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Are you talking about my Dad there Shane g thing is do they have a horse
and cart, my Dad did as he only had one arm.
Joan


Shane wrote:
snip
looking out my aunt's window in Sydenham and seeing the Rag'n'Bone
Man doing his rounds...what relevance that has I don't know but it
seems apropos someho[w]...)

Shane

Are you trying to claim your dad is my aunt? I must beg to differ!


Anyhow, as for horse and cart, I can't imagine them on anything else -
though I suppose it became a flatbed Bedford lorry sort of job, just never
would have ocured to me.

I think there are maybe a dozen pretty-clear memories from that era. I mean,
of mine, though I suspect everyone remembers about a dozen scenes from early
childhood (ie, no more than about a dozen). That is one of mine - looking
out of the window, 3 floors up I seem to recall, seeing the 'orse and cart
coming round the end of the road (about 100ft away. They were near the end
of the street). Steptoe was on, though probably still in b&w, so that's what
came to mind.


Shane


"Joan Archer" wrote in message
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Are you talking about my Dad there Shane g thing is do they have a horse
and cart, my Dad did as he only had one arm.
Joan


Shane wrote:
snip
looking out my aunt's window in Sydenham and seeing the Rag'n'Bone
Man doing his rounds...what relevance that has I don't know but it
seems apropos someho[w]...)

Shane

Mike M wrote:
I am absolutely appalled at the
suggestion they should come just once a fortnight (and I believe this
government is responsible for that one?)!

As am I. Sadly with Red Ken in control and spending money like its
going out of fashion the poor old London punter/council tax payer
doesn't stand a chance. For example was I ever asked if I was
prepared to pay additional council tax for the next ten years to
"allow" the Olympics to come to London ... like h$ll I was!

Yeah. I liked him when he had the GLC. I used to like getting on buses,
paying 10p (iirc) and getting off anywhere. Though if I could I'd go back
and take red tube trains instead! But it seems they all cave in eventually,
all the anti-establishment figures eventually join it. They figure 'if you
can't beat them, join them' and instead of fighting corruption convince
themselves the best they can do is be the one in control of it! Well that's
how I see it anyway.

I think it's really poor that the Olympics aren't spread about the country.
And such a joke to hold it in London except that the only way they'll manage
to make a reliable transport system for that many on top of the numbers
already moving about the network every day - assuming there are no 'points
failures' etc, will be by treading on the rights of the citizen. But then
this Government does nothing but. Just think what it'll be like when they
try to ensure no bombs go off at that particular time! Frankly I think
they'll be shooting people dead left, right and centre. They'll demonstrate
that being a 'gun free' (rofl) nation makes us extremely amateurish when it
comes to conducting armed operations.

On the subject of the Olympics I recall on some forum this guy saying
(before it was definite) if we won it, they'd be building on West Ham's
training ground. I replied that some good'd come of it then! But seriously,
there must be compulsory purchasing going on all over the place. Me, I think
that's a resort that is almost never justifiable. And 2012 - whether Ken or
Tony's baby - it's just the Millennium Dome MkII.

But then there are those like my sister - she has this unaccountable respect
for runners! Me, since quitting smoking I'm overweight (and hope I'll lose
it *this* year!), I suffer a youth playing football like my life depended on
it, playing rugby, doing karate twice a week. I did the 100 yards for the
school. And since leaving school and up until a year and a half ago I rode
motorbikes - in our climate. My feet are going, my knees are going, my back
went years ago! Until recently I'd keep a foot in with a mate down the park
of a weekend, but because I was so sporty for so long, the notion of needing
to warm up escaped me, and I think I did myself permanent injuries that way!
I'm bloody falling apart!

And I smoked from age 13 until three years ago, but I can still run for a
bus. And I don't know how many people would be prepared to take my word for
it but believe me, those people we watch on the telly, running round and
round? They're just weirdoes! Like we all know these days, they get off on
the endorphins or whatever neurotransmitter. They're not heading anywhere!
They're just running. What the Jesus H there is to respect I cannot fathom!
But my sister thinks they're bloody marvellous and I know a lot of people
do! Good god, like they're *making a difference*! I've got nothing against
them! I see joggers, I think they're loonies, but they're harmless! My
sister thinks they're related to Zeus and Athena and ol' whatsisface!

The bit I like is how, between Reading and Basingstoke (and possibly up to
Paddington too, but it's at Reading, on the Basingstoke platform I've seen
it) First Great Western Link still have a train in 2012 Olympic Bid livery!
'Candidate City' all over it! I'd put pics up if I weren't on dial-up.



Talking of floppy drives I've got a box here that has a dual floppy
(5¼/3½) that first saw the light of day around 1989 in a Viglen. Not
that I can remember when I last inserted a floppy of either size in
the drive. I do have a usb floppy that I use to load RAID drivers
when installing XP, something that can now be done using a usb pen
drive with Vista.

I've a feeling I'll have a USB floppy drive before long. So I'd better start
dumping floppies before it happens!

I very nearly bought a USB pen t'other day. I forget whether it was 512M or
1G, either way I'm not sure I'll ever quite believe it. Some of the HDD
sizes now just make me want to knock my head on the desk in the hope I'll
finally wake up!

Sydenham! My goodness. That was my mother's family home, or rather
Penge, Anerley and surrounding places (Norwood, Crystal Palace,
Beckenham, etc.). As for the Rag 'n' Bone man I wonder if it was the
same one I occasionally saw going down Maple Road?


Penge. Almost the last place I went for Triumph spares is there. Richard
Hacker. I wonder if he's in computing now? That was before they closed the
Thameslink. I was able to get on a train there and get off it at Mill Hill.
The World Cup was on at the time, I recall reading about Ronaldo while
waiting for the train. Then they closed it and we had to change at St
Pancras and it went on so long I forgot what it was like to be able to go
all the way without changing. I remember looking at the dinosaurs, which
looked the same as when my aunt took me there in the mid-sixties. It was
nearer the mid-seventies today, I reckon. Lovely day! I bet we're all in
agreement with that!

She took me to the Transport Museum at Clapham and I saw Mallard, which
astonishingly was running on the mainline since, though now it's in the NRM
at, I believe, Doncaster.

I don't suppose I have any compelling reason for it, but I suspect there is
a very good chance it was the same Rag 'n' Bone man! I vaguely recall my
aunt claiming he was more-or-less the last.

I think she had a job in Carnaby St.

I just ran the spellchecker (Since I've been making so many mistakes of
late!) and for 't'other' it suggested 'totter'. Isn't that what the Rag 'n'
Bone persons were?


Shane

Luckily they come once a week. I am absolutely appalled at the
suggestion they should come just once a fortnight (and I believe this
government is responsible for that one?)! In summer it stinks by the
bins enough just from sitting there 1 week! And there's always some
lazy, unhygienic streak in the neighbourhood. But mostly, I'm glad
they come frequently enough that I was able to part for good with 95!
And every DOS version earlier than 6.22! Actually I still have 5.00
on floppies, but no floppy drive anymore (and thank the stars I'm not
desperate enough to reassemble the other machine that does have
one!). I look forward with eager anticipation (alternatively I anticipate
with forward eagerness!) the next visit from the dustbin men (Mum!
It's the...I actually used to think that was a very funny show - mind
you I was in Junior School at the time. I sincerely doubt now that it
was a masterclass in sparkling witticisms! Though I do remember
looking out my aunt's window in Sydenham and seeing the Rag'n'Bone
Man doing his rounds...what relevance that has I don't know but it
seems apropos someho[w]...)