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What was your fasting blood glucose? (full on chat)

The little box to convert our analogue phone to digital came. We are assured that connecting that will make our phone work. Unfortunately, it doesn't. The phone is still dead. I really am getting a bit fed up with this. Presumably once we get it all up and running the service will be fine. But how to get it up and running.

The Scenic is done and passed its MOT. We know this because when Alistair came in with the mail, he used his mob ile to call the garage. So that's one thing that is working. I may just have to get a mobile phone after all and forget blooming BT.

Edit: It's now 1745 and I have been online with the BT help since 1510 getting this landline sorted. At last, it is done. And it is working. I think the problem (though they didn't say so) was solved when they put in an account number, which I didn't have, of course because nobody had given it to me. I suspect, there wasn't one attached to the job in their database and that was something to do with it. Anyway, they gave me an account number and one minute later it was working. They still want me to have a mobile number though. Aaargh!
 
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Handoncock is a clown!

I was asked by my friend, who knows someone who knows someone else, to fill in a covid enquiry form about the circumstances around colleagues of mine going to China. And having their October and November fights cancelled, along with the Chinese group of football coaches due to our training ground at the same time being cancelled. From colleagues already being due to be sent home. The chat was about an outbreak of flu like symptoms and many being hospitalised. There was talk in November, about restrictions in the area where my colleagues were based. By January, all staff had returned and travel had been stopped.
We were aware of a growing threat of something akin to an epidemic and there was talk of bird flu, new flu strain and at worst the dreaded lurgy. Little did we realise that covid was killing many in the far easy already and in discussions with colleagues from returning, that, it would spread, and depending on how quickly it would spread, we knew that because of the number of flights and contacts, that it was too late already, to stop.
The government knew. Because how could it not? It has already been shown that the scientists had been using email from China and everywhere else about it.
They knew and did nothing!
And lied!
And partied!

I received a thank you letter from the offices of the enquiry!
 
The little box to convert our analogue phone to digital came. We are assured that connecting that will make our phone work. Unfortunately, it doesn't. The phone is still dead. I really am getting a bit fed up with this. Prfesumably once we get it all up and running the service will be fine. But how to get it up and running.

The Scenic is done and passed its MOT. We know this because when Alistair came in with the mail, he used his mob ile to call the garage. So that's one thing that is working. I may just have to get a mobile phone after all and forget blooming BT.
No half win emoji so I gave optimistic. Win for the Scenic hug for the phone - optominner/huginner?
 
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The little box to convert our analogue phone to digital came. We are assured that connecting that will make our phone work. Unfortunately, it doesn't. The phone is still dead. I really am getting a bit fed up with this. Presumably once we get it all up and running the service will be fine. But how to get it up and running.

The Scenic is done and passed its MOT. We know this because when Alistair came in with the mail, he used his mob ile to call the garage. So that's one thing that is working. I may just have to get a mobile phone after all and forget blooming BT.
Optimistic for the phone suddenly springing into life but a win for the MOT
 
Yes, you are so right.
I think dogs found making themselves empathetic to humans led to the best outcome for their survival, it must have taken a number of generations of breeding, whereas the wolf, which is genetically identical, doesn't generally display tamed characteristics.

It must have been very hard for the Neandertals without their hunting dogs.
D.
The little box to convert our analogue phone to digital came. We are assured that connecting that will make our phone work. Unfortunately, it doesn't. The phone is still dead. I really am getting a bit fed up with this. Presumably once we get it all up and running the service will be fine. But how to get it up and running.

The Scenic is done and passed its MOT. We know this because when Alistair came in with the mail, he used his mob ile to call the garage. So that's one thing that is working. I may just have to get a mobile phone after all and forget blooming BT.
BT can put a test on your line in a few minutes and will tell if there is a problem, you can't just convert your phone to digital, they were fobbing you off, but a line test is easy to do, you just have stop using it for a few minutes and they ring you back when they have squeaked it.
Life is hard when people don't know.

You also must know the low frequency component of the signal and the broadband high frequency component are separated by filters when they come into the house until you get fibre broadband at the house.

D.
 
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I suppose that the very latest such document ended up being used as a door stop or strung on a piece of coat hanger wire in the outhouse situated at the bottom of the N0 10 garden near the bottle bank and beer crate store
Wasn't it sunbed ted, Raab the Lazy, who admitted that no one had read it
(I think Raab the Lazy, did admit himself, he'd "flipped" through it briefly.)

Probably found the weight of the document too heavy to read on a sunbed comfortably , while sipping his tequila sunrise.

And that was months after the first round of cobra* meetings.

(* You know the ones Johnson couldn't attend because he was allergic to doing his job... or any work, so it seemed .
At deaths door some said.
Thank god he recovered so he could work on his book, a little more, and take all those extra hard earned 'holidays'.... ).
 
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Our newly fixed phone just scared the life out of me! It didn't ring but a loud, male voice shouted over and over some number was calling. I was dozing in my chair and woke to this shocking noise. Trouble was, I couldn't get to the phone because I had to put the footrest on the recliner down and it takes time. The voice shouted about 4 times and then stopped., but although it was loud, it wasn't clear so I Had no idea what the number was. Neil was expecting a call so he rang the number he thought it might be, and he was right. So, all's well, but we have to find a way to turn that function off.

Edit: Neil's gone to town to collect the Scenic. The bill arrived this evening, with Alistair. It had obviously gone out when they shut up the garage office this afternoon. More than I anticipated. I thought about £400, but it was £670! Well, it's done. My bank account was going to be all red next month anyway, what with the oil bill and so on so it's going to be red even before we get into December. :rolleyes:
 
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In the basement of said government department, is the offices of the ministry of arguments.


No it isn't!
Yes it is!
Don't think so!
It was!
No, it wasn't!
I am certain it was!
Never was!
Are you sure?
I am!
Where is it?
Not there!
Could it be next door to the ministry of information?
I have no knowledge of that!
It is?
No it's not!
 
Wasn't it sunbed ted, Raab the Lazy, who admitted that no one had read it
(I think Raab the Lazy, did admit himself, he'd "flipped" through it briefly.)

Probably found the weight of the document too heavy to read on a sunbed comfortably , while sipping his tequila sunrise.

And that was months after the first round of cobra* meetings.

(* You know the ones Johnson couldn't attend because he was allergic to doing his job... or any work, so it seemed .
At deaths door some said.
Thank god he recovered so he could work on his book, a little more, and take all those extra hard earned 'holidays'.... ).
Dominic Raab always sets my mind off in odd direction,
I always think....
Rub a dub dub, Dominic Raab, three men in a turb.

What they are doing in the tub I have no idea?
 
In the basement of said government department, is the offices of the ministry of arguments.


No it isn't!
Yes it is!
Don't think so!
It was!
No, it wasn't!
I am certain it was!
Never was!
Are you sure?
I am!
Where is it?
Not there!
Could it be next door to the ministry of information?
I have no knowledge of that!
It is?
No it's not!
Very spike Milligan too, I thought .. :cool:
 
Today day has been continuous blue skies and cold sunshine with the moon showing early in the eastern sky. It will be a cold night in northern Cumbria, people who can't afford to heat their homes, will find it hard particularly if their cold or ill.
The winters were colder when I was young. The freeze up in 1962/63 winter was extremely brutal and started when we had lived in a caravan from the previous March when we got married.
It was old caravan, on a site, which Marjorie and I renovated....we were poor but happy. At the start of winter I joined the Beeb and moved to the south midlands and sold the caravan whose outside toilet froze up by December 62. So they must have been frozen for three months into March 63.
We just had £50 at the start of our long journey the previous March.
D.
Yes it was just one open fire in most homes. The rest of one's house was freezing cold.
 
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Today day has been continuous blue skies and cold sunshine with the moon showing early in the eastern sky. It will be a cold night in northern Cumbria, people who can't afford to heat their homes will find it hard particularly if their cold or ill.
The winters were colder when I was young. The freeze up in 1962/63 winter was extremely brutal and started when we had lived in a caravan from the previous March when we got married.
It was old van on a site which Marjorie and I renovated....we were poor but happy. At the start of winter I joined the Beeb and moved to the south midlands and sold the caravan whose outside toilet froze up by December 62. So they must have been frozen for three months into March 63.
We just had £50 at the start of our long journey.
D.
My memory of '63 was the intense cold.
Ice floes in the Mersey.
Waist high snow.
No school and no work for some days and weeks at a time.
Shop shortages.
No deliveries. Going for coke with an old pram.
Going for coke for our one fire, which was kept alight long as it was possible,
Bedroom freezing. About five or six blankets on our beds plus my dad's army coat on top.
Blankets and lagging around the water tank and pipes.
Boredom and annoyance being with parents and three older brothers in one room.
Crystals on the windows.
Reading an encyclopedia. Reading a history of WWII. Reading Enid Blyton famous five. Reading anything.
Playing monopoly, Risk. Cards. Anything, no television. Radio not entertaining at sll.
Christmas bring awful.
And my birthday, looking at the freezing stalagmites and stalagtites.
And of course shovelling snow, breaking the ice and feeling really cold.
 
My memory of '63 was the intense cold.
Ice floes in the Mersey.
Waist high snow.
No school and no work for some days and weeks at a time.
Shop shortages.
No deliveries. Going for coke with an old pram.
Going for coke for our one fire, which was kept alight long as it was possible,
Bedroom freezing. About five or six blankets on our beds plus my dad's army coat on top.
Blankets and lagging around the water tank and pipes.
Boredom and annoyance being with parents and three older brothers in one room.
Crystals on the windows.
Reading an encyclopedia. Reading a history of WWII. Reading Enid Blyton famous five. Reading anything.
Playing monopoly, Risk. Cards. Anything, no television. Radio not entertaining at sll.
Christmas bring awful.
And my birthday, looking at the freezing stalagmites and stalagtites.
And of course shovelling snow, breaking the ice and feeling really cold.
I was on a training course, Marjorie was staying in my mothers council house with terrible morning sickness, it was a good job she didnt like meds and didnt take thalidomide .
D.
 
Our newly fixed phone just scared the life out of me! It didn't ring but a loud, male voice shouted over and over some number was calling. I was dozing in my chair and woke to this shocking noise. Trouble was, I couldn't get to the phone because I had to put the footrest on the recliner down and it takes time. The voice shouted about 4 times and then stopped., but although it was loud, it wasn't clear so I Had no idea what the number was. Neil was expecting a call so he rang the number he thought it might be, and he was right. So, all's well, but we have to find a way to turn that function off.

Edit: Neil's gone to town to collect the Scenic. The bill arrived this evening, with Alistair. It had obviously gone out when they shut up the garage office this afternoon. More than I anticipated. I thought about £400, but it was £670! Well, it's done. My bank account was going to be all red next month anyway, what with the oil bill and so on so it's going to be red even before we get into December. :rolleyes:
A funny for the speaking phone...that was a shock!!
But a hug for that also, and a hug for the bank account in red @Annb
 
My memory of '63 was the intense cold.
Ice floes in the Mersey.
Waist high snow.
No school and no work for some days and weeks at a time.
Shop shortages.
No deliveries. Going for coke with an old pram.
Going for coke for our one fire, which was kept alight long as it was possible,
Bedroom freezing. About five or six blankets on our beds plus my dad's army coat on top.
Blankets and lagging around the water tank and pipes.
Boredom and annoyance being with parents and three older brothers in one room.
Crystals on the windows.
Reading an encyclopedia. Reading a history of WWII. Reading Enid Blyton famous five. Reading anything.
Playing monopoly, Risk. Cards. Anything, no television. Radio not entertaining at sll.
Christmas bring awful.
And my birthday, looking at the freezing stalagmites and stalagtites.
And of course shovelling snow, breaking the ice and feeling really cold.
'63 I lived in Kent.
The snow went right up the fronts of the houses.
Couldn't get out.
The army, Royal Engineers I think, dug us all out and made the roads passable.
It was a good job that army camp was based at the bottom of our road.
They were very useful!!!
As a child I knew the army would always save us...
 
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