Posts
All Comments
Pop Quiz...
Q - How to Double the value of your vehicle within 2 minutes?
A - Put £25.00 worth of Petrol in the tank.
Q - How to Triple the value of your vehicle within 2 minutes?
A - Easy, fill your tank.
This might not apply to people with normal cars, however - If you make me an offer, I will let you have my car for less than the price of a full tank of petrol.
A - Put £25.00 worth of Petrol in the tank.
Q - How to Triple the value of your vehicle within 2 minutes?
A - Easy, fill your tank.
This might not apply to people with normal cars, however - If you make me an offer, I will let you have my car for less than the price of a full tank of petrol.
Sorry Billy Ocean..
I bought some tickets, ages ago, to see Billy Ocean in Concert, sort of celebrating my wife's birthday - For the past 3 days I had Man Flu, so I couldn't really do much - Today is the concert day, so I was unable to go and see Mr. Ocean - my apologies to my Wife and to Mr. Ocean.
It's a sad, sad day...
You can read my final Gordon's Fault blog at the usual address http://blamegordon.blogspot.com/ it's sad when anything comes to an end, but this time there is a sense of hope and exhilaration, at the same time (depends on who wins the election) - I hope the country gets what it truly deserves. A good, caring Priminister, somebody not too different from Gordon Brown - Either way and regardless, Goodbye.
I love GOOGLE Street Map
I did not know much about Google Street Map until recently, apart from the media privacy and scare stories.
The other day, after visiting the "FARM OF HORROR", I wanted to know exactly where it was, so I asked Google and followed the map, my son told me to drag the little yellow man over the street and see what happens. Low and behold, a heavenly vision, my street, my house, and even my car, looking brighter and even more beautiful than in real life.. I absolutely loved it... Can't wait to visit the world from my arm chair. Thank you GOOGLE. http://local.google.co.uk/
The other day, after visiting the "FARM OF HORROR", I wanted to know exactly where it was, so I asked Google and followed the map, my son told me to drag the little yellow man over the street and see what happens. Low and behold, a heavenly vision, my street, my house, and even my car, looking brighter and even more beautiful than in real life.. I absolutely loved it... Can't wait to visit the world from my arm chair. Thank you GOOGLE. http://local.google.co.uk/
Now, that's what I call fear...
It's 8:45PM, I've just visited the Petrol Station for some Fuel and some Air for the tyres. I fill up, and pay... One of my windows was smashed last week with a bottle of milk, by a drunken bastard, so I have a black bin liner for a window.
As soon I got in the car, a man opens the passenger side door (he was in his mid to late twenties, wearing black tracksuit bottoms, a black hooded top and a pair of white trainers. He had two missing front teeth, remnants of a cut across his lip and right cheek (looks like a, healed, knife slash) , looked and sounded a bit doped up but very fidgety and somewhat nervous), well I think he was high on life or something else. He asked me if I was interested in a replacement window, very cheap.. I declined, because I've already had bought a replacement from the scrap yard, but I just didn't have the time to fit it (too busy blogging).. The man was very persistent, he said, you can have anything you need. His car was only 6 years old and it was written off in a crash, around 3 years ago, you can have the engine, wheels, rims, doors, brakes, clutch, whatever.
To be honest with you, my car is a 10 year old bag of shit. It sounds and drives like an old lawnmower, and because of the amount of driving I do and mileage, tyres seem to deflate prematurely and they need inflating once every day, even after replacing these with new tyres. According to the garage, its not their fault, its the rims, that need replacing, so the magic word was wheels and rims.
We haggled and agreed a price for a couple of wheels and rims.. He asked me to park by the side of the road, while he contacts his father "DOWN AT THE FARM". So I did.
I waited for 5 Minutes, while the man disappeared somewhere, probably to fetch his Stanly Knife. Suddenly, he opens the back passenger door and jumps in with a lit cigarette. I did not see him approaching the vehicle because I had black bin liners for windows. He said, can we drive this way, Turn left, then right, so I followed the instructions to the letter, around a mile down the road, he asked me to turn left, down a very inconspicuous road (I've been living round that area for over 20 years, I drive on that main road at lease 4 times daily, and I've never noticed this road or turning before, Its as if it just appeared out of nowhere. So I turned left, followed by right, followed by a sharp left, then we ended on in the middle of nowhere dirt road. (I lived to tell the tale - to be continued)...
As soon I got in the car, a man opens the passenger side door (he was in his mid to late twenties, wearing black tracksuit bottoms, a black hooded top and a pair of white trainers. He had two missing front teeth, remnants of a cut across his lip and right cheek (looks like a, healed, knife slash) , looked and sounded a bit doped up but very fidgety and somewhat nervous), well I think he was high on life or something else. He asked me if I was interested in a replacement window, very cheap.. I declined, because I've already had bought a replacement from the scrap yard, but I just didn't have the time to fit it (too busy blogging).. The man was very persistent, he said, you can have anything you need. His car was only 6 years old and it was written off in a crash, around 3 years ago, you can have the engine, wheels, rims, doors, brakes, clutch, whatever.
To be honest with you, my car is a 10 year old bag of shit. It sounds and drives like an old lawnmower, and because of the amount of driving I do and mileage, tyres seem to deflate prematurely and they need inflating once every day, even after replacing these with new tyres. According to the garage, its not their fault, its the rims, that need replacing, so the magic word was wheels and rims.
We haggled and agreed a price for a couple of wheels and rims.. He asked me to park by the side of the road, while he contacts his father "DOWN AT THE FARM". So I did.
I waited for 5 Minutes, while the man disappeared somewhere, probably to fetch his Stanly Knife. Suddenly, he opens the back passenger door and jumps in with a lit cigarette. I did not see him approaching the vehicle because I had black bin liners for windows. He said, can we drive this way, Turn left, then right, so I followed the instructions to the letter, around a mile down the road, he asked me to turn left, down a very inconspicuous road (I've been living round that area for over 20 years, I drive on that main road at lease 4 times daily, and I've never noticed this road or turning before, Its as if it just appeared out of nowhere. So I turned left, followed by right, followed by a sharp left, then we ended on in the middle of nowhere dirt road. (I lived to tell the tale - to be continued)...
Why, oh why, oh why, oh why...
The other day I was driving to Stockport, and both the Clutch and Gearbox, on my car, died. and the car can only drive in 2nd gear or reverse...
The good news though, I managed to drive back from Stockport to Bolton (a 25 mile journey), using the motorway, in under 3 hours, and nobody even noticed (it was so busy, speed did not matter).. I was the one in the slow Black Car with a bin liner for a windows - (The window was smashed last week by a drunken bastard)...
The good news though, I managed to drive back from Stockport to Bolton (a 25 mile journey), using the motorway, in under 3 hours, and nobody even noticed (it was so busy, speed did not matter).. I was the one in the slow Black Car with a bin liner for a windows - (The window was smashed last week by a drunken bastard)...
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)