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I don't expect to ever be able to retire. One of the benefits of owning a business- no one can force you to.

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Downside being that when you DO want to retire you can't until you find some mug a willing buyer...

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Been offered a job.

 

"Oi, twat, wrong thread" says AS.

 

But no. I'm grumpy because an old boss phoned me out of the blue and asked me to go work for him.

 

Unfortunately, current boss has put loads of stuff in place for me to basically upgrade my job without having to interview or anything, gone out of his way to keep me sweet.

 

Which, given he's a top bloke, leaves me feeling a bit guilty about jacking it in and swanning off, but the offer on the table is about £200 a month less commuting, a better car, same money, better benefits.

 

I'm not fishing for fake sympathy and I appreciate I'm very lucky, but this is giving me sleepless nights for the first time since I got divorced.

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I don't expect to ever be able to retire. One of the benefits of owning a business- no one can force you to.

No one can force you to retire anyway.

Unless they can prove you are no longer fit and able.

This causes us no end of problems as it takes 3 years plus to train a new guy and the oldies only need to give a months notice and we can't predict when that might happen.

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^^that.

 

Fire brigade speak  "brought under control" = "just ashes left"

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That Alessi is 1k too much!

 

Sadly.

 

 

Wait until the salts off te roads and get the parade going again.

 

 

When I get a house with a garage I can fettle it, but he's in a lock-up 6 miles away at the minute. Probably an engine out job. (Oil leak, probably sump)

 

 

 

 

If I see a green alessi, I will buy it!

 

 

 

It'll be expensive.

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Had my first experience of gout today, jesus !!!!!! Felt like my big toe had been skinned and applied with vinegar - God damn.....Never knew pain like that

 

16 hours in and its finally abating, Gout is a bad boy....shit the bed even a draught kicked me off cussing :-(

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It is Friday.  How is it Friday? Where did all the days go?  It seems like the last two weeks have blurred together into what feels like three very long days.  The problem is solely down to muscular issues with my back which is making both work and leisure difficult.  If I get too cold my whole back just seizes up on me and I can barely move.  Get too warm and I get into doing a job and then find I can't move because I've been hunched over my desk for too long without realising it.

 

Most annoying of all is that it isn't particularly painful.  Pain is a useful warning sign that something is wrong, a reminder to stay still or move about.  Without it I find it difficult to gauge how long I've been still or active and that exacerbates the issue.  I've been to the doctors with this before and the response was to just rest and be active as appropriate and take painkillers if required, nothing else can help apparently, it's just one of those things.

 

What bothers me is that it seems to be getting more frequent an occurrence as I get older and I get less warning of when I'm going to have a bad day with it.  One day I'll get up and be able to do things, the next it can take me up to two hours to be able to physically get out of bed and then next it'll be like nothing was ever wrong and I'm back to normal.  WTaF?  Drives me mad. Oh, and I end up not sleeping properly either, which is why I'm typing this at 2:30am when I should be trying to sleep but can't.

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 Oh, and I end up not sleeping properly either, which is why I'm typing this at 2:30am when I should be trying to sleep but can't.

 

Could it be that propping yourself up in bed with tablet or laptop, with the inevitable bent neck, could be part of the problem?

 

A lot of us are in the habit of doing that, and it ain't good.

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Interesting comments re the Panda 100hp. I've actually just bought one of these, picking it up at the weekend.

 

I've had my eye on them for quite a while and been looking "seriously" recently. I paid a little more than I wanted but got a 1 owner (plus supplying dealer) 32k mile car with sunroof.

 

I' very uncomfortable to be out of banger territority money-wise but if I don't like it it in 6 months time I'll sell it privately and get another Focus, prob a mk2 next time.

 

I've got the same engine in my Mk2b Punto with non spine removing suspension, which I'll be selling soon if anyone is interested.

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My grump is the Daily Mail. Their idea of an article is to just get some basic facts but then repeat them over and over in slightly different ways

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Was back at the doctors this morning as my skin issues that I had last year have come back with a vengance. That's not too bad, but they have me new pills, I necked them and went to work, and now I feel really tired and am wondering if I should be driving etc on them...

 

Waiting for Amy to return home and read the paperwork! Otherwise it'll be a quick drive home with 5 espresso's sat on the passenger seat...

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Fuck, I drive past that classic wedding car place when I go to see my dad, what a shame.

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Today, I received an envelope with my name and address on it.
It contained a letter, asking the big question "ARE YOU BORN BEFORE 1965?"
So some big think tank has obviously realised, that I now belong to the fastest growing demography of The Elderly and thus am fair game to being fleeced with "age related" offerings.
 
According to them, I can now take out expensive travel insurance, presumably for my coach party to the Corby Glen Sheep Fair,
join "ageUK, the new force combining Age Concern and Help the Aged" (sic) and win free petrol for a year worth £2,000 (I only spend about half that with all cars combined),

if I submit my mobile phone number, which they apparently assume I am senile enough to do.

 

Furthermore, they provide the TELEPHONE NUMBERS(!) of Britain's ten most expensive car insurers, so I can CALL them and ask for quotes to insure my brown Rover automatic,

and write down the quoted amounts in fields provided, with a pencil, thus enabling me to compare them afterwards.

 

For the record: It was MY GENERATION who invented the internet for you juvenile patronising little shits! But contrary to you, we still KNOW what to do when there is no WiFi around!

The LAST GENERATION that is able to tell shit from shite, wasn't dumbed down and infiltrated in the concentration camps the education system was made into,

and that still questions the source of the propaganda that tries to make us all consume/obey/conform.
We are also the last ones questioning this total police and surveillance state in general, and don't have to surround us with shiny shit from China designed to spy on us.

 

Furthermore, I can also get 1.8% off finally getting running water and an indoor toilet installed, or a fucking conservatory, where I can sit on a sofa wearing my beige cardigan,
while watching The Great British Brainwashing© on the telly and wait, until the wood worms eat me. What's next, a £3.00 off voucher for a pair of Dr Scholl sandals?

 

What they don't tell me, however, is what I shall live of when I'm reaching retirement age, what with ever lower pension payments because this whole shithouse is now firmly

in the hands of the biggest and most ruthless organised fascist crime syndicate in human history. Shall I begin my criminal career at 65, or better found a terrorist group?

Or should I hand in my driving licence and agree to be made into Soylent Green at this stage in my life?

 

Oh, and believe it or not, I'm still able to cross a street without any assistance, fuck you very much!

And I mean the last bit literally, it's them y00fs' preference of thumbing around on useless tosh in lieu of copulating, that makes me a member of the fastest growing demography,

and nowt else. We oldtimers know how to drink, smoke, party and shag.

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Junkman, if you like, I can also get you details on stair-lifts, those walk-in baths, funeral plans (worth it for the free pen), chairs that help you to get up and a big magnifying glass for all the small print.

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So, my morning.

 

- Get up early because I have a load of work on and want to get there before anyone else so I can do something without being interrupted with inane questions every 30 seconds.

 

- Get on the train. Which doesn't move for half an hour. And is then cancelled 'due to adverse weather conditions'. For the third time this week.

 

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- Grumble about it barely being 'weather', let alone 'adverse weather'.

 

- Get in car to see if I can get to another station. Notice that despite being stuck in full rush hour traffic, it's running cold. Yay, thermostat.

 

- Whilst thinking about this, clip the kerb like a massive nobber. Get out of car, notice gaping hole in tyre.

 

- Think 'at least I remembered to put the torque wrench back in the boot on Monday, given that I don't have a wheelbrace...'

 

- Realise I've failed to take into account that without a wheelbrace and its pointy end I can't drop the spare wheel cradle (because, French).

 

- Try assorted spanners, sockets and pliers. Swear profusely, phone AA.

 

- Get to work at 1pm and field inane questions for the next three hours.

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My father in law (now dead) used to get bombarded with this ( edit... That ^^ ) kind of age related marketing shit. He had signed up (and paid) for all sorts of services/junk that he didn't need. As he was still living in his own home, despite being confused and with early signs of dementia, nothing we could do about it. These vultures managed to relieve him of around £5K before we found out!

We found a (paid) invoice for cavity wall insulation (£1500) that it turned out was never done.

Could go on....

Targeting the vulnerable and elderly is wrong.

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I will probably get flamed for this and accused of all sorts but, I am beginning to think the country is overrun with morons!

 

I bought some paint from a specialist oop North early last week. Only a small amount as it's a bit of an experiment (see if an old paint code for Brewster green is the same as the new paint code for Brewster green but in a different type of paint - it's been mooted that  when they went from acrylic to 2K they changed the code but the colour is the same) and was told to expect delivery early this week.

 

Well, it's Friday and still no paint has arrived. So I rang them and was told they hadn't sent it as they had lost my postcode. Fair enough, but they had my phone number, had/have my e-mail address as we conversed vial e-mail for a while, and all the rest of my address. So why, as they said they had been waiting for me to ring, did they not look up my postcode, or ring/e-mail me to ask for it?

 

The guy I spoke to sounded like speaking and breathing at the same time was taxing him to the limit! The guy I spoke to last week has been on holiday ever since....

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You'd better start selling more vauxhalls then to get the money up

  

Kind of in that situation myself now. Retired electrician. Although the plan isn't exactly, err, going as planned! Great to have loads of time to work on cars/house/garden etc, but weather and motivation causes problems. No work routine etc. Plus massive lack of money of course.

Am seriously thinking of getting some part time work of some kind. Amazingly I miss going to work in a way!

Bus drivers seem to be needed around here, but that may be for a good reason.

  

Not looking forward to retiring completely, the idea of sitting round the house all day fills me with dread. I do reckon though that the skinter I am, the more I'll push myself into doing something.

  

I dread thinking about retirement. I have a workplace pension now, had it about 2 years. No idea what's in it though.

 

I'm only 29 though, it wouldn't surprise me if the gubbermint decides I won't be allowed to retire... And Dysons will probably be so complicated and non user servicable that that avenue of beer money will be long gone by then

I've kicked off the process of taking my pension today at age 55, as I officially cannot be fucking arsed any more. I've worked for 37 years and if I have to go to another meeting and listen to some thundercunt say " going forward" I will be in jail for my 56th birthday.

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Oh, and I have decided that I want a mk1 MX5 auto. I missed one in Bideford because I was too dithery and now there's another I want... it's in bloody Merseyside!

 

Mk1 autos seem to be in short supply and getting pricey, yet when I had mine, it was utterly perfect in every way (apart from me, wife and two dogs not all fitting in it) and I couldn't give the fucking thing away! Took weeks to sell and I only got a grand for it, if it had been a manual, it would have been a steal at 3K!

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Miseryside isn't far from here. Can collect for you and pick you up from station if it helps.

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Miseryside isn't far from here. Can collect for you and pick you up from station if it helps.

Hmmmmm. Now that would be cool. Can you pay for it as well? If so, I'll just bid away madly :)

 

I am the current high bidder but a bit dubious cos of short MOT (next month).

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Another shitty football derived saying muttered by cockwomble football managers has spread.

 

 

"Early doors"

 

I keeping hearing this shit saying lately

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Am trying to watch a program on BBC 2 about the Humber river but the voice over is by some dick that's making it sound like a children's program

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Hmmmmm. Now that would be cool. Can you pay for it as well? If so, I'll just bid away madly :)

 

I am the current high bidder but a bit dubious cos of short MOT (next month).

Is it less than £15? :(

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Could it be that propping yourself up in bed with tablet or laptop, with the inevitable bent neck, could be part of the problem?

 

A lot of us are in the habit of doing that, and it ain't good.

 

I only have a PC and I don't take it to bed with me.  I go to bed, I go to sleep, sometimes I read a book.  The most annoying part of it is that I'm careful with my back, how I lift, how I sit, how often I rest and exercise.  Perhaps that's the only reason I've avoided worse given hereditary issues.  Today I managed to hobble to the end of the drive and back and that was me done.  I do not like being sat idle.

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