Huguenot

Hmph. Doggerell. ;-) Nice try, but I'm looking for poetry and baldness. I want to hear guys talking with chutzpah about scalps. Come on baldies!

Nobody will disagree with that sentiment I'm sure. Tremendously succesful campaign. It's about diminishing returns, there's plenty else to focus on... Now, about cars....

But maybe it's about the thinning hair ;-) Anyone else?

;-) So, reading this... Homeward bound the ploughman plods his weary way. Beautiful, a pleasure to read and say. Rhythmn and cadence. HOMEward BOUND the PLOUGHman PLODS his WEARy WAY Almost iambic pentameter, but graceful, and beautiful to read. The bullshit technical description is irrelevant compared with the sheer pleasure of the melody in your mind when reading it. This is good stuff. How then, our own? Ted Max, brilliant. His prose is a pleasure to read. *Bob*? Astounding. But both of them convey an amazing grasp of rhythmn and cadence. Ted Max is all about surprise and pathos.

So far as I know, most of the politics at a moderator level are divergent. Administrator is viciously independent. Nowt to worry about.

Whatever. Still not bald though. Not that there's anything wrong with bald. It's just going quite quick. The post was also about poetry as well!

Ah, no bad vibes intended! You had a ladder though! ;-)

Nope, I think broadly people agree with you ;-)

I'm not going bald. I'm thinking about the drama of posting. I like to think about the rhythmn and cadence of posting. I don't always use the words I'm inclined to, because I'm trying to achieve rhythmn and cadence. Take this one... I'm obstreperous, cantakerous and just plain bloody difficult, but I'm not goind bald. Great rhythmn, it gives you a two beat demand: obSTREP orous, canTANKerous and then forces you to lie in wait for the DIFFicult with a fade away on 'I'm not going bald'. Either way, I'm not going bald. I don't post in anger, just frustration: I put my hands on my face and then run them to my my hair. I did the same thing rhythimically there, originally my post was 'up to my hair', but it had no rhythmn. Crazy eh? I'm worried about my hair thinning. Orginally I'd run my fingers through my top knot. I was called puby-head not long ago. Now I can see my scalp in the mirror. Whatever, I'm not going bald. So. At the age of forty I feel like an oldie. I'm losing my faculties, my mentalities, but I'm not going bald. I appreciate, ameliorate your issues, if you're going bald through male pattern hair loss. But my hair is longer on the sides than the top.

It won't hurt you ;-)

Ah, what a nice chap in a difficult situation!

Tax avoidance, investment, money laundering, indifference, unnotified inheritance I guess. Huge number isn't it?!! Spectacular even. I'm guessing the Concrete house is one of these?

:)) Oh well.

Oh Minkey. You don't ask some questions because you don't want to hear the answer. :'( Bear in mind that amongst its many faults, sweetcorn is also difficult to digest.

Islington? New Conservative?

Cross post.

I'm not sure you could call squatters fascists. Most squatters I've come across don't seem to be nationalist, and don't seem to believe in command and control hierarchies.

Now that is a shock, and worthy of serious political commitment. Just a note though.... ;-) I understand from various sources that some of those 5,500 homes require heavy investment to bring back into use because they were deliberately gutted of utilities (and concrete poured down loos) in order to stop squatters coming in. If that is true, it is significant irony that it is actually the action of squatters that has ensured that social housing stock is scuppered. Hoist and petards sping to mind.

I think Rockets wanted some wood for his fence? ;-)

So... On another thread someone was talking about the cost of dropping a kerb outside their house, and someone proposed a bit of pipe or wood as doing a reasonable job to save a grand. However, according to this, unless he has a dropped kerb, transiting the pathway to park his car is illegal anyway?

All good points Loz. I think tetra packs are a red herring too. I'm not sure the vision needs to make currently recycling houses to recycle more - I think there's a need to persuade non-recycling areas like battery chicken farms modern high density housing to be more recycling friendly.

Ha! Maybe you're right Woof. I should up arms and put my protest where my mouth is. How do I get in touch with that brawny warhorse? What a steed indeed.

Are squatters allowed to force entry? If so, I'm shocked. Unfortunately I don't place much trust in squatters who claim they didn't force entry, as I don't believe that people leave the door swinging in the wind. Maybe I'm cynical. Even so, let's assume they did get in without forcing it... I understand that the squatter's rights to a property only apply once they are resident, and only apply after 20-odd years? Otherwise the owner simply has to prove that they have the rights to a property. Squatters don't appear to have clear 'rights' other than to prove that the owner doesn't have the rights to live at the property and 28 days maximum to clear off. In other words the law says the squatters occupation is illegal and rather indulges them with a month's notice I also understand that the owner of a property is legally allowed to use reasonable force to evict squatters? Seems to me that our democratic government has effectively enshrined law that doesn't welcome squatting, and believes that the owner of the property deserves to have it! ;-) Everything else is just delaying tactics and obtaining proof before action.

:)) Sweetcorn. Despicable. The food of the very Devil himself.

I hate experiencing people eating with their mouth open, much as our canine friends do ;-) I can see it, but more importantly I can hear it - all that greasy slitching. Indoors or Outdoors. I even dumped a girlfriend over it, which would say on an evidence basis that I find it more disturbing than you do smoking... As with smoking outside, it's not injurious to my health, it simply attacks my senses. It makes me speed finish and leave. Unlike many though, I'm too embarassed by my intolerance to admit to it publically, or run a campaign to have gape-jawed slunchers banned from restaurants.