A week before Xmas and my car trashes its engine, cam belt went pop, car scrapped , not worth repairing. And to make matters worse I had to get the train to work with the great unwashed. An hour and half journey on train compared to 30 mins in car. Nice!
A week before Xmas and my car trashes its engine, cam belt went pop, car scrapped , not worth repairing. And to make matters worse I had to get the train to work with the great unwashed. An hour and half journey on train compared to 30 mins in car. Nice!
Ouch! Always worth keeping up with the replacement schedule for cam belts. Even if you do a low mileage, they deteriorate with age as well as use.
A week before Xmas and my car trashes its engine, cam belt went pop, car scrapped , not worth repairing. And to make matters worse I had to get the train to work with the great unwashed. An hour and half journey on train compared to 30 mins in car. Nice!
Ouch! Always worth keeping up with the replacement schedule for cam belts. Even if you do a low mileage, they deteriorate with age as well as use.
Yep was done at 60k, not due till over 100k, car done 80k. It was actually the tensioner the went and cut through the cam belt.
I’ve used this one before but as it’s raining I’ll use it again. People with umbrellas. Soon as they hold one they turn into right dickheads. Don’t worry about my eyesight, you just poke me in the eye mate as long as you’re dry.
Worst thing about people with Umbrellas are those that have one that take up the whole pavement
Seriously you dont need one that big!!
Walking through the City with their their insurance-branded golf umbrella that they got for free at some event which could keep all of the uninjured Charlton squad dry if it needed to.
I’ve used this one before but as it’s raining I’ll use it again. People with umbrellas. Soon as they hold one they turn into right dickheads. Don’t worry about my eyesight, you just poke me in the eye mate as long as you’re dry.
Anyone under 5'6 should be banned from owning an umbrella in London. They can just keep dry by walking close to a tall person
Girfriend is a big fan of 'soaking' the washing up in the sink when it's her turn, which actually means filling it up with junk so that I can't use it for anything until I get annoyed enough to do it myself... and to do so I've got to take everything back out again, drain it and start from scratch - which is actually more effort than just me doing it for her.
People who take the purple one from the Quality Street tin, and then fold the wrapper and put it back to make it look like it's still there. Absolute bastards!
Old dears who still think it’s acceptable to treat the supermarket as a social club at this time of year. Yes Beryl, I appreciate it’s probably the first time you’ve been out of the house this week and you’re overjoyed at bumping into Gladys and you’re enjoying some rare human interaction but please, don’t block the aisle, don’t stand right in front of where I need to be. Go in the cafe and have a nice brew but please, before I go absolutely f’ing postal, just move!
Fecking rain !! 3rd day running I've had to drive in it pissing down. M25 this afternoon was no joke......and with it being virtually the shortest day ( I know each one has 24 hrs....) its fecking dark by 4pm.
Oh for the long hot sweaty summer weather when the air con is on as you don't won't the windows open whilst doing 80 mph...
Fecking rain !! 3rd day running I've had to drive in it pissing down. M25 this afternoon was no joke......and with it being virtually the shortest day ( I know each one has 24 hrs....) its fecking dark by 4pm.
Oh for the long hot sweaty summer weather when the air con is on as you don't won't the windows open whilst doing 80 mph...
Driving in the rain is made worse by that new shiny tarmac on the ground these days
Drive between the M25 and Pepperhill (Gravesend) on the A2 and you can barely see the markings on the road because of spray / car lights / street lights... Get beyond that point on to the older slightly rougher tarmac and its a lot clearer
Fecking rain !! 3rd day running I've had to drive in it pissing down. M25 this afternoon was no joke......and with it being virtually the shortest day ( I know each one has 24 hrs....) its fecking dark by 4pm.
Oh for the long hot sweaty summer weather when the air con is on as you don't won't the windows open whilst doing 80 mph...
I work in the solar industry, you can bet that all my ground mount (muddy field outdoors) jobs will be in the winter and the roof mount (ie stuck up in a roasting hot loft) will be in the summer.
Old dears who still think it’s acceptable to treat the supermarket as a social club at this time of year. Yes Beryl, I appreciate it’s probably the first time you’ve been out of the house this week and you’re overjoyed at bumping into Gladys and you’re enjoying some rare human interaction but please, don’t block the aisle, don’t stand right in front of where I need to be. Go in the cafe and have a nice brew but please, before I go absolutely f’ing postal, just move!
Old dears who still think it’s acceptable to treat the supermarket as a social club at this time of year. Yes Beryl, I appreciate it’s probably the first time you’ve been out of the house this week and you’re overjoyed at bumping into Gladys and you’re enjoying some rare human interaction but please, don’t block the aisle, don’t stand right in front of where I need to be. Go in the cafe and have a nice brew but please, before I go absolutely f’ing postal, just move!
Looking forward to your visitor tonight AUN?
Is the geezer on the right the old one from Star Wars with the electric spaghetti in his fingers?
People, specifically the toad-headed ignoramus who has been sat next to me all week on a course. The instructors have been pretty decent and have treated everyone like adults. This twonk has been on his laptop blatantly ignoring all the sessions at the end of which, we have been set a task ranging from something really easy to something more challenging and without fail he has asked me in a panic what we have to do. He's also been huffing and puffing and (I know this sounds neurotic) breathing on me. Now we are on a 5 day course, a week before Christmas so us and the instructors agreed that we should have enough lunchtime to grab something to eat, bring it back and make a brew so say 20 minutes, have comfort breaks when needed for piss and shit and the smokers have all agreed to curb the habit, we agreed to start early and stay late to get out of here at a sensible time tomorrow.
So this prick has been late every day, has been the last one back from every short lunch by at least 15 minutes since Monday when I dragged him back on time, has been gagging to get out every day at 4.30 when another hour or 90 minutes each day would make a massive difference tomorrow.
Now I've dragged him along in terms of showing him what to do so much so that I've essentially done it for him, he made a stupid comment last night when we were in the pub and I properly lost it. Told him home truths in a way that is frowned upon nowadays, and told him that if he hadn't done the bit of homework we had been given he was on his own. There was some more meat to what I said to him than that but essentially I had had enough of his disrespect to us and the trainers by pissing around with his phone or laptop all day and then expecting us to carry him. I was a bit disappointed to not really get at least a few nodding heads or even some words of agreement from the others. So I told him to sort himself out by tomorrow
One of the boys has just phoned me and got me to come down to the car park. The guys car has been clamped on both front amd rear wheels! We had to validate parking tickets on arrival for as long as we were staying at the hotel and the soppy prick couldn't even get that right. He also said nobody said anytbing as they had been swapping money on when I would punch the bloke and a few of them had tomorrow morning. I doubt I have even given a 5th of as good a picture as I need to build to describe how much this has fucked me off and when I'm sat at 9pm on a motorway tomorrow I think I'll be pulling over to Google hitmen and heir rates to properly deal with this
People, specifically the toad-headed ignoramus who has been sat next to me all week on a course. The instructors have been pretty decent and have treated everyone like adults. This twonk has been on his laptop blatantly ignoring all the sessions at the end of which, we have been set a task ranging from something really easy to something more challenging and without fail he has asked me in a panic what we have to do. He's also been huffing and puffing and (I know this sounds neurotic) breathing on me. Now we are on a 5 day course, a week before Christmas so us and the instructors agreed that we should have enough lunchtime to grab something to eat, bring it back and make a brew so say 20 minutes, have comfort breaks when needed for piss and shit and the smokers have all agreed to curb the habit, we agreed to start early and stay late to get out of here at a sensible time tomorrow.
So this prick has been late every day, has been the last one back from every short lunch by at least 15 minutes since Monday when I dragged him back on time, has been gagging to get out every day at 4.30 when another hour or 90 minutes each day would make a massive difference tomorrow.
Now I've dragged him along in terms of showing him what to do so much so that I've essentially done it for him, he made a stupid comment last night when we were in the pub and I properly lost it. Told him home truths in a way that is frowned upon nowadays, and told him that if he hadn't done the bit of homework we had been given he was on his own. There was some more meat to what I said to him than that but essentially I had had enough of his disrespect to us and the trainers by pissing around with his phone or laptop all day and then expecting us to carry him. I was a bit disappointed to not really get at least a few nodding heads or even some words of agreement from the others. So I told him to sort himself out by tomorrow
One of the boys has just phoned me and got me to come down to the car park. The guys car has been clamped on both front amd rear wheels! We had to validate parking tickets on arrival for as long as we were staying at the hotel and the soppy prick couldn't even get that right. He also said nobody said anytbing as they had been swapping money on when I would punch the bloke and a few of them had tomorrow morning.
I doubt I have even given a 5th of as good a picture as I need to build to describe how much this has fucked me off and when I'm sat at 9pm on a motorway tomorrow I think I'll be pulling over to Google hitmen and heir rates to properly deal with this
I was in a shop yesterday "Fairy Tale of New York' was playing, a Kirsty McColl soundalike as been used and the line 'You cheap lousy faggot' has been changed to 'You're cheap and your haggard', or something like that, has the world really come to this, a piece of creative art is changed just because some bleeding heart may get upset...FFS, the world is turning into the most boring sterile place. Its very sad.
I was in a shop yesterday "Fairy Tale of New York' was playing, a Kirsty McColl soundalike as been used and the line 'You cheap lousy faggot' has been changed to 'You're cheap and your haggard', or something like that, has the world really come to this, a piece of creative art is changed just because some bleeding heart may get upset...FFS, the world is turning into the most boring sterile place. Its very sad.
I was in a shop yesterday "Fairy Tale of New York' was playing, a Kirsty McColl soundalike as been used and the line 'You cheap lousy faggot' has been changed to 'You're cheap and your haggard', or something like that, has the world really come to this, a piece of creative art is changed just because some bleeding heart may get upset...FFS, the world is turning into the most boring sterile place. Its very sad.
Merry Christmas your arm
Has Arse been changed as well? Bloody hell trust you to notice that.
I was in a shop yesterday "Fairy Tale of New York' was playing, a Kirsty McColl soundalike as been used and the line 'You cheap lousy faggot' has been changed to 'You're cheap and your haggard', or something like that, has the world really come to this, a piece of creative art is changed just because some bleeding heart may get upset...FFS, the world is turning into the most boring sterile place. Its very sad.
That's probably the singer from Westlife's version. Which in fairness he said afterwards was a mistake to change.
I was in a shop yesterday "Fairy Tale of New York' was playing, a Kirsty McColl soundalike as been used and the line 'You cheap lousy faggot' has been changed to 'You're cheap and your haggard', or something like that, has the world really come to this, a piece of creative art is changed just because some bleeding heart may get upset...FFS, the world is turning into the most boring sterile place. Its very sad.
What did they rhyme with haggard as it doesn't rhyme with maggot?
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And to make matters worse I had to get the train to work with the great unwashed. An hour and half journey on train compared to 30 mins in car.
Nice!
Oh for the long hot sweaty summer weather when the air con is on as you don't won't the windows open whilst doing 80 mph...
Drive between the M25 and Pepperhill (Gravesend) on the A2 and you can barely see the markings on the road because of spray / car lights / street lights... Get beyond that point on to the older slightly rougher tarmac and its a lot clearer
Working there today and it’s such a bad accent that even the most attractive of women can put you right off with that horrible twang.
Hope that make me a leader of a group though
So this prick has been late every day, has been the last one back from every short lunch by at least 15 minutes since Monday when I dragged him back on time, has been gagging to get out every day at 4.30 when another hour or 90 minutes each day would make a massive difference tomorrow.
Now I've dragged him along in terms of showing him what to do so much so that I've essentially done it for him, he made a stupid comment last night when we were in the pub and I properly lost it. Told him home truths in a way that is frowned upon nowadays, and told him that if he hadn't done the bit of homework we had been given he was on his own. There was some more meat to what I said to him than that but essentially I had had enough of his disrespect to us and the trainers by pissing around with his phone or laptop all day and then expecting us to carry him. I was a bit disappointed to not really get at least a few nodding heads or even some words of agreement from the others. So I told him to sort himself out by tomorrow
One of the boys has just phoned me and got me to come down to the car park. The guys car has been clamped on both front amd rear wheels! We had to validate parking tickets on arrival for as long as we were staying at the hotel and the soppy prick couldn't even get that right. He also said nobody said anytbing as they had been swapping money on when I would punch the bloke and a few of them had tomorrow morning.
I doubt I have even given a 5th of as good a picture as I need to build to describe how much this has fucked me off and when I'm sat at 9pm on a motorway tomorrow I think I'll be pulling over to Google hitmen and heir rates to properly deal with this
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