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Post by JoeinOz on Jan 17, 2024 3:34:35 GMT
A camel is a horse designed by a committee
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Post by CBUFAWKIPWH on Jan 17, 2024 7:00:40 GMT
I prefer "The only thing necessary for the triumph of evil is for good men to do nothing." Edmund Burke - possibly. Burke has been wrong on many a occasion, as sadly, good men trying to stop evil, have got absolutely fucked! True - but if they hadn't had a go even more people would have been fucked.
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Post by lawrieleslie on Jan 17, 2024 8:01:08 GMT
Whenever I was dumped by a young love my Grandma would say"don’t worry son there’s plenty more fish in the sea". Meaning there’s plenty more young lasses out there, Cheers Gran……… Attachment Deleted
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Post by noustie on Jan 17, 2024 8:34:48 GMT
Any thoughts on " sayings"? Any that have particular truth for you?.Or not? My mother used to say " Don't meet trouble halfway "....what she meant was " Don't go looking for problems before they happen " ....because....they might not happen, they might not be as bad as you think..so not worth worrying about...I think she was right. Any words of wisdom?( Let it be...Felonious) My Dad said to me several times when I was a kid ... "Son, it's not how many times you get knocked down that counts but actually how many times you get back up." Those words have severed me well on several occasions during my life. Oh my god are you Batman?
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Jan 17, 2024 8:39:36 GMT
Post by felonious on Jan 17, 2024 8:39:36 GMT
A camel is a horse designed by a committee Even if a man has a camel a pretty girl can still be a distraction.
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Post by felonious on Jan 17, 2024 8:52:35 GMT
Any thoughts on " sayings"? Any that have particular truth for you?.Or not? My mother used to say " Don't meet trouble halfway "....what she meant was " Don't go looking for problems before they happen " ....because....they might not happen, they might not be as bad as you think..so not worth worrying about...I think she was right. Any words of wisdom?( Let it be...Felonious) My Dad said to me several times when I was a kid ... "Son, it's not how many times you get knocked down that counts but actually how many times you get back up." Those words have severed me well on several occasions during my life. Tis but a scratch?
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Post by elystokie on Jan 17, 2024 8:58:00 GMT
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Post by CBUFAWKIPWH on Jan 17, 2024 9:46:54 GMT
Whenever I was dumped by a young love my Grandma would say"don’t worry son there’s plenty more fish in the sea". Meaning there’s plenty more young lasses out there, Cheers Gran……… View AttachmentEither that or she was angling for you to get her a fish supper.
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Jan 17, 2024 12:50:47 GMT
Post by marylandstoke on Jan 17, 2024 12:50:47 GMT
Whenever I was dumped by a young love my Grandma would say"don’t worry son there’s plenty more fish in the sea". Meaning there’s plenty more young lasses out there, Cheers Gran……… View AttachmentEither that or she was angling for you to get her a fish supper. Angling for a fish supper
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Jan 17, 2024 13:11:17 GMT
Post by noustie on Jan 17, 2024 13:11:17 GMT
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Post by dutchstokie on Jan 17, 2024 13:23:58 GMT
Another to add to the thread was this one from My Dad who, when I was wondering which life path to take as a teenager said: " Whatever you do son, you give it 100% every day, otherwise dont bother getting out of bed"
That was in the back of my mind when I came over here.....
Cheers Pops !
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Post by noustie on Jan 17, 2024 13:37:25 GMT
At the risk of sounding a massive pretentious wanker when I was over in Nepal, predominantly surrounded by Tibetan folk after meeting who ended up being my future wife, was a complete eye-opener – I’d let Tibetan folk rule the world!
Maybe a long boring post but thought it was worth sharing as loads of examples really stuck with me.
First one was meeting an old Sherpa guy who came from a village way up in the mountains on the border with Nepal/Tibet and owned the school I was working at – he was quite high up in the UN and had a big, without being garish, house so obviously as an IPA socialist I judged him. We got speaking when he invited me over for dinner with him and his wife and he asked me what I wanted to do with my life - as an insecure bloke in my mid twenties obviously spouted a right load of old bollocks obviously. Without hesitation or malice he said ‘always remember – speaking’s speaking; doing’s doing’.
Obviously I bristled and thought ‘cheeky twat’ – looking at the wall above him noticed pictures of various young adults graduating; in doctors clothes; in army uniform; etc asked ‘big family’. Without giving it the big one he basically said that he lived in a village without clean water or sanitation or schools but lucky that he was sponsored to be educated and vowed to pay it back. These were kids he’d taken from his village, and surrounding, and put through boarding school towards higher education. He then pointed to the wall behind me where there was pictures of kids on there first day of school – there was easy 100 pictures. Asked him how many he’d sponsored and without bravado ‘about 350’.
Loads of these kids were going on to do stuff helping others like cataracts up in the mountains, sponsoring kids themselves, etc – it took me all my self-control not to burst out crying and hug the bloke. Unfortunately I’m still remaining in the ‘speaking’s speaking’ phase but when I hit 50 I want to firmly be in the ‘doing’s doing’ phase. I’ll never get close to achieving what he has but even something would be a fitting tribute to this experience otherwise I’ve wasted his time essentially.
Another one, future wife takes me to meet her parents – they’re apparently uneducated but I can’t speak one of their four languages and they can’t speak my one language. A few days in her dad tells my mrs I should go for a shave where he goes so basically I do as I’m told.
Get the full shebang head massage, haircut and the best shave of my life for 20 rupees (20p) so I come back happy as Larry giving it the big ‘un that it was even better than the one I got in the tourist area for 1000 rupees (tenner) which seemed cheap to me even at that.
Her old arthritic dad (late 70s) is fucking raging though, doesn’t say a word but can see from his face, and he drags himself out the door. It’s the middle of the day, absolutely roasting, and the walk takes me 30 minutes each way - he comes back two hours later sweaty as fuck and hands me 12 rupees whilst saying to my wife ‘he only charges me 8’ and didn’t want me ripped off because he’d recommended it.
To this day the difference between cost and value sticks with me and will never leave. The face he pulled when he heard I’d spent 1000 rupees on a fucking haircut will forever haunt me.
When we announced my future wife was coming back with me to see how things went, then when visited Nepal the second time to get the fiancé visa, there was a constant message – respect each others belief system and don’t try to convert the other one from a religious perspective which blew my mind. The thing that really stuck with me though is they have a saying, and my mrs heard it a lot basically from everyone, ‘if you accept their water you accept their culture’.
Two months into her job at the hotel an Indian lad kept speaking Hindi to her and was saying some sh!t about folk they worked with and was doing it within earshot of others – swear down my mrs apparently bollocked him in-front of people explaining that he’s in Scotland so you speak English in-front of folk. He left the hotel fairly soon after as nobody liked him whereas c.15 years later my mrs is still there, about half the town know her (not that way you dick), returning tourists ask for her (not that way you dick) and her Scottish accent is better than mine.
Not really words of wisdom but an interesting experience – when they die the family has a funeral, then a ceremony in the middle to get the spirit ready and a ceremony for it leaving to it’s new home about 90-120 days later from memory. It’s a much better way of dealing with it than chucking them in the ground, getting pissed eating shit sandwiches then cracking on back work if you ask me.
As part of it though, the family offer gifts to the locals typically sweets, biscuits, fruits. My wee one never met her grandad but when she went delivering her share of the presents to the village every house she knocked on told her a story about her granddad from their dealings with him over the years – never met the bloke but even aged 4-5 she got quite a vivid picture of how his life had been. Honestly their culture is absolutely mind blowing!
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Post by dutchstokie on Jan 17, 2024 13:48:38 GMT
At the risk of sounding a massive pretentious wanker when I was over in Nepal, predominantly surrounded by Tibetan folk after meeting who ended up being my future wife, was a complete eye-opener – I’d let Tibetan folk rule the world! Maybe a long boring post but thought it was worth sharing as loads of examples really stuck with me. First one was meeting an old Sherpa guy who came from a village way up in the mountains on the border with Nepal/Tibet and owned the school I was working at – he was quite high up in the UN and had a big, without being garish, house so obviously as an IPA socialist I judged him. We got speaking when he invited me over for dinner with him and his wife and he asked me what I wanted to do with my life - as an insecure bloke in my mid twenties obviously spouted a right load of old bollocks obviously. Without hesitation or malice he said ‘always remember – speaking’s speaking; doing’s doing’. Obviously I bristled and thought ‘cheeky twat’ – looking at the wall above him noticed pictures of various young adults graduating; in doctors clothes; in army uniform; etc asked ‘big family’. Without giving it the big one he basically said that he lived in a village without clean water or sanitation or schools but lucky that he was sponsored to be educated and vowed to pay it back. These were kids he’d taken from his village, and surrounding, and put through boarding school towards higher education. He then pointed to the wall behind me where there was pictures of kids on there first day of school – there was easy 100 pictures. Asked him how many he’d sponsored and without bravado ‘about 350’. Loads of these kids were going on to do stuff helping others like cataracts up in the mountains, sponsoring kids themselves, etc – it took me all my self-control not to burst out crying and hug the bloke. Unfortunately I’m still remaining in the ‘speaking’s speaking’ phase but when I hit 50 I want to firmly be in the ‘doing’s doing’ phase. I’ll never get close to achieving what he has but even something would be a fitting tribute to this experience otherwise I’ve wasted his time essentially. Another one, future wife takes me to meet her parents – they’re apparently uneducated but I can’t speak one of their four languages and they can’t speak my one language. A few days in her dad tells my mrs I should go for a shave where he goes so basically I do as I’m told. Get the full shebang head massage, haircut and the best shave of my life for 20 rupees (20p) so I come back happy as Larry giving it the big ‘un that it was even better than the one I got in the tourist area for 1000 rupees (tenner) which seemed cheap to me even at that. Her old arthritic dad (late 70s) is fucking raging though, doesn’t say a word but can see from his face, and he drags himself out the door. It’s the middle of the day, absolutely roasting, and the walk takes me 30 minutes each way - he comes back two hours later sweaty as fuck and hands me 12 rupees whilst saying to my wife ‘he only charges me 8’ and didn’t want me ripped off because he’d recommended it. To this day the difference between cost and value sticks with me and will never leave. The face he pulled when he heard I’d spent 1000 rupees on a fucking haircut will forever haunt me. When we announced my future wife was coming back with me to see how things went, then when visited Nepal the second time to get the fiancé visa, there was a constant message – respect each others belief system and don’t try to convert the other one from a religious perspective which blew my mind. The thing that really stuck with me though is they have a saying, and my mrs heard it a lot basically from everyone, ‘if you accept their water you accept their culture’. Two months into her job at the hotel an Indian lad kept speaking Hindi to her and was saying some sh!t about folk they worked with and was doing it within earshot of others – swear down my mrs apparently bollocked him in-front of people explaining that he’s in Scotland so you speak English in-front of folk. He left the hotel fairly soon after as nobody liked him whereas c.15 years later my mrs is still there, about half the town know her (not that way you dick), returning tourists ask for her (not that way you dick) and her Scottish accent is better than mine. Not really words of wisdom but an interesting experience – when they die the family has a funeral, then a ceremony in the middle to get the spirit ready and a ceremony for it leaving to it’s new home about 90-120 days later from memory. It’s a much better way of dealing with it than chucking them in the ground, getting pissed eating shit sandwiches then cracking on back work if you ask me. As part of it though, the family offer gifts to the locals typically sweets, biscuits, fruits. My wee one never met her grandad but when she went delivering her share of the presents to the village every house she knocked on told her a story about her granddad from their dealings with him over the years – never met the bloke but even aged 4-5 she got quite a vivid picture of how his life had been. Honestly their culture is absolutely mind blowing! Excellent read.....enjoyed that !
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Post by noustie on Jan 17, 2024 13:53:06 GMT
Another to add to the thread was this one from My Dad who, when I was wondering which life path to take as a teenager said: " Whatever you do son, you give it 100% every day, otherwise dont bother getting out of bed" That was in the back of my mind when I came over here..... Cheers Pops ! Yeah my old man gave me similar too which is kind of ironic as I'm pissing about on the Oatcake rather than working - interestingly, and hypocritically, last year my wee one was one of 15 invited to the Regional Performance Centre for football out of the 2014 girls across the league so it is a great opportunity. She is only young but just fucked about the first two weeks being class clown. Basically told her do it or don't do it but I wasn't letting her do it half arsed as she'd be taking up someone else space. Finger straight out of her arse and she's thrown herself into it ever since. Absolutely loves it but there'll come a day when she needs to choose between football and gymnastics and suspect it'll be the later - c'est la vie and will just have to learn how the scoring works in that instead. Going be difficult criticize her foot flinching after a double flip thing as a portly middle aged man but we'll cross that bridge.....
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Post by maxplonk on Jan 17, 2024 14:35:21 GMT
My dad used to say 'When one door closes, another opens' Isn't that the mission statement of Boeing?
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Post by maxplonk on Jan 17, 2024 14:37:25 GMT
"If they can be stupid enough to give you so much money, you can be stupid enough to take it."
Thanks dad.
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Jan 17, 2024 14:39:31 GMT
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Post by maxplonk on Jan 17, 2024 14:39:31 GMT
"What do you care what other people think?"
Richard Feynman.
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Post by Eggybread on Jan 17, 2024 14:46:20 GMT
Music is a moral law ACAB Question everything ,accept nothing. I say and have used many over the years a lot of greek philosophers have poignant sayings.
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Post by OldStokie on Jan 17, 2024 19:40:53 GMT
Never count your chickens before they hatch. So many people do and they've ended up disappointed.
Choose your friends wisely. A man can be judged by the friends he's made.
If you want to judge someone, first look at their shoes. (But I find that one to be false. For knocking about use, I wear an old pair of shoes held together by elastic bands. I prefer comfort over showiness, which just about sums me up.)
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Jan 17, 2024 19:43:41 GMT
Post by marylandstoke on Jan 17, 2024 19:43:41 GMT
Another to add to the thread was this one from My Dad who, when I was wondering which life path to take as a teenager said: " Whatever you do son, you give it 100% every day, otherwise dont bother getting out of bed" That was in the back of my mind when I came over here..... Cheers Pops ! Yeah my old man gave me similar too which is kind of ironic as I'm pissing about on the Oatcake rather than working - interestingly, and hypocritically, last year my wee one was one of 15 invited to the Regional Performance Centre for football out of the 2014 girls across the league so it is a great opportunity. She is only young but just fucked about the first two weeks being class clown. Basically told her do it or don't do it but I wasn't letting her do it half arsed as she'd be taking up someone else space. Finger straight out of her arse and she's thrown herself into it ever since. Absolutely loves it but there'll come a day when she needs to choose between football and gymnastics and suspect it'll be the later - c'est la vie and will just have to learn how the scoring works in that instead. Going be difficult criticize her foot flinching after a double flip thing as a portly middle aged man but we'll cross that bridge..... The VAR in gymnastics is a nightmare. Good luck with that.
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Post by georgeberrysafro on Jan 17, 2024 19:51:38 GMT
"Under promise and over deliver"
The amount of times I've come across people in work that sell you the moon in a presentations/proposals then deliver late and sub-standard products is shocking.
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Post by thehartshillbadger on Jan 17, 2024 20:01:08 GMT
"Under promise and over deliver" The amount of times I've come across people in work that sell you the moon in a presentations/proposals then deliver late and sub-standard products is shocking. We sold them a Ferrari and gave them a Skoda was one I used to say😉
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Post by danceswithclams on Jan 17, 2024 20:05:54 GMT
There's a small but important difference between pissing in the pool and pissing INTO the pool.
(I'm banned indefinitely from Waterworld)
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Post by thehartshillbadger on Jan 17, 2024 20:12:41 GMT
There's a small but important difference between pissing in the pool and pissing INTO the pool. (I'm banned indefinitely from Waterworld) Yeh that Choudary is such a precious fucker about his bloody pools. It’s hardly Centre Parcs FFS
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Post by The Drunken Communist on Jan 17, 2024 20:20:22 GMT
If it inna bust dunna fix it.
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Post by bigjohnritchie on Jan 17, 2024 20:21:26 GMT
If it inna bust dunna fix it. But a stitch in time does save nine.
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Jan 17, 2024 20:23:26 GMT
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Post by thehartshillbadger on Jan 17, 2024 20:23:26 GMT
If it inna bust dunna fix it. But a stitch in time does save nine. But you can’t polish a turd
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Jan 17, 2024 20:39:24 GMT
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Post by elystokie on Jan 17, 2024 20:39:24 GMT
But a stitch in time does save nine. But you can’t polish a turd I've never tried and never intend to. However, surely you could if you froze it first? 🤔
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Jan 17, 2024 20:50:17 GMT
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Post by thehartshillbadger on Jan 17, 2024 20:50:17 GMT
But you can’t polish a turd I've never tried and never intend to. However, surely you could if you froze it first? 🤔 The best way is to probably set it into resin. Not that kind of resin!
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Jan 17, 2024 20:55:50 GMT
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Post by elystokie on Jan 17, 2024 20:55:50 GMT
I've never tried and never intend to. However, surely you could if you froze it first? 🤔 The best way is to probably set it into resin. Not that kind of resin! Knew a bloke once that made stuff from resin. Can of drink pouring into a glass, eggs breaking into a bowl, beans on toast etc his mates got free cases of beer as long as they gave him back the empty cans 😄
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