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Post by Mayfayre on Feb 5, 2009 14:19:01 GMT
Our place brandishes H&S when it suits them. Usually the more pointless bits, like not being allowed to use an adaptor plug, but having to use a trailing socket instead. Then not fixing it to the wall, so it trails right next to the sink! From HSE Website: The temperature in workrooms should normally be at least 16 degrees Celsius unless much of the work involves severe physical effort in which case the temperature should be at least 13 degrees Celsius.
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Post by maureen on Feb 6, 2009 6:43:22 GMT
The snobby DT moderator Nazis! I'll never be able to add another comment because they're back and they've always hated me (doesn't hurt to try though). Well I hates them too! Their little banner to remind you wreaks of snobbiness and "I'm better than you"ness. Grrrrrrrrr!
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Post by TheDaisy on Feb 7, 2009 7:24:35 GMT
TOH, for snoring all blummin' night.
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Post by emmap on Feb 7, 2009 20:24:03 GMT
my OH has been snoring all week! I'm shattered...on the verge of... *thinks rather evil thoughts involving pillows*
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Post by maureen on Feb 7, 2009 21:56:21 GMT
Does it help if either of them turn on their sides? Just curious. When mine sleeps on his back, his snoring is really loud too.
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Post by Liz on Feb 8, 2009 1:49:00 GMT
Ticket agents' fees... bought two tickets tonight... additional fees for 'delivery'... postage £3.50 a ticket (bad enough)... collect at box office £3.50 a ticket!... eh?? How does that work??
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Post by emmap on Feb 8, 2009 15:41:41 GMT
Does it help if either of them turn on their sides? Just curious. When mine sleeps on his back, his snoring is really loud too. No!!!! a sharp quick kick helps though ;D Can I put James Bond films in here please? TOH is insiting on watching Moonraker (AGAIN! )
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Post by Wyvern on Feb 9, 2009 19:15:56 GMT
A-E belongs in the bin! I've just had to face another tirade, this time on why he shouldn't have to do the washing up
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Post by TheDaisy on Feb 9, 2009 20:14:22 GMT
So he's allowed to make a mess by using the plates and things, but he won't wash 'em? I know what I'd do - I'd wash the stuff I'd used, and not the other bits. Soon mounts up, does dirty crocks ;D
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Post by Liz on Feb 9, 2009 20:18:20 GMT
Hubby's ok on washing up... it's just that he thinks dirty clothes jump into the laundry basket themselves... I wouldn't mind, but he leaves them on the floor only a foot or so from the basket!
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Post by ladyshaniique08 on Feb 9, 2009 20:19:19 GMT
So he's allowed to make a mess by using the plates and things, but he won't wash 'em? I know what I'd do - I'd wash the stuff I'd used, and not the other bits. Soon mounts up, does dirty crocks ;D I sometimes do that, Daisy, I wash mine up, left my dad's behind!
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Post by Wyvern on Feb 9, 2009 21:03:07 GMT
So he's allowed to make a mess by using the plates and things, but he won't wash 'em? I know what I'd do - I'd wash the stuff I'd used, and not the other bits. Soon mounts up, does dirty crocks ;D He has ways around that too He will swipe a plate I've already used rather than create washing up for himself. And he'll keep on using it and using it. It's disgusting!!!
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Post by maureen on Feb 10, 2009 10:36:25 GMT
Inconsiderate gits who play their music so loud in their houses or cars that you can hear the base through your own walls. I hope they all go deaf!
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Post by Deleted on Feb 12, 2009 16:38:42 GMT
Wisdom teeth, pain, hormones and everything! One of those moments
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Post by Rhapsody on Feb 12, 2009 17:02:34 GMT
Aw mate! Here borrow this cannon and BLAST the b***ards into the Sin Bin.
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Post by Wyvern on Feb 12, 2009 17:04:43 GMT
Every last bit of cutesy, twee, fluffy, 'romantic', heart-shaped, so-called-sexy styled, dinner-for-two, tacky, hayfever-inducing bit of Valentine's day b*ll*cks hat is cluttering up the shops and reminding me that nobody wants to bend me over the furniture these days Oh, and possibly hormones, too.
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Post by TheDaisy on Feb 12, 2009 17:15:14 GMT
A certain female whose name is MUD right now with me. Can I borrow that cannon, please?
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Post by maureen on Feb 12, 2009 18:26:43 GMT
From the sounds of it, the cannon is a great idea! *evil laugh*
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Post by Wyvern on Feb 12, 2009 18:29:42 GMT
Can we load the cannon with all the horrible crap I keep running into in the shops?
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Post by Liz on Feb 12, 2009 18:36:35 GMT
Every last bit of cutesy, twee, fluffy, 'romantic', heart-shaped, so-called-sexy styled, dinner-for-two, tacky, hayfever-inducing bit of Valentine's day b*ll*cks hat is cluttering up the shops and reminding me that nobody wants to bend me over the furniture these days Oh, and possibly hormones, too. ROFL! ;D Only time I bend over the furniture these days, is when I'm dusting!
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Post by Wyvern on Feb 12, 2009 18:43:18 GMT
In defence of the furniture, it would have to be damn strong to take it these days...
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Post by TheDaisy on Feb 12, 2009 18:50:47 GMT
I can't bend over anything, as it brings on my sciatica
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Post by Liz on Feb 12, 2009 18:52:35 GMT
Shall I put getting older in?
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Post by maureen on Feb 13, 2009 11:56:50 GMT
Bright sunlight reflecting off of wet roads. Makes me think of the last eye check up I had. *eyes start watering thinking of how horrible it was*
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Post by Liz on Feb 13, 2009 13:36:34 GMT
Friday the 13th!
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Post by Rhapsody on Feb 13, 2009 13:42:15 GMT
The total utter Bell End who accelerated at me as I was pulling out of the station car park yesterday so I had to pull back then stopped right in front of my nose and parked up on the double yellows. I pulled up next to him and he was tlavished with swearing of the foulest most descriptive kind, punctuated by horn honking. If my son and OH hadn't been in the car I'd have dragged him out of his Pr*ckmobile and stuck his head down the storm drain like slices of bread. Oh and can I put PMT in as well?
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Post by TheDaisy on Feb 13, 2009 13:58:26 GMT
The total utter Bell End who accelerated at me as I was pulling out of the station car park yesterday so I had to pull back then stopped right in front of my nose and parked up on the double yellows. I pulled up next to him and he was tlavished with swearing of the foulest most descriptive kind, punctuated by horn honking. If my son and OH hadn't been in the car I'd have dragged him out of his Pr*ckmobile and stuck his head down the storm drain like slices of bread. Oh and can I put PMT in as well? So descriptive! I love the bit about a head like slices of bread. And bell end - haven't heard that one for years! I know it wasn't the intention, but you made me chuckle so hard I almost popped a rib there, Rhap.
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Post by Wyvern on Feb 13, 2009 17:54:33 GMT
When I lived in Bristol, the most unfortunately named road I've ever come across was a short walk from my house. It was called Bellend Drive. Oh dear...
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Post by maureen on Feb 13, 2009 21:28:15 GMT
The total utter Bell End who accelerated at me as I was pulling out of the station car park yesterday so I had to pull back then stopped right in front of my nose and parked up on the double yellows. I pulled up next to him and he was tlavished with swearing of the foulest most descriptive kind, punctuated by horn honking. If my son and OH hadn't been in the car I'd have dragged him out of his Pr*ckmobile and stuck his head down the storm drain like slices of bread. Oh and can I put PMT in as well? I had an idiot (nicest thing I can think of to call it right now) like that behind me earlier when I was taking my son to karate class. The idiot had the nerve to tailgate me and then get mad at me because I put my brakes on. WELL, EXCUSE ME!!!!!!! I don't exactly feel like running into the back of the person in front of me since he had to turn and I needed to slow down. What a w*nker!
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Post by Mayfayre on Feb 14, 2009 11:49:48 GMT
Valentines Day. The post came and all I had was a letter from my mortgage company telling me the monthly payments were going down by 46p a month. I'll try not to spend it all at once! Even when I had a boyfriend, I had to stand outside a card shop at 5pm on Valentines Day and break down in tears before he gave in and bought me a card. He didn't see the need... Maybe I should have stuck with the romantic idiot I was seeing when I was 18!
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