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I can't believe it's not better

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    Llandysul, Ceredigion, Wales
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    Getting wood. Making stuff. Helping people and animals. Let's see.
  1. Interesting pics there. I recognise a few of those places in Bristol, bizarre to see them under that much water!
  2. No probs, Ive sorted all these sarcasted english out. Quite quick I think that they're not going to mess with us. Ho, ho they've seem to find it rather funny. Not so soon unfortunately for them - I'm willing to play along for so far... It will be interesting to hear how well these chaps have come in bothering to learn the welsh language. or chanel 4 That is is. Sod off. Follow us in the thing wotsit...
  3. No probs , next time I see this rhis sot==rtb of onions onions going on well all come round aound a nd and smack the hell out of hat hit themthese english poofs - thry wont know them...
  4. Did I ever tell you about the time in the summer, just after Lady P was burgled, we got burgled. Yes, whilst enjoying my Net-weather asbo, on one of the hottest, if not the hottest day in July? I left the kitchen window wide open, and it's about 1 foot deep. During the hotist day, when it reached about 36C outside and a disgusting 30C indoors, I changed the aquarium water 3 times that day (not completely) trying to keep it cooler (they are normally about 24C, the fish and shrimp). Anyway, that night mrs better had gone out with friends and I stayed up till about 1am on my todd the recluse I am. She came to bed about 2am, and at 3am she woke me saying "Did you here that?!" "Ugh" (Well I heard it too, but I was dreaming and still pi**ed). Maybe it's a cat I said (Hoping it was a cat - and not something worse...well there was a rat once). Suddenly there came the sound of somebody walking up the wooden stairs! Unmistakeable. Either a giant two legged cat, or (oh god) a burgliar! They must have heard us and decended back down. We both were sat up in bed, in the dark listening - for 2 mins? - waiting for a positive loud burgliar sound. Suddenly there was quite loud noises downstairs... That's not a cat! I leapt out of bed, (naked because I'm too young to wear pyjamas) and grabbed a pool que(!?). Just like in that film, a pool que wasn't good enough and I grabbed a standard lamp, without the lamp bit, so it was a pole. I went down stairs expecting to get jumped, brandishing this pole, pulsing with adrenaline, expecting to get jumped - (knives are in the kitchen downstairs and small kindling axe...) So, in the kitchen and I'm really hyped up - but there's nobody there! The fridge door was wide open though... and all the lights on. Still a bit dazed I was. "How did a cat open the fridge door??", I asked, stupourdily. Mrs better had to put me straight. Tick, tock, tick, tock - yikes! Then I thought the burgliar was behind the bathroom door. I pushed it and it wouldn't yield, all the way. "He's behind the f****ng door", I whispered (possibly). There was a reason why the bathroom door wasn't opening fully - that's because he was behind the bathroom door, right? So, I rammed this standard light shaft into the door at about 80% strength - this went through the front of the door and only slightly penetrated the other side. (I'm not a complete psycho O.K, else I would have added the other 20%). Of course, the skanky slim junky burgliar was long gone, out the window having taken the house keys and a digital camera that might be worth a fiver. The force behind the door, giving me the impression that there was someone behind there was infact a little wicker basket...(full of NS mags and other suchlike good toilet reading material). So, the moral of this story is - if you think there's a burgliar hiding in your house, and you go for the kill (80% of it) - you may find they're long gone, and you're just left with a door in your house with several big holes in it. And it's not even your house! Peace. (and you have to change all the locks of course). Excuse my English spelling - see you in the next world, with windy thing.
  5. Right, this isn't working. I'm off back to Wales - I miss the elements, space, wind turbines, solar panels, hearing the wind rushing through the trees before it arrives, the sudden brightening of 12V dc lights, trying to get rid of unwanted energy in a wind, trying to conserve it in a lull, I could go on and on. Besides, 12 - 240v inverters have come down in price a hell of a lot. Oh, and I can't afford to stand up here.
  6. I've got a habit. 1/2oz a day, of dark drum, or similar shag, deep inhaler, no filters. For me it's a strong addiction and even when I'n satiated, a reflex action. Even being very busy/washing-up all the time, doesn't help. 2 hours without one and I'm cerebrialy flagging. Roll on a complete ban from the next government - half of me says. Sounds like your doing well Chris.
  7. Does a 12" vinyl record float, (in the Teifi flood waters)?
  8. Hi Paul. Is there any chance a few skew-t charts could be added to NW lite?
  9. We used to love each other so much I suppose, though how would I know. Cold, lettuce storage how can you say that woops now look what's happened.
  10. I was in Lynmouth the other weekend, for the music festival, sipping delicious ales and sweltering in the searing sun. I found it impossible to imagine the wall of water cascading through the village, destroying everything in its path, after 9 inches of rain fell in 24 hours on its already saturated Exmoor catchment. Here is a very detailed and comprehensive account of the event: http://www.exmoor-nationalpark.gov.uk/the_..._of_1952_exmoor
  11. Aren't they geese? It was like desert a week ago! Good to see the geese out foraging around for stuff.
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