Piper, I suppose most of us will have been apprentices at some time, in one form or another.
Apprentices seemed to fall out of fashion at about the same time as GB Plc decided it was primarily a service economy. Now, I'm sure I wasn't the only person who thought then - and now - that it was a great pity that we were putting all our manufacturing eggs into a basket woven in the Far East/Eastern Europe, but market economics at the the time gave the pundits a justification for this risky strategy.
I hope that one of the good effects of the credit crunch may be that developed countries reconsider this and understand that there are benefits to having some self sufficiency.
I had no idea that an "Apprentice" could earn. Wow!
Never ceases to amaze me how peoples views on matters can vary so much...
"Student auctions off virginity for offers of more than £2.5 million A student who is auctioning her virginity to pay for a masters degree in Family and Marriage therapy has seen bidding hit £2.5million ($3.7m)."
Big Sis writes 'Now, perhaps this is an idea for iPM? The memories evoked by watching Grandstand, listening to the football results, etc? I can't be the only one who has very vivid memories of that weekly moment.
It brings back memories of sitting with my Dad while he checked his pools coupon on Saturdays, early evening (around 5.45, am I correct?)
I'd love to go back there for one day, just to be with him.'
You're quite right. The thought paints a very evocative picture including that of the collector from "Vernons" who used to call at the house (was it every week or two weeks?) So much a line. Y'know, I can't remember correctly now - 50 or so years later.
I do vaguely recall my father leaping-up-and-down once when he thought he'd won the "Jackpot" only to find the Dividend(?) paid to him and presumably thousands of others who'd also won, amounted to only 14s./6d.
My goodness, I'd tucked that part of my life well-and-truly away...
Yes, the football pools still exist - at least in electronic "online" form. I found references to "Football Pools" games at least two sites - one the previously mentioned company beginning with V, and another at a rather logical dot com address, as well as the websites to a couple of newspapers...
I suppose it was only logical the game would transfer online, in the wake of the oodles of companies offering online bingo.
Talking of which, although I've never played bingo, surely half the point of the game was the social aspect - shouting "BINGO!" to an empty room probably doesn't feel quite the same as shouting it to a hall full of people...never mind the veritable dictionary worth of euphemisms for the numbers (legs [11], two fat ladies [88] etc.)
A few names from those Saturday afternoons on the tele that evoked memories of my own.
Kent Walton (compare), Mick Mcmanus, Jakie Pal-lo, The Royal Brothers, and that was just the wrestling. A bit before the old tele-printer kicked in before we had the full results. Do you remember? Wasn't the BBC oral delivery just divine.
Mind you. All of this brings back very poignant emories of the REALLY hard financial times faced by my family then (and, I suspect, many others); the late 1950's - early 1960's.
I rememmber, not clearly, but clearly enough, my father going-off, one Friday evening, in the VERY early 1960's, having "raided" my "Piggy-bank" and, I vaguelly remember, him also taking ten-shillings from my Mother's purse, in order to win "our" fortune on the "Dogs" at the White City stadium.
Utter -foolishness, of course... But that was life then.
My Family "survived". How? I guess because of my mothers relentless toil. What else? Certainly, I now know, many years after she died, that she went hungry to feed her family. As did many others.
I wish she'd bee alive for me to thank her for what she did...
God forbid,we might be once again entering those years...
Piper: I'm sure there have been stories like yours throughout the intervening years, and I'm grateful that my father was an extremely cautious man and limited his weekly gamble to two columns on the Pools.
Unfortunately, the Lottery has made it even easier for folks to gamble and I wince when I stand behind someone who is clearly not well off and who proceeds to buy ten pounds worth of tickets.
youllallguesswhoiam (20) - Ah! at last committed to print as a plonker! And a right royal plonker at that!
Your snide post at (20) mirrors the venom and spite of the majority of your comments. You're not drunk again, are you? Or are you just generally deranged?
As it happens, I've met the subject of your jealousy and bile. You should be jealous. She's genuinely honest and pleasant. But I expect that you wouldn't recognise those traits.
Please feel free to try to prove to everyone on the blog what an objective, empathetic soul you really are.
Now that post 20 has reappeared and I have looked at it, I understand as much of what it is about as I did when it had been referred to the moderators and I couldn't read it.
Is #20 something to do with the haunted fish-tank, in which case having no TV would mean I wouldn't get it, or was there some point being made that ought to be clear if one doesn't have a telly?
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Apprentice #1: "I'm paying attention to what you're saying, sir!"
Apprentice #2: "I'm paying attention to what you're saying, sir!"
Apprentice #3: "Should that water *really* be glowing green like that?"
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Apprentice #1: "What is she playing at, coming to a meeting dressed like that?"
Apprentice #2: ""What is she playing at, coming to a meeting dressed like that?"
Apprentice #3: "I bet they wish they had decided to show more cleavage!"
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Apprentice 1: I'm not wearing that!
Apprentice 2: I'm not wearing that!
Apprentice 3: I'm not wearing that!
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Apprentice #1: "I bet neither of them are really blonde!"
Apprentice #2: "She hasn't even tried to do her eyebrows!"
Apprentice #3: "Bet they wish they were showing more cleavage!"
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In a way, yes.
However, if this news is true, quite a few may not be. At least, not in the UK. Sad.
"Funding halted for stem cell research
Exclusive: Scientists say cash for research and existing projects has been cut off for 'moral reasons'"
http://www.independent.co.uk/news/science/funding-halted-for-stem-cell-research-1332000.html
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Piper, I suppose most of us will have been apprentices at some time, in one form or another.
Apprentices seemed to fall out of fashion at about the same time as GB Plc decided it was primarily a service economy. Now, I'm sure I wasn't the only person who thought then - and now - that it was a great pity that we were putting all our manufacturing eggs into a basket woven in the Far East/Eastern Europe, but market economics at the the time gave the pundits a justification for this risky strategy.
I hope that one of the good effects of the credit crunch may be that developed countries reconsider this and understand that there are benefits to having some self sufficiency.
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I had no idea that an "Apprentice" could earn. Wow!
Never ceases to amaze me how peoples views on matters can vary so much...
"Student auctions off virginity for offers of more than £2.5 million
A student who is auctioning her virginity to pay for a masters degree in Family and Marriage therapy has seen bidding hit £2.5million ($3.7m)."
http://www.telegraph.co.uk/news/worldnews/northamerica/usa/4222155/Student-auctions-off-virginity-for-offers-of-more-than-2.5-million.html
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Never mind all that. Have you seen that a Big Sis idea has made it onto the iPM blog...and perhaps the programme?
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Oh yes !
Well done BigSis ;-)
Big Sis writes
'Now, perhaps this is an idea for iPM? The memories evoked by watching Grandstand, listening to the football results, etc? I can't be the only one who has very vivid memories of that weekly moment.
It brings back memories of sitting with my Dad while he checked his pools coupon on Saturdays, early evening (around 5.45, am I correct?)
I'd love to go back there for one day, just to be with him.'
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Big Sis
Congratulations (in advance)!
You're quite right. The thought paints a very evocative picture including that of the collector from "Vernons" who used to call at the house (was it every week or two weeks?) So much a line. Y'know, I can't remember correctly now - 50 or so years later.
I do vaguely recall my father leaping-up-and-down once when he thought he'd won the "Jackpot" only to find the Dividend(?) paid to him and presumably thousands of others who'd also won, amounted to only 14s./6d.
My goodness, I'd tucked that part of my life well-and-truly away...
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Personally I just wanted Dr Who to start:-
http://www.bbc.co.uk/archive/doctorwho/dr6404_2.shtml?doc=6404
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A 1 - I'll bet they call me a 'P'.
A 2 - I'll bet they think I'm fat.
A 3 - QL is right.
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Eddie, I'm so glad this has been taken up, and I think the Cat deserves some of the credit!
It will be interesting to see if others have such memories - I can't believe our household was so unique! ;o)
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Big Sis
A further thought. Do the "Football Pools" still exist? I haven't a clue.
Maybe the Lottery did them in. Wouldn't be surprised.
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Well, apparently they do - but not in the paper form, I suspect.
Those lovely grids - It's just occurred to me that they may have been the reason for my preference for squared (as opposed to lined) paper.....
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Glass box?
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What about a good news night? All the doom and gloom - so avidly brought us every hour, on the hour, just drives many to despair.
Last week the pound rose by over ten percent against the poxy euro. Hardly a mention.
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BS / Charlie:
Yes, the football pools still exist - at least in electronic "online" form. I found references to "Football Pools" games at least two sites - one the previously mentioned company beginning with V, and another at a rather logical dot com address, as well as the websites to a couple of newspapers...
I suppose it was only logical the game would transfer online, in the wake of the oodles of companies offering online bingo.
Talking of which, although I've never played bingo, surely half the point of the game was the social aspect - shouting "BINGO!" to an empty room probably doesn't feel quite the same as shouting it to a hall full of people...never mind the veritable dictionary worth of euphemisms for the numbers (legs [11], two fat ladies [88] etc.)
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C 14, I think it's called water polo.
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8
Was it the one in the middle reminded you, Edgie?
It can't be, 'cos I'd heard she was claiming five pounds currently.
Ah, I remember the footie scores - at 4.45. And I remember plagarising Proust.
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Water polo? Is this because they make a mint? Or is there a hole in this reasoning?
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youallguess, aka mac, aka pmleader, etc etc.
Your point in 20 being?
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22
Points? Never!
I'm strictly a Love-All type.
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F_O 21, No, because it is like football and played in a pool.
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Clear as mud, DMcN. ;o)
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F_O 25, Usually played in clean water.
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Wasn't it the teleprinter, then Basil Brush (Dirty Gerty from number thirty, ahahahAH! Boom Boom!) *then* Doctor Who?
Then The Generation Game, then The Two Ronnies, then bed. (I was only 26...)
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Big Sis,
Congratulations.
A few names from those Saturday afternoons on the tele that evoked memories of my own.
Kent Walton (compare), Mick Mcmanus, Jakie Pal-lo, The Royal Brothers, and that was just the wrestling. A bit before the old tele-printer kicked in before we had the full results. Do you remember? Wasn't the BBC oral delivery just divine.
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Question: Please can you tell me your 5 best personality points
Answer: I'm outspoken, good at complaining and can't be bothered to deal with stuck up egotistical office nerds
(sorry that's only 3)
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Big sis
Mind you. All of this brings back very poignant emories of the REALLY hard financial times faced by my family then (and, I suspect, many others); the late 1950's - early 1960's.
I rememmber, not clearly, but clearly enough, my father going-off, one Friday evening, in the VERY early 1960's, having "raided" my "Piggy-bank" and, I vaguelly remember, him also taking ten-shillings from my Mother's purse, in order to win "our" fortune on the "Dogs" at the White City stadium.
Utter -foolishness, of course... But that was life then.
My Family "survived". How? I guess because of my mothers relentless toil. What else? Certainly, I now know, many years after she died, that she went hungry to feed her family. As did many others.
I wish she'd bee alive for me to thank her for what she did...
God forbid,we might be once again entering those years...
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Piper: I'm sure there have been stories like yours throughout the intervening years, and I'm grateful that my father was an extremely cautious man and limited his weekly gamble to two columns on the Pools.
Unfortunately, the Lottery has made it even easier for folks to gamble and I wince when I stand behind someone who is clearly not well off and who proceeds to buy ten pounds worth of tickets.
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youllallguesswhoiam (20) - Ah! at last committed to print as a plonker! And a right royal plonker at that!
Your snide post at (20) mirrors the venom and spite of the majority of your comments. You're not drunk again, are you? Or are you just generally deranged?
As it happens, I've met the subject of your jealousy and bile. You should be jealous. She's genuinely honest and pleasant. But I expect that you wouldn't recognise those traits.
Please feel free to try to prove to everyone on the blog what an objective, empathetic soul you really are.
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Now that post 20 has reappeared and I have looked at it, I understand as much of what it is about as I did when it had been referred to the moderators and I couldn't read it.
Is #20 something to do with the haunted fish-tank, in which case having no TV would mean I wouldn't get it, or was there some point being made that ought to be clear if one doesn't have a telly?
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Re the football results (in the days of the Pools) - I think Michael Bentine caught the mood of the moment rather well here:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fY_-JAHdQlE
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