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Anyone know what the "air raid siren" that goes off now and again in the Tullos area is for? Am I diving under my desk unnecessarily?

You can't really grow a proper tache in a month though. A proper tache being one that prevents the wearer from eating things like jam on toast as the tache acts like some sort of toast sweeping brush proir to the toast entering the mouth.

sold

or go retro and get an ethernet cable!

That would mean getting up 10 minutes earlier in the morning. Also, eat breakfast at work. Means even more time in bed.

there is much I am still to learn!

I only iron work clothes and the occasional ad-hoc item. But the work clothes I do in one go usually on a Sunday. It's a horrbile feeling looking at that ironing board and realising it's the sign of another weekend being over and the return to work is imminent.

fuck that, it's better to do the ironing each morning 10mins before you have to get out the door, while eating your burnt toast

much less depressing

I have a Car Transporter Trailer for sale. 5ft11 by 16ft bed, 2.5tonne rated. Its about 3years old, made by Aberdeen Trailers. Twin axle, fully functioning auto reverse brakes and lights.

The bed is open so gives excellent access under a car, I used it as a set of mobile ramps a number of times. Can load 4x4's and lowered cars with out issues.

PM me for further details.

The Student Union bar on Littlejohn Street was a pretty horrible job for that reason. We opened every day at 12 and most days wouldn't get our first customer until after 5. Looooong boring days. The boss used to have a go at me all the time if he came down and found me reading a book or watching tv. "why aren't you doing anything" he'd say. "there's only so many times I can mop the floor and clean the fridges boss" I'd say. So then he'd have me clean the fridges again. Tell you, that must have been the cleanest bar in Aberdeen, I spent 5 hours a day cleaning it.

I get all OCD in that type of situation. I'd have every bottle facing the correct direction, every table and chair perfectly square to the walls etc etc, just something to do to pass the time. Think the years of working offshore have broken me!

Should probably have mentioned the heating was stuck on one heat, so it was either freezing cold or equater, the latter sending the heating bill from managable to astronomical. the first month we both had to get help from our folks because it more than double what the agency told us an estimated cost would be, and that was after we were careful with everything we used, So if we found ways around using the heating (wearing shitloads of clothes to bed) we just went for that.

you get people who make a living solely from repairing other people central heating you know, there have even been companies set up that do this! Mental!

Prelude to the Hunt

Turning Thirteen

Snake Temple Kings, though I have failed completely to catch them live, there album is ace!

Transmanta, though I don't think I caught them live this year, I did have a jam with them tho!

Glassman before the tatties went over the side.

Royal Mail. Who doesn't hate Royal Mail? Why do they exist? Why hasn't someone more efficient come along to rival them? Bunch of pointless cretins.

I had a parcel delivered that needed signing for last week. They didn't even buzz. Just a red slip straight through the shared post box. Why? The buzzer is a few inches from the post box, and you don't have to lug the parcel around anymore once I've signed for it. Oh well, arranged for redelivery, and sat at home again all morning. Checked to see if the postman had been, and he had. Red slip again, no buzz to my flat. What a fucking bollock. Does he expect me to be waiting at the block door for him all morning? Let me know you've arrived, instead of posting red slip after red slip saying "Sorry we missed you". You didn't miss me. I was home! You just didn't knock or buzz, and I'm just supposed to know when you've arrived, with my flawless intuition, prick. Suppose I'll have to go all the way up to Ashgrove for it since the postman can't seem to get the hang of delivering parcels.

A few months ago, I bought a couple of books online, and got a red slip saying they were too big for the letterbox. I went to collect them and realised they were only too big for the letterbox because there was two jiffy bags from two different companies rubber banded together. Separate them and they fit through just fine. Absolutely gobsmacking.

Apparently the scandal is that a lot of posties don't even take the parcels out the van or delivery and just post the slips.

My village post office is run by the most grumpy woman ever but the post service is brilliant, all the posties are really helpful. Up until the last couple of weeks all my parcels were delivered to the part dismantled unlocked car on my lawn, signatures provided by the cat who took up residency in it. anyone for a banjo dual?

In previous word versions I think the name would have came from the registered user of the software, maybe if it is not specified it reverts to "author". In word 97 the details came from the registered licence holder. not sure on the newer versions, the version of 2007 I use picks up my work user name, but it doesn't do it for everyone, some people only aprear as "author" or "registered user".

In word 2007 the change is done here:

Review>Track Changes>Change User Name>Popular>Personalize your copy of Microsoft Office>User name: Jimmy Cranky

could it be that your word is set with defualt user details, as was the previous users so you are both editing as "registered user" or something like that?

If you forward me you bank details we can proceed with resolving the issue, Thank you please.

Sorry man I've not got the time, cheers tho!

That made me think of Y2J BREAK DOWN THE WALLS.

Pet Hate: WWE isn't as good as it used to be. The acting has serious took a turn for the worst.

its not acting dude, its all real!

Pet hate: people who just stand in the way as you try to get off the train in the morning, especially when you have a bike or case.

Thank fuck this thread has been saved by some posts that don't follow this pattern:

1. I ate here

2. It tasted nice/horrible

3. It was greasy/not greasy

4. I have had x shits between time of consumption and now and they were of y consistency

Maybe this could be the basis of a simple points based scoring system, might I suggest catogories such as "Nom value" and "portion sizes" rating from 1 to 10 on tastiness and volumes, "grease content" measuring the part per mouthful grease quantity in ml, "change left from 20quid" as a measure of value and the all important "number of stools past in the 24hours post meal".

I'm off to Dufftown tomorrow to pay my auld Granny a visit, may have to pop in past. What's so good about it?

Very tasty, huge portions and not at all greasy. I'm aways a bit dubious about small town places as alot seem to get by on simply being the only place for miles and just serve greasey ming, not the case at all there.

Castle Chinese Take away in Dufftown, just off the square, is really good. Only a 100mile round trip from aberdeen.

ratchet straps that come with a wee ratchet on them.

whats a ratchet strap without a rachet then?

Weevils. Fucking weevils. Every time I go to bake something my flour and my caster sugar is full of fucking weevils and I have to buy more. They're probably in my tea bags and my sugar as well, and everything else I keep in that cupboard. I've now binned everything and bleached the fuck out of the cupboard. That ought to stop the little cunts.

do you live onboard a ship in the 1800's?

someone mentioned autoglass adverts, i cant find the post but I have to second that!

I have two chips on my windscreen, they've been there for 2 years and I've driven over countless potholes, speedbumps, squirrels and offroad, had my heater on max while it is freezing outside and still my windscreen is in one piece. When it does break I'm going to call Scotglass, just because they don't have an annoying advert!

bloody jingle!

/radge

I was hoping that there might be someone a bit more local than Dennis? As good as I'm sure he is I don't really have any time to head down Fife anytime soon.

I could take a look at them man, send me a PM if you can figure out how to on this new site.

I once took my my mum's westie, Wallace, out for a walk. He did a poo, then as I was preparing the carrier bag to pick it up, he did that thing that dogs do when they sort of try to cover up the poo by flicking their back legs in the grass to cover the shit (there may be a technical term that dog enthusiasts call this). In doing so, he mis-aimed (or so I hope) and proceeded to flick his entire shit up on to my trouser leg.

The walk did not last long after that.

Little bastard.

LOLZ

To add to the running for a bus theme; Running for a bus but having to stop to pick up the 10p you dropped while running as you only have the exact change on you. Minus 100 cool points if you then go on to miss the bus but add 23000 point if you are doing so wearing MC hammer pantaloons. 8-) Hammer Time