Spardo:
When my wife and I were much younger, she, an ex-professional dancer, had the most crackingly beautiful legs I had ever seen and others too judging by the admiring glances. But we used to jive and she would wear a flared skirt. Yes I revelled in the drooling gazes of the massed male onlookers but I never got to see the full benefit myself, because we only danced with each other.
A bit like all those flashy motors, nice to see all the admiring glances but never getting the full experience of seeing it drive by. Because if I had one, no-one else would drive it but me.
Never liked the look of those bling bling machines, the latest hip thing to do among those who do like it seems to be to fit an old style sort of steering wheel, preferably in white. I do wonder if that is even legal, as a lot of functions are now integrated in the steering wheel, along with the airbag.
For me itâs just a tool, nothing more nothing less, and I do look after it and keep it clean, but thatâs as far as it goes.
I quite like the look of Punch Danâs Foden, proper work horse IMHO
I didnât crave any bling eitherâŠwell a n/s Blue Spot or Lucas Amber maybe a heater wouldâve also been nice thoâ that did come in later motors.
Oily
Buzzer:
Couple more Volvoâs and a bit of how it used to be for me as a child, Buzzer.
Me too. My father told me that he had to address his father as âSirâ, happily I did not call my father anything but Dad or, latterly, Pop. I did not know my Grandfathers (thanks WW2) but I knew my maternal Great Grandfather. A lovely man but everything was so formal. Meal times etc⊠I never saw him without a suit and tie and had to address him as âSirââŠ
No âsirsâ for me, but when I wanted to leave the table I had to say âmay I get down please?â
Other rules were
1.Donât speak with your mouth full.
2.Donât drink while you are eating.
3. No elbows on the table.
4. Donât hold your knife like a pen.
5. Donât hold a spoon in the full palm hold so that the elbow is forced forwards. (Still agree with that, otherwise it seems so awkward to me, but lots of people do it.)
Coincidentally, Fran and I were reminiscing in similar vein only yesterday, because I regularly break the first 3 rules nowadays. Especially number 2, although it is only water now, to my mind half the pleasure of food and wine is mixing the two.
Much the same as above for myself and my sister, My Grandfather on my dadâs side, the only Grandparent I knew, was born 1880 (died 1967) and was a bit Victorian in his attitudes, didnât have to call him âSirâ but if he was at the meal table and wanted another cup of tea he would just tap the cup with the teaspoon and one of us had to do jump up and do the honours.
Well I was brought up in the 30s I was taught to say Please may I leave the table as Ive had suffcient thank you, This was when all my Grand parents were alive, And as years went on my children & grand children were taught the same, Of which Im very proud of today now that the grand children are in their 30s, Good manners go a long way in my book, Its just a pity that youngs today havent had the pleasure of doing this. Of course this is just my humble oppinion, Regards Larry.
> oiltreader: > I didnât crave any bling eitherâŠwell a n/s Blue Spot or Lucas Amber maybe a heater wouldâve also been nice thoâ that did come in later motors.Oily
Quite agree OT, anything more than a roof rack, bucket hanging from the front pin, trailer boxes on the right hand side of the trailer, snow chains hanging from hooks on the back of the unit chassis, couple of 5 gallon water containers. Plus PPE (Clogs) the optional extra and exceedingly good for the job.
Anything else wasted space & temptation to the needy, less fortunate (or relatives/descendants of that ****ing seaport/dock on the west coast of England)
EDIT:- I have recently come to the conclusion that the reason we see the occupants of that seaport/dock on the West coast of England in a negative light is that they boycott the Sun (HEROES FOR THAT) - hence they have a billionaire & his Media against them.
That doesnât mean I think their dockers were anything but people to be avoided at all costs. C**ts to a man
Idiots to a man , I was in a shed , canât recall what I was loading but half the shed was full of crates of melons . Docker comes by , smashes a crate lid to get himself a melon , two minutes later his mate comes ignores the open crate and smashes another crate . By the time I got loaded the floor was littered with smashed crates .
Spardo:
When my wife and I were much younger, she, an ex-professional dancer, had the most crackingly beautiful legs I had ever seen and others too judging by the admiring glances. But we used to jive and she would wear a flared skirt. Yes I revelled in the drooling gazes of the massed male onlookers but I never got to see the full benefit myself, because we only danced with each other.
A bit like all those flashy motors, nice to see all the admiring glances but never getting the full experience of seeing it drive by. Because if I had one, no-one else would drive it but me.
Never liked the look of those bling bling machines, the latest hip thing to do among those who do like it seems to be to fit an old style sort of steering wheel, preferably in white. I do wonder if that is even legal, as a lot of functions are now integrated in the steering wheel, along with the airbag.
For me itâs just a tool, nothing more nothing less, and I do look after it and keep it clean, but thatâs as far as it goes.
I quite like the look of Punch Danâs Foden, proper work horse IMHO
Thank you check out my new old shiny wheels for the Daf ,someone was chucking them out all rusty they were but not pitted so blast paint in 2 pack & laquer and here we are ,got 4 standard Daf wheel trims too done the same Iâam just waiting for the grit lorry to pack up for this yr and they are going on .