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visit me at idigress dot org. pix and moosick and stuff. especially stuff.
for your informacja, jestem living in poland, stealing their jobs and shagging their women at the mo
(well, one of each of those, ackshirley)
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visit me at idigress dot org. pix and moosick and stuff. especially stuff.
for your informacja, jestem living in poland, stealing their jobs and shagging their women at the mo
(well, one of each of those, ackshirley)
do zobaczenia!
| B | Brainy |
| L | Lovable |
| Y | Yucky |
| E | Emotional |
| R | Rounded |
| K | Kind |
| I | Inspirational |
| T | Terrific |
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The King has fans everywhere
ta for the FP, sorry I had to take the big one down - it's on a server at the office :@ )
(Mon 18th Aug 2003, 11:46, More)
ta for the FP, sorry I had to take the big one down - it's on a server at the office :@ )
(Mon 18th Aug 2003, 11:46, More)
God's new apprentice
struggled with the instructions.
*edit*ahhhhhhh! sweet FP! Ta, MD!
(Sun 22nd Jun 2003, 23:18, More)
struggled with the instructions.
*edit*ahhhhhhh! sweet FP! Ta, MD!
(Sun 22nd Jun 2003, 23:18, More)
Last Post then off to bed...
"Faster, bitch, faster!"
Lordy! What a day! :@ )
(Tue 17th Jun 2003, 0:35, More)
"Faster, bitch, faster!"
Lordy! What a day! :@ )
(Tue 17th Jun 2003, 0:35, More)
Poets these days
have it easy.
FP! Oh joy! I haven't slept for 23 days, you know....
(Wed 28th May 2003, 23:25, More)
have it easy.
FP! Oh joy! I haven't slept for 23 days, you know....
(Wed 28th May 2003, 23:25, More)
How bout dis?
OMG! First FP! Thank you all, and thank you Magic Donkey.
*happy sigh*
(Wed 21st May 2003, 17:11, More)
OMG! First FP! Thank you all, and thank you Magic Donkey.
*happy sigh*
(Wed 21st May 2003, 17:11, More)
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» Expensive Mistakes
So long ago it was almost in another life
and strickerly speaking I was only an innocent bystander.. anyway I worked for a while as a paint inspector for an engineering agency. I had no quals or experience, but if you can get a nice uncle to write you a CV and put it in the right hands for you, you just keep your mouth shut, read the spec and get on with it.
I had to inspect the paint on a heater being made in Scunthorpe. "How expensive could that be?" I hear you ask, because I have a vivid imagination. This heater was for crude oil about to be processed by an onshore reception plant on the coast of Scotland, it was three big fuckoff steel boxes on legs, lined with refractory concrete, filled with tailor-made pipes, topped off by a monty great funnel chimney thing, with gas burners between the legs. When built, it was about 140ft high.
The paint job was done by a company famous (in that industry) for big engineering paint jobs, and the boss man wasn't going to take any notice of the fresh-faced young inspector from the client telling him that it had failed each and every step of the whole painting process from the first shotblast to the last coat. "Don't worry sonny, it'll pass on site!" he smirked.
When they finally got this monster ($$$$) painted ($$$$) and onto the huge lowloader ($$$) and inched it slowly ($$$) up to Peterhead, it failed the onsite inspection. I was then flown ($$) along with various representatives of all the companies invlolved ($$$) who all agreed (except for the smirker) that it failed cos it was a crap paint job.
This meant it had to be scaffolded on site ($$$) shotblast with non-renewable grit ($$$) and repainted ($$$$) under weatherproof sheeting ($$$). This meant it was 10 days late for commissioning which set the whole plant back ($$$$$$).
When the dust had settled and all was back to normal, an engineer switched on the burners at the bottom. He did this without opening the butterfly valve in the monty great funnel on top. The entire top third of the heater ( a steel funnel chimney and a 45-ton box lined with concrete and full of pipes) blew off and flew 60 yards away, narrowly missing several other expensive structures, so the whole place came grinding to a halt while another heater was ordered, fabricated, painted, shipped, erected, tested and commissioned ($$$$$$$$$$).
The odd thing is, that I was the only person involved who had no qualifications (I'm really a musician), and the only one who didn't actually fuck up at some stage.
So I shouldn't have posted this at all. Sorry :@ )
(Mon 29th Oct 2007, 12:23, More)
So long ago it was almost in another life
and strickerly speaking I was only an innocent bystander.. anyway I worked for a while as a paint inspector for an engineering agency. I had no quals or experience, but if you can get a nice uncle to write you a CV and put it in the right hands for you, you just keep your mouth shut, read the spec and get on with it.
I had to inspect the paint on a heater being made in Scunthorpe. "How expensive could that be?" I hear you ask, because I have a vivid imagination. This heater was for crude oil about to be processed by an onshore reception plant on the coast of Scotland, it was three big fuckoff steel boxes on legs, lined with refractory concrete, filled with tailor-made pipes, topped off by a monty great funnel chimney thing, with gas burners between the legs. When built, it was about 140ft high.
The paint job was done by a company famous (in that industry) for big engineering paint jobs, and the boss man wasn't going to take any notice of the fresh-faced young inspector from the client telling him that it had failed each and every step of the whole painting process from the first shotblast to the last coat. "Don't worry sonny, it'll pass on site!" he smirked.
When they finally got this monster ($$$$) painted ($$$$) and onto the huge lowloader ($$$) and inched it slowly ($$$) up to Peterhead, it failed the onsite inspection. I was then flown ($$) along with various representatives of all the companies invlolved ($$$) who all agreed (except for the smirker) that it failed cos it was a crap paint job.
This meant it had to be scaffolded on site ($$$) shotblast with non-renewable grit ($$$) and repainted ($$$$) under weatherproof sheeting ($$$). This meant it was 10 days late for commissioning which set the whole plant back ($$$$$$).
When the dust had settled and all was back to normal, an engineer switched on the burners at the bottom. He did this without opening the butterfly valve in the monty great funnel on top. The entire top third of the heater ( a steel funnel chimney and a 45-ton box lined with concrete and full of pipes) blew off and flew 60 yards away, narrowly missing several other expensive structures, so the whole place came grinding to a halt while another heater was ordered, fabricated, painted, shipped, erected, tested and commissioned ($$$$$$$$$$).
The odd thing is, that I was the only person involved who had no qualifications (I'm really a musician), and the only one who didn't actually fuck up at some stage.
So I shouldn't have posted this at all. Sorry :@ )
(Mon 29th Oct 2007, 12:23, More)
» Fancy Dress
I was going out with a lass in sheffield
who had a bit of a "rugby follower" sense of humour.
She invited me to a fancy dress party, and I was under the impression that it was at the flat of one of her similarly minded mates.
It turned out to be a family party with several generations present.
Needless to say I was the only party goer who turned up dressed as a used tampon.
(Sun 15th Jan 2006, 14:13, More)
I was going out with a lass in sheffield
who had a bit of a "rugby follower" sense of humour.
She invited me to a fancy dress party, and I was under the impression that it was at the flat of one of her similarly minded mates.
It turned out to be a family party with several generations present.
Needless to say I was the only party goer who turned up dressed as a used tampon.
(Sun 15th Jan 2006, 14:13, More)
» Best Films Ever
The SOM
I'm serious - the Sound of Music is a great film. I was in Amsterdam for a stag weekend a few years ago, and was renting an apartment with four other blokes. It came time to think about going out for the Saturday late afternoon drinking/smoking shift, when lo and behold! The SOM on dutch telly!
"I'll catch up with you guys, I haven't seen this for a couple of years..."
Cue massive pisstaking, from 4 guys looking over my shoulder and seeing what I was about to settle down to.
"Fuck off, the lot of you" I replied, politely.
An hour later, I turned around to find 3 of the 4 still standing, watching over my shoulder.
Even better, when we later caught up with no. 4, who had joined the rest of the pack, he admitted that he had left after 45 mins because we were coming up to a bit that "always makes me cry".
I rest my case.
(Fri 18th Jul 2008, 11:32, More)
The SOM
I'm serious - the Sound of Music is a great film. I was in Amsterdam for a stag weekend a few years ago, and was renting an apartment with four other blokes. It came time to think about going out for the Saturday late afternoon drinking/smoking shift, when lo and behold! The SOM on dutch telly!
"I'll catch up with you guys, I haven't seen this for a couple of years..."
Cue massive pisstaking, from 4 guys looking over my shoulder and seeing what I was about to settle down to.
"Fuck off, the lot of you" I replied, politely.
An hour later, I turned around to find 3 of the 4 still standing, watching over my shoulder.
Even better, when we later caught up with no. 4, who had joined the rest of the pack, he admitted that he had left after 45 mins because we were coming up to a bit that "always makes me cry".
I rest my case.
(Fri 18th Jul 2008, 11:32, More)
» Get Rich Quick
Move
to Poland, where you get paid 3X the national average wage, just for being English.
I shit you not.
I have no teaching qualifications, just a reasonable education and a moderately interesting CV. I can splel most of the tiem.
I teach for 25 hours a week. I can afford a flat in the capital, constant beer and a non-working girlfriend 25yrs younger than me. I am in the top 20% of Polish earners. I can even afford to play jazz without worrying about the fact that the money is piss-poor. I have done NOTHING to deserve this.
The only drawback - when you pop back to blighty, your zloty ain't worth sheeyit. Solution: don't pop back to blighty, invite friends & rellies to visit and spend their powerful pounds over here :@ )
Length? Ten months, so far...
(Fri 1st Aug 2008, 10:19, More)
Move
to Poland, where you get paid 3X the national average wage, just for being English.
I shit you not.
I have no teaching qualifications, just a reasonable education and a moderately interesting CV. I can splel most of the tiem.
I teach for 25 hours a week. I can afford a flat in the capital, constant beer and a non-working girlfriend 25yrs younger than me. I am in the top 20% of Polish earners. I can even afford to play jazz without worrying about the fact that the money is piss-poor. I have done NOTHING to deserve this.
The only drawback - when you pop back to blighty, your zloty ain't worth sheeyit. Solution: don't pop back to blighty, invite friends & rellies to visit and spend their powerful pounds over here :@ )
Length? Ten months, so far...
(Fri 1st Aug 2008, 10:19, More)
» Near Death Experiences
I had a five-year old child
shot out of my arms in a small village near Brno.
That sucks.
No really, it does.
(Mon 29th Nov 2004, 23:23, More)
I had a five-year old child
shot out of my arms in a small village near Brno.
That sucks.
No really, it does.
(Mon 29th Nov 2004, 23:23, More)