Re: Leisurely Scribbles (part 5)

Nice one Fruity, I see your a man after me own heart where the good woman is concerned, we always joke about wives and slag them off a bit but when it comes down to brass tacks we adore them and we'd be lost without their guidance, well I know I definitely would.

We all need some luck in our lives, so many things can go wrong in the minefield we call life. Here's wishing yis all more luck.

Yes I remember me mother spitting on a hankie and wiping the bramble scratches on me face after collecting blackberries Sweetie, then if you were going back out she'd call you "look at the state of your hair, come'er and I'll fix ya" She'd dip her hands under the tap and then into your hair before she combed it, 'council hair oil' she called the water.

I'm sitting out in the garden cabin typing this, the sun is out but it's still a bit nippy, lovely and warm in this cabin as it heats up quickly like a glasshouse.
The missus is inside with three of her sisters, most of her family live near by so they are in and out a lot, a coffee morning she calls it, coffee me arse, it looks more like red coffee in classes to me, bunch of wino's in there, I'll leave them to natter away, of course women don't drink only men do that, thinking of which it's time for a lunchtime pint and a few hands of dominoes, ain't retirement great.

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Gummy,I've been onto the shop...an Apple specialist shop,just this very day...now,bearing in mind they specialise in Apple and boast on various forms of communication [both net and physical] of their expertise,plus that the pox-ridden laptop in question is the pooch's swingers [supposedly] of these devices...they admitted they're flummoxed,puzzled,stumped and still remain after several days,totally without improvement or cure. Hmm;goodole Silicon Valley,eh? Farmed the actual construction and manufacturing out to the place of cheapest labour. I've told the 'specialists' to strip the HDD out and put in a new,unused one,of 2tb,then strip all the codec and o/s out and re-disc it. A thing I could have done myself,had I known it was totally bollo..er...that there was a codec fault in the parcel-loading activity,ffs! But,my point is,you're right [GAWD,how it hurts to have to say that to dear ol' gumbud,of all peeps!] In regard to luck,it's merely a machine,so sod it. As Fruitisimo referred to,luck comes in many guises. I've survived being shot,stabbed,blown up,skiing into the ONLY fkn tree on the mountain in Hammerfest [that twinged a tad,I can tell yerz] & a parachute not fully opening...so a poxy little machine designed by huge egos but built by tiny wage-packets,being faulty just doesn't enter the equation. LUCK,is tripping over the cat as you carry a hot cup of coffee to your desk,then as you're laying on the floor thinking various colourful things,spotting a £10 note under your amp-stack,that you didn't even know you'd lost. So-yay,karma...it knows what it's doing-it doesn't need US to understand it's workings...it just works.

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Oh dear Pugsy Bear
You are not having much luck with your puter.
I hope things don't come in threes.
We have an Apple Source man. He fixes in-house mostly.
Calm down and think of ...............................

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but that is the point I'm making - don't fix it replace it??

I knew I should have used sentences of one syllable or less in the beginning!

God wish old spittie was 'ere - 'eve give ya a solution in three words or less [not that you'd always understand it!]

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Where is Spitty?????
He would just post Dilly Dilly - We all know that.

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I say-it's that scrumpatious little Sweetikins,back to brighten the décor!

Gums,I don't g-a-f about the replacement factor,bro. After all,if they all come from the same batch,or were shipped on the same consignment,this fault could be widespread. So,replace the 'dicky' bits,then reload the os to EPOS standard,test it...and ol' Puggy'll be chuffed wivvit. After all,it's just a machine. I was saying just this very day to a concerned acquaintance that this kinda fing just emphasises the fragility of communications in this present day. We [most of us,anyway] all spent 10+ years in school learning and perfecting grammar,penmanship,calligraphy and various tenses,along with synomyms,proper nouns,punctuation and spelign...only to have 'autocorrect' and/or 'predictive text' transform written verbosity into the U.S. version. Typewriters were-and still are-a method of putting onto parchment the words you wish to communicate to ONE other person. As is writing a letter. ONE recipient. Whereas,today,texts,emails,tweets and even Skype or Facetime,are open to the world. It's a hackers paradise....and it stems NOT from convenience,but from laziness. Writing a letter [or,should one be of a mind,TYPING a letter] has become too much effort for the 'I wannit NOW!' generation.
Yours;Prof Pissdorph-Huffingly Smythe.

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True very true.
I suppose I am that impatient too, as it is catching Pugsy Bear.
I think my laptop fell off the back of a lorry, never had a problem so far.

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Gregory Pecks the lowest hour, I hated the film & he ruined his career playing "out of character"

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hm mm - Robert are you playing in or out of character here?

you could be ruining your retirement career??

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I see we'll have to do this the hard way - I need a couple of strong guys here - not RJ he's teetering - spittie has gawn AWOL so it will have to be the Irish man and the hayrackers from dorn seth!

I just need yuz two lads to hold young pugsy down whiles I give him a verbal ear wash:

pugsy old dear - listen carefully - taking out parts and replacing them invalidates the product - exchanging it for another new one doesn't - it's that feckin simple old bean

and this silly comment that if one doesn't work they all won't is just infantile

OK lads let 'im go and play wiv hiz apples that switch on and off and throw sunbeams in the air!

ps: wot woz that young Jem you arsk - wot abart iz ear - no I can't hear a fing!