The grumpy thread

[tonedepear]

There was a rubbish music festival here

 

efa

 

/miserable bastard

[Luxobarges_Are_Us]

There was a rubbish music festival here

 

efa

 

/miserable bastard

 

haha I've travelled to places which would be envious of the cleanliness on display in Sheffield over the past few days!

 

As for the music itself, it varied from really dodgy to rather acceptable, but the ambience was really good anyway so it didn't matter that much.

[trigger]

My bloody wife has just backed into the neighbours fence post denting the rear 1/4 of the Golf and scraping the side. I'm not happy.

[Station]

i am incredibly knackered. There was a little music festival here, and I went out for 3 nights in a row...I didn't even drink that much, and I can't convince myself to get out of bed...only got up at noon, had a little something to eat and now I'm back in bed looking at the screen like a vegetable. I think I have to buy one of these anti-snoring machines in order to stop waking up tired.

 

I went to Ozzfest in 2000 on a Saturday morning. Prior to this, I stayed up til 6am on Thursday night and slept for 2 hours before going to work, and going to a party on Friday night, with about 1 hour of closing my eyes on a patio chair before being picked up at 7am on Saturday. We arrived in Milton Keyne's after I drank a load of coffee on the way down, and realised I didn't bring any further money so had to run five miles to the nearest cash point (back and forth), before being given a lift by a bloke in a Ferrari who said the nearest one was five miles the other way (who had overheard me asking in a petrol station). My mates saw me whisk past, which was kind've bizarre. I bought four cans of red bull and downed the lot, on the way back to the venue. A couple of hours later, I was lying on the floor contemplating asking my mates to phone for an ambulance as I felt I was dying. I somehow recovered and stayed awake for the rest of the day and actually drank beer, but we got lost halfway home (at about 2am), and I had to stay awake because the driver couldn't keep his eyes open. I remember constantly nodding off every second, with the thought of falling asleep and crashing into the central reservation. I must've looked like a was headbanging. I got home at 6am, and when I went to bed I couldn't sleep!

[Luxobarges_Are_Us]

i am incredibly knackered. There was a little music festival here, and I went out for 3 nights in a row...I didn't even drink that much, and I can't convince myself to get out of bed...only got up at noon, had a little something to eat and now I'm back in bed looking at the screen like a vegetable. I think I have to buy one of these anti-snoring machines in order to stop waking up tired.

 

I went to Ozzfest in 2000 on a Saturday morning. Prior to this, I stayed up til 6am on Thursday night and slept for 2 hours before going to work, and going to a party on Friday night, with about 1 hour of closing my eyes on a patio chair before being picked up at 7am on Saturday. We arrived in Milton Keyne's after I drank a load of coffee on the way down, and realised I didn't bring any further money so had to run five miles to the nearest cash point (back and forth), before being given a lift by a bloke in a Ferrari who said the nearest one was five miles the other way (who had overheard me asking in a petrol station). My mates saw me whisk past, which was kind've bizarre. I bought four cans of red bull and downed the lot, on the way back to the venue. A couple of hours later, I was lying on the floor contemplating asking my mates to phone for an ambulance as I felt I was dying. I somehow recovered and stayed awake for the rest of the day and actually drank beer, but we got lost halfway home (at about 2am), and I had to stay awake because the driver couldn't keep his eyes open. I remember constantly nodding off every second, with the thought of falling asleep and crashing into the central reservation. I must've looked like a was headbanging. I got home at 6am, and when I went to bed I couldn't sleep!

 

bloody hell...reading that made me even more tired.

[Station]

Yeah, was meant to say 'I went to a festival and came back tired' but got carried away.

[Cavcraft]

' I won't answer any 'how much for cash/what is the reserve/how much/do you want for it?' type questions. Please either bid as normal or if you wish to suggest a 'buy-it-now' price and it's agreeable I'll add one for you upon receipt of a small, non-refundable deposit. Failing that I'm quite happy to see the listing through to the end and accept whatever the final price'

 

' Hi, Do u have a Buy it now price?? cheers'

 

'I don't know anyone called 'u', have you got the wrong person?

 

 

'Have 'u' as the seller of the scooter got a Buy it now price???'

 

Roll the f*ck on

[Morgan84]

My bloody wife has just backed into the neighbours fence post denting the rear 1/4 of the Golf and scraping the side. I'm not happy.

 

You're lucky its just the fence,and not the neighbours themselves ! Tough old things them Golfs - takes a lot to kill one

[Tayne]

Every sixth car produced in Britain is a Nissan Quashquai.

[warren t claim]

Every sixth car produced in Britain is a Nissan Quashquai.

Have you been watching Dom Joly?

[Tayne]

Yes.

 

Liking that Morgan.

[Rover414]

Blazing heat in Liverpool today, get on the bus to go to the Airport and the clown behind me gets on and closes EVERY single window. You're now sitting in a Volvo Sweatbox, thank you

[maxpower]

Blazing heat in Liverpool today, get on the bus to go to the Airport and the clown behind me gets on and closes EVERY single window. You're now sitting in a Volvo Sweatbox, thank you

 

when that happens just give him a look like

 

and say quietly "open the windows or i will cut you"

 

i would open them

[Luxobarges_Are_Us]

In the end, the tiredness was a proxy for a nasty cold...I've spent the last 4 hours constantly sneezing, and even the hayfever pills don't seem to make much of a difference...

 

Blazing heat in Liverpool today, get on the bus to go to the Airport and the clown behind me gets on and closes EVERY single window. You're now sitting in a Volvo Sweatbox, thank you

 

What is the excuse for this country not having air-conditioned buses in 2011 when 99% of even the shittiest cars have it as standard?

[Father Ted]

I have MAN FLU.

Im on nights

I cant even get my head down at work because the bloody radio keeps going off every 20 minutes to make sure you are awake.

Roll on 7.15am when my relief gets here.

[M'coli]

Blazing heat in Liverpool today, get on the bus to go to the Airport and the clown behind me gets on and closes EVERY single window. You're now sitting in a Volvo Sweatbox, thank you

"I've just farted and there's more to come - open the windows."

[peter9000uk]

Took end of Laguna gearbox off Sunday. Got a handfull of bits of metal. Also a pin dropped into my hand that looks like it ought to go through a selector mechanism and shaft, shame I can;t see where it came from. Oh and 5th gear has hardly any teeth left and as I suspected the culprit for all this mess was a loose bolt on the end of the 5th gear shaft only prevented from coming out alltogether by the end cover. Bugger.

 

Anyone got a JR5-008 gearbox laying around?

 

I fear this maybe be getting sold as spares on the dreaded E-Bay.

 

Just got the engine management issues sorted and engine running like a top as well

[Conrad D. Conelrad]

Blazing heat in Liverpool today, get on the bus to go to the Airport and the clown behind me gets on and closes EVERY single window. You're now sitting in a Volvo Sweatbox, thank you

 

This is why I hate travelling on trains. Oh yes, the old slam door trains were cold, draughty and idiots fell out of them but at least they weren't miserably overheated hermetically sealed claustrophoboxes with windows only the conductor can open with a special key.

[Guest]

This is why market values are a load of bollocks.

 

 

The 480S I binned yesterday didn't even have 50K on the clock. Probably a useful car but no one wants them.

[theorganist]

This is why I hate travelling on trains. Oh yes, the old slam door trains were cold, draughty and idiots fell out of them but at least they weren't miserably overheated hermetically sealed claustrophoboxes with windows only the conductor can open with a special key.

 

+1

 

Was roasting on a packed Class 150 Sprinter this morning!

 

We are supposed to be getting new Bombardier class 172's soon (well last year) which will be air conditioned. Will miss the 150's though as they are quite comfortable when you can get a seat!!

[Station]

Just saw a bottle of wine on the news go for £75,000. And then some tool came on to justify the cost, and why it was better than another 2 year old equivalent bottle of pissy wine in some way.

Fuck off.

[ashmicro]

Wine is like art. Just because someone says it's a masterpiece, it suddenly becomes worth megabucks. A friend did a painting for me many years ago, and if you ask me it's far better than any of that shite you see going for millions. Likewise with wine. I went to a wedding once, where the bride's family could most politely be described as "chattering classes". Accordingly, everyone was wittering on about this (admittedly quite nice) wine which cost the price of a decent Autoshite car. Noses were looked down later in the evening when I, the groom and all his mates were necking Newcastle Brown from bottles.

[Luxobarges_Are_Us]

Wine is like art. Just because someone says it's a masterpiece, it suddenly becomes worth megabucks.

 

It's not like that. It's supply and demand, but the demand past a certain point has to do with oneupmanship as opposed to the product itself. A bottle of champers selling for 150 quid will be/smell/taste/feel massively better than the Tesco 'Finest' shit that goes for £25. However, you may need to be an oenologist to tell that the one that got auctioned for a bag of sand is any better than the £150 stuff, and it only reached that price because people want to have 'the best'.

 

Art, OTOH, is much more subjective and random.

[ashmicro]

and the demand comes from the chattering classes. Still, if I was in the art business I'd be laughing all the way to the bank. And I'd have to disagree that the £25 Tesco shampoo is shit. The £3 stuff from Bargain Booze, on the other hand practically has a RON Rating. Good shit when you're 14.

[Albert Ross]

Bargain Booze rules. I went to mine last night, the owner noticed I looked a bit down, and slid a bottle of cider into one of the bags. I noticed when I got back to the till. " A freebie mate, just to cheer you up!" Wrong thread, but relevant to subject.

[Albert Ross]

More of a Hendrix fan TBH. Oh, and bollocks. I ain't smiling...............

[Guest]

One step forward, 87,000 back.

 

1. Remember that 480 I weighed in? The one full of hate and twisted Dutch metal? Of course you do. To increase my groat level at the bridge Pete and me decided to hoy some scrap axles into the car. Except one of them wasn't scrap, it belonged to SCTSH_ANDY and he had someone wanting to buy it. Why the hell was it in a pile of scrap if it was important? So now I owe him £60 (which I can't afford but I have no choice) and apparently I stuck it there when I pushed the scrap 480 in there because old misery bollocks landlord was whinging about the number of cars in his yard (despite every other cunt having cars inside, outside and bursting out of the rafters). Excuse me for wanting to use my space, that I'm paying for, that would otherwise fill up with everyone else's shit.

 

2. Ungrateful friends. Remember that mate of mine? The one who was skint and yet somehow had £2k spare to buy a Mac because he had to have a computer 'that worked'? I went and took him a completely sorted [free] version of Adobe Premiere and all he's done since is complain his arse off about how crap it is and how it doesn't do this and doesn't do that and why won't it support AVCHD gibber gibber bollocks.

 

Go and get rinsed for a fucking Mac then, you shallow little cumstain. It was only my software, my time and my fuel that went and brought it to you. Fuck off out of my sight before I scratch your eyes out.

 

SHITHOUSE.

[pdg]

How hard is it to go the correct way down a one-way street?

 

Very, apparently...

 

Out on the pushbike this evening, had my 2 year old son in his seat on the back when a woman in a 106 came steaming round a blind corner the wrong way - I say 'steaming', she was probably doing about 15mph but that's not the point imho. I was impressed with myself for how politely I pointed out her error and was prepared to let it go at that when she retorted "I haven't been to this town before, it's not like I was speeding or anything" - cue vitriol. I go to many towns that I haven't been to before but I tend to accept the mild hints of green traffic lights in the shape of arrows, no right/left turn signs on poles, arrows painted on the road etc. etc. to guide my choice of direction. I even remember identifying such signage during my driving test 17 years ago.

 

So, pug 106 v 1952 Raleigh 'sports' with me on it - I won. If nothing else it was mildly entertaining watching her figure out how to go backwards round a corner. I must look surprisingly threatening in my silly crash hat because the last I saw she was heading back to the A303 to leave town.

[Lankytim]

One step forward, 87,000 back.

 

1. Remember that 480 I weighed in? The one full of hate and twisted Dutch metal? Of course you do. To increase my groat level at the bridge Pete and me decided to hoy some scrap axles into the car. Except one of them wasn't scrap, it belonged to SCTSH_ANDY and he had someone wanting to buy it. Why the hell was it in a pile of scrap if it was important? So now I owe him £60

 

Can't you go and get the axle back?

[Mr_Bo11ox]

Pay SCTSH_ANDY £1/week for 60 weeks like the littlewoods catalogue. (miss a week now and again). Sounds like this incident is at least partially his fault, the jock twat, I reckon he should take the hit.