Just in terms of generally good advice.....it`s nearly 1:00 pm......the Forum 43 boys will be along presently and we`d do well to find a discreet way out to the back alley
Just in terms of generally good advice.....it`s nearly 1:00 pm......the Forum 43 boys will be along presently and we`d do well to find a discreet way out to the back alley
That orange Bedford OB is many things, but discreet...not so much. I'm going to be fine...it's only 11:00 here...but poor Graeme may be already be tarred, feathered and strung from a rail by The Greenwich Meanies.
Just in terms of generally good advice.....it`s nearly 1:00 pm......the Forum 43 boys will be along presently and we`d do well to find a discreet way out to the back alley
That orange Bedford OB is many things, but discreet...not so much. I'm going to be fine...it's only 11:00 here...but poor Graeme may be already be tarred, feathered and strung from a rail by The Greenwich Meanies.
LOL .....saaaaaaaaaayyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyyy .......Graeme is just the hopper could tell us how it all turned out over the course of the afternoon
Oh good grief. These are the people who only yesterday were pleading "Forum Fatigue" as an explanation for their increasingly "tired and emotional" input. And now look at them go. There really must be something in that chicken milk to revive them that fast. (I nearly added "More's the pity" there, but bit my tongue just in time).
At the third pip the time in Greenwich will be 11.42 pm on Thursday the 9th of February. My geographical advantage is now virtually unassailable.
But . . . hang on a moment. This is Forum 43, not the Lounge, and this thread started with a perfectly sensible model enquiry. Are we really allowed to commit mayhem here as well?
Only asking. Heaven forbid I would wish to inhibit your exuberance in any way, but I'm just wondering if the brows of our Esteemed Moderator are beginning to furrow in ominous fashion and whether lightning bolts are being primed even as we speak (well, as YOU speak. I'm buggering off to a safe distance.)
@graeme-ogg ............ virtually unassailable ????? .......just please put down the Chicken Milk™ long enough to tell us the series of events that occurredearlier that Wednesday afternoon
I'm sorry, I can barely hear you. Can you hear me? I am a very, very long way away. In an old Pictish hideout deep beneath Ben Nevis, surrounded by erotic cave paintings and the fossilised remains of extinct octupuses from the pre-Cambrian era. Or they may be bagpipes. The light in here isn't very good, and I'm afraid to investigate more closely by prodding them in case they emit a terrible droning sound. Which would confirm they are octopuses. Or octupi. (Distinguishing between the sexes isn't easy for the non-specialist).
That's a very nice picture of an old Aberdeen tramcar. My dad used to drive one of those. Quite primitive technology, but once you got going it could really shift, and if any wannabe passengers tried to hinder progress by flagging him down, well, as you can see, the range of deterrence at his disposal was formidable and generally quite persuasive.
Re my earlier post about fossilized octupuses. I have received several e-mails pointing out that the soft tissues of these creatures would not have been preserved by fossilization. However, recent research suggests that, unlike the modern octopus, the arms of these early cephalopods had an articulated bony core, giving them the necessary strength to build robust underwater dwellings, operate simple machine tools and wrestle unwary whaling ships to a watery grave. I just thought some people might want to know that, although some might argue it is not directly relevant to the 1:43 scale models with which this Forum is primarily concerned. We mustn't allow our modelling obsession to leave us too narrowly focused, wouldn't you agree?
Not all Bedford OB coaches were in such unusual colors. Here one stopped in front of the Nottingham Hotel along with a double deck AEC RT both circa 1950.
Quite so. That could explain why you remained a virgin until the age of 47, when you rather belatedly changed tack and came up with some really cool chat-up lines about overhead camshaft lubrication. (I'm only reporting what I've been told.)
Incidentally, I had a few more e-mails overnight pointing out that despite their near-miraculous colour-changing abilities, octopuses have never been seen to reproduce a convincing tartan pattern, so the presence or absence of that feature might provide a further aid to determining the identity of these fossilised remains. Unfortunately, most colour pigments will totally degrade over such an extended period of time, so that's no real help.
Mind you, there are exceptions. Fragments of Neolithic clothing show that the indigo dye in blue denim will retain its vibrant qualities almost indefinitely (unless subjected to repeated 60º wash cycles).
I remain available for further consulation on a variety of esoteric scientific topics should the need arise.
Absolutely. And if you are still anxiously seeking advice and reassurance on this vexing topic, one short-term solution did occur to me. Have you tried a comb-over? It might see you through until natural regeneration occurs. You might have to invest in a couple of mirrors, a dog grooming brush and a spray fixative but that's about it.
Of course, if the defoliation is progressive, the comb-over does become progressively more ludicrous and people will inevitably see through it, at which point expensive transplants may be the only option. Or you could give up your dreams of the savannah and retreat to the jungle canopy where the dense foliage will provide suitable cover and reduced social anxiety levels.
That will be $150. I'll send you my PayPal details by private e-mail.
.......Graeme is just the hopper could tell us how it all turned out over the course of the afternoon
