Frank/Dad- I remember when it was all just fields....I know what you mean about Governments -I feel exactly the same way. And why are we continuing to give foreign aid to wealthy so called 'third world countries' when we have pensioners deciding whether to eat or put on their heating? My Dad worked his a"%* off till he was 77 paid his dues all his life, never asked for anything he wasn't entitled to, and it makes me furious when they talk about ours and his generation being to blame for everything. I'm now starting to spit feathers so I'll stop. On a lighter note GG- my youngest daughter used to pee like a boy when she was little, especially out in the garden! She doesn't do it now....
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Don't think carrot cake is British, Frank - supposedly came fom Italy, and became popular over her after the war, when rationing made sugar scarce and carrots apparently made cake sweeter. That might be true, but we don't eat Woolton Pie or Snook now,so why carrot cake?
Totally different moan, more a worry than a rant, I read today that the global Internet has slowed down due to a 'war' between two large online companies, and experts think it could soon affect personal banking and emails. I worry that we are sometimes too trusting with electronic banking, and believe that the various security measures will take care of us.
I renewed an insurance policy on the phone a few days ago, and happily gave the person at a well known Insurance Company my card details - he then had in front of him my name, age, address, and card details. Whilst I hope that he is very trustworthy, what safeguards are in place to stop him passing these details to a third party? Then a few days down the line, I lose money and get told by my bank or card provider that I must have disclosed my details to someone else - well, I did 'cos that's the b....y system!
What with the problems in Cyprus I am more and more tempted to find space under my mattress for my cash - but they know where I live!
Pentille, where ever carrot cake was invented it is still a blot on the landscape, Mr Wooltons pie a once a week delicacy in the Wartime School Canteen I was forced to frequent was often the best meal of the week all Vegetable and not masquerading as pudding, followed by Tapioca, how come we got so much of that back then. Fish every Friday boiled to bits then a very weak sauce thrown on and mashed potato, the whole tasteless but still better than carrot cake.
I am with you on the inter-net, I refuse to put any detail on this machine, renew my insurance by post and much to my daughters frustration actually go to a shop to buy the things I want, "I can do that on line dad" maybe so but how will you pay, "your card" not on your Nelly I have no trust in those on line thin-gees. I was reading about security and apparently some of the big online firms have been broken into but say nothing, it is cheaper to compensate irate customers than broadcast the fact.
Fairygirl/ Daughter, Hang about, you remember it being green fields??? "Err" am I old enough to be your Dad? At the last election three very well dressed young men arrived at my door, we can rely on your vote then Sir or was that meant as Cur? It is rather posh around here. "And whom may you be" quoth me, we are the representatives of the XXX party. "Oh yes and what will you do for me should I be stupid enough oops sorry should I give you my vote. A pile of leaflets and a load of spiel later ( had time on my hands so let them educate me) I told them I heard that in the fifties the sixties the seventies and so on and it all got worse never better. Their faces said "we have a right one here" too B@##@# true you have, when I had told them I would never vote for them if they had feather dusters in various orifices of their bodies and dusted my house from top to bottom whilst waggling around, I think they got the point. Like your Dad, I have never had anything from them, the thing that makes me spit shrapnel is the fact my government pension is classed as "Unearned Income" for tax purposes and I will pay taxes until the day i wander off to Valhalla, governments I have shot them or something like that.
Frank/Dad-you must have been a child bride.. Don't get me started on the pensions..thieving B&^&*%*. A useful phrase for the 'doorstep sellers' of all types is a well used Scottish one 'Get it up ye' and you can add 'sideways' if the fancy takes you, and the addition of the word 'right' between 'it' and 'up' adds a certain something. Your mention of Mr. Crosby reminded me of the old joke 'what's the difference between Bing Crosby and Walt Disney?'.... Bing sings- and Walt disnae....
It's a place where beautiful isn't enough of a word....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Fairygirl, all I hear is that we senior citizens are living too long, are too much of a drain on the NHS and get too many perks. I was never in the fortunate position to be eligible for a works pension and the meagre amount I was able to pay into a private pension gives me the princely sum of £50 per month. I get by because I have to. I was incensed when watching a programme this week about the NHS when a sister, or whatever they are these days, was quite cutting about keeping old people alive. I find it really worrying that should I ever be in that position, money will take precedent over the NHS doing their best for me.
As for online shopping, have been doing it since 1999. Started with groceries and then really got the bug. Order anything and everything and have never had a problem. I suppose the trouble is, this has had a knock on effect and the shops are now disappearing. It's not the shoppers fault, it the technology.
In our house, my wife does nearly all her shopping and business on line, whereas I'm the dinosaur - cash where possible, and never, ever do I sign up to ongoing direct debits - it's just someone else's hand in your pocket.
Frank, my meals in the Fifties were the same as yours - I loved tapioca,semolina and sago. Being a Catholic, Mum always served fish on Fridays, and then after a bout of food poisoning I became allergic to fish, so Fridays, no boiled fish - I spent weeks awaiting a letter from the Pope condemning me to Heaven knows what fate!
Pentillie, at a certain point in my life, due to no fault of mine, owed everybody. The only way out of it was to agree to set up direct debits which kept the wolf from the door and, after 3 years, I was back to normal. Perhaps in those days utility companies and mortgagors were run by people who wanted to help, rather than in this day and age by faceless wonders. It gives me peace of mind to pay by direct debit.
Hi ,At every election be it General or local I put in my front window a large poster of one " C,J, Haughy " one time leader of Fianna Fail and I was never bothered by F/F Hacks but sometimes F/G hacks would knock on my door (ex blue shirts ) although these days they try and distance themselves from that time in history but I do like to remind them and be entertained . I do vote every time and as a card carrying member of Unite formally the AEEU I vote Labour it is my believe that anyone who did work or who is still in work is in someway working class and should not vote for Right wing or borderline conservative ,as is what happened today in County Meath the daughter of a T,D who died last Christmas was elected as a new T,D. people have very short memories I am afraid Nepotism is still alive and well in this Country .God help us.
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Frank/Dad- I remember when it was all just fields....I know what you mean about Governments -I feel exactly the same way. And why are we continuing to give foreign aid to wealthy so called 'third world countries' when we have pensioners deciding whether to eat or put on their heating? My Dad worked his a"%* off till he was 77 paid his dues all his life, never asked for anything he wasn't entitled to, and it makes me furious when they talk about ours and his generation being to blame for everything. I'm now starting to spit feathers so I'll stop. On a lighter note GG- my youngest daughter used to pee like a boy when she was little, especially out in the garden! She doesn't do it now....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Totally different moan, more a worry than a rant, I read today that the global Internet has slowed down due to a 'war' between two large online companies, and experts think it could soon affect personal banking and emails. I worry that we are sometimes too trusting with electronic banking, and believe that the various security measures will take care of us.
I renewed an insurance policy on the phone a few days ago, and happily gave the person at a well known Insurance Company my card details - he then had in front of him my name, age, address, and card details. Whilst I hope that he is very trustworthy, what safeguards are in place to stop him passing these details to a third party? Then a few days down the line, I lose money and get told by my bank or card provider that I must have disclosed my details to someone else - well, I did 'cos that's the b....y system!
What with the problems in Cyprus I am more and more tempted to find space under my mattress for my cash - but they know where I live!
Well, that worry became a rant, methinks!
Pentille, where ever carrot cake was invented it is still a blot on the landscape, Mr Wooltons pie a once a week delicacy in the Wartime School Canteen I was forced to frequent was often the best meal of the week all Vegetable and not masquerading as pudding, followed by Tapioca, how come we got so much of that back then. Fish every Friday boiled to bits then a very weak sauce thrown on and mashed potato, the whole tasteless but still better than carrot cake.
I am with you on the inter-net, I refuse to put any detail on this machine, renew my insurance by post and much to my daughters frustration actually go to a shop to buy the things I want, "I can do that on line dad" maybe so but how will you pay, "your card" not on your Nelly I have no trust in those on line thin-gees. I was reading about security and apparently some of the big online firms have been broken into but say nothing, it is cheaper to compensate irate customers than broadcast the fact.
Frank.
Fairygirl/ Daughter, Hang about, you remember it being green fields??? "Err" am I old enough to be your Dad?
At the last election three very well dressed young men arrived at my door, we can rely on your vote then Sir or was that meant as Cur? It is rather posh around here.
"And whom may you be" quoth me, we are the representatives of the XXX party. "Oh yes and what will you do for me should I be stupid enough oops sorry should I give you my vote. A pile of leaflets and a load of spiel later ( had time on my hands so let them educate me) I told them I heard that in the fifties the sixties the seventies and so on and it all got worse never better. Their faces said "we have a right one here" too B@##@# true you have, when I had told them I would never vote for them if they had feather dusters in various orifices of their bodies and dusted my house from top to bottom whilst waggling around, I think they got the point.
Like your Dad, I have never had anything from them, the thing that makes me spit shrapnel is the fact my government pension is classed as "Unearned Income" for tax purposes and I will pay taxes until the day i wander off to Valhalla, governments I have shot them or something like that.
Frank.
Frank/Dad-you must have been a child bride..
Don't get me started on the pensions..thieving B&^&*%*. A useful phrase for the 'doorstep sellers' of all types is a well used Scottish one 'Get it up ye' and you can add 'sideways' if the fancy takes you, and the addition of the word 'right' between 'it' and 'up' adds a certain something. Your mention of Mr. Crosby reminded me of the old joke 'what's the difference between Bing Crosby and Walt Disney?'.... Bing sings- and Walt disnae....
I live in west central Scotland - not where that photo is...
Fairygirl, all I hear is that we senior citizens are living too long, are too much of a drain on the NHS and get too many perks. I was never in the fortunate position to be eligible for a works pension and the meagre amount I was able to pay into a private pension gives me the princely sum of £50 per month. I get by because I have to. I was incensed when watching a programme this week about the NHS when a sister, or whatever they are these days, was quite cutting about keeping old people alive. I find it really worrying that should I ever be in that position, money will take precedent over the NHS doing their best for me.
As for online shopping, have been doing it since 1999. Started with groceries and then really got the bug. Order anything and everything and have never had a problem. I suppose the trouble is, this has had a knock on effect and the shops are now disappearing. It's not the shoppers fault, it the technology.
Frank, my meals in the Fifties were the same as yours - I loved tapioca,semolina and sago. Being a Catholic, Mum always served fish on Fridays, and then after a bout of food poisoning I became allergic to fish, so Fridays, no boiled fish - I spent weeks awaiting a letter from the Pope condemning me to Heaven knows what fate!
Pentillie, at a certain point in my life, due to no fault of mine, owed everybody. The only way out of it was to agree to set up direct debits which kept the wolf from the door and, after 3 years, I was back to normal. Perhaps in those days utility companies and mortgagors were run by people who wanted to help, rather than in this day and age by faceless wonders. It gives me peace of mind to pay by direct debit.
Hi ,At every election be it General or local I put in my front window a large poster of one " C,J, Haughy " one time leader of Fianna Fail and I was never bothered by F/F Hacks but sometimes F/G hacks would knock on my door (ex blue shirts ) although these days they try and distance themselves from that time in history but I do like to remind them and be entertained . I do vote every time and as a card carrying member of Unite formally the AEEU I vote Labour it is my believe that anyone who did work or who is still in work is in someway working class and should not vote for Right wing or borderline conservative ,as is what happened today in County Meath the daughter of a T,D who died last Christmas was elected as a new T,D. people have very short memories I am afraid Nepotism is still alive and well in this Country .God help us.
Derek