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It's the farting and filthy habits of Lamb plus his total don't give a monkey's attitude, kept me laughing. I reckon getting the ex Dracula actor to play him was a good idea. A good read. The sequel is looking to be as good.

I have finished the first book and am well into the second at the moment. At some point I may cough up to watch it on the box.

And anti-glare nylon.

That's cos they explode when in direct sunlight.

My AutoCAD planet wrapped in a jpeg of a rusty bit of metal.

Betelguese waiting to go bang at the top there I think, if that's Orion's belt at the bottom.

To be fair they were probably a bit grumpy already when they got handed the cards.

I don't ride to work every day now like I used to, COVID coming at the same time as work bringing in remote working practices sorted that for me. Usually when I go in now, it's a bit of a treat. I only went in today to unpack our stuff, which was mostly pointless as stated above. My aim has been to only do site visits when the weather is nice and at an hour that fits in with me getting up in daylight and mostly that is how it is working out this last few years. The trick is not to promise a meeting date and time before I have checked out the weather report. There is talk of compulsory office attendance on a regular basis as the Mayor has noticed no fucker is there, which may bring back my partial retirement plans that I had pre Covid. I also heard a vague rumour about a dress code, but I'm not wearing a dress even if all the other people do on a Friday lunchtime around there.

On my way home I stopped to put my gloves on and wrap up properly for the motorway. I had pulled into a little dead end by the Ragged School Museum just as the rubbish barge went past on the canal. That's a little Oompah Loomper marine dustman balancing on top.

I had to go into the office today to unpack our crates. I was buggered if I was parking miles away again so I got the blokes working nearby to make a little barriered off bike park for me. Still a bit close to the great unwashed but the best I was going to get. Remember, work is proud that we are now based in a vibrant buzzing area, I saw people being vibrant and buzzing all over the pavement at one point on my way in. Kept the bloody warden from ticketing it anyway. Two crates were missing and still no key fobs available for us, that's my lot, I've made two trips to unpack now, fuck 'em they can do the rest themselves.

Some where I have a picture of me climbing up into the building on top of the rock still in my bike gear. When I was in Plymouth every weekend for a few years in the 90s, it was a short ferry ride to Cornwall on the bike.

I forgot to post this the other day as I was being ill but in a manly way. As I walked past one of my windows I saw a large group of people standing across the road. Must be school chucking out time I thought, living very close to one, twice a day is usually pretty busy, usually with parents in cars that are too big for them to perform basic driving manoeuvres. Then I noticed one of the people had a top hat on with a veil hanging at the back, then it occurred to me that the rest were dressed pretty smartly. THEN I thought I was seeing things, but no, my picture shows it was so.....Delboy has diversified! They popped a coffin in the back and off the van went with a black limo following.

Eire as well I heard, despite them still being in the EU. Not been shopping since Monday night when I got a bad case of the man-sniffle/shiver and shakes, so have stayed indoors. All the veg I saw on show there has probably been snatched by the hoarders now, to put with their 3 years supply of toilet roll. Although I did actually buy some tomatoes, my nose had started running on Monday afternoon at work, so I always buy tomatos and oranges to give myself a vitamin C boost.

If you can afford it, pound coins are thicker, there's easily a good 20 quid needed though.

I didn't know we had this forum till Pete's comment on the other thread? It didn't come up when I hit the new post button. Anyway, another thing you can try is to fit the spring before you fit the stand if that makes sense, give you a bit more leverage fighting the stand rather then an evil pointy ended spring.

Have you done the spring yet? If not get a load of 2p coins, wedge them in between all the coils until the spring is longer. Fit the spring then use long nosed pliers to remove the coins one at a time.

Excellent!

Forgot this picture. A result of not dusting or cleaning the work top I expect.

To be fair, it is a lovely building, but for me it's in the wrong location. All of my mob are required to bring a vehicle to work every day, one of the reasons I have to be careful speeding, I can get the sack if I lose my licence. We keep getting told that it is an ideal location because of the public transport links. There is no parking in the surrounding area, it is rammed, so if I go by car I have to park about 15 minutes away, then 10-15 minutes to get to a desk and log in, or leave and log out. A few trips out to site in a day and you've lost a few hours. If I use my bike I would not leave it out on the streets around there. When the hoardings are finally down I may find somewhere to put it where I consider it safe, but at the moment that is not an option. I do feel sorry for the people who have mobility issues or are in wheelchairs, they used to be allocated a space in the underground parking area and then take a lift to their desk. There are no such facilities here and even if dropped off by a cab, it's a long way from the nearest carriageway through the building to the work areas. My mate with one non working leg despite numerous operations who uses crutches will probably leave and find an alternative job.

New town hall induction this morning. At 8am I pulled into our contractor's main yard and parked my bike in the cycle racks. The security bloke was new so demanded to know why I was there (there is a motorcycle workshop next door, so lots of bikes go in there by mistake). I patiently explained who I was, he didn't seem to grasp it, but when a big hairy Irishman walked past and shouted 'Hello Ian...Begorah Potato' to me, he cheered up and asked me to sign in. I was all set to walk to Bow Road station and go a few stops to Whitechapel Station, but then I spotted someone who is building the new footway outside and he was heading there in 10 minutes, so I cadged a lift. I got to Whitechapel, helped the bloke who gave me a lift to carry a load of barriers down the road then walked into the temporary entrance of what looks like a building site from the outside. At 9:15 a load of us trooped into the Council Chamber and we got a brief talk about the building works, some of which we missed as the speakers were playing up. Then got told there is no parking, but 2 bays for disabled residents to use if prebooked in advance for an appointment. We were supposed to be given new ID cards/key fobs, but these hadn't arrived, so all doors are unlocked for the next week. I managed to leave without any sort of key stopping me, so the general public could do the same in reverse. As the general public there has a large percentage of drug addicts and prostitutes, this does not bode well. With a final word that the Elephant Man's part of the building has been kept we then spent 10 minutes waiting for lifts to take us up to the 4th floor. With paper print outs of desk allocation not having any north point or road names on, confusion reigned for a while. I managed to log my lap top in and there was a request for me to print a plan for my boss when he came in. I sent it then found the single printer that the floor has as we are saving the planet. It didn't work, so it was a wander down to the 3rd floor to try and find their one. That worked but the print was not the best, so it was all the way back up and try again. From now on, the lap top travels with me to the printer! We had been told we had to unpack our crates asap, but on arrival no storage had been allocated to us, so they said to wait a few days. We just stuck a label on the nearest cupboards, whilst Environmental Health ran about shouting, this is mine, this is mine, this and this is mine etc. We had a suicide at work last year, someone jumped from a high floor into a public area, so I was shocked to see desks next to a low wall above a long drop in this new building (see pics) Upon leaving to head home I only walked into the same bloke who had given me a lift, jammy or what?. Unfortunately, he got nabbed to drive a large forklift around the block a few times to move pallets of setts to the main workers before we finally set off back to the yard to collect my bike. The general area, described as vibrant. This is where the drug addicts stand all day. They had all left for dinner in a local charity when I took this. Waiting to be inducted with no lube The Council Chamber before it filled up. One of the old hospital stair wells spruced up. The long drop next to the third floor desks. Looking out some of the windows whilst searching for a working printer.

Got back a little while ago from Friday's Drag Bingo, Saturday's pub beach party and today's Excel bike show. The highlight of the show for me was some bloke crashing whilst entering the indoor parking shed. He almost dropped his huge adventure bike on top of the bloke directing the bikes to their parking spots, but he leapt out of the way just in time to save himself. I was a bit delicate when heading off to meet my mate on his new to him CCM this morning before heading to the show, but I livened up a little bit by mid day. Tomorrow I have to get up at the crack of dawn, ride to my contractor's yard to park my bike, then get the tube to our new town hall to be inducted. I hope they use lube and have warm hands.

Waterproofed by a coating of brylcreem.