Sasaferrato
Super Refuser!
When I get new tyres I won't let them use an air wrench.I remember having a wheel nut that had been done up so tightly that I bent the wheel brace getting it undone. It ended up being a recovery call-out.
When I get new tyres I won't let them use an air wrench.I remember having a wheel nut that had been done up so tightly that I bent the wheel brace getting it undone. It ended up being a recovery call-out.
I've never written a cheque ever and I'm 40 lol. Just annoyed me when I got one and had to locate a bank.
It's all lacquered these days so no need.Polishing brass door furniture. Who's doing that these days, once a very common sight.
Sewing badge should be the first badge. Can't get that you can't get any of the others.Should I ever be promoted from from being a chief scout badge holder to being chief scout, I will instigate the “I sew my own damned badges on” badge and make it a prerequisite of all other badges…when did parents sewing on badges become a thing?
If that's hard god knows what they would make if one of those tins with a key to unwind the lid.Not read all the pages but tin openers, I had to use one last night and it reminded me of when daughter let her oldest(11 at the time) try it out, she didn't have a clue
Exactly.. Which is a shame as I believe brass is naturally good at not harbouring bacteriaIt's all lacquered these days so no need.
Not just pale skinned women. Apparently drawing your seams straight was v tricky so you'd get your friends/family to do it for you.During rationing, pale skinned girls and women would use gravy browning to paint their legs to make look like they had tights on. Some women would use a black pen or eyeliner to draw a line down the back for a visible "seam" as used to be the fashion. Because tights and stockings were too expensive to keep replacing.
I found that out from reading one of the sequels to "Twopence to Cross the Mersey."
Until the useless lacquer wears outIt's all lacquered these days so no need.
I'd never attempt the seam bit myself. It'd be a disaster!Not just pale skinned women. Apparently drawing your seams straight was v tricky so you'd get your friends/family to do it for you.
I know, right? (Used to hear these stories from my great auntie. Who looked like a film star and married a Canadian airman she met during WW2 wearing a dress made of parachute silk.)I'd never attempt the seam bit myself. It'd be a disaster!
And suddenly be best friends with every dog in the area.During rationing, pale skinned girls and women would use gravy browning to paint their legs to make look like they had tights on.
I'll bet!And suddenly be best friends with every dog in the area.
As immortalised in Hope and Glory, when the protagonist's teenage sister ends up falling out with her GI beau as he takes the piss out of her - "I've never seen stockings that go all the way up!"Not just pale skinned women. Apparently drawing your seams straight was v tricky so you'd get your friends/family to do it for you.
And suddenly be best friends with every dog in the area.
That might be worse.No meat in it, it was made from molasses - more likely to be followed around by horses
And suddenly be best friends with every dog in the area.
There weren't many dogs around in the days of rationing as millions of pets were put down during the war to conserve food resources.
Apparently, 750,000 were killed in just one week of the early stages of WW2.
A lot more would have been turned loose to fend for themselves if they couldn't be fed (which was the main impetus for people having them put down) though, even pet dogs were allowed to roam unsupervised back then - I don't think the streets of any major city would have been free of dogs and cats as a result of this, even though a lot of people sadly did make that decision.
Was your mam a war baby? I thought you were quite a bit younger than me (that's not to say she wasn't obv)Not sure that was the case. Maybe in the country they'd survive turned loose but the reason I knew about it was because my mum told me that you'd see very few dogs or cats in London during the war.
Was your mam a war baby? I thought you were quite a bit younger than me (that's not to say she wasn't obv)
same here - the local [non-chain] chap I buy from will do that, he's quite good at wheel-balancing.When I get new tyres I won't let them use an air wrench.
I also changed a tyre on my own for the first time last year, on the side of the road, and it was so much more difficult than when I’d done it with someone. As you say, getting the spare out, getting the punctured one back in. Also forgetting to loosen all the nuts first so I jacked it up and back down three times, getting the nuts back on with the wheel spinning round, jacking it down and up. Having to bounce up and down on the spanner thingy and nothing happening and having to believe that I could do it, I was on my way back from work and knackered and nearly in tears. But it was immensely satisfying to finally have done it, I sent a photo to my sonI changed a tyre this year (on my driveway), first time after passing my test 13 years ago. Felt like I should give it a go. Turns out I couldn't even lift the spare out of the boot without help, and also couldn't loosen the wheel nuts Guess it's back to calling the AA next time I get a flat on my own.
I was reading this without my glasses. Twice I read it as Dry Stone Wailing Association.I had some instruction from a member of the dry stone walling association
Polishing brass door furniture. Who's doing that these days, once a very common sight.
And while not domestic, do kids do their distance badges when they learn to swim?
See also being able to string a conker with a bootlace
And for adults, making a hash pipe out of a carrot/spud/tin can. See also homemade bongs, buckets and being able to delicately ping the side of a milk bottle at the bottom so you could make a solo hot knife bottle
Tights - as an alternative to stockings - didn't become a thing until many years after rationing finished, roughly mid to late sixties if memory serves.During rationing, pale skinned girls and women would use gravy browning to paint their legs to make it look like they had tights on. Some women would use a black pen or eyeliner to draw a line down the back for a visible "seam" as used to be the fashion. Because tights and stockings were too expensive to keep replacing.
I found that out from reading one of the sequels to "Twopence to Cross the Mersey."