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Title: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 12, 2012, 06:26:47 PM
I thought I would toddle off to bed early last night, for a change. I had some reading I wanted to catch up on and I hadn't completed a puzzle in a while. I was confident sleep would come.

Hmphh

So I grabbed the sleeping pills after half an hour of mentally decorating my room, the bathroom and I drew the line when I started planning my new car.

I hadn't taken a bottle of water to bed with me so I toddled to the kitchen to grab one out of the fridge, only to find a pool of water at the fridge door.  :o :o

Investigations discovered the drain at the back of the fridge was blocked and the water that should drain away, was now solid ice, making the water overflow.

I had already popped my pill so I thought I best get the job done before I feel to sleep on top of the roast chicken

Off I went to get my hair dryer, extension cord and trusty knife.

I must have looked a sight in my night attire, head in the fridge, rear end poking out and whirring away with the hair dryer.  ::) ::)

After about half an hour, all was defrosted and back to normal working order.

I went to bed and crashed.

The reason for the long winded post is to ask the rest of you what you do when a situation strikes and there is no one around to help?

What are your ways of dealing with lifes little catastrophes?

I have a very girly tool box but hey, its works for me.  :D :D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on January 12, 2012, 06:42:00 PM
Just avoid going to bed early.  It rarely works.

Coping with life's little catastrophes?  If it has to be tackled there and then, just do it.  No matter what it takes.

If it can wait until morning, sod it!  Many things don't look half as bad in daylight.

Girly toolkit?  I bought my eldest girl a bright  pink hammer with little flowers painted on it.  a)  To stop her borrowing mine,  b)  In the hope her husband would be too embarrassed to 'borrow' it for his toolbox.

Gyppo
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: 510bhan on January 12, 2012, 06:43:36 PM
Gotta do what's got to be done as best you know how. ;)
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Spell Chick on January 12, 2012, 06:49:07 PM
When Dick was working, he traveled a LOT. I spent years at home alone with things breaking and after I took care of it, usually with tears involved, he would call and ask how my day had gone and I would cry and he would say, "I wish I had been home."

Then he started working out of the house and traveling less. He would be around when something broke. All he does when he's home is cuss and swear and stomp around, scaring the dog. I got it fixed easier when I wasn't so encumbered with helpfulness.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: heidi52 on January 12, 2012, 06:53:10 PM

The reason for the long winded post is to ask the rest of you what you do when a situation strikes and there is no one around to help?

What are your ways of dealing with lifes little catastrophes?

I have a very girly tool box but hey, its works for me.  :D :D

I have learned to tackle first, and ask for help only if I find I REALLY need it. It's good for you, gives you a feeling of empowerment and the self satisfaction that when you have to, you can do for yourself.

I have big boy tools.  ;) Once I moved to the farm I exchanged my shoe fetish collecting for tool collecting. Big burly men covet my cordless DeWalt driver and matching circular saw. They don't drool over me like that anymore. >:(
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Skip Slocum on January 12, 2012, 07:12:28 PM
If it needs adjustment-get a little hammer.
If it's broken-get a bigger hammer.

If you're mad and there is no way it's ever going to work again . . . get out the twelve pound double-jack.  ;D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: heidi52 on January 12, 2012, 07:30:37 PM
If it needs adjustment-get a little hammer.
If it's broken-get a bigger hammer.

If you're mad and there is no way it's ever going to work again . . . get out the twelve pound double-jack.  ;D

Don't know if that would be a good approach to defrosting the refrigerator, but hey- whatever works!  ;D ;D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Spell Chick on January 12, 2012, 09:15:06 PM
If it moves and shouldn't move - get duct tape.

If it doesn't move and should move - get WD-40.

----

Duct tape is like The Force, it holds the universe together and it has a dark side.

----

If it doesn't fit, force it. If it breaks, you needed a new one anyway.

----

I think those are all my handy helper hints.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Skip Slocum on January 12, 2012, 09:27:34 PM
 ;D That's like what my sergeant used to tell us.

If its on the ground -police it

If you can't pick it it up-paint it

If you can't paint it- blow it up.  ;D

EDIT: and of course that leads back to number one -pick it up.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 12, 2012, 10:24:12 PM
Ahh, the old, necessity is the Mother of invention comes in to play here too Gyp.  ;D

One year for Xmas, I asked for a cordless screwdriver and a screwdriver set, when I lived alone with my girls.

They are still in use to this day but the kitchen knife and meat mallet are always there if I need them  :D :D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: RJLester on January 13, 2012, 05:08:08 AM
I use to be pretty darn good at fixing anything!
Always ended up with spare bits?

These days, I'm not permitted to touch anything!
Just as well.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on January 13, 2012, 05:15:43 AM
Our frodge is in serious need of defristing, and I think my typing fingers need rewiring.

I'm running down the contents (well, eating them), and soon it will be nearly empty so I can turn it off and shove a large bowl of hot water in there to melt the accumulated ice.  The milk and few remaining items can go and sit in the sidecar outside.  It's cold enough.  A bit like the old zinc meat safe which used to hang through the floor of the caravan.

I've just had an inspired but dodgy idea for defrosting the fridge.  I have an old electric kettle with no lid.  I bet you can see where this is going.  Because there is no lid the shut off doesn't work and it can, if ignored for long enough, boil dry after reducing two pints or more of water into copious clouds of steam.

I also have an extension lead.  Plus good trip switches in the fuse box ;-)

I probably won't do this.  Too much scope for disaster.  But it's a thought.

Gyppo  
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: midnight candle on January 13, 2012, 05:16:55 AM
If it needs adjustment-get a little hammer.
If it's broken-get a bigger hammer.

If you're mad and there is no way it's ever going to work again . . . get out the twelve pound double-jack.  ;D

True. We call it the persuader.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on January 13, 2012, 05:26:49 AM
Dad told me they had a 56 lb sledgehammer in the engine room of one of his ships.  I was deeply impressed by the thought of someone being able to swing this monster over his head.  But it turns out it had two handles, in a vee shape, and it was used by two men in an underhand swinging action.  Rarely needed, but when you need to 'jar' a seized shaft loose from a overheated bearing in a massive ship's engine it was 'just the ticket'.

The biggest conventional hammer I've ever seen was a 28 lb sledge in a blacksmith's forge, and the old bugger could swing it over his head.  "But I gen'lly prefer the fourteen m'self, Lad.  Tis more controllable."  (I bet it was.)
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 13, 2012, 05:34:47 AM
 :D :D :D

I like the kettle idea Gyp, coulda used that last night

They are big hammers you are talking about, glad times have changed some.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: heidi52 on January 13, 2012, 07:33:58 AM
Is everything working good today FF?

Pat yourself on the back for tackling it!
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 13, 2012, 07:39:30 AM
It was all day Heidi but again I checked on my way to the bed chamber and its frozen. I put a towel in the fridge to collect the water and I will pull it out tomorrow and check the back hoses, if there is any that is.  :D :D

Other than that, I may have to borrow Gyp's kettle. >:D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on January 13, 2012, 07:44:48 AM
You may need to adjust the fridge.   If you've got it turned up to the max because you were expecting a hot summer it may be running colder than it needs to.  Which could explain why it 's been icing up.  Or it may just be that the outlet is bunged up at the back.  probably a nest of funnel web spiders in there, or something similar which can only happen in Australia.  If the pipe blocks up it will freeze inside.

But it may just be telling you it's had enough and wants to go for a rest at the scrapyard.

Gyppo
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 13, 2012, 07:49:10 AM
I did check the guage Gyp and it seemed ok.

I think it was blocked last time this happened and I physically removed something in there. This time I seen nothing, hence wanting to pull it out and check the back.

Can't complain about the fridge though, its about 20 years old now.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on January 13, 2012, 07:51:04 AM
You may need to poke around with a bit of wire.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 13, 2012, 07:54:19 AM
Yeah mate, Brett is off tomorrow so he can help me move it out a bit to look. Silly thing has no coasters to move it around.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: heidi52 on January 13, 2012, 08:45:13 AM
Can you get those glidey pad thingies in Oz to put under heavy furniture and such? They are teflon coated and everything slides easy with them.  I have them under my fridge, and I can dance it out by myself.

Why can't appliances last for ever? My mom bought 1 clothes washer and 1 refrigerator and they lasted her entire married life. Now 5 years down the road the things all break and the repairman says. "It's more than 5 years, that's OLD, may not be worth fixing."

It's all a scam...
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Skip Slocum on January 13, 2012, 10:06:58 AM
FF, if I'm reading this right and the outside parts of your fridg is freezing, it may be low on freon-gas because of a slow leak or maybe someone ice-picked into a coil, ect.

I'm not an AC man but overheard several telling the low-gas causes icing.  ???
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on January 13, 2012, 01:22:35 PM
FF, if I'm reading this right and the outside parts of your fridg is freezing, it may be low on freon-gas because of a slow leak or maybe someone ice-picked into a coil, ect.

That is one of the dangers of kitchen knife and steak mallet defrosting techniques ;-)  Which is  why I advocate the hot water method.  Even a pin prick hole will lose pressure.

On the appliance course we had an old fridge to work on which leaked like a sieve.  A sieve with many very fine holes.  We all took it in turns to use an electronic 'leak sniffer' (a fascinating but of kit) and, having found a leak we brazed in a new section of pipe and re-gassed the thing.  It all tested out okay but an hour or so later the pressure was down and the next person had a go at finding the leak.  Sometimes a student hadn't made a solid repair, but generally it was another undetected leak.

We all accused the tutor of deliberately sabotaging it, as the washing machine man did to create some of the faults he wanted us to learn about.  Tony, the refrigeration tutor, said he didn't need to, but said it was a tutor's dream to find so many natural faults in one machine.  After a few weeks we'd almost rebuilt the thing.  If it had been a customer's machine the 'man hours' expended would have resulted in a four figure bill.  I dread to think how much Freon escaped to weaken the ozone layer ;-(  
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Skip Slocum on January 13, 2012, 01:46:29 PM
Yeah-but  ;D Sir Gyp, isn't Freon heavier than air??
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on January 13, 2012, 01:48:08 PM
In that case it's still skulking around the classroom floor ;-)  Unless the cleaner brushed it out into the corridors.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Skip Slocum on January 13, 2012, 01:58:11 PM
I think the industry fed us all that spiel about the ozone so the masses wouldn't buck the more expensive change over to the new gases.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 13, 2012, 03:37:09 PM
Skip its a frost free fridge mate, I don't have to use my knives to help defrost. The section that it drains into doesn't have any pipes as such, its just the drain area. I only use the knife under the edge of the ice, once I defrost it enough, to lever it up so I can grab it.

The drain is only about three quarters of an inch wide so its hard to wiggle the ice out.

I may have to find a handy man course somewhere too Gyp, don't know if they have them here in Oz.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Alice, a Country Gal on January 13, 2012, 06:56:07 PM
FF, since you said it is frost free, please check underneath, find the right attachment for your vac. that will slide under there and see if cleaning all the dust bunnies as well as the dust they leave behind them from that area. Might as well remove and clean the catch pan while you're at it.

This may not be your problem but it cured one of mine a few years back.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 13, 2012, 07:30:03 PM
Thanks Alice, I will check that out as well mate.  ;)
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: cmb on January 14, 2012, 05:47:36 AM
I have learned to tackle first, and ask for help only if I find I REALLY need it. It's good for you, gives you a feeling of empowerment and the self satisfaction that when you have to, you can do for yourself.

I have big boy tools.  ;)

That's me, too! Well, usually, but... when the hubby is around I will pull my "Helpless Little Wifey" card. Not that it does me any good. He knows I can jolly well do most jobs myself.  :D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: heidi52 on January 14, 2012, 08:13:22 AM
I'm not above using my feminine wiles. Hubby always falls for entreaties to display his superior upper body strength. It's good for his ego.  ;D ;D ;D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: trev on January 14, 2012, 08:32:57 AM

I asked a chap in hospital, who was covered in bandages what happened? He said middle of the night there was a tapping noise at our front door, being all glass I would be able to see who was tapping without switching on the lights.

Crawling on all fours I approached the door along the corridor, just about to lift up the letter box flap, and our Alsatian dog licked my balls, I went through the glass door.  ::) 
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 14, 2012, 05:50:18 PM
 ;D ;D ;D ;D

Thank god I don't have either an alsatian or the other.  ::) ::)
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Alice, a Country Gal on January 14, 2012, 07:18:37 PM
Speaking of snakes and appliances . . .

Many, many years ago with my boys were young and after I conquered my fear of snakes, the non poisonous type, we had a boa constrictors from time to time.

This particular time, we had a young Rainbow Boa.

The boys and I were going to visit my family for just a few days so I asked my (now ex) husband to keep and eye on her, make sure she had clean water and that the top of her aquarium was secured.

"No problem," he said.

When we returned the aquarium was empty and the hubby was clueless as to how that came to be.

Later my portable dishwasher went on the fritz. Hubby took it out on the patio (for more work room) to check it out. After he had parts scattered all over the patio, he found the problem only now, it was only traces.

Her skeletal remains were wrapped around the inner working of the machine. She had obviously tried to find a water source.

Here's what she would have looked like had she been allowed to mature. Beautiful colors.

http://lllreptile.com/store/catalog/animals/boas-and-anacondas/

   
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: sjhunt2005 on January 14, 2012, 07:31:27 PM
My problem is I never have 'small' catastrophes, and I never have just one at a time. So, since I'm surrounded by self-ignited disasters, I let the sleeping pill take affect and deal with it in the morning, which comes way too soon, I might add.

I truly am accident prone, so I've become a professional fixer. If it's not flooding, or raining through my roof, sleep is my best bet.

And like my mother said "Honey, things always look better in the morning". What more of an excuse do I need? ;D ;D ;D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: trev on January 16, 2012, 07:45:35 AM

FF your priceless, and you never fail to give me a chuckle. that wasn't a true story by the way, as you have been a little slack with the comedy of late I wrote it  just for a giggle.

SNAKES. I was on exercise in Kenya many years ago. As the four of us climbed out of a dry river bed ducking under and between trees, our number one stopped, turned around pointing and quietly said look what we have just passed under.
What we thought was a tree branch we had ducked under, was a huge snake. 
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 16, 2012, 03:18:00 PM
You ever seen one of those suckers that, when they cross the road, their head is on one side and the tail on the other and they just keep slithering??

Up in the forests there are heaps of those, glad their bark is worse than their bite though.  :P :P
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Andrewf on January 16, 2012, 03:21:24 PM
Why is it so hard to find a decent plumber to fix a plughole??  ??? :-\
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 16, 2012, 03:56:09 PM
No idea mate. I make my daughters date tradesmen so I don't usually have to look far. >:D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Andrewf on January 16, 2012, 04:09:06 PM
Ahhh  so that's your secret.  :D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: trev on January 17, 2012, 04:20:16 AM

Slithering, what a lovely word, it conjours up all sorts of words beginning with SL, some nasty one too.

No I have never seen those things FF, there are a lot of unpleasant creepies in Australia I understand. But you also have some fabulous scenery not forgetting mineral deposits.

How you doing mate?
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 17, 2012, 05:03:37 AM
Great thanks Trev. :D

We do have scary junk but its without a doubt the most beautiful country in the world.

The more remote the area, the more amazing her beauty I think.

You should take a flight and come see for yourself mate.  ;)
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: trev on January 17, 2012, 05:07:17 AM

I may take you up on that offer one day mate.
Can we go out panning for gold? Or black opals.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 17, 2012, 05:10:18 AM
My uncle has an opal mine, filthy rich the old buggar. He past on and left it to his son, very unassuming family. They love visitors. Thats at Lightning Ridge, the home of the opal.

I would like to do the gold thing one day too mate.

Hey bring Ma along, she would love to see the Oz Outback. >:D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on January 17, 2012, 05:49:18 AM
I've always fancied fossicking for Opals since I read about it in a story in the  Boy's Own Paper when I was a kid.  Stories about gold, for some reason, never had the same appeal.

Gyppo
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 17, 2012, 05:56:08 AM
I had never been to the Ridge Gyp, never interested. My uncle had been there most of his adult life. I envisaged a desolate hole of a place with no real facilities and tumble weeds rolling down the main street.

It was surprise to see it was a lot more civilised than that but still very rustic. It had a nice feel, not like a gold field, of which I have seen a few.

Would be nice to have a dig around, he is always more than willing to let you do that. If you find it, you keep it.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Annmarie on January 17, 2012, 10:19:46 AM
An opal mine sounds so exotic.

I'm reading my oldest daughter A Little Princess for the 20th time, and I still love where Sara Crewe spins a tale about diamond mines in India.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 17, 2012, 03:39:12 PM
 :D :D :D

They don't look as exotic as they sound thats for sure. Just holes in the ground and a lot of dust Annmarie.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: trev on January 19, 2012, 08:10:42 AM

I used to make speciality jewellery for H Samuel's in Banbury, one day they had a customer who wanted to sell some opals and asked if I was interested.

When I met the seller I was surprised to see a brief case sectioned off full of opals. I introduced him to someone with a lot more cash than me. Many of them were beautiful black opals.

I would love to get there one day FF. in the meantime enjoy the sun
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 19, 2012, 08:12:38 AM
Thanks Trev, I will.

When you get here I think the size of the place will blow your mind.  ;)
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: trev on January 19, 2012, 08:31:33 AM

you are presuming I have a mind to blow.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 19, 2012, 08:32:20 AM
 :D :D :D

Been a bit of that going on here of late mate.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: trev on January 19, 2012, 08:38:22 AM

Am clossing down now and getting ready to go into the village. Shall be going to see a film later.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 19, 2012, 08:45:39 AM
What are you going to see mate, I haven't been to the movies since Avatar.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: RJLester on January 21, 2012, 04:16:20 AM
Are opals unlucky to own?
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 21, 2012, 04:23:25 AM
 :D :D :D

Legend has it mate but my uncle died at a very ripe old age and a rich old man, lived a fulfilling life doing what he loved. He seemed to have a lot of good luck on his side on the whole.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on January 21, 2012, 05:09:53 AM
I was always led to believe that the black opals were the unlucky ones.  These were of course the most rare and expensive.  Just as some famous diamonds are alleged to be cursed.  Adding a spice of danger probably just makes them all the more desirable to some people ;-) 
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: RJLester on January 21, 2012, 09:31:23 AM
Then why are those diamonds a girls best friend?
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Don on January 21, 2012, 09:45:23 AM
Quote
Then why are those diamonds a girls best friend?

Resale value.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on January 21, 2012, 01:37:52 PM
Then why are those diamonds a girls best friend?

Because De Beers know a thing or two about publicity, human nature, and manufactured 'scarcity' ;-)

http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/De_Beers

Gyppo
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 21, 2012, 05:28:24 PM
I have to say I must be a jewellers worst enemy. I wear no jewellery, zilch, nana.

My poor family never know what to get me as gifts.

I like real stuff, like knives and one daughter bought me a giftcard to the movies in the gold section. Now that will be a lot of fun.  :D :D

So are my knives. >:D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: trev on January 22, 2012, 08:17:29 AM

FF, went to see Sherlock Holmes, and thought it long winded complicating viewing. not recommended. That mine you mention, is the Minton mine?

Opals. Working with a lapper in Jersey, off the coast of France for those who don't know where it is and think I am in USA.

Ted Knowles taught lapidary and I worked in his shop making settings for his stones, he specialised in opals, of which he had thousands of rough gems  immersed in fluid in glass jars.

He said the bad luck associated with opals comes from the fact they are easily broken. If somebody buys a large opal of whatever colour and it shatters because of missuse, or from being introduced to extream hot and cold conditions, the buyer thinks it's bad luck having parted with £1000. and the stone had cracked.   

Metal expands and shrinks slightly with heat and cold, if there is a delicate opal set in the setting when this hapens it can crack the stone.
There endeth the lesson.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on January 22, 2012, 09:53:16 AM
Trev.

That useful little snippet has been filed in my memory.  I can't think of an immediate story where it would fit, but a writer often finds a use for odd bits of knowledge.

Gyppo 
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 22, 2012, 10:27:56 AM
Dad had a little vial of opals he picked up at the uncles when we were kids and there was always fluid in with them to show their colours.

I thought it was just something he did but now you have said that Trev, very interesting indeed.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Alice, a Country Gal on January 22, 2012, 02:35:44 PM
I think opals are beautiful. But once I was looking at/considering an opal ring and the sales clerk told me you had to take good care of them as they are delicate and breakable.

That did it, there is still too much tom-boy in me for anything delicate. I'll just stick to diamonds.  ;D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 22, 2012, 03:55:08 PM
 ;D ;D ;D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on January 22, 2012, 05:16:47 PM
Plus, if you ever consider a mid-life career change into burglary the diamond can be used on windows.as a glass cutter.  (That's just given me an idea...)
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 22, 2012, 05:24:02 PM
 :D :D :D

Glad this thread has been of help to you Gyp. :P
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on January 22, 2012, 06:15:32 PM
You lot should know me by now.  Soaking up information like a sponge.  A snapper-up of ill-considered or abandoned trifles.  One man's commonplace is another man's treasure, and who knows which item will trigger a line of thought.

Who needs a line of coke when there's thoughts around to be shaped into a line, ingested, enjoyed, and then shaped into something else.  And it doesn't destroy your septum ;-)
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Alice, a Country Gal on January 22, 2012, 06:37:38 PM
Plus, if you ever consider a mid-life career change into burglary the diamond can be used on windows.as a glass cutter.  (That's just given me an idea...)

Too late for a mid-life change, but it might help supplement my so-called social security.

I've never figured out where the "social" comes in, but I guarantee, there is not much "secure" about it.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 22, 2012, 06:41:48 PM
Oz is the same Alice, they look after the world before their own mate.  ???
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Alice, a Country Gal on January 22, 2012, 07:19:05 PM
Oz is the same Alice, they look after the world before their own mate.  ???

Don't get me wrong, I like the fact that we give help when needed. But we also have uncounted needy here. Not just people who worked all their lives and now have to depend on social security, but many others who need some kind of job training so that someday (hopefully) they can support themselves and their families.

I dare say it's the same in many places, through no fault of the citizens.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 22, 2012, 07:27:38 PM
I agree wholeheartedly mate.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: trev on January 23, 2012, 07:37:33 AM

The Welfare State was created to help those in need for a short time, not to throw money at anybody too idle to get out and work for a living.

Last Friday I made my daughter and future son-in-law very happy, by making a solitaire diamond ring for their engagement.

Back to opals, when the rocks were ready to be separated from the opal and the stone ready to be cut and polished they were left out of fluid for at least a week, and even then they were sponged and carefully dried before any cut started.  ???
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 23, 2012, 02:21:49 PM
They sound like a very time consuming stone Trev.

I should find out more from the cuz but rarely see him. Its a bit of a drive to his house.  :D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: trev on January 24, 2012, 04:49:05 AM

Yes it is, I only worked in the lapidary field with one person, whether other stone cutters do something different I'm not sure.  ???

When you mention your cousin being a bit of a drive away, you probably talk about many miles, when I say a bit of a drive away, it's usually around 2 hours
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 24, 2012, 06:07:05 AM
 :D :D

About two days over this way Trev. Its 9 hours solid travel so we would do it over two day for sure.

I love to go to Darwin, but thats 7 days for us. You can drive it faster than that but thats daylight till dark stuff. I like to smell the roses.  ;)

Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: trev on January 24, 2012, 06:16:14 AM
Fire Fly, if I was driving for that long, it would be more than roses you would be smelling.  :-*
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 24, 2012, 04:56:45 PM
 :D :D :D

I do enjoy the driving Trev, love seeing the little out of the way places I have to say.

We will go again this year and look for more red dirt, its the best sort.  ;D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: trev on January 25, 2012, 04:57:35 AM

You seem to enjoy the drive FF, not quite sure what is significant with red dirt? If I were you I would take a shovel and hope to find opal rock, the rock attached to the opal incidentally is called POTCH. I think that's how you spell it?

I am sure I couldn't drive for that length of time now. Some years ago I had to drive none stop. from south of France right the way around all the sea ports before getting to the last port still operating, due to one of Frances many workers strikes, this time taking place in the ports, driving over 1000 miles.

I have been to France five times, and every time workers were called out on strike. I have been the third car from the end, on the last ferry out. The last passengers on the last flight out twice, the second time our lugage got lost. I have vowed never to visit France again. Even though its a lovely country.


 
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 25, 2012, 08:34:57 PM
 :o :o :o

Blimey what a run Trev.

I do like the drive, the scenery, wildlife etc. We stop in obscure places and have a fish or a swim or just click photos. I love photography, not a brilliant one but I enjoy it.

The red dirt is just so red, it mesmerizes me.

Heres a photo I love (shut your eyes Ma  :o :o) It shows the stark colour of the dirt against one of our critters. (Ma hates our  critters)

Its a black headed python.

(http://img690.imageshack.us/img690/5747/day206.jpg)

Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Patron on January 26, 2012, 12:09:09 AM
Fire-Fly what a great post!

I am sorry I am responding very late, but I believe I have something valuable to contribute.

I am a bachelor, as one might perceive. I am going to pat myself on the back in saying that I am an accomplished chef. Thus being said, I am very adept in cleaning my kitchen and I also have an ability to make sure that anything I use in the house is replaced to its location and I live without clutter.

However, I definitely can identify with what you posted, and not by the sort of, handyman needed sort of way, but by the way that I simply cannot pick up several important cleaning items necessary in every home. This would include the following; a toilet brush, a broom and the worst, a mop. I know it sounds weird but I can't touch these items: Let me explain.

First of all, as a male, I can certify that I can pee in a given ceramic hole that will allow my pee, to hit the center of the standing water. However, as we males are, when sober of course, we have an appendage that does move and....well when we are not sober, the bowl seems to move also, but that's another story. We can manage to hit that center bowl of water. The problem that God has tasked us with is that we need to clean the resultant spray that develops from a comfortable and relaxing pee experience: As if flushing wasn't enough, now we must wipe the bowl?

Oh my God, are we serious?

Then the worst and most defile cleaning job in the world certainly resolves around the entire broom and mop experience. I got to tell you that from personal experience, this really sucks. I have granite floors in my house. Every time I walk in and out of my house dirt magically appears. The worst part about that is that you first must sweep the dirt in a very cleanly manner and than the second and quite possibly the most important part is that you need to mop.

.Oh my God! Who invented mopping? Wait a minute; forget who invented moping, but what idiot decided to use a mop that you have to use your bare hands to squeeze out the water after every rinse? This man, I think should be hunted down and hung by his hairy nairys. :)


Sincerely;


Patron
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 26, 2012, 02:03:21 AM
Ahh well you will appreciate the new mop invention mate, the steam mop.  ;)

No squeezing with this baby.  :D

http://www.binglee.com.au/catalog/product/view/id/7032/s/kenwood-appliances-sc2000-original-steam-mop-deluxe/category/6/?utm_source=google&utm_medium=cpc&utm_term=steam%20mop&utm_campaign=Australia+%28Search+Network+-+Traffic%29&utm_content=sIyWAKyWP|pcrid|18844599459
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Patron on January 26, 2012, 02:06:40 AM
I've got to get the new tech my dear, because I don't enjoy wringing.

Sincerely;


Patron
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 26, 2012, 02:07:38 AM
 ;D ;D

I'm with you on that one. I think I should get me a cleaner and not have to do any of it.  :D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Patron on January 26, 2012, 02:19:30 AM
I'm with you on that. A cleaner is the way, except here in my world the cleaners clean and offer to clean the pipes and more if you get my drift. Maybe a good thing, except it gets a bit expensive in the long run.
 ;D

Sincerely;


Patron
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 26, 2012, 03:20:30 AM
Great imagery Patron, thanks a lot.

Now to go try wash my eyeballs.  :o :o
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on January 26, 2012, 05:29:42 AM
What is this mop of which you speak?

Real men using a scrubbing brush, wielded by either some strapping great wench with arms like Mike Tyson who is quite capable of wearing through even a granite floor in a matter of weeks, or some shapely little dolly who wriggles her bum when she's scrubbing in an effort to stop you noticing she's just relocating the dirt rather than removing it.

The give-away sign is the water in the mop bucket.  If it's still clear when she's finished then she's probably one of those' other' cleaners Patron mentioned.  If it's thick enough to walk on she's 'a real treasure' even if she looks like a cross between George Foreman and a bulldozer.  Treat her to a cup of tea or a cigarette when she's finished, pay her wages (in cash) on time, and she'll be yours for life.  She's probably part of a select circle of equally formidable women who will cover for each other during illness and holidays.

All the above is bollocks, of course.  Real men don't mop.  They scrape.  They know that chasing small amounts of dirt is inefficient and most certainly not cost effective.  So they wait until the accumulation is thick enough to be scraped up.

A good steel floor scraper is an impressively simple and effective tool, and can be fitted with a long enough handle to suit even the tallest of men.  Having right angled edges - when new, they even go right into corners.  When they get a bit tired they can be revived with a few strokes of a file.  Which doesn't work anywhere near as well with a mop.  Or a cleaning lady.

They're a bit brutal for vinyl floor coverings, which are just an affectation anyway.  Not a patch on the fifty year old linoleum which still covers he floor of Mum's room.  Amazing stuff.  Centuries from now archeologists will look at it in wonder, just as they now look at Roman mosaic floors.  When you need to use 'gentle' cleaning products and techniques then you know you've been sold a pup.

Speaking of which, a dog is an excellent way of cleaning up scraps of dropped food ;-)  The trade off of course is the hairs, but in this house at least we live with hair anyway.  Long grey ones seem to love the carpet, but our 'take no prisoners' vacuum cleaner loves them so all is well.

Gyppo  
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 26, 2012, 05:59:02 AM
 :D :D :D

Boys will always be boys won't they.

My fridge clogged again so we pulled in the trolley, wheeled it out of its corner and used a compressed air machine to blow down the tubing. That didn't seem to have the right effect so we blew from the bottom up and bang, that cleared the sucker.

Also looked like one of Ma's cats had exploded in the fridge too but no more blockage. >:D

A quick clean out with vanilla spray, re loaded and back into its spot and working just fine. I ran a few litres of hot water down the tube as well as one lot of bleach, just to wash away the excess and kill any bugs.  :D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on January 26, 2012, 06:19:13 AM
Boys will always be boys won't they.

Of course ;-)  Just the toys get bigger ;-)

I'm glad the fridge responded to resuscitation.  Loved the description.

...and bang, that cleared the sucker.

I can just hear either you or Brett saying that, then opening the fridge door, seeing the 'expoded cat' and saying "WTF".
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 26, 2012, 06:56:36 AM
 :D :D :D

I had the door slightly ajar, for the pressure and all. Lucky I didn't get a nose full Gyp.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on January 26, 2012, 10:05:04 AM
High pressure air is a wonderful beast, unless it escapes and does things you aren't expecting.  I once saw a chap 'blow' a dent out of a  motorbike petrol tank (metal) with an airline.   He screwed the filler cap down tight and connected the air hose to the fuel tap. There was a bit of a metallic ping and the dent just pooped back out.  I'd been half expecting the filler cap to fly off and smash through the garage roof.

Half a second after the dent was out one of the welded seams between top and bottom let go and there was rust and shite from inside flying all over the place ;-)  But the filler cap held. 

Don't think I'd stay and watch if anyone offered to show methe same 'trick' again.

Gyppo
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Skip Slocum on January 26, 2012, 10:24:06 AM
 ;D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 26, 2012, 02:20:08 PM
 :o :o :o

It is a great tool but one to be respected highly thats for sure.  ;)
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: trev on January 28, 2012, 09:35:07 AM

I think a blow job like you mentioned FF deserves mentioning.  ;D  ;D  ;D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 28, 2012, 04:19:45 PM
 :o :o :o :o

Thanks Trev.  :D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: trev on January 31, 2012, 06:14:42 AM

I am trying very hard to clear out my garage, two trips to the tip, two to the charity shops, and one to the scrap yard has proved there is a floor larger than the 2-3 feet (1mtr) I am used to seeing.

How I manage to get so much work done in such a small area is can only be described as amazing, no! more like miraculous. and I still have enough stuff to fill a skip.

Fire Fly I only get quick spells on the computer, just seen the snake, he looks bloody evil.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 31, 2012, 03:04:37 PM
 :D :D

All snakes are evil Trev.

Wow mate, you must have some crap in that garage. Might have to get you into mine too, it may give you a run for your money.  ;D ;D

We started tearing the old bathroom out yesterday, that will continue today and I should be showering in a new space within a fornight.  :D :D

Well, thats the plan.  :P
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on January 31, 2012, 07:35:40 PM
Talking of crowded sheds, on of my postal customers had so much stuff crammed in his shed that he borrowed a jig-saw and cut another entrance at the back end so he could reach the long lost workbench and tools.

Two weeks after that he bit the bullet and bought a second similarly small shed which he erected next to the original before transferring just the bench and power supply.

His wife asked why he didn't just buy one much bigger shed.and get rid of the old one.

"What?  Move all that junk from the other one?  Are you mad, woman?"

That was several years ago.  He probably has three sheds by now.

You know something?  There's a lot to be said for a shed with a door at each end.

Gyppo
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on January 31, 2012, 11:01:48 PM
I have to agree whole heartedly with that sentiment Gyp, mine would be a lot easier if I could access it both ways.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Patron on January 31, 2012, 11:11:33 PM
OH lord, what did I start?  ;)

Gyppo, Oh.... Gyppo :D

Your right, the color of water in the bucket is a very clear sign of the true ancient art of cleaning, grasshopper.  ;D

Then again, one needs to learn and appreciate the actual wringing feature of the mop that this modern world has dispelled upon us. Having marble floors through the entire house requires a certain technique, which if you will permit, I am willing to give a bit of Bond shaken and not stirred experience.

First of all, we must not scrape as, I cannot possibly imagine the horrible thoughts that come to bear, when the need arises to scrape; that scares me. :D So that said, I would say that now Bond must, do a very thorough sweep, as from my personal experience, marble looks great when it's clean, except when it's dirty, which is almost every moment. [Why did I let that salesman talk me into to marble?] Anyway, after the....very thorough sweeping process takes place....., Oh wait a minute I was talking about cleaning the floors; oh yes, I remember now....Anyway ;D So sweeping...we got all that, sorry. Ok, now comes the horribly and most nauseating and thoroughly degrading process of moping; not just slathering it across the floors, mind you. Oh no, this requires a revolting experience that one could possibly imagine. Any guesses?
Wringing.............. Can I possibly highlight this anymore? Basically, it.....I hesitate to describe, but...we'll in the end I can only say it sucks! Not literally, but it is a horrible chore. Touching dirty water and forcefully wringing out that dirty water and then as modern technology has offered…dipping this back into now dirty water and then swilling around a bit and get this….wringing it again. Oh my God, are we serious?

Now the beauty of having a merry maid-pipe cleaner-two hours lost out of a tough day, cleaner person, come in and take care of the remaining mop business and things I failed to finish is worth it's wait in gold.

Final thought Gyppo. I’ve got some guns for arms as I press on the bench every day. That is what makes the pipe cleaner a great option for men and women alike; we all enjoy watching that great bod and getting the relief of a clean house. It does cost a bit, but…..it’s…..we’ll….it’s worth it!

All said, I guess if this friggin screenplay doesn’t sell, I guess I’ll have to resort to being a cleaner of sorts…… ;)

Sincerely;


Patron
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on February 01, 2012, 07:00:18 AM
I have to agree whole heartedly with that sentiment Gyp, mine would be a lot easier if I could access it both ways.

It would be dead easy to order a new shed with that option.  Ever more useful if you have a long narrow lean-to shed on the side of your house.  Keep all the glory-pile-come-in-handy-some-day-stuff at one end, and the working area at the other.

If you ever spill anything really noxious and stinky in there, or go away on holiday for a fortnight in the summer forgetting you have a dead pheasant 'hanging' in there yoiu could open both ends to get a decent airflow going.  (Yes, I know from experience.  When I came home, late at night, the smell reminded me before I even opened the door.  I took one sniff and dealt with it in the morning ;-(

Mop wringing pales into insignificance.

Patron: I do sympathise about getting 'hand's on' with a filthy gritty collect of rancid strings.  You need one of those industrial mop buckets with the built in wringer.  Not the housewife 'dished thing' where you twist it and hope for the best, but the serious beast where you shove the damp mop in, press down on a lever, and two rollers run down the length of the hanging mop and squeeze it dry.  You get a free workout too as long as you remember to alternate arms.

Gyppo
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: trev on February 02, 2012, 08:50:17 AM
SHEDS/GARAGE.
This morning I moved some stone cutting machinery out onto the driveway, which I had intended selling to a diamond cutter in Birmingham (UK) after cleaning it up I decided it was too good to get rid of, besides I really do want to learn the finner skills of precious stone cutting and polishing. its back in the garage.

So far I have a three draw filling cabinet, and a load of camping gear to donate to our local ATC in the car. Also a five foot wooden wall clock and five albums of first day stamps for the auction house.

We are looking at houses in the Oxford area, one stipulation I have made is, it must have at least a biggish shed.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Dibbledabble on February 02, 2012, 04:21:56 PM
people always say I have a different prespective to life than others. And as I read your little bit there it was, my sideways view.

I was thinking why would you go to the fridge for a water bottle at night. Is it really hot where you live? I had never heard of someone with a cold water bottle.

It wasnt until later did I realize it was for drinking, not a hot water bottle for slipping between the sheets to warm a cold bed.

I kind of like the idea a of a chilly water bottle Brrrrrrrr cold feet

Dibs
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on February 02, 2012, 05:12:03 PM
 :D :D

I have four or five bottles of water on the hop all the time. I know there is water in the tap but personally, it tastes like crud.

So to keep mine cold I rotate so they are cold till the last drop.

There is always at least a dozen unopened bottles in there. If I don't drink bottle water, I don't drink water at all.

Trev, have you any photos of some of the stones you have polished?
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on February 02, 2012, 06:54:42 PM
I kind of like the idea a of a chilly water bottle Brrrrrrrr cold feet

Dibs

Being something of a human radiator I sometimes do this when it gets too hot in the Summer.  A 2 litre plastic lemonade bottle, filled with water and chilled down but not frozen, stays cool for most of the night and tucked up against my back can be rather pleasant.  If the bottle feels too cold at the start of the night wrap it in a towel or something.  The feeling of cold still escapes into the bed without the freezing contact.

My youngest daughter bought herself one of these and swears by it.  Really missed it when she left it behind at her student 'digs' after graduation.

http://www.chillow.co.uk/2010/template/

Gyppo
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on February 02, 2012, 07:19:12 PM
They do look like a good idea Gyp.

I have a ceiling fan for the summer which does a good job, but an a/c is just too much
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on February 02, 2012, 07:28:05 PM
I see the chillow people do a pad for dogs as well.  I wonder if they would make a king-sized one for a Polar Bear?
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on February 02, 2012, 07:37:32 PM
 :D :D :D

I would say yes if the price was right.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on February 02, 2012, 07:48:45 PM
I'll put it on my 'when I have some silly money to spare' list ;-)
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: sjhunt2005 on February 03, 2012, 03:07:12 AM
Hi, Mr. Bones. I'm sorry I don't know what the topic Du juoir is, but could you pour me a scalding hot chocolate anyway (with a touch of Kahlua, if you don't mind, just pour it where others can't see it.) I'm already feeling quite frozen and scorched. But that's not for you to worry. Oh, heck, just go ahead and set me down a shot of Canadian Club too, I'll pay double today...I'm pretty sure of that....
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: trev on February 06, 2012, 06:50:07 AM
Bones have you got the kettle on? I could do with a strong cup of tea if you please.

FF I have about 20- 30 stones I started polishing mate, trouble is they are all flat at moment, I have to learn the skill of forming them into cabochon.

I suppose there is around 400 uncut stones in one of the boxes, only semi precious you understand, different types of Agate, Christal, Beryl, Amethyst.

When I achieve the art of shaping the stones I shall send one to you FF. Don't hold your breath though mate.   
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on February 06, 2012, 03:10:07 PM
 :D :D :D

Thanks Trev, I have faith in you.

It would be an amazing art to master I have to say. I don't know how much of that my uncle did or if his satisifaction was finding the stone.

I shall ask his son next time I see him I think.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Sam Cooper on February 06, 2012, 04:25:22 PM
Well coolest, Trev. I love carving myself. I do mostly wood, but love what life comes out of solid stone.

Hey, lil glo. I hope your weekend was calm.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on February 06, 2012, 04:29:12 PM
 :o :o :o

We went to Sydney on a Harbour Cruise and it was with the Wild Boys Afloat crew.

I will let your imagination fill in the blanks. >:D

I, being the lady I am, kept my eyes closed tight.  ::) ::)
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Sam Cooper on February 06, 2012, 04:33:44 PM
This is the one time then that I am glad you choose to Tell not Show. :)

But  I'm glad you had your eyes closed tight. Hoses and Firefighters... geez. :P
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on February 06, 2012, 04:35:22 PM
 ;D ;D ;D ;D

They had a firefighter with a big axe on stage too mate.  ::)
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Sam Cooper on February 06, 2012, 04:37:05 PM
And all this you got from behind closed eyes, eh?
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on February 06, 2012, 04:39:08 PM
Oh no mate, by feel. >:D

While I was away my two dogs killed a snake in our backyard.

It turned out to be harmless thank gawd, one of them could have been bitten.

Its in the freezer to go in the bin tonight.  ;D ;D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Sam Cooper on February 06, 2012, 04:42:06 PM
Geez. It's like the killing fields over there. I probably couldn't sleep the whole time if I was there. Maybe in the freezer. :)
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on February 06, 2012, 04:51:42 PM
Um, theres a snake in there mate. >:D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Sam Cooper on February 06, 2012, 06:00:59 PM
But that's a snow snake, and I'm canadian, so know how to handle those. :)
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on February 06, 2012, 06:57:49 PM
 :D :D :D

Silly me, thats a fair call.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: trev on February 07, 2012, 05:08:48 AM

Sam, I found the best wood for carving was LIME wood, you can get very fine definition across the grain such as fingernails on a soldier only three inches high. I cut up seven chess pieces before getting running out of wood, and patience. How did I learn wood carving? I made a tiepin for an Irishman who had inherited a castle in Ireland, he asked me to make him his family coat-of-arms as a tie pin. It turned out that he was a master wood carver producing huge pieces of carvings for churches, masonic lodges and individuals. He was so pleased with his gold tie pin he gave me a big chunk of lime wood the tools and taught me how to carve and shape wood.

FF I thought I was in Bones's bar last time we had contact, I waited all day for that cup of tea, silly me. This boat trip you were on! how much of the firemans chopper did you see with your eyes half closed?
You little minx. As for snakes in the freezer, I heard you can live on them (Dundee film) but life must be bloody hard for you girl, training the dogs to catch dinner.   
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on February 07, 2012, 05:21:53 AM
 :D :D :D

I was worried the dogs were bitten to be honest. But it ended up being a harmless snake and it didn't stand a chance with the dogs anyway.

The axe was not impressive if that is what you were wondering mate.  ::)
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: trev on February 07, 2012, 05:52:26 AM

What sort of dogs are they? besides snake killers.

The last house we lived in was next to a field with some donkey's, one day there was a commotion in the field, when we went to find out what was causing the racket, discovered our cat had caught a grass snake, and for whatever reason, was being chased by the snorting donkey's.

Not quite the same as poisonous critters FF.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on February 07, 2012, 07:02:40 AM
 :D :D :D

Thats just hilarious. Animals are amazing things aren't they.

My dog is an Amstaff (American Staffy) not a Pitt Bull, there is a difference.  ;)

My other dog, which is really my daughters, is part Amstaff. She was a rescue dog and has a lovely personality. :D
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Sam Cooper on February 07, 2012, 07:20:30 AM
I carve with any wood, prefer birds-eye or ripple maple but very expensive and hard to find. Certain stones friends send to me to make them something. They used to ask for a particular object but for me carving isn't like that. I only give what the piece allows me.

My last dog was a Chow. I still miss him.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on February 07, 2012, 07:34:18 AM
My last dog was a Chow. I still miss him.

When I was a little kid the people at the witch's house, (it had a tower on each corner with a pointed roof with black tiles which made them look like witches hats), had a chow.  That big blue tongue terrified me for some reason.

I used to take the long way around to school rather than walk past that dog.

As an adult they don't bother me more than any dog bothers an ex-Postie with various dig-bite scars, but back then my blood used to run cold when it trotted across the road and stood in my way, letting that long tongue loll out.  It was never overtly aggressive, just gut-level scary.

A while back I was introduced to another breed, can't recall the name, which is related to the Chow, but about half the size.  The owner took great delight in showing me how it's hair stood straight out and picked it up to show me that underneath all the hair the body was larger than that of a miniature poodle.  Weird little thing.

Gyppo
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Sam Cooper on February 07, 2012, 07:37:24 AM
Sounds like an Akia(I think)(nope can't be because of the poodle size, maybe a Bichon?)

I had a black chow as a pup(he was the shadow, he didn't have to hide in them) The other was a cinnamon. But were very family orientated. But yeah, that tongue is weird.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: Gyppo on February 07, 2012, 09:17:46 AM
Bichon sounds right.
Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on February 10, 2012, 01:16:21 AM
Found this today, thought it may amuse.  ::) ::)

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Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: trev on February 11, 2012, 10:33:27 AM

FF, (Amstaff) Half American and half Staffordshire. That's a new one on me mate, good job it wasn't from the Scilly Isles, it would have been a SILLYSTAFF, or China, a Chinstaff, Pakistan, a Pastaff, or New Zealand, Newzstaff. There must be dozens more but now I'm being silly.

I had a Border Collie that used to ride on a skate board with the kids, climb the steps of slides and slide down it, and dive off the bridge with the kids into a river, a real character. 

Title: Re: My Last Nights Disaster
Post by: fire-fly on February 11, 2012, 08:05:45 PM
You get very attached to them don't you Trev. I love our girls, real characters they are.