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Scrap Car Buyers

admin — Wed, 09 Jun 2010 19:41:25 +0000

Scrap Car Buyers based in Wednesbury will purchase your scrap car for top cash prices. If you have an MOT failure or simply want to get rid of your old banger then Scrap Car Buyers are certainly the people to contact. Scrap car buyers offer a scrap car collection service and pay you cash on the spot 7 days per week. Visit scrap car buyers now to get a quote for having your scrap car collected within the hour. You are assured of a fast service for the removal of your scrap car and they ensure that the DVLA are informed of the vehicle being destroyed, thus leaving you with no worries about having to SORN the vehicle or getting fined.

Sad loss …

admin — Tue, 09 Feb 2010 09:46:04 +0000

Last Friday i was informed of a tragic accident to befall the family of my daughter’s other half’s business partner.

Their son tragically became entangled in the window blind at their home and subsequently passed away, aged only 3 years.

So sad and my thought’s are with the family at this dreadful time, I, like too many parent’s, know exactly how they are feeling having lost a child myself.

The blinds in question have been banned in the USA already, yet the UK still allows them to be sold. Because of this, the family have set up a website to try to make as many people aware of the issue.

You can find this website here:

Harrison Guy Joyce

Where you may leave a message of condolence. Details of a facebook petition will follow in the next few hours and will no doubt be posted on the website.

The Song For Haiti

admin — Sat, 06 Feb 2010 11:43:11 +0000

The song for Haiti has been used by so many people to try and advertise all of their own products, mostly none related. People have copied the Sky news report of it and turned it into a cash making machine, i find this unreal and hate the way that people have tried to cash in on such a dreadful tragedy.

The link below will place the video on your screen in full, showing the complete news story produced by Sky for the song. As with all Sky TV videos they insert a very short advert in first, this is fair as they are a TV company and are hosting the video free of charge. They are the people that did the filming in the first place after all.

ACT-BB-TU-HAITI-SONG-020210.flv

Once you have watched this video you will no doubt have been touched by the content and want to donate in some way.

If this is the case then why not buy the song initially as all funds go direct to the people of Haiti.

Then get along to DEC and make a donation as well. Any little amount is worth while and will help these poor tragic people.

If you are not UK based then perhaps Unicef is the place to donate.

What ever you decide to donate, large or small, please make sure that the charity is likely to give the maximum to the people of Haiti.

Casino 321 launched

admin — Thu, 04 Feb 2010 14:26:38 +0000

After many months of playing around with casino affiliate marketing i finally decided to give it a proper go and subsequently, today i launched Casino 321. I intend to make a 321 brand similar to the Rakeback Pro brand and in the coming weeks and months will be launching 321 in all sectors.

The domains are purchased and ready to go, they will all probably run on the same template in wordpress and look much the same too.

As most people know i am not the best at affiliate marketing outside of rakeback, however, this is going to be a sustained effort to place myself in reasonable shape in these other sectors.

Any programs that would like to supply me with content will be welcomed with open arms and gain a decent position within this new Casino 321 portal.

I will also be looking to work closely with both affiliate managers and other webmasters on these coming projects, so if you have an offer, idea or just want to tell me how bad the idea or sites are then feel free to get in touch.

A terrorist with subtitles

admin — Sun, 24 Jan 2010 14:34:35 +0000

This made a heavy worrying discussion quite light hearted in the end:

Made my day!

The terrorist who got quite annoyed at the need for subtitles – he did not think he needed them.

Compare The Meerkat Advert NEW From the desert to Russia

admin — Fri, 22 Jan 2010 14:31:34 +0000

One of the funniest ever television adverts and so well thought out has to be the compare the market and meerkat adverts.

Here is the latest version, where the meerkats history is catalogued. How they emigrated at great effort to Russia.

Simples!

What ever happened to Double Diamond?

admin — Fri, 22 Jan 2010 12:25:49 +0000

What ever happened to Double Diamond?

“A Double Diamond works wonders, works wonders, works wonders. A Double Diamond works wonders, so drink some today!” was the jingle for the TV adverts and very popular back in the day. I used to partake in a few of these when patronising the Cat and Fiddle public house in Great Barr, i even managed to get served when only 15 years old. Something that Fred the landlord was very strict on.

Trying to find a video of the adverts online is resulting in failure sadly and the guy at the offlicence looks at me as if i am mad when i ask for Double Diamond in a can or a bottle.

Round rooms …

admin — Thu, 21 Jan 2010 20:38:41 +0000

What corner of the room do you put your television in when you live in a lighthouse or a windmill?

Pocket Money and early work experience

admin — Sun, 17 Jan 2010 18:40:37 +0000

For many years I had tried to find a part time job to supplement my pocket money of fifty pence per week, which was probably about the average at the time. I had tried all the newsagents, the pop man and the milk man without joy. At one point I thought that my luck was in when I was allowed to cover for a friend paper round whilst he was on holiday, I was always on time doing a great job, however, never was I offered the job permanently at any time.

I even went to the local farms and a few local shops asking for work without any joy whatsoever. One Friday tea time, however, whilst in the house on my own the door knocker went and I answered to find the milk man collecting his weekly fee. I asked again and this time to my surprise he said there may be a job going on the local dairy farm and he would find out for me. Not holding out any hope I continued on as usual and forgot all about it. A few days later on returning home from school, my mother informed me that a member of staff from the farm, situated just behind our house on the other side of the field about 30 degrees to the right of the Beacon, had been around to our house and asked me to get in touch. I got my trusty bike out and pedalled as fast as I could to the farm whence, I asked for Mr Wright.

Jimmy Wright owned the local dairy farm and always seemed a jovial friendly type of person, he was getting on by now and about sixty years of age I guessed. This farm had two large battery hen buildings, along with a thriving milk home delivery business. One of the lads that had worked there as a child had been taken under Jims wing and was now farming pigs on his land. Jim would not charge Bally for the land but would expect a little help around the farm when needed. Bally was one of a long line of kids that Jim would help over the years and once you had a job there as a kid you could expect a future somewhere around the farm once you were of age to leave school.

A couple of years older than me was Mark Bardsley who worked there, I knew his brother Dean better as he was more my age and also worked for Jim. By the time he was twenty he was well into business and worked for himself removing rubbish for people. I am sure that Jim financed his pick up truck and I know for sure that as Jim was levelling his land out that the rubbish collected was disposed of for free by dumping on Jims land.

In Recent years I hear that Bardsley sold out his skip hire company and now lives in the lap of luxury. Another employee was a lad called Grinsell, now I am sure that he had some kind of help from Jimmy Wright, he has also recently sold out his skip and haulage company. These were just a few of the lads who had benefited from the start in their working life by being employed on old’ Jimmy Wrights farm. Here I was, employed by the very same man and sure for a good start in life in a business of my choice aided by Jimmy Wright benevolence.

As a very young child I remember our milk being delivered by horse and cart and many times I had been with my dad to feed the old shire horses whom pulled the milk carts. Although well retired by now, the horses still grazed on Jimmys land. On arrival at the farm I knocked on the very bland door on the very bland and run down looking farm house, to be greeted by a not such nice man that I had never met before, he was quite offish, however, found Jim for me and I was shown around Jimmys empire.

I was given a guided tour of the farm, the barns, the dairy sections, the machinery and the chicken sheds. The chicken sheds were massive, about two hundred feet long , very noisy and very very smelly. In the chicken sheds there was three rows of three tiers of caged hens back to back at angles. The chickens were crammed in about six to a cage and each cage was about a foot or so square, the chickens were mostly bald and didn’t look very happy with their lots. These cages had to be at angles bcause the floor on the cages was just square mesh allowing the piss and shit to simply fall into the base of the chicken sheds.

The base of the chicken sheds was some twenty foot below where we walked, it was just a mass of runny shit. This shit I realised months later was cleaned out by simply opening the doors and allowing it to run out and down the fields at the back of the sheds. No wonder that every few months we would sniff a horrible smell in the air around the area.

After the guided tour I was asked if I would like a job, I happily said yes when do I start?

I started about thirty minutes after school the following day. We were allowed thirty minutes after school to enable us to get changed and would work til seven in the evening. My job was to collect eggs from the trays in front of the hens, to help me to do this I had a trolley and a pile of large egg trays. I was the only egg collector and I had to cover both sheds before I could finish. At first, this was easy and I quite enjoyed it, as time went on I started getting bored with the tedium and also developed an allergy to the atmosphere in the sheds.

The job itself was pretty easy, however, it was not for the squeamish, as you would often come across the odd dead bird, I was always finding eggs that had no shell but simply a soft squidgy outer membrane holding them together. This was caused by a deficiency in the hens food and I am sure that the surroundings didn’t help.

At weekends I would work from six in the morning until about mid afternoon, these weekend hours formed the lions share of my wages. I would earn £1.50 in the evenings and £6.50 each day of the weekend and school holidays. We were expected to work every day and all day each weekend and school holidays, bank holidays included. It was frowned upon to take any time off and this added to the downside of the job. I was determined to stick it out though because for one the money came in handy and for two I wanted Jimmys help when I left school.

Being chalkie, however, meant that things were not going to run smoothly. My allergy got worse and worse and it was getting impossible for me to continue to work in the chicken sheds. This made it difficult for Jim as this was the main reason that I was employed by him. Jim decided to let me work on the egg sorting machine instead, meaning that I was inside a barn with three old women. We would take it in turns to either load the eggs on to the conveyor, have our heads under a black sheet where a light shone through the conveyor to allow us to watch for cracked or substandard eggs. At the other end of the conveyor we would catch the eggs and place them in trays and subsequently one of us would put them into the large farm fresh egg boxes that were shipped of to the egg wholesalers.

When I was not needed in the sorting room, Jim would take me off on to his land with his surveying equipment and we would act out jims fantasy of planning for his next building. I had no idea what we were doing and I am not sure that Jim did either. All I remember is that I was not impressed walking around a muddy field in the rain, getting very cold in the process. With all these problems, especially my allergy, my time at Jims farm was short and my chance to be Chalkie the young entrepreneur subsidised by Jimmy wright was no more.

Great Yarmouth, teeth and girls.

admin — Sun, 13 Dec 2009 23:19:11 +0000

Our annual holiday in my fourteenth year we went to Great Yarmouth, as by now we had all grown out of Burnham On Sea. I was by now pretty independent and mostly did my own thing when I could get away with it. I was now developing a taste for the girls although I was not very successful at gaining or keeping a girlfriend. Whilst there I made friends with two girls from Yorkshire and was determined to have my first holiday romance, one was my age and the other was only twelve. During the first few days we all got on very well and spent most of the days and evenings hanging around the caravan site and generally making a nuisance of ourselves. I managed to spend a fair bit of time holding the older girls hand and grabbing the odd kiss, however, all this was to go sadly wrong when the younger girl ran off one night in tears.

After a few minutes they both emerged from the girls toilets and informed me of the problem. You see they both fancied me, bloody hell! I struggle to get a girlfriend at the best of times and then two come along at once. Now had this been any normal person something would have been worked out or I could have probably got home from my holidays being able to brag about getting two girlfriends whilst away. No, this is Chalkie and the girls just happen to be sisters. They decided that the best option was for neither of them to have me as a boyfriend. Now I tried all sorts over the remaining few days of our holiday to get together with the oldest of the sisters without success, you see the eldest was the one that I fancied the most. I would have settled for the younger in the end , as I really wanted a holiday girlfriend.

This was not the only Chalkie moment on this holiday, after all Chalkie does not do things by halves. One evening in between dinner and going out for the night with my parents I was playing on the caravan site with the two girls, we were at the entrance to the site playing on the metal farm type gate. I was one side and the girls the other, they would push the gate open and I would push it shut whilst they rode on it. Unfortunately it was whilst they were riding on the gate that the inevitable happened, this was Chalkie after all.

A car approached the entrance to the site and as we were not really supposed to be making such a nuisance of ourselves, we had to get the gate open soon. The girls decided to push the gate open with their feet at the same time as they jumped off the said gate. Now I was the other side of the gate and had no idea that they were going to do this, when you add this to the fact that steel farm gates are quite springy in their construction and very very hard you may imagine what happened next. The gate went down towards the ground quite a bit and then bounced up quite sharply towards me, luckily for my lips, my mouth was open. There was no such luck for my two front teeth, the gate bounced straight into my mouth and broke both of them in half.

I was in agony and trying to roll around on the floor without looking like a wimp in front of the girls. When I eventually opened my mouth and inserted my fingers to find out if I was bleeding I found out that I was not, I also, however, found the two teeth that were no longer in one piece rattling about in my mouth. I left the girls heading back to our caravan to tell my mom and dad and much to my surprise the sympathy was not forthcoming, I was even more surprised at the slap around the head from my mother. Mom went made and explained in no uncertain terms that I would not be getting any more teeth to replace them.