Muley

Hola Sofia, My daughter is taking her GCSE in Spanish this year and could do with some extra tuition to help with her studies. We were hoping you would be available to do a face to face session with her, probably for about an hour or two a week and hopefully at the weekend, but we would need to work out the details. Please let me know your availability- it?s probably better to call or text. My name is Ian Hetherington, my number is 07949 592867, and my daughter?s name is Amba. We are on Crystal Palace Road in East Dulwich. Looking forward to hearing from you, Best wishes, Ian

Another recommendation for Gary. First off, my mother in law has a flat that had been trashed by previous tenants and it needed to be redecorated asap, ready to be let out again. Gary pulled out all the stops, even working evenings and weekends to get it ready. It was all done in a matter of days and looks fantastic. We then got him back to repaint the front of our house. This turned out to have some nasty unexpected surprises, with a lot of the plasterwork in the porch blown and damp brickwork underneath. He stripped it back to the brick, treated the damp, replastered and redecorated everything, all looking good as new. Cracking job. I?d have no hesitation in recommending Gary- he?s has a ?can do? attitude and does great work at a very reasonable price.

Crochet. Bloody crochet. Also, having so many cushions on a chair or sofa that you can hardly even SEE the seat or sofa. Especially irritating if the cushion covers are made of BLOODY CROCHET.

Loz Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I thought I once passed a restaurant called Lahore > House, but Google seems to think it doesn't exist, > which is a shame. The Lahore Kebab House was a favourite ours when we lived in Whitechapel. We always called it the La Kebab Whorehouse. It's just off Commercial Street, next to Flick Fashions, whose signage put the L and the I in flick too close together.

Don't bother going up the Shard, far too pricey. Go to the Skygarden instead. It's free, far nicer and you can take a picnic if you like. When you're that high up it doesn't if the Shard is that bit higher, the view is still amazing (and you might be able to see your house from up there)!

They've made a complete pigs ear of disabled parking. A large area facing the car park is closed off by temporary heras fencing around the new playground site, forcing anyone who wants to get to the cafe to go way down around the back of the old 1 o'clock club huts and around to the front to the cafe entrance, quite a hike if you have mobility issues. There is a direct route from the new car park to the cafe, via the old car park site, which I used back in May or early June. This cut-through is also enclosed by heras fencing, but a gate has since been installed and is now kept locked. The fencing seems to separate the site from the access route, so couldn't it be left unlocked? Also, some temporary signage giving directions would be helpful as that car park does feel in the middle of nowhere, disconnected from the rest of the Rye.

Never used the P13 but frequently encounter it when driving up Whateley Road, and they are the only bus drivers who will cheerfully pull in to let other drivers past or acknowledge you if you pull in to let them pass. Most buses would carve up the traffic without a second thought. Good work guys!

Louisa Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > This thread has simply become rather ridiculous. > > Considerate youngsters can ride bikes on > pavements, nothing to see here folks. Blimey, for once I find myself in agreement with Louisa. And edhistory, speaking of legality what about the (usually ignored) legal obligation of drivers to observe the speed limit and to be considerate of other road users? Could that be why parents have their children cycling on the pavement? It's simple cause and effect, so if you want to make an issue of legality then perhaps start here. Personally when out walking I've never experienced anything but courtesy and consideration from kids and their parents cycling on the pavement, and I walk very slowly and unsteadily on crutches (due incidentally to a catastrophic spinal cord injury caused by a car turning suddenly into my path when cycling).

And make the foxes pay for it? Personally, I'll be water boarding any squirrels entering my garden.

For many years I went to see, or at least phoned, my mother on her birthday, October 28th. It was only after she passed away that my Dad told me that her birthday was actually on the 23rd and that I'd been getting it wrong for the last 20 years or so, but she found it hilarious and made him promise not to say anything to me! Sadly she died a few weeks before the arrival of my daughter, her longed-for first grandchild. When she did eventually arrive, my daughter was born 10 days after she was due. On October the 28th.

Indeed. Don't let the sound of your own wheels drive you crazy.

Spiders. Specifically the ones that constantly spin webs between car doors and wing mirrors, and seem to be impervious to blazing sun, freezing cold, driving rain, car washes or the impact of the wind at high speed on motorway journeys. Destroy one web and a new one will be there next time you look, yet you will never get to see the beast. Just go and live in the garden where you will be tolerated, welcomed even. JUST GET THE F*CK AWAY FROM MY BLOODY CAR WILL YOU!

I live on Crystal Palace Road. Yesterday I came home with the decapitated corpse of a chicken. Then I ate it's liver with some fava beans and a fine Chianti.

Louisa Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > Seabag we agree on something!!! > > Cream/soft cheese for me, or even a nice Brie. > Would compliment the raisens and orange peel > perfectly. > > Louisa. Brie. Brie? BRIE? Brie as in fancy, faffy, condescending, patronising FRENCH cheese? What you want is a big chunky slice of proper Chedder in yer buns. What are you, a hipster or something?

Just had Brad and his team working on the interior of our flat. They did a great job, with a great deal of attention to the preparation work leading to a great quality finish. Brad was also very helpful when snags arose during the work (as they often do)- dealing with a large crack in the wall discovered when the plaster was stripped away, and also recommending a good plumber to install a new bathroom. We'll be getting him back again to do the exterior work. Highly recommended.

Bob Buzzard Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > My brother is coming to stay for Christmas and > says he wants a peasant - I want turkey - might > have to get both. Do they have fresh game at WR > does anyone know? I also want a peasant. To eat the scraps from our table after Christmas dinner and then do the washing up.

Thanks for all the responses. I've had a few PMs from experienced builders and from an eminent forum member who had the same problem and called in a structural engineer to check it out. So it turns out that plenty of Victorian houses were chucked up with internal partition walls not fixed back to external walls, and load bearing stud work walls with brickwork infill were not uncommon. It's the timber frame rather than the brickwork that provides the structural support. In this case the advice is to fill the crack with mortar, possibly tie back the wall with brackets (but not absolutely necessary) and plaster over once the mortar has dried. Thanks to all who took the time to share their experience and expertise. Seems to me this is the EDF at its finest.

Could anyone help with some advice on this- When stripping back old plaster to an upstairs internal partition wall to redo it we found a large crack. The wall is between the stairs and back bedroom in an end of terrace Victorian house. It's timber stud work framing with brick infill and supports roof timbers above. The cracking is where the wall meets the external wall and is probably caused by historical movement/settlement. The thing is, where the plaster has been stripped back the partition wall doesn't seem to be tied back to the external wall. We're reluctant to take more plaster off in case it weakens the wall. Anyone know if the cracking is a problem, and should the partition wall be tied back to the external? Any advice would be gratefully received.

I was recommended magnesium tablets for muscle stiffness, so went into Healthmatters on LL for a look at the weekend. They do topical magnesium muscle rub cremes for about a tenner, if that's any good?

Growing up near the coast in South Wales in the 60's I remember seeing Concord on some of its early test flights over the Bristol Channel once or twice. An awe inspiring sight, especially for a young lad back then. It was like a glimpse of the future. Then a few years back, working in offices overlooking the Thames, I saw the dismantled Concord being floated down the river on barges (I think to be put on display in a museum somewhere?) God, it made me feel old!

Regardless of the grammatical niceties Louisa is right- it's bloody irritating. *Did I really just say 'Louisa is right'?

Louisa Wrote: Having said that, it's still less patronising than anything sold at local boulangeries aimed at winding people like myself up for no reason other than entertainment purposes. OK then, we've established that certain baked goods (particularly those of Continental origin) make you feel patronised, but now it's almost that time of year to face the thorny issue of the mince pie... Certainly they're home-grown, nothing to complain about there... BUT, do you go with the bland, mass produced cack of Mr Kipling etc, the condescension of the supermarket 'premium' ranges ("Taste the Difference"? Yeah, about two quid extra a box, that's the bloody difference. "Finest" range? Really? If that's the finest you can do you can just f*ck right off). Or do you go all artisan with the likes of Gail's, Konditor and Cooke, etc and pay a shitload per individual pie? Fairly tasty, but leaving a vaguely hollow feeling of foolishness for having paid well over the odds for something that surely can't require a huge amount of skill to produce? I may just go to Fortnums or Harrods for mine. If I'm gonna be ripped off I'm doing it properly, and might even get a tasty pie out of it

South Wales 1978- me and a mate having short hair and wearing straight leg jeans was enough to mark us out as punks to a gang of angry long haired, faded denim flares-wearing Quo fans, so obviously needing a good beating. Happy days.

Re. games in the Lounge... see the title for the Lounge on the homepage? "The place to relax and chat about anything... It's up to you". Think of it as the equivalent of the crossword or astrology section at the back of the papers. You may think they're cack but plenty of people like them so if you don't, walk on by. They may not have the same banter as the football section but that's not the point of them, is it? You twat.