Friday, February 13, 2015
Canal and River Trust latest for Continuous Cruisers
Policy outlined for boaters without a home mooring
Tuesday, February 10, 2015
Insurance and coal
We have just recently renewed our boat insurance with Towergate Mardon and if like me detest having to phone 0844 and 0870 numbers get your pens out. Just for our U.S. readers these numbers are chargeable as they come outside any included numbers in your cellphone contract and long calls can be expensive.
Two numbers for you 01242 531172 or 03301231946. I did have numbers for last years renewal but as Towergate have moved premises these became useless.
While in Cow Roast marina we were buying smokeless fuel called Pureglow. Now this at first was very good giving plenty of heat from nuggets I would say were equal in size to Supertherm that we always purchased from our usual fuel boat. Before we go any further I must point out that having purchased very large quantities of Supertherm from the fuel boat over the years all have been 100% consistent in quality.
The Pureglow however has lost it`s initial consistency and the contents have been smaller nuggets and a lot of broken pieces of fuel none of which gives anywhere near the heat of the usual Pureglow. Up to now we have come across 3 below standard bags from a total of about 15 bags.
Above are the two different fuels appearing under the Pureglow label. On the right are the smaller nuggets and the broken pieces of fuel. To the left the usual Pureglow with as can be expected some smaller misshapen pieces but not like the contents on the right.
Note also in the centre and in close up to the left of this text the two very different sized nuggets.
Anyways now we are back on the canal we can once again take advantage of the fuel boat coming alongside and selling us some decent smokeless fuel.
I did speak to one of the owners of the fuel merchant that supplied the fuel to the chandlery. They do not manufacture the products but they do bag them. The Pureglow has been subject to a binder fault causing the heat shaped nuggets to become broken during the many times the bags are handled before reaching the boater.
He also confirmed the fuel pictured on the right in the pictures is Pureglow.
The small nuggets are in fact Pureglow but the larger are he says Supertherm a more expensive product that has been included at extra company cost to keep their customers supplied.
Just to be clear the different fuels have never been in the same bag. Some bags have been solely the large nuggets, they say are Supertherm, whilst other bags are just small nuggets and a lot of crushed fuel some so crushed it is one step from being dust. I have been pretty generous in picturing the crushed stuff, perhaps I should have included a handful of the minute stuff that ends up in the bottom of the bag.
My learning from all this is never buy Pureglow because even when the manufacturing problems are solved it gives out little heat. I did think it strange when first buying the Pureglow that it performed so well as it is after all a budget priced fuel but kept buying it as it did the job, now I know the answer.
We are left with two bags ofS Pureglow that we will burn during the mild days and revert to the good stuff now obtained from the fuel boat in the colder evening/night.
Two numbers for you 01242 531172 or 03301231946. I did have numbers for last years renewal but as Towergate have moved premises these became useless.
While in Cow Roast marina we were buying smokeless fuel called Pureglow. Now this at first was very good giving plenty of heat from nuggets I would say were equal in size to Supertherm that we always purchased from our usual fuel boat. Before we go any further I must point out that having purchased very large quantities of Supertherm from the fuel boat over the years all have been 100% consistent in quality.The Pureglow however has lost it`s initial consistency and the contents have been smaller nuggets and a lot of broken pieces of fuel none of which gives anywhere near the heat of the usual Pureglow. Up to now we have come across 3 below standard bags from a total of about 15 bags.
Note also in the centre and in close up to the left of this text the two very different sized nuggets.
Anyways now we are back on the canal we can once again take advantage of the fuel boat coming alongside and selling us some decent smokeless fuel.
I did speak to one of the owners of the fuel merchant that supplied the fuel to the chandlery. They do not manufacture the products but they do bag them. The Pureglow has been subject to a binder fault causing the heat shaped nuggets to become broken during the many times the bags are handled before reaching the boater.
He also confirmed the fuel pictured on the right in the pictures is Pureglow.
The small nuggets are in fact Pureglow but the larger are he says Supertherm a more expensive product that has been included at extra company cost to keep their customers supplied.
Just to be clear the different fuels have never been in the same bag. Some bags have been solely the large nuggets, they say are Supertherm, whilst other bags are just small nuggets and a lot of crushed fuel some so crushed it is one step from being dust. I have been pretty generous in picturing the crushed stuff, perhaps I should have included a handful of the minute stuff that ends up in the bottom of the bag.
My learning from all this is never buy Pureglow because even when the manufacturing problems are solved it gives out little heat. I did think it strange when first buying the Pureglow that it performed so well as it is after all a budget priced fuel but kept buying it as it did the job, now I know the answer.
We are left with two bags of
Friday, February 06, 2015
Spammer gets life
The dreaded spam comments are still getting through. This one attached itself to 89 posts going back three years. All the lines are click able and lead to various sales sites.
Thankfully I can delete them in bulk and all that remains on the posts affected is the above.
So it seems even with the captcha system when comments are made spam can still get through.
This batch all have the Blogger symbol next to the name so perhaps that`s how they get through but at least the spam is not obscene.
I have done some investigative work on this spammer Guo Guo and can confidently identify her, yes it`s a female. It seems she got bored during her confinement in captivity and took on some part time computer work for the Chinese but as you can see Blogger caught up with her and she is now doing life. Now personally I would happily accept the spam if she could have her babies in the wild. More HERE.
A nice sunny day today after a very cold night left a covering of thin ice across the canal. The solar panels are enjoying themselves, the 230w and 100w panels putting in at times 7.2 and 3.4 amps which is not bad for winter sun.
Wednesday, February 04, 2015
In the Company of Friends
"Good company and good discourse are the very sinews of virtue." ~Izaak Walton
It's been awhile since I posted anything due to the start of spring semester at the University for which I instruct online courses. Due to a change of online course management systems the last three weeks have been like the maiden voyage of the Titanic. Now that I've caught up and the wrinkles are smoothed out, I can take a breath and catch up with all of you lovely folks who follow our blog.
While we have been sitting in the marina making the most of the opportunity for Les to heal, we've not been hibernating--Oh no! We've become social butterflies, flitting from one fete to another, dinner with friends, birthday celebrations, date nights out--life has been a whirlwind of activity!
After posting on the blog about going stir crazy, our friend Mike Griffin (NB Albion) came by one week day morning and took us on a tour of the small hamlets and back country roads of Bucks (Buckinghamshire) county. We enjoyed a delightful bit of local history and stories about Mike's childhood in nearby Dudswell.
He took us for a walk up Coombe Hill in the Chilterns overlooking the Ayelsbury Vale, with breathtaking views of two canal arms: the Aylesbury and the Wendover. We also had a clear view of Chequers--the country home of the British Prime Minister (Americans may compare it with Camp David). At the summit is a memorial to local men who fell during the Boer war.
We also drove to Wallingford--the village used as filming for the British series Midsomer Murders which apparently has a huge U.S. following.
Following on we were invited to Mike Wall's (NB Independence) birthday bash the following Sunday at The Greyhound pub in Wigginton. Sixteen friends--a large share of which were boaters--settled in around the table for a convivial afternoon of great service, delicious food, wonderful conversation and laughter. We were very pleased to meet and get to know other boaters who have moorings on the cut at Cow Roast. This happy band of boaters have been friends for many years and know each other well. We felt honored to be amongst them.
A lady's day was had by me and Anonymous A--or Angel--of NB Bright Eyes who lives in Berko and has become a firm friend over this past year. We had a wonderful lunch at ASK Italian involving much laughter and good wine.
While all this socializing was taking place the inaugural meeting of the Airhead Society was planned. Having thoroughly enjoyed the excellent food at the Greyhound in Wiggington, I made reservations for our group: the very first time I've ever arranged for a table of eight people and two dogs!
On a brooding Wednesday morning--our last in the marina--we joined up with Sue and Ken Deveson (NB Cleddau), Jennie and Chris Gash (NB Tentatrice), and Carol and George Palin (WB Still Rockin').
Sue's blog provides the background on how the Airhead Composting toilet brought us together and how each set of boaters settled on this composting loo. Brilliant post Sue!! I recommend everyone read it for the background and Sue's wonderful prose.
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| Left to right: me, Chris, Jennie, Carol, George, Ken, and Sue. |
A follow up to Mike Wells' birthday dinner brought an invitation by Sue and Jim (NB Owl) to drop by for a look at their working boat. I believe they said it was built in 1928 and used for decades to haul freight before being sold off. They've owned it for many years and rehabbed the interior for living aboard while summer cruising. Owl is a lovely example of the working boats that used to ply the cut, along with NB Hampton which is owned by their son and sits breasted up with Owl.
After making our escape from the marina we've had a wonderful lunch aboard WB Still Rockin' and Carol introduced me to the delights of British fish pie which she made. It was yummm, I am pleased to add it to our menus for healthy eating. While Still Rockin' has been moored nearby we've had the opportunity to get to know one another a little better. Les and I have really enjoyed their company.
Finally we had a delicious dinner out last night in the company of Angela once more. This time we ate at Francesco's Italian restaurant in Tring. The decor is a delight and the food is homemade--as if you have been invited home to Italy and offered a place at someone's table.
We are so blessed to have so many wonderful friends. Thanks to each of you for taking time to visit with us, break bread together, lift a glass of wine in a toast, share stories and lots of laughter. At this rate it will spring before we know it!
Monday, February 02, 2015
Left and Right
As I type we are still moored outside the marina where there is a
covering of thin ice across the canal. We have until mid March to
travel through 24 locks spread over 21 miles before the present
stoppage at Milton Keynes is reached so there is no need to travel
through ice. We had a family commitment over the weekend and tonight a
dinner date with a friend in local Tring so the time will pass quickly
and pleasantly, February already.
We have gone from this claustrophobic mooring where the sun and view was blocked
to this spacious mooring with no neighbours looking in where the sun can now hit
the water and reflect on the ceiling. We have not seen this for the last ten weeks.
The January figures for the nearby reservoirs at Marsworth show 71.9% capacity which is a 14% increase on December.
Just recently I decided to sort through the large pile of hospital paperwork acquired over the last 18 months from three different hospitals through the post totaling almost 60 letters. It consisted of appointments for scans, blood tests, pre op checks, oncology, consultants, outpatients, and surgery dates. The latter two were duplicated as three surgeries and five outpatient appointments were cancelled and re-scheduled. So just here we have seven letters sent.
The cost of all this is not exactly clear but with 70 million outpatient appointments each year in England alone you sort of shake at the knees as to how much the NHS spends on postage each year. Some of these appointments of course will have been generated by the patient getting a follow up date when attending hospital.
Why do they not all use E mail or texts with the instruction for a reply within 48 hours. That would cut down the postage and for those not using electronic communication a letter can be sent.
My 18 months of close proximity to the NHS has been an eye opener as to the waste taking place.
I had an appointment for a pre op check and the nurse asked why I hadn`t attended two weeks previous. I had not received a letter, it was for a surgery so why would I not keep the appointment. Waste. Electronic comms would have avoided it. To this day that appointment letter has not arrived.
I was waiting on two occasions for scan and clinic appointments so I phoned the relevant departments. On both occasions they said letters had/should have been sent so they gave me the date etc. and then said "I`ll send you another letter". What the !*#! I know the date you just told me so why do I need to see it in writing, I felt like saying. The letters duly arrived. Waste.
I have a system in place, my brain, that strictly controls what my left and right hands are doing it won`t let my left hand grab a door handle when the right has already got hold of it, waste of energy. The NHS needs some kind of control to stop all the waste.
I`m not in any way shape or form able to re-organise the NHS but like a lot of folk can see a lot of small ways to save. My mum always drummed into me look after the pennies and the pounds will take care of themselves. Just how many wasted pennies are there in just postage I wonder.
Another example has came to mind as I sorted the NHS paper mountain. I will keep this brief as regular readers know my medical history.
I was due to have Stoma reversal surgery last October. The consultant cancelled it. The day before the surgery day the hospital phoned to say surgery had been cancelled. "Yes I know" said I. This completely threw the caller who obviously didn`t have a `patient knows more than me` box to tick on their screen. After 5 minutes the poor lady could not understand what was happening and said her supervisor would phone me. Two wasted phone calls.
Also connected to this same surgery I had a post op appointment (remember this is the cancelled surgery) for February, a letter arrived changing it to March. Two phone calls one letter, wasted.
So I phoned the consultant`s secretary to cancel the appointment so someone else could have the benefit. She phoned back to say the consultant agreed the appointment was not needed. Three phone calls one letter, wasted.
Again connected to this same surgery. Very soon after having a different surgery last November and getting to grips with 50 staples holding me together, no pun intended, I had a phone call offering me an almost immediate surgery slot to have my Stoma reversed. Another highly baffled lady ended the call saying she would make enquiries and sort things out. Four phone calls one letter, wasted.
All it would have taken to save the calls and letter was for someone at the time the Stoma surgery was cancelled to have entered some details into my file. How often across the NHS is this happening?
They sent an oncology appointment earlier this year and as I had no intention of having any Chemotherapy I phoned and explained this saying someone on the list could have this appointment with the consultant. Some weeks later early on the day of the appointment I was phoned to say the Oncologist was sick so my appointment was to be re-scheduled. So the appointment had not been given to someone else and if the clinic went ahead as normal my slot would have been empty. Waste.
Left and right? Management on the left should know what is happening with the hard working front line staff on the right. I don`t think any one has a clue what`s going on. But saying that the surgeries were 100% successful in achieving what they intended to do.
So as usual whoever is in 10 Downing street will just put more cash in the NHS while the opposite party will slate number 10 for not sorting the NHS whilst conveniently forgetting they also just covered the cracks with cash.
The answer? Answers in a comment if you want.
The January figures for the nearby reservoirs at Marsworth show 71.9% capacity which is a 14% increase on December.
Just recently I decided to sort through the large pile of hospital paperwork acquired over the last 18 months from three different hospitals through the post totaling almost 60 letters. It consisted of appointments for scans, blood tests, pre op checks, oncology, consultants, outpatients, and surgery dates. The latter two were duplicated as three surgeries and five outpatient appointments were cancelled and re-scheduled. So just here we have seven letters sent.
The cost of all this is not exactly clear but with 70 million outpatient appointments each year in England alone you sort of shake at the knees as to how much the NHS spends on postage each year. Some of these appointments of course will have been generated by the patient getting a follow up date when attending hospital.
Why do they not all use E mail or texts with the instruction for a reply within 48 hours. That would cut down the postage and for those not using electronic communication a letter can be sent.
My 18 months of close proximity to the NHS has been an eye opener as to the waste taking place.
I had an appointment for a pre op check and the nurse asked why I hadn`t attended two weeks previous. I had not received a letter, it was for a surgery so why would I not keep the appointment. Waste. Electronic comms would have avoided it. To this day that appointment letter has not arrived.
I was waiting on two occasions for scan and clinic appointments so I phoned the relevant departments. On both occasions they said letters had/should have been sent so they gave me the date etc. and then said "I`ll send you another letter". What the !*#! I know the date you just told me so why do I need to see it in writing, I felt like saying. The letters duly arrived. Waste.
I have a system in place, my brain, that strictly controls what my left and right hands are doing it won`t let my left hand grab a door handle when the right has already got hold of it, waste of energy. The NHS needs some kind of control to stop all the waste.
I`m not in any way shape or form able to re-organise the NHS but like a lot of folk can see a lot of small ways to save. My mum always drummed into me look after the pennies and the pounds will take care of themselves. Just how many wasted pennies are there in just postage I wonder.
Another example has came to mind as I sorted the NHS paper mountain. I will keep this brief as regular readers know my medical history.
I was due to have Stoma reversal surgery last October. The consultant cancelled it. The day before the surgery day the hospital phoned to say surgery had been cancelled. "Yes I know" said I. This completely threw the caller who obviously didn`t have a `patient knows more than me` box to tick on their screen. After 5 minutes the poor lady could not understand what was happening and said her supervisor would phone me. Two wasted phone calls.
Also connected to this same surgery I had a post op appointment (remember this is the cancelled surgery) for February, a letter arrived changing it to March. Two phone calls one letter, wasted.
So I phoned the consultant`s secretary to cancel the appointment so someone else could have the benefit. She phoned back to say the consultant agreed the appointment was not needed. Three phone calls one letter, wasted.
Again connected to this same surgery. Very soon after having a different surgery last November and getting to grips with 50 staples holding me together, no pun intended, I had a phone call offering me an almost immediate surgery slot to have my Stoma reversed. Another highly baffled lady ended the call saying she would make enquiries and sort things out. Four phone calls one letter, wasted.
All it would have taken to save the calls and letter was for someone at the time the Stoma surgery was cancelled to have entered some details into my file. How often across the NHS is this happening?
They sent an oncology appointment earlier this year and as I had no intention of having any Chemotherapy I phoned and explained this saying someone on the list could have this appointment with the consultant. Some weeks later early on the day of the appointment I was phoned to say the Oncologist was sick so my appointment was to be re-scheduled. So the appointment had not been given to someone else and if the clinic went ahead as normal my slot would have been empty. Waste.
Left and right? Management on the left should know what is happening with the hard working front line staff on the right. I don`t think any one has a clue what`s going on. But saying that the surgeries were 100% successful in achieving what they intended to do.
So as usual whoever is in 10 Downing street will just put more cash in the NHS while the opposite party will slate number 10 for not sorting the NHS whilst conveniently forgetting they also just covered the cracks with cash.
The answer? Answers in a comment if you want.
Thursday, January 29, 2015
Free at Last, Free at Last!
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We are pleased to report that as of 3:30 this afternoon NB Valerie is moored up on the towpath! There was a break in the wind gusts and the spot we wanted just outside the marina entrance was available. I knew we needed to make a break for it or bad weather might trap us in the marina through the weekend.We topped up our water, Les brought in plenty of well seasoned wood, filled the coal bucket and we received a Tesco order. Our electric cords are packed away, the T.V. antenna is set up, and the batteries are well charged. A pot of homemade Spaghetti sauce is bubbling away on the stove top and a loaf of freshly baked rye bread is cooling on the counter. Most importantly Les has his sparkle back again and he is taking the P out me at every opportunity.
My best beloved is healing well, AND it is snowing!!! What more could a good Alaskan woman and a well loved British water gypsy want??? Farmed salmon no more--we are wild again!! Woot!
Monday, January 26, 2015
Looking back....years back.
It always surprises me how folk can remember where they were when a certain non personal event took place. Events like the passing of Elvis, John Lennon or perhaps a political figure like Thatcher or JFK.
Some folk can quote you places for all or at least 50% of not just these but a large number of memorable dates over the past 2,3 or 4 decades.
Personally I can quote only one, perhaps because it was so horrific an event that took place in my adult life that it stuck in the memory bank. It was 9/11, September 11th 2001. I was in Tenerife on holiday with some of the family less than a year after Valerie passed away. We were in an electrical store and took some convincing by the staff that the TV images were real and not some Hollywood film.
So I just thought of reminding myself where I was back not decades but within my years afloat and it turned into a blog post. January 26th or as close as can be is the chosen date.
Starting in 2007 as the boat was still under construction in Jan. 2006. I was in Apsley 2007 travelling with good friends of 8 years now, Andy and Tina. Some talk in the comments as to suitable pictures to publish. Looking back to the post before I had just received my
boat licence at a cost of £572($858). I mention this as we have just received our Licence for 2015 and it cost £856($1284). In 2007 that worked out to £11($17) not the figure I quoted in a comment on that post. Nowadays that weekly amount is just above £16($24). I suppose for a continuous cruiser like us that is our weekly rent. Also I note we were heading for Llangollen in Wales and the journey details in that `before` post might interest you.
Next look back is 2009 and I am heading north through Leighton Buzzard on my own having parted in November from Andy and Tina, after two and a half years cruising together; they were off on a new boat related venture. Again earlier posts around this time showed my being moored 18 days in Berkhamsted having dental work. In those days there was a local mooring warden who was happy for me to overstay having seen my appointment card.
We now come to 2011 and I am moored in Rugby . This post sees me hanging around waiting to fly back early February to the USA and propose to Jaq. The post by coincidence has me looking back and there are a lot of pictures of my travels including a pair of newborn's hitching a ride. Again looking at previous posts to this date I have just about finished laying a new floor.
January 2013 sees us frozen in at Stoke Breurne. Well at this point I will enter what is up in my top ten of pictures.
It`s January 2013 and we are heading to London and onwards to the Lea and Stort then onto the River Thames. Look at the pair of us married 18 months--not a care in the world, just living what still is now a fun filled, laughter fuelled life.
Now why I publish this picture is because as regular blog readers know 2013 was not going to be a good year for us. Mr. C. showed his face half way through the year. I can say the laughter has now returned and uncontrollable giggling is a regular on Nb Valerie.
Remember folks you only have one life--make your dreams reality whatever they may be. You have no idea of what lies ahead; look at the picture. We had no idea.
Ok January 26th 2015, we are in Cow Roast and in 4 days we will be leaving theprison marina and heading in a northerly direction, no other plans at the moment.
Some folk can quote you places for all or at least 50% of not just these but a large number of memorable dates over the past 2,3 or 4 decades.
Personally I can quote only one, perhaps because it was so horrific an event that took place in my adult life that it stuck in the memory bank. It was 9/11, September 11th 2001. I was in Tenerife on holiday with some of the family less than a year after Valerie passed away. We were in an electrical store and took some convincing by the staff that the TV images were real and not some Hollywood film.
So I just thought of reminding myself where I was back not decades but within my years afloat and it turned into a blog post. January 26th or as close as can be is the chosen date.
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| Andy and Tina |
boat licence at a cost of £572($858). I mention this as we have just received our Licence for 2015 and it cost £856($1284). In 2007 that worked out to £11($17) not the figure I quoted in a comment on that post. Nowadays that weekly amount is just above £16($24). I suppose for a continuous cruiser like us that is our weekly rent. Also I note we were heading for Llangollen in Wales and the journey details in that `before` post might interest you.
Next look back is 2009 and I am heading north through Leighton Buzzard on my own having parted in November from Andy and Tina, after two and a half years cruising together; they were off on a new boat related venture. Again earlier posts around this time showed my being moored 18 days in Berkhamsted having dental work. In those days there was a local mooring warden who was happy for me to overstay having seen my appointment card.
We now come to 2011 and I am moored in Rugby . This post sees me hanging around waiting to fly back early February to the USA and propose to Jaq. The post by coincidence has me looking back and there are a lot of pictures of my travels including a pair of newborn's hitching a ride. Again looking at previous posts to this date I have just about finished laying a new floor.
January 2013 sees us frozen in at Stoke Breurne. Well at this point I will enter what is up in my top ten of pictures.
Now why I publish this picture is because as regular blog readers know 2013 was not going to be a good year for us. Mr. C. showed his face half way through the year. I can say the laughter has now returned and uncontrollable giggling is a regular on Nb Valerie.
Remember folks you only have one life--make your dreams reality whatever they may be. You have no idea of what lies ahead; look at the picture. We had no idea.
Ok January 26th 2015, we are in Cow Roast and in 4 days we will be leaving the
Monday, January 19, 2015
The fish and boat horse blog
I think it was back in late October I had to go the the Royal Free hospital for a pre-op check. Having arrived at Euston station I took the bus as far as Camden and had a walk through the tourist attraction of Camden market. The market is situated in the old horse stables that were part of the railway goods yard built by the London North Western Railway (LNWR) in the period 1845-1902. It was in the latter part of this period that the Interchange building was opened. It spanned the canal basin and enabled goods to be taken from boat to train and vice versa through trap doors in the floor.
Tunnels were built so that horses and goods could be taken under the railway tracks from one yard to another. In it`s heyday 600 horses worked on this site. Although mostly railway horses there were a lot of boat horses stabled here and when needed would be treated in the horse hospital building that had stabling on two floors for in excess of 150 horses.
The site was chosen because the canal was here in 1820 and gave access to the London docks. Goods could be loaded onto horse drawn carts and delivered to an ever expanding capital.
On the left is the Interchange building that spans the canal basin.
There are plans afoot to bring the basin beneath the Interchange building back into public use.
A big site that has become one of the tourists must visit sites although I doubt most of them have little idea of just what went on here.
If you walk outside the market and stand looking at the hustle and bustle going on around it is hard to imagine that when the canal came through here it was just fields. It was a coaching route from London and highway men were common. Now if you ask me the highwaymen have become stall holders each selling mostly the same cheap rubbish as each other.
The blog title mentions fish so to save being sued under the boaters blog description act we will finish off with....
some fish therapy. Available in the market you can have a foot pedigree. For £10 ($15) you can sit for 15 minutes and let the Gara Ruffa fish nibble away your dead skin.
Just how hygienic can this be, even with filters would you like to dip where others have dipped before you.
Pumice Stones or a Dr. Scholl foot file were in the past I`m sure the choice of folk to do what these fish do.
At least the stall was exclusive whilst the others sold the same goods as each other. The site is still worth a look around from a boaters point of view but just keep your money in your pocket there are better places to spend a bob or two.
Camden goods depot LINK.
Horses at work in Camden goods yard LINK.
LNWR goods interchange LINK.
Hoses and stables LINK.
Listed Interchange building LINK.
Map of site LINK. Also some great click able links plus click map to enlarge.
National Railway Museum LINK.
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| Goods yard |
Tunnels were built so that horses and goods could be taken under the railway tracks from one yard to another. In it`s heyday 600 horses worked on this site. Although mostly railway horses there were a lot of boat horses stabled here and when needed would be treated in the horse hospital building that had stabling on two floors for in excess of 150 horses.The site was chosen because the canal was here in 1820 and gave access to the London docks. Goods could be loaded onto horse drawn carts and delivered to an ever expanding capital.
On the left is the Interchange building that spans the canal basin.
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| Possibly how the Interchange basin will look. I have already reserved the mooring. |
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| Horse stalls now used as market sales outlets. |
Everywhere you walk in the market are reminders of it`s past.
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| Horse ramp to upper level of horse hospital building on the left. |
If you walk outside the market and stand looking at the hustle and bustle going on around it is hard to imagine that when the canal came through here it was just fields. It was a coaching route from London and highway men were common. Now if you ask me the highwaymen have become stall holders each selling mostly the same cheap rubbish as each other.
The blog title mentions fish so to save being sued under the boaters blog description act we will finish off with....
some fish therapy. Available in the market you can have a foot pedigree. For £10 ($15) you can sit for 15 minutes and let the Gara Ruffa fish nibble away your dead skin.Just how hygienic can this be, even with filters would you like to dip where others have dipped before you.
Pumice Stones or a Dr. Scholl foot file were in the past I`m sure the choice of folk to do what these fish do.
At least the stall was exclusive whilst the others sold the same goods as each other. The site is still worth a look around from a boaters point of view but just keep your money in your pocket there are better places to spend a bob or two.
Camden goods depot LINK.
Horses at work in Camden goods yard LINK.
LNWR goods interchange LINK.
Hoses and stables LINK.
Listed Interchange building LINK.
Map of site LINK. Also some great click able links plus click map to enlarge.
National Railway Museum LINK.
Saturday, January 17, 2015
SNOW!!!!
"A snow day literally and figuratively falls from the sky, unbidden, and seems like a thing of wonder." ~Susan Orlean
I have waited two years for snow. SNOW!!!! I love it! Such delicate unrestrained beauty; frozen water falling from the sky, cloaking everything in a mantle of clean brightness. I'll take snow over rain any day. Sadly this snowfall will not last. Nature has clothed Herself in an ephemeral slip of snow lace which will melt away with the sunshine.
The first thing I did after checking the fire, was to put on some snow music. Jean Pierre Rampal and Claude Bolling's Suite for Piano and Flute. To me this is the quintessential sound of snowflakes, dancing down the sky, each one as individual as a musical note. My daughters knew from the time they were toddlers, whenever they heard this music, that the first snow was falling. The music and the snow make me want to do the happy Snoopy Dance!
On another note, Les is doing great. We just need to put some muscle back on Dear Sir, and that will happen as soon as we leave this marina and begin cruising again.
Thursday, January 15, 2015
Blockage at Dudswell
Stuck on our medical mooring in the marina there`s nothing like an Canal River Trust E. mail alert to get the blood pumping through a boater`s veins.
A tree has fallen down blocking the towpath and partially blocking navigation below Bridge 138, Grand Union Canal.
Boats please pass with caution.
The tree has fallen from third party's land so we are working with the land owner to resolve the issue soon as possible.
We will update this notice with further information when available.
As you can see no one is on site so we can only guess the householder is trying to arrange a tree surgeon.
For sure if I had come along and seen this the tree surgeon would have found the towpath clear when he arrived.
It`s not just the tree across the towpath that`s the problem. If you look closely the main trunk is leaning out and only the other trees have stopped it also falling across the canal. Narrowboats should get by ok but wide beams have to be aware it`s shallow to the left.
Boats please pass with caution.
The tree has fallen from third party's land so we are working with the land owner to resolve the issue soon as possible.
We will update this notice with further information when available.
As you can see no one is on site so we can only guess the householder is trying to arrange a tree surgeon.
For sure if I had come along and seen this the tree surgeon would have found the towpath clear when he arrived.
It`s not just the tree across the towpath that`s the problem. If you look closely the main trunk is leaning out and only the other trees have stopped it also falling across the canal. Narrowboats should get by ok but wide beams have to be aware it`s shallow to the left.
The reservoirs list above shows a
big increase of 6.7% over the November figure to 57.9% in the holding here on the Grand Union south. A
big difference to the same period in 2011 after a very dry year most of
which Jaq and I missed as we spent a lot of time in the U.S. getting Jaq
a visa etc. I guess with the amount of rain lately the figure will have increased in the January figures.
Reservoir watch site HERE.
The comments filtering system, on the left, seems to be working although as you can see when I answer comments it wants me to tick the `I`m not a robot box`. Sometimes it just lets me carry on after I tick the box but occasionally it asks me to type the numbers I see. Bloody cheek, it`s me blogger, surely you can tell I`m signed in and working. Oh well at least it is keeping the spam at bay.
Friday, January 09, 2015
The blog post that changed direction
Three weeks today and we leave the marina here at Cow Roast. Well as good as it`s been to help me heal I must say both of us will be glad to leave what is a very claustrophobic mooring and have the joy of the sun shining into the boat at some time in the day.
When we leave on the 30th our journey will be northbound but owing to a bridge being re-built in Milton Keynes our route past is blocked until March 13th. Six weeks is nothing and a slow journey with stops along the way will be a good way of easing myself gently back into boating.
I have of late been reading quite a few blogs some of which tell a similar Mr. C story to the one that has unfolded aboard Nb Valerie. A lot of different stories, none of which I wish to refer to, some still ongoing and some like mine that.... Now here`s the difficult part, how do you describe the stage I`m at? In remission, cured, all clear.
Remission means that the signs and symptoms of your cancer are reduced. Remission can be partial or complete. In a complete remission, all signs and symptoms of cancer have disappeared.
If you remain in complete remission for 5 years or more, some doctors may say that you are cured. Still, some cancer cells can remain in your body for many years after treatment. These cells may cause the cancer to come back one day. Most types of cancer usually return within the first 5 years after treatment. But, there is a chance that cancer will come back later. For this reason, doctors cannot say for sure that you are cured. The most they can say is that there are no signs of cancer at this time.
Because of the chance that cancer can come back, your doctor will monitor you for many years and do tests to look for signs of cancer’s return. They will also look for signs of late side effects from the cancer treatments you received.
My choice is remission or at least on the way to it. Use this LINK and read the terms doctors use. I don`t think I would ever use the word cured unless in twenty + years time perhaps if I`m lucky enough to fall asleep never to wake and still no sign of cancer then my family can use that word.
In the meantime fellow fighters live each day and hope or pray, depending how you live your life, that the scans keep coming up clear.
I did intend to blog about the left and right hands of the NHS but the sentences were like gates blocking my thoughts and leading me along a different route until by the third paragraph there was no turning back.
Flesh eating fish and boat horses were believe it or not also to feature in a blog post. These two subjects would at least keep the blog along a boating route.
When we leave on the 30th our journey will be northbound but owing to a bridge being re-built in Milton Keynes our route past is blocked until March 13th. Six weeks is nothing and a slow journey with stops along the way will be a good way of easing myself gently back into boating.
I have of late been reading quite a few blogs some of which tell a similar Mr. C story to the one that has unfolded aboard Nb Valerie. A lot of different stories, none of which I wish to refer to, some still ongoing and some like mine that.... Now here`s the difficult part, how do you describe the stage I`m at? In remission, cured, all clear.
Understanding the Difference Between Cure and Remission
Cure means that there are no traces of your cancer after treatment and the cancer will never come back.Remission means that the signs and symptoms of your cancer are reduced. Remission can be partial or complete. In a complete remission, all signs and symptoms of cancer have disappeared.
If you remain in complete remission for 5 years or more, some doctors may say that you are cured. Still, some cancer cells can remain in your body for many years after treatment. These cells may cause the cancer to come back one day. Most types of cancer usually return within the first 5 years after treatment. But, there is a chance that cancer will come back later. For this reason, doctors cannot say for sure that you are cured. The most they can say is that there are no signs of cancer at this time.
Because of the chance that cancer can come back, your doctor will monitor you for many years and do tests to look for signs of cancer’s return. They will also look for signs of late side effects from the cancer treatments you received.
My choice is remission or at least on the way to it. Use this LINK and read the terms doctors use. I don`t think I would ever use the word cured unless in twenty + years time perhaps if I`m lucky enough to fall asleep never to wake and still no sign of cancer then my family can use that word.
In the meantime fellow fighters live each day and hope or pray, depending how you live your life, that the scans keep coming up clear.
I did intend to blog about the left and right hands of the NHS but the sentences were like gates blocking my thoughts and leading me along a different route until by the third paragraph there was no turning back.
Flesh eating fish and boat horses were believe it or not also to feature in a blog post. These two subjects would at least keep the blog along a boating route.
Saturday, January 03, 2015
Post script
We wish to thank our friends who've stopped by to visit, check on Les' recovery, share visits to America and their own news, and whose faces are always welcome on our doorstep: Mike Griffin (NB Albion), Ken and Sue Deveson (NB Cleddau), Robert Rogers (WB Wind in the willows), Adam and Adrian (NB Briar Rose), Mike Wall (NB Independence). Phone calls and email from family and friends in North America have kept us busy and it helps break the monotony of marina life. XXX
Marina Fever!
"We've moved well beyond “Oh Boy Snow Day!” and are now at the “Let's make NyQuil Popsicles for the kids” stage of Cabin Fever... "Anon.
As an Alaskan born and raised to homesteaders who often lived what one would call a "rustic" lifestyle compared to most folks in their homes with all the mod-cons, I've seen my share of very loooong, cold, dark winters. In the South Central area of the 49th state, one recognizes three seasons: winter (8 months), spring break up (1 very ugly month of melting snow and slogging mud), and summer (12 weekends between frosts during which one may see some sunshine before winter closes back in). There really is no autumn in Alaska. The leaves do turn, but it happens all at once. It takes about two weeks for all the leaves to turn mostly yellow and then fall in one fell swoop. On the mountains in the distance the very first dusting of snow is called Termination Dust--for obvious reasons. I've survived my share of cabin fever episodes when one is dressed for the season in a dark depression which is accompanied by deep mourning--for light, space, sunshine, blue skies, green growing things (a blade of grass!), vine ripened tomatoes, fresh snap peas, raspberries on the bush, hot weather, money, love, time, health, companionship, the sound of another human voice--or any of a dozen other emotions and situations of which one might feel a desperate lack converging under cover of an Alaskan stygian night that seems endless.
I have two main requirements for happiness: space and quiet in nature--lots of it. While I can enjoy the company of others, I could just as easily live a life of full-on solitude without seeing or hearing another human being for many months without any difficulty because I can abide in the company of nature and my own self.
What I cannot abide is living nut to butt with other people. Living in such close quarters in this marina is definitely driving me slowly around the bend. Dear Sir is not far behind me.
The folks on one side of us visit their boat frequently over the weekend. Although they don't take it out of the marina, they stay the night, and party. The first weekend they came, we endured a six minute rendition of them singing "if the boat is a rockin' don't bother knockin'." The next afternoon as we sat at our dinette, our windows and curtains closed on the side facing their boat, Les sneezed and our neighbor replied, "Bless you!"
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| Jack Nicholson in The Shining: a bad case of cabin Fever! |
The crux of the issue is this: marina boaters often don't twig to the fact that live aboard boaters are in their homes--not a weekend pleasure boat. We respectfully do not stare into their windows and we try to keep our voices and our noise down. We don't burn wood when they are on board as we don't want our smoke to annoy them. No doubt our weekend neighbors find us a bit aloof; when we see them outside our boat we are happy to stop and chat. When we are inside our boat it is our home and we want privacy.
In the meantime my daily walks have yielded some interesting situations and information. Just after Christmas as I was strolling through the main gate of the marina, I spied a council notice taped to one of the gate posts. Dated the first week of December, it announced the marina's application to change sixteen berths from leisure to residential which means space rent is going to go up and council taxes will be due for those who live aboard here. It isn't cheap to stay here and the longer one stays the more expensive it is--one doesn't actually get a break for signing an annual contract--oh no--after three months the cost of a mooring at this marina rises steeply.
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| These bottles magically reappear every weekend! |
The bloke who is a jack-of-all-trades here is welcoming and helpful. One of his jobs is to go around the marina every Monday morning and gather up all the wine and booze bottles left out by weekend boaters who for some reason cannot seem to place their alcohol empties in the bin. Nothing like being paid to enable others to indulge and then behave irresponsibly. After seeing the massive weekend pile of empty bottles one can only hope these folks don't take their boats out of the marina!
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| Heavy frost on the bow locker and jetty. |
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| Breaking the ice behind us with the engine running in gear for a moment. NB Val is on the left. |
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| Thawing the water hose in front of the fire. |
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| We were moored here when Les came home from hospital! |
We are tired of staring at the same view day after day, week after week. We long to see birds in a new hedgerow, ducks, swans, geese and other wildlife on the cut, and most of all the reflection of sunlight on the water, making ripples on the ceiling of our boat. We sit in the shade of the boats either side of us all day. We long to pull our pins and move along. We are thankful for a place to rest while Les makes great strides regaining good health, and even more thankful it is January and in 29 days we will be back out on the cut. Happy New Year to each of You and may 2105 take you wherever in life you most wish to be!
Thursday, December 25, 2014
The Best Christmas Present Ever
As you sit there digesting your Christmas dinner or anticipating your dinner, (depending on the time zone in your part of the world) let me tell you what is probably my best Christmas present ever!
On Tuesday I had an appointment at the Royal Free Hospital in London to have my wound examined and get the results of a recent CT scan.
No sign of any cancer cells in my colon, abdomen, chest or liver and my liver has been restored to normal function. Hearing those words sent a wave of warmth and happiness surging at tsunami proportions from my feet up through my body and exiting via a big smile.
Jaq here; I wanted to title this post "Laughing Man Returns," because after we returned home Tuesday evening, the stress and worry melted away from us both and Les' sense of humor and happiness returned. His laugh lines were back again and we sat at the dinette reading Friday jokes from Canal World Forum and laughing until we were doubled over with tears in our eyes. We fell asleep cuddled into each other with hugs, silly grins stretching across our faces. We had our celebratory dinner last night and will just chill out the rest of the week.
Les will travel back to London for scans and blood tests every three months for a while. And we will stack the deck in our favor in all the ways and means at our disposal as is only sensible for any cancer survivor. He has no problem now taking a raft of supplements including IP-6--a non toxic chemotherapeutic agent which has shown tremendous promise in lab trials with rats in which colorectal cancer was initiated and allowed to grow unchecked for six months, after which the rats were fed IP-6 and all colorectal cancer cells and tumors were destroyed.
Bacon, sausage, red meat, and sugary sweets are delicious but deadly memories. We will allow ourselves a very rare occasional treat during the holidays but otherwise our diet consists of fruit, berries, nuts, veg, some chicken and fish.
Les wants to assure everyone that while this may sound like a meager 60's hippy and granola diet, he is full, satisfied, and his sweet tooth is quite happy with a fresh homemade yogurt and fresh fruit parfait in place of cakes, pies, candy and biscuits (cookies).
I am walking two miles a day every day to help heal my left knee which has compensated for my right S-I joint being out for most of this past year. Each day I feel less pain and more strength in my knee.
Roll on January 30th after which we will cruise out of this marina and turn right, heading slowly north, cruising back to our lives on the cut which will be the best medicine of all!!
On Tuesday I had an appointment at the Royal Free Hospital in London to have my wound examined and get the results of a recent CT scan.
No sign of any cancer cells in my colon, abdomen, chest or liver and my liver has been restored to normal function. Hearing those words sent a wave of warmth and happiness surging at tsunami proportions from my feet up through my body and exiting via a big smile.
Jaq here; I wanted to title this post "Laughing Man Returns," because after we returned home Tuesday evening, the stress and worry melted away from us both and Les' sense of humor and happiness returned. His laugh lines were back again and we sat at the dinette reading Friday jokes from Canal World Forum and laughing until we were doubled over with tears in our eyes. We fell asleep cuddled into each other with hugs, silly grins stretching across our faces. We had our celebratory dinner last night and will just chill out the rest of the week.Les will travel back to London for scans and blood tests every three months for a while. And we will stack the deck in our favor in all the ways and means at our disposal as is only sensible for any cancer survivor. He has no problem now taking a raft of supplements including IP-6--a non toxic chemotherapeutic agent which has shown tremendous promise in lab trials with rats in which colorectal cancer was initiated and allowed to grow unchecked for six months, after which the rats were fed IP-6 and all colorectal cancer cells and tumors were destroyed.
Bacon, sausage, red meat, and sugary sweets are delicious but deadly memories. We will allow ourselves a very rare occasional treat during the holidays but otherwise our diet consists of fruit, berries, nuts, veg, some chicken and fish.
Les wants to assure everyone that while this may sound like a meager 60's hippy and granola diet, he is full, satisfied, and his sweet tooth is quite happy with a fresh homemade yogurt and fresh fruit parfait in place of cakes, pies, candy and biscuits (cookies).
I am walking two miles a day every day to help heal my left knee which has compensated for my right S-I joint being out for most of this past year. Each day I feel less pain and more strength in my knee.
Roll on January 30th after which we will cruise out of this marina and turn right, heading slowly north, cruising back to our lives on the cut which will be the best medicine of all!!
Tuesday, December 23, 2014
What the Brits are Wishing Americans for Christmas
(Many thanks to Adam Porter for sharing this with me on FaceBook.)
To the citizens of the United States of America from Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth II
In light of your failure in recent years to nominate competent candidates for President of the USA and thus to govern yourselves, we hereby give notice of the revocation of your independence, effective immediately. (You should look up 'revocation' in the Oxford English Dictionary.)
Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth II will resume monarchical duties over all states, commonwealths, and territories (except North Dakota, which she does not fancy).
Your new Prime Minister, David Cameron, will appoint a Governor for America without the need for further elections.
Congress and the Senate will be disbanded. A questionnaire may be circulated next year to determine whether any of you noticed.
To aid in the transition to a British Crown dependency, the following rules are introduced with immediate effect:
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1. The letter 'U' will be reinstated in words such as 'colour,' 'favour,' 'labour' and 'neighbour.' Likewise, you will learn to spell 'doughnut' without skipping half the letters, and the suffix '-ize' will be replaced by the suffix '-ise.' Generally, you will be expected to raise your vocabulary to acceptable levels. (look up 'vocabulary').
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2. Using the same twenty-seven words interspersed with filler noises such as ''like' and 'you know' is an unacceptable and inefficient form of communication. There is no such thing as U.S. English. We will let Microsoft know on your behalf. The Microsoft spell-checker will be adjusted to take into account the reinstated letter 'u'' and the elimination of '-ize.'
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3. July 4th will no longer be celebrated as a holiday.
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4. You will learn to resolve personal issues without using guns, lawyers, or therapists. The fact that you need so many lawyers and therapists shows that you're not quite ready to be independent. Guns should only be used for shooting grouse. If you can't sort things out without suing someone or speaking to a therapist, then you're not ready to shoot grouse.
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5. Therefore, you will no longer be allowed to own or carry anything more dangerous than a vegetable peeler. Although a permit will be required if you wish to carry a vegetable peeler in public.
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6. All intersections will be replaced with roundabouts, and you will start driving on the left side with immediate effect. At the same time, you will go metric with immediate effect and without the benefit of conversion tables. Both roundabouts and metrication will help you understand the British sense of humour.
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7. The former USA will adopt UK prices on petrol (which you have been calling gasoline) of roughly $10/US gallon. Get used to it.
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8. You will learn to make real chips. Those things you call French fries are not real chips, and those things you insist on calling potato chips are properly called crisps. Real chips are thick cut, fried in animal fat, and dressed not with catsup but with vinegar.
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9. The cold, tasteless stuff you insist on calling beer is not actually beer at all. Henceforth, only proper British Bitter will be referred to as beer, and European brews of known and accepted provenance will be referred to as Lager. South African beer is also acceptable, as they are pound for pound the greatest sporting nation on earth and it can only be due to the beer. They are also part of the British Commonwealth - see what it did for them. American brands will be referred to as Near-Frozen Gnat's Urine, so that all can be sold without risk of further confusion.
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10. Hollywood will be required occasionally to cast English actors as good guys. Hollywood will also be required to cast English actors to play English characters. Watching Andie Macdowell attempt English dialect in Four Weddings and a Funeral was an experience akin to having one's ears removed with a cheese grater.
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11. You will cease playing American football. There is only one kind of proper football; you call it soccer. Those of you brave enough will, in time, be allowed to play rugby (which has some similarities to American football, but does not involve stopping for a rest every twenty seconds or wearing full kevlar body armour like a bunch of nancies).
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12. Further, you will stop playing baseball. It is not reasonable to host an event called the World Series for a game which is not played outside of America. Since only 2.1% of you are aware there is a world beyond your borders, your error is understandable. You will learn cricket, and we will let you face the South Africans first to take the sting out of their deliveries.
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13.. You must tell us who killed JFK. It's been driving us mad.
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14. An internal revenue agent (i.e. tax collector) from Her Majesty's Government will be with you shortly to ensure the acquisition of all monies due (backdated to 1776).
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15. Daily Tea Time begins promptly at 4 p.m. with proper cups, with saucers, and never mugs, with high quality biscuits (cookies) and cakes; plus strawberries (with cream) when in season.
God Save the Queen!
PS: Only share this with friends who have a good sense of humour (NOT humor)!
A MESSAGE FROM THE QUEEN
To the citizens of the United States of America from Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth IIIn light of your failure in recent years to nominate competent candidates for President of the USA and thus to govern yourselves, we hereby give notice of the revocation of your independence, effective immediately. (You should look up 'revocation' in the Oxford English Dictionary.)
Her Sovereign Majesty Queen Elizabeth II will resume monarchical duties over all states, commonwealths, and territories (except North Dakota, which she does not fancy).
Your new Prime Minister, David Cameron, will appoint a Governor for America without the need for further elections.
Congress and the Senate will be disbanded. A questionnaire may be circulated next year to determine whether any of you noticed.
To aid in the transition to a British Crown dependency, the following rules are introduced with immediate effect:
-----------------------
1. The letter 'U' will be reinstated in words such as 'colour,' 'favour,' 'labour' and 'neighbour.' Likewise, you will learn to spell 'doughnut' without skipping half the letters, and the suffix '-ize' will be replaced by the suffix '-ise.' Generally, you will be expected to raise your vocabulary to acceptable levels. (look up 'vocabulary').
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2. Using the same twenty-seven words interspersed with filler noises such as ''like' and 'you know' is an unacceptable and inefficient form of communication. There is no such thing as U.S. English. We will let Microsoft know on your behalf. The Microsoft spell-checker will be adjusted to take into account the reinstated letter 'u'' and the elimination of '-ize.'
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3. July 4th will no longer be celebrated as a holiday.
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4. You will learn to resolve personal issues without using guns, lawyers, or therapists. The fact that you need so many lawyers and therapists shows that you're not quite ready to be independent. Guns should only be used for shooting grouse. If you can't sort things out without suing someone or speaking to a therapist, then you're not ready to shoot grouse.
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5. Therefore, you will no longer be allowed to own or carry anything more dangerous than a vegetable peeler. Although a permit will be required if you wish to carry a vegetable peeler in public.
----------------------
6. All intersections will be replaced with roundabouts, and you will start driving on the left side with immediate effect. At the same time, you will go metric with immediate effect and without the benefit of conversion tables. Both roundabouts and metrication will help you understand the British sense of humour.
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7. The former USA will adopt UK prices on petrol (which you have been calling gasoline) of roughly $10/US gallon. Get used to it.
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8. You will learn to make real chips. Those things you call French fries are not real chips, and those things you insist on calling potato chips are properly called crisps. Real chips are thick cut, fried in animal fat, and dressed not with catsup but with vinegar.
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9. The cold, tasteless stuff you insist on calling beer is not actually beer at all. Henceforth, only proper British Bitter will be referred to as beer, and European brews of known and accepted provenance will be referred to as Lager. South African beer is also acceptable, as they are pound for pound the greatest sporting nation on earth and it can only be due to the beer. They are also part of the British Commonwealth - see what it did for them. American brands will be referred to as Near-Frozen Gnat's Urine, so that all can be sold without risk of further confusion.
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10. Hollywood will be required occasionally to cast English actors as good guys. Hollywood will also be required to cast English actors to play English characters. Watching Andie Macdowell attempt English dialect in Four Weddings and a Funeral was an experience akin to having one's ears removed with a cheese grater.
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11. You will cease playing American football. There is only one kind of proper football; you call it soccer. Those of you brave enough will, in time, be allowed to play rugby (which has some similarities to American football, but does not involve stopping for a rest every twenty seconds or wearing full kevlar body armour like a bunch of nancies).
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12. Further, you will stop playing baseball. It is not reasonable to host an event called the World Series for a game which is not played outside of America. Since only 2.1% of you are aware there is a world beyond your borders, your error is understandable. You will learn cricket, and we will let you face the South Africans first to take the sting out of their deliveries.
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13.. You must tell us who killed JFK. It's been driving us mad.
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14. An internal revenue agent (i.e. tax collector) from Her Majesty's Government will be with you shortly to ensure the acquisition of all monies due (backdated to 1776).
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15. Daily Tea Time begins promptly at 4 p.m. with proper cups, with saucers, and never mugs, with high quality biscuits (cookies) and cakes; plus strawberries (with cream) when in season.
God Save the Queen!
PS: Only share this with friends who have a good sense of humour (NOT humor)!
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