Fazer Owners Club - Unofficial
General => General => Topic started by: ogri48 on 23 October 2013, 05:25:26 pm
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Ho hum.
Shoulder op has left me unable lift a muck loaded trowel above my head, but can still lay up to chest height ok. So..a cunning plan. Just do garden walls for a year or so until it hopefully gets full movement back. I let the missus sort out the details, she said " P.R.Allen brickwork and garden walls sound crap, but I've got a catchy idea.."
Paul's walls. Ho bloody ho. She's probably right though. She ordered some magnetic signs for the van, and designed them herself. When they turned today, there's me on a scaffold last year building an extension in market deeping. Very weird having a photo of yourself on your van. Bizarre in fact. " but I look as if I have breasts in that photo. And, I ain't wearing me hard hat, hi viz etc that I obviously always wear ahem."
"Nope" she said, " it's perfect, you look like an old school friendly builder" we shall see
Paul's walls it is then. I'm tidying up the old sprinter as I go, hopefully that's got a few years left in it. Hopefully I have too... :)
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Good to see a proper self employed tradesman, nice work
oh - and "nice tits" :lol
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Looks good to me, where are you based?
Mark :)
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Norwich bud. You don't think it looks like I sell sausages or ice cream then blokes? I was more worried about that than showing me moobs.... :)
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Ha ha no you don't look like an ice cream seller :rollin :rollin
and wheres your Norwich City FC sticker !!! :lol
Yes im a fan :'( :'(
Mark
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so "Thickie Brickie" wasnt considered ? :D
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oi....mr p walls.....those two signs on the side aint straight.......hope your walls are :lol
catchy name and a clean van....creates a good impression ;) [size=78%]...my walls need rebuilding but too far away [/size] :\
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U got bigger nips than my mrs
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Lol there magnetic..I just flung em on today to see what they looked like after I'd washed the van. Brickies ain't thick it's just a rumour started by chippies. :) I bloody hate football mark, don't support anybugger, never have done. The missus has helped out, she's put a couple on her motor. :)
Exupnut my missus is a 34ff so at least I know she's got bigger nips than me, that's all that matters :D
Just had to change that.
, when I told her I'd put about her having 44ff on the forum shesaid " their 34ff, they will think I'm a right bloater" old age is so confusing...
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ah...thats straight.....get mrs ogri to re-fix the ones on your van :lol
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The number on the car is different to the one on the van!!
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......... ONLY JOKING, but I bet you went and checked!! :lol :lol
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Yes I bloody did! :D
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Think we need a side by side piccie of you both and we'll decide the biggest nips issue :lol
Typical rusting sprinter :( get some white paint over the dodgy bits!
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rusting sprinter :eek , you wanna see my 2001 transit lol, that's rust, good luck paul theres plenty of work about bud, everyone is very busy.
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............."no wall too small".............don't tell them about the 4 foot height limits though :D
Van looks good ogri, your missus has done a good job to be fair & having a picture of yourself suggests honesty & a bit of pride in your work.... unlike a cowboy who'd want to be hidden from all sight.
....a little bit o rust suggests that the van is well used & hence you are popular but at the same time it is not degraded enough to suggest that you'll take the clients money & do a runner to pay for a raging drug habit..
& who aint gonna remember the name if they decide they need a wall.....nobody.
All good likes! 8)
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Thanks blokes, the vans gotta last a few years yet, weird how sprinters have such good lumps but crap pre paint bodywork.
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:useless 34ff We don't believe you!
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Focced if you don't..... :D
Well, we ever make a meet you can strike up a conversation with her by asking lol. In the meantime here's my lovely missus having tea tonight down by the beach. I do love this woman. We met late in life( I'm 53 she's 43) but we think exactly alike and both work just so we can travel, either on the bike or otherwise. She is beautifull, loyal, kind, brave, tender and adventurous, and though I don't really believe in god if I did I'd thank him every day for her.
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:eek well done ogri & for being a good sport putting a pic up, both of yous.
Im a 31 year old whippersnapper & even i say a very nice looking lady indeed.& nice comments about her, youll be getting browney points tonight for showing her those comments.
ill leave it there and leave all the dodgy comments to the other pervs :lol , wouldnt be foc-u without them.
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:eek well done ogri & for being a good sport putting a pic up, both of yous.
Im a 31 year old whippersnapper & even i say a very nice looking lady indeed.& nice comments about her, youll be getting browney points tonight for showing her those comments.
ill leave it there and leave all the dodgy comments to the other pervs :lol , wouldnt be foc-u without them.
.....ime saying foc all?.....well apart from?.....are they real coconut trees in the background :rolleyes .....
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Yup the tres are deffo real.as is the alcohol hic.have got on the habit of drinking endless cocktails then jumping in the pool, finding some horrible Russian who's basking( it's nicely sparsely populated this tom of year) then swimming around him while I relieve myself. Got caught out yesterday but only because i didntrealis pooh floats ho foc in ho :-) I'm a bit pissed now in truth but then it is midday, and when alls said and done the English have a reputation to uphold abroad, I'm doing my level best. ah, time for the loo, gotta go. :)
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Yup the tres are deffo real.as is the alcohol hic.have got on the habit of drinking endless cocktails then jumping in the pool, finding some horrible Russian who's basking( it's nicely sparsely populated this tom of year) then swimming around him while I relieve myself. Got caught out yesterday but only because i didntrealis pooh floats ho foc in ho :-) I'm a bit pissed now in truth but then it is midday, and when alls said and done the English have a reputation to uphold abroad, I'm doing my level best. ah, time for the loo, gotta go. :)
.... :lol :lol :lol ...well ya not missin much over here matey?...rain, rain,rain, high winds.more fkn rain!!!...your defo in the right place ;) ...ps, yes on closer inspection them coconuts do look real? ;) ....lucky bstd :lol ...
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bastid.....you got it all......very nice ogri,your a lucky man ;)
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Lookin at the last pic, are you in Australia?
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Nope mate, Egypt. Doing me bucket list, scuba dived the Red Sea today.never done it before this holiday, we dived the coral reefs off the tiran island. Cost a few bob, but what the hell,you only live once and we dunno if we will come here again. I've only ever done the package holiday before twice,in my whole life, usually it's gotta be bike related. But I'm expanding my horizons :)
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The picture's upside-down :pokefun
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bastid.....you got it all......very nice ogri,your a lucky man ;)
red98, it would be nice if that were true ( though undeserved in my case) but it's not mate. Married at 27, with a mortgage for 40k( oh the good old days huh), I worked days on site, then evenings and weekends on private jobs, two years into my marriage I'd halved the mortgage and my missus turned into an absolute Cnut. So I left taking nothing but my dog, van, tools and bike. We had a baby daughter ( now 25), so i signed the house over to her and paid maintenance for the next eighteen years. A yearafterwesplit I met a lovely divorcee, we livedtogetherfrten years before tying the knot,and again I was sensible,did the right thing, workedhard paid off the mortgage. Ten years later we are like brother and sister, no sexlife, she wants nothing to do with bikes so every year I holiday on my own with mates, or I am ashamed to say, with a girl whowasbynow more than a friend.two years of that and I'm so sick of the charade that my life has come I leave my wife and stop seeing my lady friend. Stay on my own. I play in a popular pub band in Peterborough, know lots of people from that scene so if the nights get too lonely there are options, there's lots of lonely women it there too, but it's as shallow a life as the one I walked away from leaving all I had except my bikes, again. So I quit the band, bury myself in work until my worn out and injured shoulder gives up altogether at the end of last summer, just finishing a two storey extension for a mate as the last big tendon snaps.by November it's my birthday, I wake up on my own, bleeding from my arse with severe bowel pain as I have been doing for four weeks ( I know it's gotta be summat bad, but I'm honestly not cared anymore so ignoring it) with a text from my ex. Is it "happy birthday, come around to watch a film or summat if you'd like, I'll cook us a meal" lol..is it bollocks. It's actually " I'm struggling this month, do you think you can tax my car?" Exactly what I deserved I'm guessing. So I tax the fucking car (always do right to those who have loved you or you loved) and with the 300 quid I have left in the bank to show for a lifetime of hard building work and a worn out body go to a seventies weekend at Yarmouth with my seriously sad married mates who go there every year just to stick their knobs in summat different no matter how old or what she looks like( brutal but true)their on the pull. I'm at the bar getting good and proper drunk when I notice penny standing next to me waiting to get served. She stands out from everybody else in the room. I stutter " err..hello" she smiles,and starts talking to me. She's herewith her mate, just for the dancing. And just so I know where I stand, she's not available, she's got a really nice boyfriend back in her home town who treats her really well after the last couple of arseholes before, she's very happy, but I look like somebody who isn't eyeing every women in the room up so she'll talk to me."great" I say " coz the last thing in the world I want right now is another woman" so we dance, drink, talk.i walk her back to her caravan. She invites me in, just for coffee.we put a film on, and it's the most natural thing in the world to sit together, just relaxing, my arm over her shoulder, no funny business. Another film . Then another.we aren't talking now, just quiet, both of us nothing to say. It's six am, and I look at her and say " I gotta go. I'm not even going to kiss you goodbye, because I don't want you going away from here l
Feeling you had let your bloke down" and that's it, I'm off the couch and outta the caravan like a cork out of the bottle. Back to my mates, and I'm not even tired, just feel weird and wired. Next day we meet again. It feels like I've known her a thousand years.its the same for her. Again, denial is the way forward. We are inseparable all night but again nothing other than friends. This time back to my caravan with the others, we are laughing and joking, get the guitar out, singsong, toast, all good clean fun. Gradually everybody goes to bed and it's just me and her. I play one more song to her, noël gallaghers " if I had a gun" and that's it. I can't ignore this massive sense of belonging to each other anymore, and nor can she.i know now that thing that people say " found my soulmate" is true. A day later she finished with nice guy Charlie, I took her out for the day on Tuesday to make sure it was real, moved in together on Friday. I pulled some favours, blagged a job doing remedial building work for 180 a day( the mate who got me the job didn't let on I only had one good arm by then) and penny convinced me to get the op sorted to try to repair my shoulder, and have cancer tests etc once that had been done. Guess I realised I wanted one more shot. Worked up until shoulder surgery, then she looked after me as it healed. Tests are still ongoing, and as of yet inconclusive. Now three or four months on, we live for today. Our collective earnings and money go on the things we have always wanted to do. I could get another mortgage and worry about trying to pay it off so the government can steal it off my kids while I'm shuffling off my mortal coil sitting in my own piss in some nursing home if I do live to be old, or I could make the most of every second I have penny, and live.hence today I paid 200 quid for a private boat and scuba gear to go and look at coral reefs and fish I've only ever seen in photos. One more ticked off the list. Next month, we are going to auschwitz, somewerei havealways wanted to see, ashas penny.
There's a great line at the end of "blade runner" , when Harrison ford and the replicant who he has fallen in love with, doomed to die by a doomsday bug in her DNA at any time, run off together.
" I didn't know how long we would have together. But then again, who does...."
Sorry for the novel blokes. I'll keep em shorter and far less personnel in future... :)
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The picture's upside-down :pokefun
Ah I see, sorry mate, I was a bit drunk to say the least..
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Bloody hell Ogri, do we have to tune in the same time next week for some more?
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Lol sorry bill for putting you and the others thru all that, the missus has been feeling proper poorly since dinnertime( told her not to eat the fish) I'm sitting on the bed bored shitless while she laying there being ill, the monotony only being broken when she runs to the loo to throw up poor cow. Oh well, she said she wanted to lose weight, I might be brave and venture the opinion that this might help, or then again, I might not..