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Things that irritate me

I like to watch 'Homes Under the Hammer' when I'm in the house with nothing to do. Today I find the BBC have brought in as a presenter the Welsh bint from, I think, The One Show - never watch it as hate her. She is bringing nothing to this show, in fact she looks right out of her comfort zone. Please Beeb - get rid of her! Irritated AND annoyed!
Saw that too. She was only there as a guest presenter for the 20th anniversary along with Lawrence Llewelyn Bowen. Normal service will be resumed.
 
Still would though
I'd have to make our I'm a bit kinky (a bit!) and insist she wears this.
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And I in turn like to wear these.
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She's the audio equivalent of a double bagger.


Edited spelling.
 
People living in council housing who are totally unwilling to help themselves.



Two interviews on Shropshire Radio.



  1. Older woman , 50ies, living in council housing , the council contractors have “ failed” in fixing anything,


Mould in the bathroom, re paint everything , etc. She moved out and is staying with family.



During the interview , stated ……. “ This is giving me mental health issues.”



  1. Younger woman with new born baby. Same complaints as before.


Mould in the bathroom, re paint everything , etc. She moved out and is staying with family.



During the interview , stated ……. “ This is giving me mental health issues.”



Also stated that she has very bad sleeping conditions as she has to sleep in the same bedroom as her two brothers.



“My bigger brother ,16 years old has to sleep on the floor” it’s effecting him as well”.





Me,Me, Me , woke folk.



How would she manage growing up like I,we did. Winter, ice on the inside of the window glass, one coal fire to warm the whole house , sleeping on the floor every time a relative stayed over, one night or twenty , having an outside toilet etc.

Rant over .
Has been discussed here before.
As I wrote at the time, one thing I noticed in the UK was the fug in many homes.
A combination of warm air, moisture from shower, tumble drier, damp clothing, and no ventilation etc.
No windows open, central heating on full, folk wandering about in shirtsleeves.
No wonder mould thrives.
Oh, scrubbing with bleach, or specific mould cleaning stuff, helps. You dozy lazy shytebags.
 
Current crop of radio adverts , rhyming , not very good or singing promoting every thing from burgers and eye surgery to prostate care, "There was a man from Dundee who went for a pee....... " and Christmas stuff even worse, for some reason the Scottish health system's egg and sperm donor advert I know its for a good reason but the standard of presentation leaves a lot to be desired.
Yes I am a grumpy auld git.
 
Has been discussed here before.
As I wrote at the time, one thing I noticed in the UK was the fug in many homes.
A combination of warm air, moisture from shower, tumble drier, damp clothing, and no ventilation etc.
No windows open, central heating on full, folk wandering about in shirtsleeves.
No wonder mould thrives.
Oh, scrubbing with bleach, or specific mould cleaning stuff, helps. You dozy lazy shytebags.

I mentally switched my internal voice to Laurence Olivier just to ensure I caught the full impact of your immaculate prose.

Might have to change that last word for something a little more Shakespearian, though - maybe, “rankest compounds of villainous smells that ever offended nostril”?

(I was minded to suggest “leathern-jerkin, crystal-button, knot-pated, agatering, puke-stocking, caddis-garter, smooth-tongue, Spanish pouch!” but it comes across as a little bit too Seussian rather than Bardic)

When a fox is in the bottle where the tweetle beetles battle
with their paddles in a puddle on a noodle-eating poodle,
THIS is what they call...

...a tweetle beetle noodle poodle bottled paddled
muddled duddled, fuddled wuddled fox in socks, sir!


 
Pulled in at a layby just outside Girvan to watch the cloud forming over Ailsa Craig, and decided to grab a roll and cup of tea from the snack bar.

Ordered a link-sausage bap - no links. Everyone runs out of links whenever I ask for a sausage sarnie or bap (I suppose it's a for-Lorne hope asking in the first place).

So, I opted for a fried egg roll instead.

Naturally, I forgot why they're called egg banjos. Naturally, I also, for the first time ever, forgot to do up the zip on my jacket pocket where I keep my wallet. So, equally naturally, I end up with egg yoke running into the pocket. Precision-guided munitions have got nothing on the accuracy of runny yellow stuff; the pocket was almost completely closed, yet the egg still found its target.

Oh, and it was the first time ever I've eaten an egg roll whilst I was sporting a beard.

Hey ho.
 
Pulled in at a layby just outside Girvan to watch the cloud forming over Ailsa Craig, and decided to grab a roll and cup of tea from the snack bar.

Ordered a link-sausage bap - no links. Everyone runs out of links whenever I ask for a sausage sarnie or bap (I suppose it's a for-Lorne hope asking in the first place).

So, I opted for a fried egg roll instead.

Naturally, I forgot why they're called egg banjos. Naturally, I also, for the first time ever, forgot to do up the zip on my jacket pocket where I keep my wallet. So, equally naturally, I end up with egg yoke running into the pocket. Precision-guided munitions have got nothing on the accuracy of runny yellow stuff; the pocket was almost completely closed, yet the egg still found its target.

Oh, and it was the first time ever I've eaten an egg roll whilst I was sporting a beard.

Hey ho.
Messi walt
 
TV announcers, or whatever they are called these days who speak in a glottol stop laden estuary accented manner. Seems to have infested all channels. Grr...
Not quite sure how I made this rant an appendage to @excogfootball orientated comment. Fatfingers me....
 
Glad that you got it well done that man take tomorrow off

It was easy, really. I just put two and two together and got twenty-two, then divided by two and got eleven - "Ah hah!"... I thought, "A reference to that game they put on TV to get cats to swipe the players off the screen". After that, it was obvious.



I'm not a wendyball follower myself, but my brother is. I was going to ring him to further clue me in, but he's a lifelong Man Utd fan, and I didn't want to irritate him by mentioning the word "football".
 
Cats. All farkingg summer yowling their heads of. Now doing it again. I could hear them over the TV. Went out in the lane and there’s two of the things having a stand off on the bottom of my drive. One from next door. Again. The noise a cat can make!
And my wainquier neighbours complain when my dog barks. Pups was fast asleep until 10 minutes ago. She’s now asleep on my toes.
If they complain about the interim dog activity, I might lose it.
 
Drove to a nearby mega shopping centre earlier today.

While I was driving through the car park, I saw two people walking towards a zebra crossing . I pulled up at the crossing just when they were in line with my drivers side window, about a metre away from the actual crossing. They stopped and looked at me through the window for about 5 seconds while I waited for them to cross, then turned and walked behind my car. They still ended up in exactly the same entryway that the crossing lead to.

Still baffled about the whole thing.
 
Cats. All farkingg summer yowling their heads of. Now doing it again. I could hear them over the TV. Went out in the lane and there’s two of the things having a stand off on the bottom of my drive. One from next door. Again. The noise a cat can make!
And my wainquier neighbours complain when my dog barks. Pups was fast asleep until 10 minutes ago. She’s now asleep on my toes.
If they complain about the interim dog activity, I might lose it.
I believe there is a thing called a dog lead which should help with that. :p
One end fastened around the dogs neck, the other end can be held or secured somewhere.

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