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« Reply #75 on: 17:40:37, 21-01-2008 » |
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Not at all, cd, thank you for bringing us back to a grown up level of discussion. My inner primary school kid has been chucking like anything about all this poo, but enough is enough.
Let's start again.
Typewriters.
The seats on the London Routemaster -Double decker bus - don't get me wrong, I hate the bendy buses, but truth to tell the seats for two people on the Routemaster were only wide for three buttocks. (O dear the inner p s kid getting out again.)
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A time to weep, and a time to laugh: a time to mourn, and a time to dance
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« Reply #76 on: 17:55:39, 21-01-2008 » |
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DB, the seats on the `new` buses` can barely contain two posteriors  Or are people getting bigger? Maybe clothes are getting bigger? Handbags certainly are. Anyway, I digress. Sorry  |
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« Reply #77 on: 17:59:51, 21-01-2008 » |
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I was going to say typewriters but Don B beat me to it. Oh, the joys of cutting and pasting! I would also add to typewriters - carbon paper! Another item I would not like to see again - Meltis Newberry Fruits. My Nan loved them (and therefore assumed everyone loved them) and we had them at Christmas. Oh yuck, that horrible sickly sweetness and the goo in the middle  |
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Reality, sa molesworth 2, is so sordid it makes me shudder
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« Reply #78 on: 18:08:06, 21-01-2008 » |
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And tippex, Antheil, but I think that has already been mentioned.
Regarding London buses, mort. The old Routemaster had a single bench seat, and if the person on the inside was a bit wider than average, it could be a tight fit on the outside. (I always prefer to sit on the inside.)
The bendy bus is HORRIBLE. It combines the comfort of a cattle truck with the speed of a sedan chair. It assumes most passengers will be strap hanging for the whole journey. Moreover my partner can't stand the disembodied voice saying "This is (name of stop). This bus is going to (pause) Stoke Newington" at every stop. It might be more convincing if it said "This bus is going to Stoke Newington eventually, if we're lucky".
However in the possibility that I can get a seat, they are bucket seats so the person in the neighbouring seat does not intrude on my body space, nor I on theirs. This is an improvement, to be fair.
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« Reply #79 on: 18:10:22, 21-01-2008 » |
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Tippex.
Tippex? But when I am doing my cartography on OS Maps I use a Tippex Mouse! One continuous line of blanking out! But without the desire to sniff it  Sorry, ant, I missed this. |
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« Reply #80 on: 18:30:39, 21-01-2008 » |
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Regarding London buses, mort. The old Routemaster had a single bench seat, and if the person on the inside was a bit wider than average, it could be a tight fit on the outside. (I always prefer to sit on the inside.)
Maybe I`ve got unreliable and affectionate memories of the Routemaster, DB  But there seemed to be more room for sitting. I`m not exactly ginormous but if someone sits down beside me on a bus I`m practically squeezing out of the window. Ah, I should probably go to the Grumpy Room with this  |
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Don Basilio
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« Reply #81 on: 21:11:58, 21-01-2008 » |
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There were more seats, Mort, but they were less comfy if you had a large person already on the inside.
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Baz
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« Reply #82 on: 21:15:24, 21-01-2008 » |
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CASH! (We all get by with plastic now  )
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« Reply #83 on: 21:19:29, 21-01-2008 » |
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And specifically: French and Belgian (but alas not Swiss) francs, deutschmarks, lire, schillings, drachmas, pesetas, guilders and the like. Very much unlamented, at least by me.
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« Reply #84 on: 21:28:32, 21-01-2008 » |
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Yes, a big welcome to the euro, say I. The sooner we get it in the UK the better. (I do not read The Daily Mail.)
However actual cash does have its uses. We still have an interesting stash of Romanian leu, Hungarian forints, Turkish lira and Cypriot pounds from our autumn outing. (The last being totally redundant since 1 January when unoccupied Cyrpus joined the euro zone.)
(The Hungarian cash was particularly useless as Budapest appeared to have no cosy cafes where we could have a coffee, sandwich and sitdown out of the pouring rain which covered that beautiful historic city from the moment we got off the night train from Bucharest. The only thing to do was take the train to Wien and spend the euros on coffees with centimetres of whipped cream on top. The forints were redundant as far as we were concerned.)
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« Reply #85 on: 21:29:12, 21-01-2008 » |
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And specifically: French and Belgian (but alas not Swiss) francs, deutschmarks, lire, schillings, drachmas, pesetas, guilders and the like. Very much unlamented, at least by me.
I do regret the disappearance of those, because they always represented the lure of travel to me. I found the names and the associations exciting, and I rather enjoyed not quite understanding them. (I certainly don't read the Daily Mail, either, Don B, and have always considered myself a European.) I agree about hard lavatory paper - good riddance to Bronco and its ilk, though when I was bored in hotels as a child, I discovered that it made (unused, of course!) good tracing paper  . |
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« Reply #86 on: 21:30:25, 21-01-2008 » |
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The only thing to do was take the train to Wien and spend the euros on coffees with centimetres of whipped cream on top. Odd how often that seems the only reasonable solution to a problem... And yes, centimetres, that's the spirit...  |
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« Reply #87 on: 21:38:21, 21-01-2008 » |
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...We still have an interesting stash of Romanian leu, Hungarian forints, Turkish lira and Cypriot pounds from our autumn outing. (The last being totally redundant since 1 January when unoccupied Cyrpus joined the euro zone.)...
Interesting! With regard to your "unoccupied Cyrpus", I think this warrants an entry on the Glossary thread. Baz |
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« Reply #88 on: 21:45:10, 21-01-2008 » |
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Interesting! With regard to your "unoccupied Cyrpus", I think this warrants an entry on the Glossary thread. Baz It is an incredibly sensitive area and I am sure whatever I say will offend someone. Cyprus is the Ireland of the Levant, and just as you can't even name the Six Counties or Northern Ireland without implying an unacceptable view to someone, I am sure any name in Cyrpus will be unacceptable somewhere. I would like to think that violence in the Six Counties, whether from Republicans or so-called Loyalists, is a thing of the past. I do hope so. |
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To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under heaven.
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« Reply #89 on: 21:48:39, 21-01-2008 » |
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(DB, I think Baz may have simply been referring to a slip of the Basilian finger... ) |
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