Typical 60’s generation! Now back in the 50’s times were hard. Leg of Spam for Christmas, followed by a good thrashing with the buckle end of a belt.Kept us on our toes. Smell of urine? a little loose elsewhere but that’s a more relaxed sphincter and laid back attitude. I do not eat Werthers, German muck! Remember what that lot were up to in the 1900’s. Werthers originals Nazi marching caramels! Too many youngsters on this forum, soft wine drinking wimps falling off chairs in front of log fires.Bikes that actually start with new fangled electric button thingies. Central heating? We’d all stand around mother having a hot flush. In a real winter we’d have started ripping out the skirting boards by now to keep one room above 5F. Kept you fit before off out to nick lead of the neighbours roofs. 61! Humbug. Honeycomb tripe for dinner today, loads of it about.
We have a positive lateral flow here my girl PCR ordered and she is banned to her room well we already do that anyway. Me and the boy are negative but advised by my cancer unit to do a PCR both of us. Walk through very busy will try later Can't have my chemo till all the other patients have left so I'm going back at 3 to get my injection.
I worked for a Swedish chemical and plastics company between 1982 and 1985 and one of their divisions manufactured the wheelie bin whilst I worked there, and I’m sure we had one by the time I left them. according to this https://wheeliebinsolutions.co.uk/blogs/wheelie-bin-news/the-history-of-the-wheelie-bin they were launched in March 1968
We got one late-'90s. The top (yellow, note) cupboard in the porch was for the meters, the bottom one was for the dustbin. In the mid-'90s I put a trellis up closing off much of the porch and planted jasmine and by the late-'90s it was voluminous, and of a summer evening it smelled wonderful! I'd go out and stand awhile just basking in it. It honestly felt like one of the high-points of simply being alive. Then a wheelie bin was mandated and it was too tall for the cupboard, so sultry summer evenings beneath the jasmine became a bit like hanging out at the local tip. My 550 Four Honda. That was a lot of fun that summer!
Big family walk this morning, followed by yet another buffet, washed down with a few G&T’s at lunchtime. We’ve had my parents and sister staying for the last few days, they’ve just gone home, so we’ve just been getting everything back to normal. Now crashed out in front of the telly, where we’ll remain for the rest of the day, while tackling more Xmas chocs and biscuits.
Jesus, I was born in 1986 and you lot make me feel like I’m 19! I’m bloody 36 in a couple months and all my joints crack already….
https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-europe-59808620 Are people thick? Why wouldn’t you check the FCO Gov website for each country before leaving your house and have all your admin on point, in these covid times? I swear people are genuinely retarded….
Nothing quite like relaxing in the shade of the recycle bin. Pull ring,gulp! Lift lid, empty in. Repeat, repeat, repeat….. summer time and the binning is easy, cans are dumping and the bins are high. Song in there somewhere!
I wish the police helicopter that’s circling around would get the team on the ground to make the arrest and piss off. I’d like to go to sleep. Oooh, maybe they have now.
