I must confess that all this sh1t talk about cheese leaves me cold, a nice chunk of Montgomery Cheddar and a pickled onion can't be bettered. All one needs to know about jolly good cheese is that if it is round its Babyel and if it's triangular it's Dairylea. QED.

My recollection of the cheese department in the Cherbourg hypermarket was that the ‘Fromage’ sign was superfluous. One did not need eyes to find it.
I gather that said emporium had been rebuilt in more modern form but I have no doubt that the cheese counter will still be obvious, and the wines department will still be extensive to say the least.
Ah those were the days, and to think I was being paid to ‘go shopping’.

Bit of Camembert on a cracker is nice, but the Brie takes a bit of beating as would the Stilton.

:big_tongue:I only eat the holes found in Swiss cheese, non fattening, light and no lingering after taste. Mind you it's hard to get in on a stick with a bit of pickled onion but us injuneers have our methods. I could tell you but then ES would have to kill you.

My welding mate and his wife gave me a Christmas voucher for Paxton and Whitfield but, like posh plumbers' do and rest of London blow-out my knee rather than Covid was to blame for me not cashing it in. I hope it is still valid for 2023 now that I am a kneew man. I intend hitting the capital big time (as our cousins across the water - further that is than you two - might say) in mid March.

My all-time favourite is a Danish one called Amassador or Esrom - haven't been able to get it for years. Probably just as well for my weight uncontrol.

I understand Liz Truss is something of a cheese expert, was taught by the master cheesemaker himself Wallace ably assisted by Grommit. Until I discovered Smirnoff I thought Stinking Bishop was some kind of pervert.

ES dabbled in a bit of cheese making himself, it wasn't a success, even the injun room mice were throwing themselves onto the traps Kamikaze fashion. :jester:

Engineers.
 

well, I guess this says it all....

If the guy with the T-Shirt got a gallon of Teepol and a bag of rags and started wiping down I would applaud him. I'll send him a pair of dungareens to keep his vest clean.

May i suggest the innards of a Polo. Swap the pickled onion for a bit of thyme, jobs a good `un.
As above, divvunt tell t`others.

Stewards just taken a large lump of Cheddar down the machine flat to be drilled out. Squeak will do the drilling and he will eat the swarf too.

I don't know about the holesomeness of perforated mousetrap but KFC has opened up a few hundred yards down the road from McDonalds last night. This afternoon the first one of their empties appeared on my drive. Empty of what, I hate to think. I wonder if this could be termed Chicken Litter?

Cant beat a bit of competition, keeps everyone on their toes. I recomend KFC Peri-Peri Chicken.
Your post reminds me of the two youngfellows in Primary School and one says,"I found a condom on our Drive this morning" and the other one replies, "What's a Drive?"
Buy yourself a couple of pairs of Marigolds.

Ooooooohhhhh harsh :shock: I never knew Marigold had a twin, surely one woman is enough for David :huh:

I live near a hotel with a night club and frequently get beer bottles dumped on my lawn. :really_mad: last time that happened I happened to be outside and using my very best H&W vernacular I enquired if he would like said bottle inserted in his arse.

There is a lot to be said in being an angry old bar steward :yawn:

wow, back on line again. Fibre optic cable repaired. Had to get Mr Varley up the after mast to fix it..off down No4 hold now to get 2 cases of vintage port and a box of Havanas for him.

Nothing to the repair Sir W but I found the boatswain's chair a triffle uncomfortable not to mention the blindfold and the sound of my own vertiginous screaming. We'll have to see how well the chief's O-ring spares work in the wideband environment ('band'/ring ho-ho?). The damn thing had no safety loops so I add a couple of those too.

Better hold the Havanas until I am signed off for the knee. You've no idea how puritanical and militant they all are once they have you clamped down and paralysed from the waist.

A drive: A small and usually short road owned by and used by one or more residential properties for service and access. When in the vicinity of fast food outlets often with access restricted to very small vehicles turning left as some arsehole has extended the centreline barrier IWO McDonalds so that my particular specimen cannot be legally approached from the other direction.

Manx Petroleum have advised that they can now only deliver when the road is closed (I might just last on one tank until Grand Prix but certainly not from Grand Prix until TT. I might see if applying for a road closure for an oil delivery will move minds - can that happen with the mindless?. Fortunately the refuse collectors are presently content to trundle the wrong side of a keep left sign to enter 'normally'.

(The scantlings of said barrier suggest there were probably more than one arsehole required, not to mention some form of planning and executive arsehole)

There are only two places where world class motor cycle racing is held on public roads, Isle of Man and Northern Ireland, both are on a downward trend and it is hard to see it being turned around. Everything is against it other than mild madness, I am a fan and hope it survives.

If it assists retired gentlefolk in getting a traffic free fill of oil then that's a big bonus and shows the human side of the Biking Community.

Well put young man and I agree with every word. Personally I wouldn't miss the North West each year although I can see ES's point about the future direction. Manx TT is also a "must see" however I must confess to preferring the Manx Rally...OK I'm a Philistine but I'm happy in my own skin.

"retired gentlefolk" who could ES mean? surely not David who doesn't have a gentle bone in his body since he fell off the top tree when wiring Sir William into the mains:balloon: Such a job should be left to the injuneers who are well practised in all forms of wire pulling :wink:

Thank you so much David. please accept these two casses of port and the box of Havanahs as a wee token of my gratitude.

Crawler.... get off your knees man, you own the feckin' ship :jester:

The first rule of crawling is never crawl to someone who has less money than yourself.

Never kick a behind, for tomorrow you may have to kiss it.

Very true YM

Affluent
 

I'll have you know that Mr Varley is a very affluent gentleman who owns half the IOM.
simply a gift of great gratitude. Not crawling at all.

I only own whats above the water line Chief. from the waterline down was signed over to your good self as a token of respect and gratitude, after your visit to Buck House.

Well I signed nottin.

All hands on this freighter seems to be men of means except me and me oul mucker 4-8-and a half. And we're happy not worrying about the ECB or the Baltic Dry Index.

Oh aye typical, I get the shitty end all covered in weeds and barnacles, and that is ES on a good day :big_tongue:

Och your not too bad sire, Her majesty had a good word for you but unfortunately it can't be used in mixed company :shock:

Varley only owns that part of the IoM with the banks on it, he's no mug you know but just try asking for a loan. You will hear language used that certainly isn't Manx. Just ask ES, impoverished soul that he is, and if you believe that you also believe in fairies. :hippy: he loaned Fred Olsen the cash to buy H&W !!!!

Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of Port. Hasn't quite the ring to it but along with a Vape Havana is good enough for most people.
Yo Ho Ho and a KFC Snack Box certainly tickles the ovaries of a goodly portion of the population.
Last time I saw H&W for sale the asking price was half a crown or two and sixpence or twa anna tanner in Aughafatten. We're sucking diesel today.

At last you've found something more palatable that black bothie bin juice but isn't the price a drawback? Do they have a Kentucky Fried McMuckburger house in Aughafatten?

Cancel the helicopter rescue, some unarseholes have come and done the sensible with the road furniture and reasonable legal access has been returned.

(I see the Aghafatten has a place nearby. Do they match his weight in Guinness every ten years?)

No thats the Preston Guild you're thinking off.

Aughafatten and the Braid Sheddings aren't exactly bristling with fast food joints as we regard them as the work of the devil. Followers of yer man in Rome and ones from the Irish Republic, always called freestaters, are also unwelcome as they are antichrists whatever that is. Drink, amber, black oder weiss ist verboten but we are a wee bit flexible on this one. Any more flexibility and we will be twinned with Las Vegas.

Aughafatten !! Heard its a terrible sinful place. Nightlife is centred around a phone box and a stamp machine that stays open till 22:00hrs. Ah well each to his own I say.
Time to get my bike from the mast house and have a pedal around the deck.

Keep your front lamp on as The Chief is having a piddle around the deck. Hamworthy Trident has let us down again.

Aughafatten has nothing on Buckna !!!! they even have street lights all they need now are the bulbs. :smoking:

"God (Varley) said let there be light in Buckna," and there was light.... you could see for feckin' miles :jester:

We in inner Buckna always buy British and our switchgear is the best, Sunderland Forge no less. Makes us proud.(note the "U")

Ewe
 

Oh "U". thought that was EWE. Some sort of native ritual is that?

I only had the misfortune of Sunderland Forge self igniting switchboards with the excellent ACBs of Whipp & Bourne. These only burned when set alight by the field of never-stay-tightened 'tulip' connections in which they tip-toed.

The one they provided for Pallion Huill 19 was, on owners insistence, provided without withdrawable starters and therefore without the many potential high resistance fault opportunities presented by both genders of their 'tulip' connectors. As a consequence it did not burn down.

Guinness tanks topped off. Stores are aboard a few cases of Poteen for good measure. Lets head off somewhere. any suggestions guys?

BB,

Anywhere warm with sandy beaches, scenic mountain walks, photographic landscapes, interesting bicycle tracks and inhabited by friendly and civilised people. Plus, of course, somewhere to stow (railway term) / lay up the GD whilst we are all ashore enjoying the sights err sites!

ES can mind the shop whilst we are ashore.

Geoff

PS: Let no-one be fooled by the latest 'Most Livable City' so far as the Melbourne entry is concerned.

Go ashore in Australia? You must be joking. Pox ridden Korean tarts, funnel web spiders, sufficient snakes to challenge St Patrick, box jellyfish, blue ringed little feckers and blood sucking koalas. And then the appalling locals, pockets bulging with opals and nuggets and breath smelling of cheap lager.
Les Patterson will feel at home.

ES, you left out that half the place is flooded, half is burnt down, most is governed by corruption and diphtheria is making a re-appearance. It's bloody winter down here too.

We are running out of electricity as well. Can we run a lead from the GD?

That's why I want to go somewhere else.

You need not worry as you will be minding the shop err ship whilst the rest of us cavort* wherever BB takes us.

*engage enthusiastically in sexual or disreputable pursuits.

Bit old for nocturnal gymnastics YM so I'll pass on that.

Due to circumstances beyond my control I find it increasingly difficult to keep pushing this thread along. Hence my lack of postings. Anyone want to buy the Golden Dreamer? I dont mind posting when I can but cant keep posting like I used to in the distant passed.