Reminds me of the premise for the Elephant Man.Now that is spooky Stormkahn.
My Dad pierced my Mums ears when She was carrying my sister. At full term, Sister was delivered with a freckle on each lobe exactly where He made the punctures...
Maybe this deserves it's own thread..?
It reminds me of 'My Mum got scared by a monkey when she was carrying me, and I was born with a tail!'...or summat like that.
A former poster called Merrick, now sadly long AWOL, claimed to be related to him by a couple of removes.Reminds me of the premise for the Elephant Man.
When I first started work, if I visited a house with elderly occupants I would always try and find out about their WW2 experience. One regular customer one day showed me the Military medal he had won in WW2. The school caretaker, who must have been in his 70s then at my junior school had actually served in the RN at Jutland in 1916.What seems not too long ago, was when you got talking to an old person you knew that they'd fought in, or at least been around during WW2, but now of course, you can be talking to a 78 year old who wasn't born until after.
Along with coppers and politicians getting younger (especially younger than us) it really is another way of making you feel old.
In fact, I think once the Prime Minister is younger than you, that's it.
Yes - I wish I'd asked people more about the war, especially my Granddad. According to my Gran though, the only thing he ever sunk was a toy boat in the bath, but he did tell me a few good stories about his time in Freetown, Sierra Leone.When I first started work, if I visited a house with elderly occupants I would always try and find out about their WW2 experience. One regular customer one day showed me the Military medal he had won in WW2. The school caretaker, who must have been in his 70s then at my junior school had actually served in the RN at Jutland in 1916.
None of my grandparents fought in WWII. Both grandads had reserved occupations that were already dangerous.Yes - I wish I'd asked people more about the war, especially my Granddad. According to my Gran though, the only thing he ever sunk was a toy boat in the bath, but he did tell me a few good stories about his time in Freetown, Sierra Leone.
My Great Granddad died when I was four, so of course I didn't get to hear any stories from him, although being at the Somme I don't suppose he would have wanted to talk about them anyway.
My Granddad worked in a quarry at the time (the same one where they filmed the train crash in the latest Mission Impossible film) and could have got out of enlisting as it was considered a reserved occupation.None of my grandparents fought in WWII. Both grandads had reserved occupations that were already dangerous.
One of my Mum's uncles served aboard a ship that went down. He never liked to talk about it, because it was traumatic.
Mostly peaceniks in my family.
You pointed at something on the floor?!Just recently I put my back out, resulting in three days of agony and multiple medications, due to the stupid and violent act of... pointing at something on the floor of the lounge.
You pointed at something on the floor?!
You must be some kind of athelete/adventurer type.
Are you Ranulph Fiennes?
I can only dream of reaching your heights of fitness.
At some point while asleep, your arm may have hung out from the side of the bed/couch unsupported. It's one of the reasons why I stopped sleeping in a single bed - it used to happen so often.I've woken up from a (for once) good sleep with my elbow feeling like I've hit it against a hard surface such as a wall or desk.
No bruising, no cause.
*sigh*
Back to the Ibuprofen.
I had a customer called Air Commodore Aidan MacCarthy. I was his postman for nine years from ‘86 to ‘95.What I didn’t know about him at the time was that he survived the atomic bombing of Nagasaki while he was a P.O.W. and had a very interesting military career.Yes - I wish I'd asked people more about the war, especially my Granddad. According to my Gran though, the only thing he ever sunk was a toy boat in the bath, but he did tell me a few good stories about his time in Freetown, Sierra Leone.
My Great Granddad died when I was four, so of course I didn't get to hear any stories from him, although being at the Somme I don't suppose he would have wanted to talk about them anyway.
I don't know - Lamarckism is an acquired trait of a life time whereas this is a sudden impact, that creates an echo in our young'ns - Maybe it's the same thing, maybe it's not.Isn't this rather like Lamarckism?
My dad was in the RAF in WWII. He was in the secret bunch that created dummy airfields across Britain, propped with dummy planes, trucks etc. They decoyed the Nazi bombs to drop onto empty fields away from the main targets.None of my grandparents fought in WWII. Both grandads had reserved occupations that were already dangerous.
One of my Mum's uncles served aboard a ship that went down. He never liked to talk about it, because it was traumatic.
Mostly peaceniks in my family.
Morning peeps it’s my birthday today 67 years young.
Going to play padel tennis this morning and then been taken out to lunch if I can move!!
Then a nice long nap zzzz
Have a great day.Morning peeps it’s my birthday today 67 years young.
Going to play padel tennis this morning and then been taken out to lunch if I can move!!
Then a nice long nap zzzz
Happy birthday young sir! xxxMorning peeps it’s my birthday today 67 years young.
I remember reading an account of a pilot in Coastal Command in WW2. He was in a Sunderland Flying boat and they used to do anti-sub patrols lasting 12-13 hours at a time in the North Atlantic. He said it was a pretty tedious job and they never saw anything. One day on patrol he was desperate for the toilet, which was down the far end of the plane. They were very big aircraft with a crew of 10 or so. He made his way to the far end and while he was in there the co pilot spotted a U boat periscope and gave the call to dive and drop depth charges. They dropped two depth charges and the sub dived. By the time he got back from the toilet the whole action was over and he never saw any further enemy action for the duration!My dad was in the RAF in WWII. He was in the secret bunch that created dummy airfields across Britain, propped with dummy planes, trucks etc. They decoyed the Nazi bombs to drop onto empty fields away from the main targets.
He never said much about it except to say he drove George Formby about the field once. And he had a Canadian airman come up to him at about 150 yards from the ’planes’ and say ‘Wait. Are those real?’.
Not a shot fired. I’d say he had a pretty good war.
Happy birthday! Hope you won your game and had fun.Morning peeps it’s my birthday today 67 years young.
Going to play padel tennis this morning and then been taken out to lunch if I can move!!
Then a nice long nap zzzz
Thought we were about to hear a tale of another kind of depth charge.I remember reading an account of a pilot in Coastal Command in WW2. He was in a Sunderland Flying boat and they used to do anti-sub patrols lasting 12-13 hours at a time in the North Atlantic. He said it was a pretty tedious job and they never saw anything. One day on patrol he was desperate for the toilet, which was down the far end of the plane. They were very big aircraft with a crew of 10 or so. He made his way to the far end and while he was in there the co pilot spotted a U boat periscope and gave the call to dive and drop depth charges. They dropped two depth charges and the sub dived. By the time he got back from the toilet the whole action was over and he never saw any further enemy action for the duration!
I just turned 60. I wasn't sure how I would deal with it but I lived .I turned 60 last September, and its the one decade milestone thats really hit me. Two months later I was diagnosed with heart failure/arrythmia and my daily tablet has gone from one to eight.
One bright spot was when I was told I was entitled to a free bus pass, but it turns out only in Scotland, Wales, NI and London(???) can you get one at 60 the english have to wait till they hit 66.
So yeah get off my lawn.
Two Saturn Returns.I just turned 60. I wasn't sure how I would deal with it but I lived .
I don't believe that I'm that old. I don't think like I'm old. But the daily achiness certainly is with me.
Just in reference to what I think is old, I have always thought that 30 is old. I still have not changed that viewpoint. It is. It is 30 years! A lot happens in that amount of time.
So these many 30 years more is an ancient amount of time for me.
Happy Birthday for yesterday W.M., and all the best for the coming year..you young bugger you.Morning peeps it’s my birthday today 67 years young.
Going to play padel tennis this morning and then been taken out to lunch if I can move!!
Then a nice long nap zzzz
An idle question Brownmane...do you have plans to visit your place of birth?I just turned 60. I wasn't sure how I would deal with it but I lived .
I don't believe that I'm that old. I don't think like I'm old. But the daily achiness certainly is with me.
Just in reference to what I think is old, I have always thought that 30 is old. I still have not changed that viewpoint. It is. It is 30 years! A lot happens in that amount of time.
So these many 30 years more is an ancient amount of time for me.
Happy, happy birthday! Your birthday sign is on the cusp, that means you are a Pisces/Aries.Morning peeps it’s my birthday today 67 years young.
Going to play padel tennis this morning and then been taken out to lunch if I can move!!
Then a nice long nap zzzz