When will the dj’s on the radio remember that Christmas is not until the 25th December, playing bloody Christmas music this bleeding early. Bah bloody Humbug
grumpy old man:
Oh my god, what has he said now?
Listen Pete, you’re an old lorry driver, IT IS YOUR DUTY TO BE PERMANENTLY GRUMPY, try it, you’ll like it, people will call you harsh names just as they used to when you were driving lorries. Mrs GOM says I’m a miserable old git (old ? I’m only 77) and then she compounds it by saying I’m a fat b astard. I’m not, I know who my father was.
Got to say though, top marks for bravery, venturing on to the motorway in the lead up to Christmas and on suspect tyres as well. I was out in the car yesterday and it could be best described as…scary, there are a lot of very poor drivers out there
No suspect tyres GOM, a brand spanking new one fitted on wednesday! Luckily for us we stopped off at Burton for some fish and chips and then I noticed the tyre deflating rapidly, however next to the chippy was a Central tyre depot (more luck!) so I got them to sort it. The wheel trim had been fitted wrong and was forcing the valve out of shape so air was escaping around it. The manager (the staff were at lunch) removed the tyre, fitted a new valve and balanced it and wouldn’t accept any payment, not even a tip, “have it on me” he said, “and have a MERRY CHRISTMAS”!! Top man.
Pete.
grumpy old man:
windrush:
Well GOM, we made it down south safely as the barriers were open! A flat tyre at Burton (a new tyre, only fitted this week!) plus lane closure on the M42 due to somebody demolishing the central barrier, failed to halt us! Traffic travelling north on the M40/42 was heavy though, a couple of Punchy Dan’s relatives trucks will be late home tonight.To be honest I’m rarely grumpy, nowt to be miserable about at present anyway as it will soon be CHRISTMAS yeah!!!
Pete.
Oh my god, what has he said now?
Listen Pete, you’re an old lorry driver, IT IS YOUR DUTY TO BE PERMANENTLY GRUMPY, try it, you’ll like it, people will call you harsh names just as they used to when you were driving lorries. Mrs GOM says I’m a miserable old git (old ? I’m only 77) and then she compounds it by saying I’m a fat b astard. I’m not, I know who my father was.
Got to say though, top marks for bravery, venturing on to the motorway in the lead up to Christmas and on suspect tyres as well. I was out in the car yesterday and it could be best described as…scary, there are a lot of very poor drivers out there
Every word you say rings a bell with me GOM , mrs GOM and mrs rigsby are uncannily alike , could you ask her if her dad had a bike .
windrush:
grumpy old man:
Oh my god, what has he said now?
Listen Pete, you’re an old lorry driver, IT IS YOUR DUTY TO BE PERMANENTLY GRUMPY, try it, you’ll like it, people will call you harsh names just as they used to when you were driving lorries. Mrs GOM says I’m a miserable old git (old ? I’m only 77) and then she compounds it by saying I’m a fat b astard. I’m not, I know who my father was.
Got to say though, top marks for bravery, venturing on to the motorway in the lead up to Christmas and on suspect tyres as well. I was out in the car yesterday and it could be best described as…scary, there are a lot of very poor drivers out thereNo suspect tyres GOM, a brand spanking new one fitted on wednesday! Luckily for us we stopped off at Burton for some fish and chips and then I noticed the tyre deflating rapidly, however next to the chippy was a Central tyre depot (more luck!) so I got them to sort it. The wheel trim had been fitted wrong and was forcing the valve out of shape so air was escaping around it. The manager (the staff were at lunch) removed the tyre, fitted a new valve and balanced it and wouldn’t accept any payment, not even a tip, “have it on me” he said, “and have a MERRY CHRISTMAS”!! Top man.
Pete.
Hey Pete,
someone is in the Christmas mood! That was some service! Must have been your charm.
I thought one had to be grumpy to be a member on this thread, and you a senior member at that!! Yer slippin up here laddie.
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Johnny
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jsutherland:
Hey Pete,someone is in the Christmas mood! That was some service! Must have been your charm.
I thought one had to be grumpy to be a member on this thread, and you a senior member at that!! Yer slippin up here laddie.
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Well Johnny, to be perfectly truthfull I always thought that I was a trifle grumpy but the ramblings of some of the more (being kind now!) ‘ancient’ posters on here make me realise that compared to them I am positively radiant in my outlook. Mrs W says that I am a happy chap and I always see the good in folk so perhaps I didn’t ought to post in this thread after all? I can sypathise with ROF being like he is, Macclesfield would depress even the laughing policeman, and Rigsby spends half the year snow shovelling on his mountain so he is maybe entitled to get ■■■■■■ off, but GOM baffles me as everyone knows (because they never, EVER, fail to mention the fact! ) that Yorkshiremen are the best in Britain and also the most generous (and modest) so I just can’t fathom why he should be the miserable old git that he is?
Still, nowt as queer as folk eh?
Pete.
windrush:
jsutherland:
Hey Pete,someone is in the Christmas mood! That was some service! Must have been your charm.
I thought one had to be grumpy to be a member on this thread, and you a senior member at that!! Yer slippin up here laddie.
[emoji1]
JohnnySent from my Hol-U19 using Tapatalk
Well Johnny, to be perfectly truthfull I always thought that I was a trifle grumpy but the ramblings of some of the more (being kind now!) ‘ancient’ posters on here make me realise that compared to them I am positively radiant in my outlook. Mrs W says that I am a happy chap and I always see the good in folk so perhaps I didn’t ought to post in this thread after all? I can sypathise with ROF being like he is, Macclesfield would depress even the laughing policeman, and Rigsby spends half the year snow shovelling on his mountain so he is maybe entitled to get ■■■■■■ off, but GOM baffles me as everyone knows (because they never, EVER, fail to mention the fact!
) that Yorkshiremen are the best in Britain and also the most generous (and modest) so I just can’t fathom why he should be the miserable old git that he is?
Still, nowt as queer as folk eh?
Pete.
You’ve obviously never heard the true definition of a yorkshireman , he’s like a scotsman with the generosity removed .
^^
Considering all the above, and that PG Wodehouse said "It has never been hard to tell the difference between a Scotsman with a grievance and a ray of sunshine.”
What does that make a Yorkshireman?
John.
rigsby:
You’ve obviously never heard the true definition of a yorkshireman , he’s like a scotsman with the generosity removed .
I’ve heard that many a time Dave, my Scottish friend is wed to a Yorkshire lass and he reckons when they regularly go out for a meal (every Preston Guild wether they are hungry or not) it is a battle as to which one of them can be last through the restuarant door! And that is why I can’t fathom GOM being miserable, he presumably keeps his fellow countrymens reputation intact by being canny with his brass so should be happy with his pile. Just maybe all that money is upsetting to the old lad, has no one ever told him that it is far better to give than to recieve and he will feel much happier for that?
Pete.
Who of you miserable old gits was brave enough to knock down the bloody christmas tree…to then blame it all on mr. Fluffy…
Looking forward to the in-laws visiting…
rigsby:
grumpy old man:
windrush:
Well GOM, we made it down south safely as the barriers were open! A flat tyre at Burton (a new tyre, only fitted this week!) plus lane closure on the M42 due to somebody demolishing the central barrier, failed to halt us! Traffic travelling north on the M40/42 was heavy though, a couple of Punchy Dan’s relatives trucks will be late home tonight.To be honest I’m rarely grumpy, nowt to be miserable about at present anyway as it will soon be CHRISTMAS yeah!!!
Pete.
Oh my god, what has he said now?
Listen Pete, you’re an old lorry driver, IT IS YOUR DUTY TO BE PERMANENTLY GRUMPY, try it, you’ll like it, people will call you harsh names just as they used to when you were driving lorries. Mrs GOM says I’m a miserable old git (old ? I’m only 77) and then she compounds it by saying I’m a fat b astard. I’m not, I know who my father was.
Got to say though, top marks for bravery, venturing on to the motorway in the lead up to Christmas and on suspect tyres as well. I was out in the car yesterday and it could be best described as…scary, there are a lot of very poor drivers out thereEvery word you say rings a bell with me GOM , mrs GOM and mrs rigsby are uncannily alike , could you ask her if her dad had a bike .
I always thought her dad was a reasonable fella…right up to the time he BEGGED me to take her off his hands and marry her.
Normally when you’re ‘courting’ and want to get married the young man goes to her father and asks for her Not us…he asked me to take her
windrush:
jsutherland:
Hey Pete,someone is in the Christmas mood! That was some service! Must have been your charm.
I thought one had to be grumpy to be a member on this thread, and you a senior member at that!! Yer slippin up here laddie.
[emoji1]
JohnnySent from my Hol-U19 using Tapatalk
Well Johnny, to be perfectly truthfull I always thought that I was a trifle grumpy but the ramblings of some of the more (being kind now!) ‘ancient’ posters on here make me realise that compared to them I am positively radiant in my outlook. Mrs W says that I am a happy chap and I always see the good in folk so perhaps I didn’t ought to post in this thread after all? I can sypathise with ROF being like he is, Macclesfield would depress even the laughing policeman, and Rigsby spends half the year snow shovelling on his mountain so he is maybe entitled to get ■■■■■■ off, but GOM baffles me as everyone knows (because they never, EVER, fail to mention the fact!
) that Yorkshiremen are the best in Britain and also the most generous (and modest) so I just can’t fathom why he should be the miserable old git that he is?
Still, nowt as queer as folk eh?
Pete.
He’s bloody at it again…he’s calling us old lads ‘ancient’. We might be well stricken with years but ancient we are not.
As for the Yorkshireman bit…yes we are.
I’m very surprised at your lack of reaction to that young bloke from matlock GOM . Telling a yorkshireman that it’s better to GIVE than receive , I know i wouldn’t leave stairfoot alive with that comment . Dave
rigsby:
I’m very surprised at your lack of reaction to that young bloke from matlock GOM . Telling a yorkshireman that it’s better to GIVE than receive , I know i wouldn’t leave stairfoot alive with that comment . Dave
Maybe the Christmas spirit is unknowingly affecting some of the Yorkshiremen on here Dave. Good you brought it to their attention [emoji15]
Regards
Johnny
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Anyone have a phobia about someone being under the bed at night? I liked this bloke’s tale:
Ever since I was a child, I’ve always had a fear of someone under my bed at night.
So I went to a shrink and told him, “I’ve got problems. Every time I go to bed I think there’s somebody under it. I’m scared. I think I’m going crazy.”
“Just put yourself in my hands for one year, said the shrink. “Come talk to me three times a week and we should be able to get rid of those fears.”
“How much do you charge?”
“One hundred fifty pounds per visit,” replied the doctor.
“I’ll sleep on it,” I said.
Six months later the doctor met me on the street. “Why didn’t you come to see me about those fears you were having?” he asked.
“Well, £150 a visit, three times a week for a year, is £23,400.00. A bartender cured me for £10.00. I was so happy to have saved all that money that I went and bought a new pickup truck.” “Is that so?” With a bit of an attitude he said,“and how, may I ask, did a bartender cure you?”
“He told me to cut the legs off the bed; nobody under there now. It’s always better to get a second opinion!”
Robert
robert1952:
Anyone have a phobia about someone being under the bed at night? I liked this bloke’s tale:Ever since I was a child, I’ve always had a fear of someone under my bed at night.
So I went to a shrink and told him, “I’ve got problems. Every time I go to bed I think there’s somebody under it. I’m scared. I think I’m going crazy.”
“Just put yourself in my hands for one year, said the shrink. “Come talk to me three times a week and we should be able to get rid of those fears.”
“How much do you charge?”
“One hundred fifty pounds per visit,” replied the doctor.
“I’ll sleep on it,” I said.
Six months later the doctor met me on the street. “Why didn’t you come to see me about those fears you were having?” he asked.
“Well, £150 a visit, three times a week for a year, is £23,400.00. A bartender cured me for £10.00. I was so happy to have saved all that money that I went and bought a new pickup truck.” “Is that so?” With a bit of an attitude he said,“and how, may I ask, did a bartender cure you?”
“He told me to cut the legs off the bed; nobody under there now. It’s always better to get a second opinion!”Robert
Could easily’ve been in the “Dear Deidre” thread in The Sun
I went Christmas shopping bought a new car for me
animal:
I went Christmas shopping bought a new car for me
That reminds me I need a new one too , a new rubber tip for my walking stick that is .
animal:
I went Christmas shopping bought a new car for me
I hope your trading up from Adolph’s revenge Ang.
Regards Kev.