Have you considered south-east? I have some old mates on the Costa…
My father used to call snow “white shit”.
I agree with him Fishy
I really wish the bag containing 50 plastic knives hadn’t split as I took it out of the high cupboard.
Bah! I once dropped a tin full of ball-bearings, which burst open on impact with the corner of a table…
Gather round and hear a tale from Old Sparrer’s Book of Nuclear Weapons Lore.
The Yellow Sun Mk I was a British nuclear warhead design. It existed primarily as a political tool so that the Americans would take the UK seriously as a nuclear power. (That didn’t work, possibly for the reasons I’m about to relate.) It consisted essentially of a hollow sphere of plutonium, with explosives packed round the outside.
Now there is an intrinsic problem with this design: while it’s usefully hard to make it go bang (needing very careful timing of the explosives), it’s very easy for accidental damage to cause a partial collapse of the sphere so that it gets hot, starts fires, leaks its radioactive contents all over the place, etc. So you need something inside the cavity to stop it collapsing if it’s damaged, but of course you need to be able to remove that before setting it off.
The similar American device of a few years earlier used a spool of springy wire, which could be pulled out though a small hole by an electric motor. Yellow Sun Mk I used a rubber bag of ball bearings. This meant:
- the safety device had to be removed before loading it onto an aircraft, because with the ball bearings in place it was too heavy for the aircraft to carry.
- so if an aircraft flew with a live weapon, it would have to be dropped before the aircraft landed, because of the risk of accidental damage from the shock of landing.
- if the plug came out and the bag had decayed (which happened quite fast, what with all the plutonium), there would be slightly radioactive ball bearings all over the place, and a very hazardous un-safetied nuclear warhead.
So, you know, it could have been worse.
I probably shouldn’t be laughing at this as much as I am.
I have been a Big Brave Girl and removed my steristrips.
Have I earned gin?
If we all got wot we had earned… but you may have gin wevver or not.
[pourity] [pourity] [pourity]
AttaTFM! I hope all is well underneath them.
So far so good, a lovely little straight line, the paramedic did a great job for me. It looks and feels very vulnerable though, and still hurts with the slightest pressure so I’ll be being careful for a while yet.
Gin definitely helps though, ta Sparrer.
Want!!!
I also wanted this until I realised it was an unconvincing reindeer rather than a mad sheep.I think it can be whatever you want it to be, Gus Dear.
Soo xx
I have a feeling that making wool felt animals, or indeed anything might be abit hard on the fingers/wrists, Dahlink.
I have had a bitovvan day here :
I am not well, & still have an urine infection, but other symptoms made me seek an Emergency Appointment with an Doctor.
I used the Online Triage system for the first time, rather than try to explain myself to the Guardian of the Gate. I am sure that it helped that I currently have a clear timeline of emergencies & symptoms.
Anyhoo, within 30 minutes the Surgery contacted me with an emergency appointment with a Dr at The Other Practice.
Bryan the Blessèd stepped in, & drove me to the appointment.
The Dr examined me carefully, listened to what I said, & ‘phoned the Orsepiddle.
I am to present myself at SDEC at the Orsepiddle at 10 am tomorrow for blood tests, & possibly a CT Scan to see what is going on, as it looks as though the cyst is filling up again.
This is, obviously, much better than me sitting in A&E all night explaining my innards to some poor harassed sod(s).
I have an appointment with my Consultant on December 15th, so any new information we can glean will determine the course of my treatment.
I am ok, & mightily relieved to be doing something towards my progress.
An Normous Medicinal would not go amiss… ![]()
Carinthia. xx
Bucket of Medicinal forra Chatelaine coming right up!
Gxx
And sympathy. And a hug.
more of both medicinals and hugs dear Chatelaine
I’m very relieved that you have had prompt attention when you asked for it. Fighting one’s own corner is often harder than fighting for others. Well done, Chatelaine!
Soo xx



