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Anything that's "pickled" in vinegar or acid we call eg pickled onions, pickled eggs, pickled cockles etc even tin coated copper for electric wires gets pickled in the process of plating. I believe Londoners enjoy pickled eels!!!!

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Well you two seem to know your onions?

i'd never heard of it before so i had a quick look. it seems to be well laid out and professional and they want £60 a year for the services they offer. they bandy names about such as fleetwood mac and worryingly bram stoker??? i'd look into it a lot further before handing over your credit card details

Thanks for that TF, I'd forgotten about Wishbone Ash, I have the Argus album on vinyl in my attic. Reminds me of the bassist in one of my bands years ago who loved them and actually sounded like them singing and every song he wrote...you get my meaning?

The less I'm doing the less time I seem to have...how does that work? When I get the time and hwyl I'll give it a try.

Congrats on 3K. I've never paid much attention to the numbers before, I don't even know how much I have (till I look later) I've been here since 2007 and have learned a shedfull of stuff, spoken to really interesting people and worked with some fine writers and musicians. As you say; best site on the web.

Only twice in my 56 years playing has anyone else string a guitar for me, both times when I bought a new one! Guitar that is! Only once have I allowed the techy tower it up reason being; I liked the way it played in the shop so why change it?

I once tried those plastic coated strings back in the 70s.....once!!!

30 dollars seems a lot for a set of strings though? Let me know how you get on...please

Well, I'm guessing that harks back to the days before the noose would snap the neck as the victim fell. They would slowly choke or get strangled or as was supposed to happen to Guy Fawks, cut down before death to watch their own intestines being cut out and placed on their chests. Ah the good old days? For less infamous offenders the would be hung and left hanging till the crows, rats, flies etc would pick the bones clean, were they dead by then? Who knows?
As to your little friends....maybe one has layed eggs in your skin?

I'm trying to think of a joke but I've failed...old age, you know?

Have you tried teatree oil?

William, my dear old friend....are you sitting down? I may have some sad news for you; my old computer died a very similar death a couple of years ago. It seems the power pack went out one day and never came back. have you smelt burning perchance? The power pack in mine gave off a smell, but instead of switching off and taking it to a techie I kept on trying which toasted the rest of it. Never mind, I got a brand new one built to my specification courtesy of my dearest.
I don't know if you get "Groupon" out there cos they have some great "used" HP PC's at a really small price.

All the best.

Hi Bill. You've most likely down loaded some stuff your PC didn't like and it's pouting! When this happened to me a while back i switched on and held down, I think, the F9 button for a few moments which brought up the blue screen that then gives options like safe start etc. If and when you get it up and running....first job has to be system restore. Take it back at least a month.

All makes of PC are different so what I've just put down could be total rubbish for yours. But good luck anyway. Love to Dondra

PS. You could always Google the symptoms and follow their instructions

Sorry I disagree, it's not the guns it's the evil men do with them. Take away the temptation and hopefully the evil will follow. As Jim asks; why allow anybody to keep automatic weapons? If you're a hunter one bullet should do the trick. A hundred bullets in a second will change your late meal to mincemeat.

Strong words Jim, and beautifully written.

My mother was a bit of a case when I was a kid, on my way out to play she once told me "you come home here dead and I'll kill you" ah the good old days?

I saw a comedian who joked "I change my underpants every week; I take them off, throw them against the wall and if they don't stick I put them back on"