If t'mods ever go with this, I'd like Daphne Moon, please. Close enough.
Used to hear the military live fire exercises on the southern Dartmoor range (Okehampton Camp) in our village which was a good 18 miles away at least.
If the air is still or the wind is in the right direction we can hear exercises on Salisbury Plain, but those tend to last for hours, not just the one strange ‘bang.’ It’s quite eerie hearing those far-off ‘booms’. Like a faraway battle.
Found an email from March 2020 acknowledging my purchase of said computer from Ebay for £189.99 and a follow up message from the Vendor saying the listing had been incorrect (2nd gen processor and not stated 3rd gen) and asking if I would accept a £30 discount ? (yes).
I've done similar. I bought a 'new' laptop (I didn't really buy it, I obtained it from an offspring who was no longer using it) some years ago, because my laptop wasn't working, then I discovered that the original laptop only wasn't working because it needed a new charger. The laptop itself was fine. So I bought a new charger and laid the new laptop aside for when the first laptop finally gave up the ghost (which was only about six months later).
If I recall, her accent was a bit hard to pin down*, being some vague distance north (and slightly west) of where I live.
I think (just in general, not specific to her voice/accent!!) that would be a rather-desirable aspiration!
And John Mahoney actually IS from Manchester!I think (just in general, not specific to her voice/accent!!) that would be a rather-desirable aspiration!
Daphne is lovely: I've always adored everything about her (and the actor that plays her, Janet Leeves) mainly via that flawed-but-fantastic TV show 'Frasier'.
But I never knew until now, looking at her Wiki entry, that she actually comes from Ilford in Essex (decidedly-south, forsooth!). I find this a highly-strange discovery (ok, I accept I'm late to the party, but...) since her pivotally-significant accent as Daphne in Frasier sounds as if she's genuinely-native to quite a few hundred of miles north of her actual point of origin.
In fact: I had (wrongly) decided, in a subconscious philological analysis, that she was probably a Yorkshire lass who'd moved early in her life to somewhere north of Manchester.
This discovery of falsity is disproportionately-unsettling for me: probably because it runs against my instinctive in-good-faith presumptions about people (even artificial ones). Also, in Frasier, nothing is ever directly-explained: instead, rather like a challenging new workplace, all characters must be (at first) learnt and understood by the viewer- and then they become trusted intimates of close understanding (this is to some extent true of all episodic sitcoms- but in Frasier, it's a fundamental precept).
This Daphne accent discovery (for me) is almost like the level of petty betrayal in finding-out that the neighbour you've always had a crush on is actually an android...
I think it's mainly because I find classic TV sitcoms incredibly-relaxing to watch, because of their predictable uncomplicated harmless niceness in a real-world of... (fairly-frequent) random complex harmful badness. And, always accepting that whilst they constantly tell us the little lies of theatre that do not matter, fundamentally they are the vessels of an admirable sort of truth.
A hardly-surprising self-evidencing conclusion; but: clearly a more-shaky edifice (internally, for me) than I might've expected.
TLDR- I thought she were proper north, and she's not: am pure gutted, 'natch
Could have been much worse;It's not really strange, but it certainly woke me up ! There is a large (2ft diameter at least) bright blue ball appeared in my back garden. OK, it looks like a circus prop or something, and has probably escaped from my neighbour's store.
It was quite concerning in the 30 seconds or so it took me to work out what it was
The ball has gone this morning. I didn't move it. Blown somewhere else, i suppose, although it was in a dead spot. (By which I mean where wind blown stuff normally comes to rest).
I used to have one of these big inflatable ball things to sit on. They are supposed to do good things for the posture and balance and work the core at the same time - I think mine was called a gym ball.
Probably. I bought it for sitting at to work at a desk, but I didn't much enjoy the sensation, so even without the sciatica its days were numbered.
Don't forget how all her brothers have different accents!I think (just in general, not specific to her voice/accent!!) that would be a rather-desirable aspiration!
Daphne is lovely: I've always adored everything about her (and the actor that plays her, Janet Leeves) mainly via that flawed-but-fantastic TV show 'Frasier'.
But I never knew until now, looking at her Wiki entry, that she actually comes from Ilford in Essex (decidedly-south, forsooth!). I find this a highly-strange discovery (ok, I accept I'm late to the party, but...) since her pivotally-significant accent as Daphne in Frasier sounds as if she's genuinely-native to quite a few hundred of miles north of her actual point of origin.
In fact: I had (wrongly) decided, in a subconscious philological analysis, that she was probably a Yorkshire lass who'd moved early in her life to somewhere north of Manchester.
This discovery of falsity is disproportionately-unsettling for me: probably because it runs against my instinctive in-good-faith presumptions about people (even artificial ones). Also, in Frasier, nothing is ever directly-explained: instead, rather like a challenging new workplace, all characters must be (at first) learnt and understood by the viewer- and then they become trusted intimates of close understanding (this is to some extent true of all episodic sitcoms- but in Frasier, it's a fundamental precept).
This Daphne accent discovery (for me) is almost like the level of petty betrayal in finding-out that the neighbour you've always had a crush on is actually an android...
I think it's mainly because I find classic TV sitcoms incredibly-relaxing to watch, because of their predictable uncomplicated harmless niceness in a real-world of... (fairly-frequent) random complex harmful badness. And, always accepting that whilst they constantly tell us the little lies of theatre that do not matter, fundamentally they are the vessels of an admirable sort of truth.
A hardly-surprising self-evidencing conclusion; but: clearly a more-shaky edifice (internally, for me) than I might've expected.
TLDR- I thought she were proper north, and she's not: am pure gutted, 'natch
Combination locks of this general style (unless of the very-highest quality) can be very prone to 'drift' regarding their set codes: especially once they've become worn & well-used.
Your knees being together?. Well there's a novelty!
You Could be right, but the numbers all clicked into place and a reset has done the job.
Oi!
Sounds like old, crumbling foam from the matress and/or pillow cases. ?
If you have back issues, it's better to invest in an ergonomic seat. It's much more expansive, but at least, it reduces the risk of letting your back lose its natural S curve, which a cheap gym ball hardly does. Doing morning exercises on a very regular basis (forever) is also a must to strengthen your back and "program" your brains to ignore some of the pain. It doesn't prevent the sciatica from coming back, but it certainly helps. A good mattress also helps, because, most people (me included) tend to sleep in bad "positions". So if you put a couple of hours on a superb seat in balance with a whole night spent in a catastrophic bed, the bed always wins, and your back suffers ...
Techy is prone to back pain, mainly due to heavy work in previous heavy occupations and later being overweight. He used to have an ice pack on his lower back every day.
