In those days most Wiganners looked like Cheetah. It's got better since improved roads have brought 'fresh blood' into the area :)
Printable View
Yes it is. For part of the year they used to board over the pool and have ballroom dancing there. They did have a second, slightly smaller pool that stayed open all year. That Maindee pool looks great, shame they have to ruin these things in the name of 'progress' :(Quote:
Originally Posted by Mikeandvan;1337727[B[B
It closed about 20 years ago, don't know why peeps these days don't want to go swimming. I can;t imagine boarding over a pool these days and using it for other activities! I think sometimes we've got too much these days, and no community spirit left. Can you remember going to the cinema?
our new pool..
https://www.barrandwray.com/Media/Im...arner-pool.jpg
They don't like tall diving platforms and springboards these days, somebody might get hurt .
Diving or bombing off the canal bridge behind my local pub used to be popular on drunken summer nights. Not by me, I was always a bit wary of the dumped bicycle frames and supermarket trolleys hiding in the depths, not to mention the odd bobbing turd or dead rat.
old pool
https://imagizer.imageshack.com/v2/8...924/ZVsDPE.jpg
spent a lot of time in this pool.. big boards are gone tho i think..spring is still there in that pic
neolithic burial site in the hills here.. you get a great view of a chunk of central scotland from there. you can enter from a trap door but its pretty tight. if i got in(unlikely) i'd end up being a part of it.
https://www.westlothian.gov.uk/image...lls/jsonld.jpg
You were right to be wary - don't know what your canal was like, but the ones local to us (Leeds Liverpool canal and Lancaster canal) have an average depth of 3 to 4 feet. You'd prob be ok with Manchester Ship canal, which averages 28 to 30 feet. Nice bit of useless information there.
union canal near here is about 4/5 ft deep i think too.. the clyde one which the union goes into is slightly deeper at about 6ft.. a lot of folk fish them
I used to use the Liverpool University pool and looking it up I notice that it's been refurbished and they have got rid of the diving boards. Used to be a big concrete tower with three platforms, the top one was very high.
Also you could walk down a sloping corridor that ran parallel to the pool and at the end was a window level with the bottom of the deep end. Don't know if that is still there but it was quite fun so they've probably bricked it up.
Now Biden is saying they're gonna help Ukraine target Crimea, there's gonna be war soon between the US and Russia, and you know what that means.
https://archive.is/xNMl1
You know I've been dreading the day when we have to redecorate and get new carpets in the lounge and dining room, and all the upheaval that would entail, but now that time has come it's really not that bad... that's a lie, it's a bloody nightmare!
All of my hifi gear, records, CDs and associated audio crap have completely filled the spare bedroom (our only available space), while the a/v stuff is sharing our bedroom with us, with the big telly leaning on the wardrobe. I got the telly off the wall this morning, and inadvertently unplugged the heating's 'Hive' unit. Which now refuses to go bacl online... fortunately Mrs. P was able to get heating on manually.
And two days ago we left the house for a few hours while the painter sanded the lounge and dining room's window boards ready for painting, a process I'd assumed would involve some sandpaper sheets and elbow grease. Turns out he'd used an orbital sander with a torn dust bag. So I returned to find my speakers and hifi units looking like the aftermath of Pompeii's worst day. The painter was apologetic and offered to clean them with his rag, an offer I politely declined with a smile on my face even though I'd died a little bit inside :( Seeing the little radio he brought with him that looked like, well, a painter's radio should have set off warning bells :(
Through all this Mrs. P is still having packages delivered from Amazon etc., one of which I sent to a fellow forum member. Contained a selection of hoover parts instead of the record sleeves he was expecting :doh: So there's that as well...
I've been tempted to come out of my semi-retirement and go back to work to get away from all this, if only a while. But then I'd be leaving Anita to deal with all this on her own. And who knows what fresh hell I'd be coming home to? :doh:
Can't wait for next Tuesday to come, when the carpets have been fitted, and I can begin the unenviable task of putting all this stuff back together. And if it still works I'll show my arse in Woollies' shop window. Onwards and upwards eh?
thats why my house hasnt been decorated for a while:ner:
:D If it were up to me it would stay as it is, but Anita has been pecking my head about it for 2 years now. I'm hoping the pecking will stop next Tuesday... who am I kidding, there'll always be something else!
The complications I suppose are all my own doing though, it's the price of aspiring beyond a portable telly and a Dansette ;)
Last time I did living room was about 16yrs ago. Wife was bedbound so I could leave room a pit for a few months and do the job in my own time. Papering took an age as walls were knackered. So 2 coats of thick stuff, one a thick undersheet to level the surface a bit. Also fitted coving an such like. Then go the guys in to put a quality carpet and underlay after the fireplace was fitted. Took me 3 months
True - it's the distaff side that is more interested in home decor. However, if they are willing to pitch in, it can all be done relatively quickly, cheaply, and with minimal interruption.
When we decorated the lounge, everything was moved to one end and put under dust covers, whilst half the ceiling was painted (two coats). Then everything was moved to the other end to paint the second half of the ceiling. When it came to the walls, we just painted over the textured wallpaper with emulsion, but it did mean dismantling the shelving and storing all the books up the stairs.
Before we had new carpets fitted, I had an electrician round to install a separate ring main for the audio system, which allowed me to run balanced-line audio cables under the floor between the sources and preamps to the monobloc amplifiers and speakers. I dislike the look of cables trailing around the sides and skirting boards.
In all, we were without the audio system for only two days, whilst the floor was clear for the electrician and the carpet fitter; though at times the setup was nowhere near acoustically optimum.
The TV has always been in a separate room, as I didn't want to compete with the hi-fi - but my partner has other ideas in that quarter. I think we will have to come to some sort of compromise, even though I probably watch more TV than she does.
My family can't be let loose to decorate. It just makes more work for me putting it all right! :eek:
All the painting's done now, and the carpets go down on Monday. I won't have a problem re-installing the hifi gear, but the TV related stuff will be another matter. TV, blu ray player, Sky Q box, Sky broadband router, 'Hive' heating controller, a/v amp, 5 surround speakers plus sub, printer... I don't see all that going back together without a few tears and a lot of swearing.
bloody hell, sounds like a right nightmare. I take after my father, he wouldn't even get double glazing fitted because he didn't want 'All the upheaval.'
Makes me think back in the stone age, living in caves. Then some bloke is the first one to knock-up a log hut or whatever. I wonder what the initial take-up was on that idea?
The cave man sat around saying 'No, we're not moving to one of those log hut things, love. Nowt wrong with this cave. We've made ourselves comfortable here - and besides it took me bloody months to paint all those hunting scenes on the walls. You wanted them! I wasn't bothered.'
And the cave woman kicks his arse and says 'Get chopping down some trees you idle bastard.'
Had a rubbish night. Tossing and turning with waterworks discomfort (bloody prostatitis flaring up again :rolleyes:). Dozed off about 2am and woke again at 4.22, tossing and turning for anther hour or so before dozing off again and finally surfaced at 8am with a headache, bunged up sinuses and toothache. Bollocks!
my shopping has arrived..yay
This is the funniest thing I've seen in a long time:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BonqfP-WpGA&t=6s
I'm an even bigger cheapskate - I visit the butcher, baker, greengrocer and supermarket in person.
I remember as a child my mother had the Co-op make up an order and deliver. I don't know if she had to pay a fee for the service; it was in the '50s.
Just returned from a charity shop 'run' Came back with 10 CDs, and as I can't stand cracked or dirty jewel cases, had to replace two of them. Whilst I have plenty of new replacement cases, it is nearly always just the front that need replacing. Why can't one just buy the front halves?
Coincidentally I have recently been through my old CD collection (pre 2007 that went into storage when I moved that year) replacing all the broken cases with my wife's ones that had badly scratched CDs in (which were most of them as she only really used them in the car and left them out of the case in the glovebox or wherever). My collection had a lot of broken ones due to an accident when I had a few mates around one night, and my IKEA Benno (Benny?) CD towers weren't secured to the wall, so you can imagine what happened [emoji23]
It was quite interesting matching fronts and backs from different periods as you could see how they changed from the basic grey inner'd early ones to the better ones usually with transparent or shiny black innards.
Yes - the quality and durability of the tray 'claw', over which the CD fits, can vary quite a bit..
Off to IKEA shortly, to collect a dining table and chairs, so we can go back to eating like civilised folk again. This is our second trip there in the last seven days. I quickly lose the will to live in that place, but this time we've done the click'n'collect thing, so should be painless.
When we went there a couple of years ago, I set myself the task of counting the pregnant women (there were many) to relieve the boredom. Last week, not so many, but plenty of babies and toddlers. i suppose time marches on. Quite a few babies carried by dads in those front facing rucksacks. Must be a new age thing, made me feel like a right dinosaur - when my girls were little we either shoved them round in a pushchair, or preferably left them with grandparents.
babies are so lazy these days. wouldn't have happened :wheniwasaboy:
Yep, they don't know they're born, but they have too much to say for themselves. Not helped by the parents' lack of a sense of humour. I mean if we recited one of those old jokes, like "What's the difference between babies and sand? You can't unload sand with a pitchfork", or the "What's red and sits in a corner?" one, they wouldn't like it.