360 could cut a dyke. Came back to work Monday morning to find it now had a TPO on the whole hedge! Boss was not amused, had to alter the dyke line away from the hedge.

I've seen Youtube videos where the MSA 300 beats an MS261 in a race. Corded saws will always fight their way through a large log, but not particularly quickly, as I believe they often have lower chain speeds.

In my humble opinion, if you're looking for a low cost high power saw that's quiet, it plugs into the mains. My MSA300 is powerful and quiet, but falls at the " low cost " hurdle. I am considering getting some more batteries ( while they're on this 3 for 2 deal ) and a KombiMotor to take advantage of them. Probably needing a daring raid on the piggy bank, or a lottery win though. ☹️

As everyone else has stated, with 17HMR, you're usually requiring the bullet to break apart to stop fox sized quarry. I always fancied a .17 Remington, but sanity prevailed and the .223 was acquired. Military Surplus ammo? I knew a RFD who was " a character ". I think some 5.56 may be loaded to higher pressures, and isn't recommended for use in .223 rifles. I do know that tracer rounds can be wildly inaccurate as they lose mass, and that ball ammo can go through seasoned oak posts leaving the same size exit hole as entry!

I don't have guns now, but I started with a .22 Win Mag rifle, hoping it would be cheap to run, and big enough for foxes. Ammunition wasn't widely stocked, which made it a pain. It was accurate, and would stop small things at over a hundred yards easily, in fact it had the same energy at a hundred yards as a .22lr had just leaving the barrel. It stopped every fox I hit with it, but it just wasn't powerful enough for that. The .223 which I added to the arsenal solved that problem.

I can't remember if I've told this story here, but apologies if I'm repeating myself. My apprentice ( AKA Aged Parent ) and I spent a happy Sunday morning removing one dead tree stump, and one very unhealthy one from a client's garden. He was going off to play golf, so paid us before we'd finished ( we'd done work for him before ) and once we were done, we enjoyed our Tesco meal deals for dinner in the sun in the car park. Monday morning, my phone's red hot! According to our client he'd been " tidying up after us ", when the beautiful laurel bush next door " just fell over in slow motion ". The ones we'd been dealing with were about ten or twelve feet from this, by the way. It turns out the bush had a fine root structure at the neighbour's side, but one lone root at our client's side. Which he'd chopped through, in his " tidying ". His neighbour was not happy, and the longer they had to look at their pride and joy lying across the lawn, the less happy they were becoming, so off we went again on a Fire Engine job. Long story short, nobody home at either house, so we removed the evidence, and sent him a bill. There is a footnote to this tale. We returned to trim the hedge between them later on, and where his shed was, it was impossible to trim from his side, even by lying on the shed roof upside down. As we left, it was obvious that neighbour was home, so we politely knocked on the door, and asked if we could pop in for five minutes to trim it from her side, which would in all honesty have improved her side greatly. Her response? " I wouldn't p**s on him if he were on fire ". We took that as a " No", and went home.

I sort of fell into everything I do by chance. Grew up in a farming area, so worked on farms as I grew, and when I got married, got a tied house. Bosses son went to college and trained for my job, so I was redundant for a month. Moved to my present dwelling over 40 years ago, worked there for many years, until I was made redundant again. Went self employed, and carried on working as a Handyman/Landscaper/Builders Labourer and the like. I also work in the night time economy, again by serendipity. I was a Young Conservative. ( The costs were lower than Young Farmers, and the girls didn't smell of animals as much 😄) They decided to hold a Christmas party, and the question was asked " who's got the biggest record player"? Muggins here said me, so became responsible for playing the songs from a somewhat limited repertoire, and a young lady came up and said " I'm having a party next week, if I give you some money, will you play at that" ? I'm now going out with a few grand's worth of gear and still enjoying it, just like the Day Job. I must be crackers. 🤪

First time I have had a job worthy of inclusion here, and remembered to get photos. Leylandii hedge lowered by around a yard, plus or minus a foot. About fifty yards or so, my little Makita battery saw was very handy, as was the Kombi Polesaw with a 16” bar from an 023. Two short days to cut it, the easy side has just about been gathered up, just the awkward one to clear. The original plan was to chip it on the wasteland at that side, but it could cost the client more that way than if we drag it through the garden and dispose of it ourselves.

Once upon a time, I was using a Stihlsaw to shorten big concrete drainage pipes. For whatever reason, the disc decided to lose its structural integrity. I was wearing my customary rigger boots, and something whacked me on the right one very, very severely. The resulting bruise was something to behold, confirming that it was a very heavy impact. I still have a sneaking suspicion that my subsequent heart attack may have been at least partly caused by a clot from there wandering off and causing a problem. Fortunately, I was re-plumbed by the medics, and am still going.

Bloody kids! 69 here, still climbing ladders and waving cutters about. 😛 More slowly than twenty years ago. 😉 And with more aches afterwards. 😒

Labour tied their shoelaces together in their election promises, " no tax rises". That led them to tax businesses which were already struggling, who will react by putting prices up, and cutting expenditure ( wages, expansion for two ) which will be worse and more badly received than a small income tax rise. They then nicked the heating allowance, blamed the 22billion black hole so much that it led to a loss of confidence, and was a big factor in stalling the economy.

You know, when I was young, America was very anti-Russia ( cold war et al ), an ally of Europe, and run by leaders it was possible to respect. Just saying. 😉