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Cervical radiculopathy = the writer's cockblocker

I'm too young for this shit.
 
Why do I have an anonymous who doesn't like femdom but reads my 8 lit-page stories to leave a well-written comment that he doesn't like femdom.

If you don't like femdom, why read 8 lit-pages when it is obvious before the end of page 1 that it is a femdom story? And why take the effort to write a comment about it?

I have another anonymous who prefers to attack my writing style and content - because he doesn't like femdom.

Although I appreciate comments, attacking the stories because they are a category you don't like seems to be a waste of effort. If there was a Femdom category then I'd use it. There isn't. If I put them in BDSM they really get hammered because 'everybody' knows only the women get tied up and abused in BDSM, never the men. :rolleyes:
 
Why do I have an anonymous who doesn't like femdom but reads my 8 lit-page stories to leave a well-written comment that he doesn't like femdom.

If you don't like femdom, why read 8 lit-pages when it is obvious before the end of page 1 that it is a femdom story? And why take the effort to write a comment about it?

I have another anonymous who prefers to attack my writing style and content - because he doesn't like femdom.

Although I appreciate comments, attacking the stories because they are a category you don't like seems to be a waste of effort. If there was a Femdom category then I'd use it. There isn't. If I put them in BDSM they really get hammered because 'everybody' knows only the women get tied up and abused in BDSM, never the men. :rolleyes:

Severe traumatic brain injury, that's my best guess.
 
I'm committed now. Bought two ticket to the Rock Allegiance tour on Sept 18. Just me and PennBoy and a bunch of hard rock/metal groups. Should be... something. :)
 
I'm committed now. Bought two ticket to the Rock Allegiance tour on Sept 18. Just me and PennBoy and a bunch of hard rock/metal groups. Should be... something. :)

Leave your valuables at home and don't drive a fancy car. That area is a wee bit rough.

Also--'Sup from Philly!
 
Leave your valuables at home and don't drive a fancy car. That area is a wee bit rough.

Also--'Sup from Philly!

Thanks. Shouldn't be a problem. According to the FAQ you can barely bring anything with you in the first place.
 
Cars!

There was a local classic car show yesterday.

I went to see the two recent 'barn finds' that were reported in local newspapers last year. An old car enthusiast heard a rumour that there were some ancient cars at the back of a farmer's barn. He wrote to the farmer by snail mail (with a paid-for return envelope) asking to see them. After about six months the farmer agreed to sell the two cars for substantial sums of money.

The enthusiast turned up with friends and two car recovery vehicles to collect his purchases. He took them back to his large garage. By the end of the day both vehicles were clean, running and road-worthy. Apart from changing the batteries and the ancient tyres, everything worked perfectly.

Apart from a few blemishes the cars were in perfect condition inside and out, wholly original. He now has wonderful examples of a 1946 Ford V8 De Luxe, right hand drive for the UK market, and a 1947 Chevrolet - US specification, left-hand drive but slightly modified by the UK dealer for use on UK roads. Both cars have travelled less than 20,000 miles from new.

I'm jealous.

This morning I took my newer Volvo for a drive. It has been fitted with a new larger battery. The replaced battery was the original and had lasted 15 years.

When I started the car to return from my destination a warning light was showing. It took me about ten minutes to work out how to read the 'message' that went with the warning light. I was getting worried that something was seriously wrong.

When I found it, the message read:

"Refill windscreen washer fluid."

Doh!
 
This morning I took my newer Volvo for a drive. It has been fitted with a new larger battery. The replaced battery was the original and had lasted 15 years.

When I started the car to return from my destination a warning light was showing. It took me about ten minutes to work out how to read the 'message' that went with the warning light. I was getting worried that something was seriously wrong.

When I found it, the message read:

"Refill windscreen washer fluid."

Doh!


Has your Volvo got a Microsoft Operating System, then ?
 
Local Auction - again

Today was the local auction, source of many revolting objects.

Today's purchases include:

A ceramic clock with putti angels. It is very similar in design and execution to the jardiniere but only about ten inches high. The mechanism works - £3.30

A large (20 inches high) hand-coloured statuette of Pandora with her box - £6.60

A smaller Art Deco style Greek Lady with drape that only covers one boob. £3.30

A complete set of Charles Dickens Memorial Edition with the rare extra volumes of the Life and Dicken's Dictionary - £3.30

I was outbid on a marble column plant stand. It is a beautiful piece of marble, very heavy, but too many people wanted it.

£3.30 = US $4.34 £6.60 = US $8.68
 
On Monday morning I booked an appointment with my doctor today for a minor niggle about my nose.

But on Tuesday my physiotherapist told me that three moles on my back had changed since he last saw them five weeks ago.

Now my doctor has requested two hospital consultant appointments. They should happen within the next two weeks.

Both small things could indicate something much more serious - or not. Only the two specialists could tell whether they are something or nothing. Sods Law - both are probably going to be at the same time in hospitals fifty miles apart. :rolleyes:
 
On Monday morning I booked an appointment with my doctor today for a minor niggle about my nose.

But on Tuesday my physiotherapist told me that three moles on my back had changed since he last saw them five weeks ago.

Now my doctor has requested two hospital consultant appointments. They should happen within the next two weeks.

Both small things could indicate something much more serious - or not. Only the two specialists could tell whether they are something or nothing. Sods Law - both are probably going to be at the same time in hospitals fifty miles apart. :rolleyes:

Good Luck, friend.
I had a similar problem, but it was only 30 miles.
 
Minimum cost of a marriage in England

Some local friends are thinking of getting married after living together for about ten years. They both work part-time and share child care responsibilities. They pay their way, but don't have much money left over.

The haven't made wills, and have only just realised that their partnership gives their partner no rights whatever if one of them dies. The lawyers' cost for producing matching wills would be several hundred pounds.

But if they got married each of them would have rights that they don't have now. They weren't sure how much it would cost.

I thought it might be interesting to find out what the minimum cost of a wedding could be in 2016, not just to tell them, but as a possible plot device.

The answer surprised me. It costs £35 to set up the paperwork at a register office, with 28 days notice before the wedding (more if you want it done quicker). The register office ceremony costs £46, and £4 for the wedding certificate on the day. (It is £10 for copies at any other time).

So the minimum cost is £85. (About $112 US dollars) Apart from the paperwork, they need two witnesses at the ceremony. That's it.

That is much cheaper than having two wills written.
 
My Will cost my £60.

If you wanted parallel wills to ensure that your "common-law" wife/husband would inherit, it is complex and expensive - and TWO wills. "Common-law" partnerships have no meaning at all in inheritance law.

The 'blood' relations could challenge the wills so they have to be written very carefully. Unfortunately with the particular family, some of the blood relations on both sides are arseholes who do not approve of the partnership.
 
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Back to simple marriage as a plot device:

The expectations of some brides and families can be overwhelmingly expensive and a real cause of tension between the bride and groom. To make her day special the cost and the organisation can be horrendous.

Does an expensive marriage last better than a simpler one?

As a plot device:

1. Unequal numbers of relations. Too many of hers; too few of his.
2. Her father can only afford X. Even if he borrows a large amount of money from the bank it won't be enough for what she wants. Is she being unreasonable?
3. Bride or Groom is nervous of massive social functions. Will a big wedding wreck the marriage before it starts?
4. Family disapprove of him or her. There will be disagreements at the wedding.
5. Couple want to present a 'fait accompli' - "We're married. Live with it."
6. The relations expect a big wedding - but they won't help to pay for it. Should the couple mortgage their future for other people's expectations?
... and so on...
 
Golden Wedding

I posted an account of this some years ago.

A couple who had been neighbours to my parents fifty years earlier had stayed in touch during that whole time. The two couples met several times a year.

My father was surprised to have a telephone call from their eldest son who lived several hundred miles away. He was even more surprised about the reason for the call. The son wanted to organise a surprise Golden Wedding celebration in a year's time for his parents, involving their children, their grandchildren and old family friends like my parents.

But the son had a problem. He couldn't find out, and didn't know, the exact date on which his parents had married. Did my father know?

My father had to be very diplomatic. He had to suggest that a surprise party for the couple might not be welcome. The parents could want specific people present and a location that had meaning for them. He persuaded the son that he should really put the suggestion to his parents and involve them in the organisation.

What he DIDN'T say what was he knew. The couple had NEVER married.

Back in the 1930s (and up to the 1970s) if an established woman Civil Servant married she had to resign her position. She would be granted a lump sum to compensate for her loss of seniority, and she might, but this wasn't certain, be re-employed on a temporary basis perhaps at a lower grade and lower pay.

In the 1930s the couple concerned were both fairly senior for their then ages. She was earning nearly as much as he was and they needed both incomes to pay for the mortgage on their house. If she resigned on marriage, because of the depression she would NOT be re-employed as a temporary. She would be unemployed.

So they had done what many Civil Servants did at the time. They moved house or in this particular case bought their first house some distance from where they had lived with their parents. In the new location they arrived as 'Mr and Mrs' and she wore a wedding ring in the evenings and at weekends. But at work they were still Mr and Miss, and she wore a dress ring, NOT a wedding ring, when in the office.

That continued until late in her first pregnancy. She resigned, took the money, and became a mother and housewife. But they had been known as husband and wife in their town for several years. They couldn't 'marry' when everyone they knew thought they were already married. So they didn't, and decades passed until they had been unmarried for 49 years and their son expected to organise a Golden (50-year) Wedding celebration, not knowing there was NO wedding to commemorate and that he and his siblings were technically bastards.

The son went to see his parents and asked them what they thought about a party to celebrate 50 years of marriage. They admitted that they weren't married. The son wasn't too shocked because my father's words had made him think - why wasn't there a marriage record? Why were there no wedding photos?

After the revelation the parents looked at their son and said:

"Instead of Golden Wedding, why don't we have a real Wedding? The grandchildren can be involved. You could be your father's Best Man. Your younger brother could give the bride away..."

And so they did.

They had a massive Church Wedding with all the family and friends present including my parents. The bride wore a golden dress to celebrate the 50 years they had been living as husband and wife. The local press put photos and stories on the front page of the local newspaper and even the local TV News was presnt.

They made their fiftieth anniversary an occasion to remember. They had already apologised to their Church Vicar for deceiving him and his predecessors for fifty years. The new husband had been a pillar of the local church for decades. But as the Vicar told them 'You never actually told me you were married. I, and the congregation, just assumed that you were."

It was a great wedding.
 
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