Vegas & The Aftermath - Diary

[Jac]

Thanks for the welcome and kind words.

You may be able to help me. Looks like I can finally make an SPT. The next one, at Birmingham.
Will I be able to buy in directly online?

If I can get to play and I see that you have a spare minute, I'll pop over with a latte for you and say hello.
Edit: ignore question, just seen information

[tikay]

Just caught up on the last 50 pages or so and glad to see you are maintaining your place as second best diary on Blonde  excellent contributions all round.

Living in the sticks every now and again you find yourself down the road less travelled and come across a place that although within 10 or 20 miles of your house you have never heard of and have never seen before.

This week such an occurrence when I can across this beauty - please look it up online as my pictures do it no justice at all.

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Booton Church, free for anyone to wander in, and it truly is an amazing building I don't think I have ever been so beguiled by a piece or architecture.

My questions to you, if today you were to project Manage the building of a replica church of this ilk how long would you expect it to take?  Would it even be possible?

Loved that Post.

If you wander off the beaten track almost anywhere in the UK, there really are some extraordinary & splendid buildings, & sights.

Booton Church really is a bit of an architectural oddity, see......


http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/St_Michael_the_Archangel%27s_Church,_Booton

In answer to your question.......

Yes, I think it would be possible, but the shortage of craftsmen would make it a lengthy process, in particular the stonemasons & carpenters. I guess we'd be looking at 20 years or more. But the whole point is, for beautiful structures such as this, you can't apply modern timescales or programmes - they take as long as they take, & should not be rushed to accommodate a programme.

For those not aware, in construction, a "programme" is a timeline, the building equivelant of a budget in the financial world. Gotta stick to the programme or budget, rush rush, cut cut.......

I'm still salivating at that turn of phrase you idly dropped in.....


find yourself down the road less travelled

Jeez, that is so damn good.

[tikay]

On the subject of stonemasons, I was always fascinated by the weird title given to stonemasons who specialise in memorial stones, headstones, those sort of things.

Monumental Masons.



I always somehow envisaged a Monumental Mason to be a very big mason indeed. Perhaps more in "important" than physically. 








How good a Mason are you?

Monumental, mate, monumental. I am the mofo of Masons.

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I'm still salivating at that turn of phrase you idly dropped in.....


find yourself down the road less travelled

Jeez, that is so damn good.

 

OK. On Wednesday, as yer man tikay and I were slowly wending our way back to Brighton after spending the night at Heathrow, we found ourselves with time on our hands and adventure in out hearts.
To satisfy our lust for excitement, we left the main thoroughfare at regular intervals and braved the road less travelled. Our efforts did not go unrewarded.
As well as some beautiful iron railings, a school for the blind with an unfathomable glass annex, a miniature railway with a German name, and the lake with the aforementioned cormorant, we saw something else. Something so out of place that I had to stop and take a closer look.

[tikay]

I'm still salivating at that turn of phrase you idly dropped in.....


find yourself down the road less travelled

Jeez, that is so damn good.

 

OK. On Wednesday, as yer man tikay and I were slowly wending our way back to Brighton after spending the night at Heathrow, we found ourselves with time on our hands and adventure in out hearts.
To satisfy our lust for excitement, we left the main thoroughfare at regular intervals and braved the road less travelled. Our efforts did not go unrewarded.
As well as some beautiful iron railings, a school for the blind with an unfathomable glass annex, a miniature railway with a German name, and the lake with the aforementioned cormorant, we saw something else. Something so out of place that I had to stop and take a closer look.

Very good Tom.

Just the sort of phrase I would expect you to use, to be fair. Very unusual though, but perfectly enchanting.

That Post of yours was over FIVE years ago, but I remember the journey as it it were yesterday.

How about this.....

The iron railings were the "Brighton Regency Pavilion" pattern which is repeated all across Brighton, miles & miles of it, most notably along both sides, & above, Marine Parade. The originals, from which the pattern was taken are from the Regency Pavilion.

The school for the Blind was St Dunstans, at Rottingdean. The fascination with the glass annexe was it had such a lovely cliff-top, sea-facing view. For people who were sight-impaired.........

The German Railway was the electric railway along Brighton seafront, running from the Pier, to the Marine. called "Volks" I believe. Oldest Electric Railway in the world, allegedly.  

The lake with the cormorant (which I saw again only last week), was alongside the Hickstead Hotel, where I often liked to stay when I was pokering in Brighton. I took you there for a cuppa.

The "out of place" thing you had to stop & investigate was a 1960's style caravan, all mouldy & in need of tlc. I think you may have purchased it if the bloke was at home, I seem to remember you knocked on his door & got no reply. It is no longer there, by the bye.

It is worrying that I can remember all that, but can't remember where I was yesteday, what days I'm working this week, or what I had for dinner last evening.

I went away on Friday, & "hid" a bunch of documents indoors (just stuff for the Road Tax for my car) as the Cleaner was coming, & I don't like her rustling through my private stuff.

I got home yesterday & completely forgot where I had hidden it, & went into a blind panic, as I thought I may have thrown it in the dustbin, so I ended up rooting through my wheelie bin at midnight last night.

I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night & remembered where I had hidden them. In my briefcase.

Documents found, plot definitely lost.

[tikay]

There it is, the ironwork which is peculiar to Brighton.

[Nakor]

Thanks for the reply Mr K - 20 years in today's money, amazing.  How did these people century's ago manage to plan on such grand scales? not like they could pop to Wicks and order 1000 lorry loads of church stone to be delivered a week on Thursday, you can't believe we ever managed before Prince2 experts took over the world.

Oh and I know a "monumental mason" and didn't even know it, I do wonder if he even knows that's what he is - I will ask.

Mr Dog - I had no idea you had ever written that sentence, but I guess that means you truly are an inspiration

[RED-DOG]

I'm still salivating at that turn of phrase you idly dropped in.....


find yourself down the road less travelled

Jeez, that is so damn good.

 

OK. On Wednesday, as yer man tikay and I were slowly wending our way back to Brighton after spending the night at Heathrow, we found ourselves with time on our hands and adventure in out hearts.
To satisfy our lust for excitement, we left the main thoroughfare at regular intervals and braved the road less travelled. Our efforts did not go unrewarded.
As well as some beautiful iron railings, a school for the blind with an unfathomable glass annex, a miniature railway with a German name, and the lake with the aforementioned cormorant, we saw something else. Something so out of place that I had to stop and take a closer look.

Very good Tom.

Just the sort of phrase I would expect you to use, to be fair. Very unusual though, but perfectly enchanting.

That Post of yours was over FIVE years ago, but I remember the journey as it it were yesterday.

How about this.....

The iron railings were the "Brighton Regency Pavilion" pattern which is repeated all across Brighton, miles & miles of it, most notably along both sides, & above, Marine Parade. The originals, from which the pattern was taken are from the Regency Pavilion.

The school for the Blind was St Dunstans, at Rottingdean. The fascination with the glass annexe was it had such a lovely cliff-top, sea-facing view. For people who were sight-impaired.........

The German Railway was the electric railway along Brighton seafront, running from the Pier, to the Marine. called "Volks" I believe. Oldest Electric Railway in the world, allegedly.  

The lake with the cormorant (which I saw again only last week), was alongside the Hickstead Hotel, where I often liked to stay when I was pokering in Brighton. I took you there for a cuppa.

The "out of place" thing you had to stop & investigate was a 1960's style caravan, all mouldy & in need of tlc. I think you may have purchased it if the bloke was at home, I seem to remember you knocked on his door & got no reply. It is no longer there, by the bye.

It is worrying that I can remember all that, but can't remember where I was yesteday, what days I'm working this week, or what I had for dinner last evening.

I went away on Friday, & "hid" a bunch of documents indoors (just stuff for the Road Tax for my car) as the Cleaner was coming, & I don't like her rustling through my private stuff.

I got home yesterday & completely forgot where I had hidden it, & went into a blind panic, as I thought I may have thrown it in the dustbin, so I ended up rooting through my wheelie bin at midnight last night.

I suddenly woke up in the middle of the night & remembered where I had hidden them. In my briefcase.

Documents found, plot definitely lost.

That's quite amazing. Not just the level of recall, but also quality of that piece, especially consitering the time constraints.



I have little or no short term memory for certain things these days, amd there are also gaping holes in my long term memory. I could quote you a 100 examples.

I was demonstrating to a potential customer how to make up the bed in the camper. I've done it a hundred times, but on this occasion I couldn't remember how.

I was pitching an idea to some funders about making a DVD aimed at older Gypsy men to make them aware of the importance of getting checked for the early signs of Prostate cancer. The trouble was, I couldn't remember the word 'prostate'. I made a complete fool of myself.

I had to take some importance paperwork with me to a meeting. I fretted so much about forgetting them that I got out of bed and put them on the passenger seat in my van.

The next day, I went to the meeting...  In Mrs Red's car.

[RED-DOG]

Thanks for the reply Mr K - 20 years in today's money, amazing.  How did these people century's ago manage to plan on such grand scales? not like they could pop to Wicks and order 1000 lorry loads of church stone to be delivered a week on Thursday, you can't believe we ever managed before Prince2 experts took over the world.

Oh and I know a "monumental mason" and didn't even know it, I do wonder if he even knows that's what he is - I will ask.

Mr Dog - I had no idea you had ever written that sentence, but I guess that means you truly are an inspiration

I'm sure you didn't.

FWIW I probably subconsciously plagiarised it too.

[tikay]

A friend just sent me a PM, we were doing some private staking business.

He said....

"You are my boldest staker".

I was quite taken aback by that, flattered too, I think.

I had planned to buy 5% of his action, but decided to double it on the strength of boldest.

So I replied accordingly.

He just wrote back to thank me. Then added.....

Did you notice the typo? I said "boldest", but I meant "oldest".

Talk about know your customer. Bastard has lifted my leg a treat.

[bobAlike]

Have you tried this quiz on grammar?

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/magazine-22512744

I achieved the dizzy height of 4/10

[david3103]

The Road Not Taken

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.


Robert Frost

[mulhuzz]

Robert Frost ITT.

Delightful.

[Nakor]

Arts and culture in the thread, which diary am I in?

[RED-DOG]

Arts and culture in the thread, which diary am I in?

The diary less travelled.