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At the weekend, my brother and I moved boxes and boxes of books from my Mum's house to my house - this is stuff that just got left there back in the mists of time when I moved out and has just been sitting there in the spare room ever since. It's got everything in it - the copy of 'Jurassic Park' I bought when the movie came out in '93 and the copy of 'The Hobbit' I bought when I was about 11. I don't have room for it all so am slowly going through what to keep and what to donate to a charity shop, and this is where the problem started last night.

I'd forgotten that in the late 90s I was given a big box of mixed history books - when they were handed to me, what was visible was interesting stuff - el Alamein and the history of the Wellington bomber. It wasn't until I got them home that I realised at the bottom of the box was a mountain of very specifically Nazi and Hitler based history books. I shoved them back in the box and forgot about them.

So now, in my house nearly twenty-five years later I have an awful lot more Third Reich books than I'm comfortable in having, and I also don't know if charity shops will take them.

Suddenly have visions of being killed in a car accident and then when my sister-in-law comes over to help empty the house out she's going to discover them and think I'm a closet Nazi.
 
At the weekend, my brother and I moved boxes and boxes of books from my Mum's house to my house - this is stuff that just got left there back in the mists of time when I moved out and has just been sitting there in the spare room ever since. It's got everything in it - the copy of 'Jurassic Park' I bought when the movie came out in '93 and the copy of 'The Hobbit' I bought when I was about 11. I don't have room for it all so am slowly going through what to keep and what to donate to a charity shop, and this is where the problem started last night.

I'd forgotten that in the late 90s I was given a big box of mixed history books - when they were handed to me, what was visible was interesting stuff - el Alamein and the history of the Wellington bomber. It wasn't until I got them home that I realised at the bottom of the box was a mountain of very specifically Nazi and Hitler based history books. I shoved them back in the box and forgot about them.

So now, in my house nearly twenty-five years later I have an awful lot more Third Reich books than I'm comfortable in having, and I also don't know if charity shops will take them.

Suddenly have visions of being killed in a car accident and then when my sister-in-law comes over to help empty the house out she's going to discover them and think I'm a closet Nazi.
You just have an appreciation for under valued artists thats all. I mean the guy did paint Europe red

@Jake... never ever listen to your car dealers mechanics. Dealerships dont make much money from car sales, they make up for it in after sales service. My hilux only saw the dealer once after I got it. The maintenace I either do it myself or have a local shop do it. I dont know about you, but over here for preventive maintenance, I have a Shell gas station do it. Most gas station (petrol for some of you) have garages and since its Shell is well trained and if you actually watch them do the PM, they would even take you around your car and show what they check and what needs to be replaced now and whats down the line.

I bought my oil filters/ air con filters online so its OEM, and then go for amsoil. Doing it yourself is therapy.

Or you can save the 300Euros buy me a ticket and ill do it for you, will mow your lawn, clean your gutters, impregnate your towns women and repaint your shed for free.
 
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Right on Jimbo. Basically the car dealership was taking me for a mug. Jake doesn’t appreciate this kind of shyte. They can go find another gullible fool.

As for impregnating my town ladies, I can arrange something. I posted a photo of me in a bar nearby hanging out with a friend. We do have some good bars and pubs to enjoy a cold one in spring and summer.

The plane ticket is on you, however. I’m trying to arrange you free hookups so don’t expect more from me. I agree to paying you a beer or two. Deal?
 
At the weekend, my brother and I moved boxes and boxes of books from my Mum's house to my house - this is stuff that just got left there back in the mists of time when I moved out and has just been sitting there in the spare room ever since. It's got everything in it - the copy of 'Jurassic Park' I bought when the movie came out in '93 and the copy of 'The Hobbit' I bought when I was about 11. I don't have room for it all so am slowly going through what to keep and what to donate to a charity shop, and this is where the problem started last night.

I'd forgotten that in the late 90s I was given a big box of mixed history books - when they were handed to me, what was visible was interesting stuff - el Alamein and the history of the Wellington bomber. It wasn't until I got them home that I realised at the bottom of the box was a mountain of very specifically Nazi and Hitler based history books. I shoved them back in the box and forgot about them.

So now, in my house nearly twenty-five years later I have an awful lot more Third Reich books than I'm comfortable in having, and I also don't know if charity shops will take them.

Suddenly have visions of being killed in a car accident and then when my sister-in-law comes over to help empty the house out she's going to discover them and think I'm a closet Nazi.
Hopefully a full Nazi funeral, oompah band, sausages, the works!
 
Pony trekking in Paris :rolleyes:

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Nazi books all successfully given away to a charity shop that funds a local hospice. Rather worryingly, when I handed them over the woman behind the counter said "Great, we have a regular customer who loves stuff like this".
 
Spent the last two weeks on and off in the loft at home - clearing out boxes for stuff we no longer have, or I won't be taking with us if we ever move

It has been quite interesting - and I now have half a tunnel or more of boxes on the nursery awaiting a bonfire

Got to all the financial boxes today and realized there is everything personal and business wise going back to 1978 - in A4 boxes
Never had time to look or deal with it before - just chuck it in a box and forget about it
At least one thing about COVID it has made me move everything over to paperless

So it is time to have a clear out - all I need to find is qualification certificates and some tax related items and then the rest is going to get burnt

I did also realize that I need to stop buying Xmas trees in the January sales - I have now found 4 small ones and 3 large ones
(and enough Xmas lights to do a small city)

Going to get some decent plastic boxes with lids from Homebase next week as there is some stuff in the house that needs storing up there
 
Coincidentally I’ve done about three back and forth trip to the local waste and recycling centre over the past ten days too.

I’m not moving anywhere any soon, but I’ve accumulated a bunch of stuffs I don’t need anymore, as I hinted before last year was quite busy at least for my flat remod and renovations.

Recycling centre is very well organized and the employees are pretty helpful though it’s easy enough where you have to dispose of such and such waste.
 
Been reading my bosses newly published book about his life and adventures as a pilot and owner of the company. Crashed the first plane he bought on the day he bought it. By 30 already has a company setup restoring Piper Cubs and reselling them to Australia and the US, bought an Albatross amphibious plane from the Air Force (it wasnt registered so the Air force just flew it into Manila for him without papers). Almost sold a plane to the Yakuza, almost got arrested by the Philippine Authorities and interrogated by the Aussies as his Australian partner was smuggling weapons... this are just the highlights of less than 1/3rd of the book. Talk about livin the dream.

The fun part is when I'm in the office, I could ask him questions and have a more fun convo with what can not be put in the book.
 
Having to head to Glasgow to buy a new phone charger as the one i had has vanished from my rucksack , Whilst down at Gourock capturing a few Boats . ...

I know i never left it on the train down
 
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