The Life and Times of this Old Git

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Location: Teignmouth, Devon, United Kingdom

I'm married with two grown up children and four grandchildren, My wife of 47 years is Sue and we are the same age. My two children are Pamela (blogging occasionly under Pam-bigbustybikerbaby.blogspot.com and Roy,who was recently Paralysed from the waist down due to an Absys on his Spine. My 4 grandchildren are (oldest first) Gavin, Hayley, Thomas,and Zoe. Sue and I are both retired and we're disabled too, her with a badly Arthritic back and spine, me with lung (COPD) and Heart problems.I have always loved Fishing (all sorts) Sue started fishing with me about 8 years ago, now she really enjoys it too. We both love m'cycles and m'cycling, Sue owns and rides her own bike which is a Custom 1981 250 Honda.I own a 1979 Honda CX500. We are both members of this motorcycle club ( view or join our club on http://www.cx-gl.org.uk/) or see my blog post Dec 2007 blog "Getting old, never", of course we're badly resticted now due to our illness, only riding in really good weather.Just over three years ago we lost our best friend and Baby Mojo the border Collie, Gone but never forgotten. Please feel free to use any of our photo's but do let me know you have used them, thank you.

Friday, December 18, 2009

OUR LATEST MODE OF TRANSPORT.

This blog is about our latest mode of transport, a Car. It is a French Citroen C4 Grande Picasso VTR7+, it has a 1.6 Turbo Diesel engine producing 110 BHP. Its a big car (MPV) for a smallish engine surprisingly its not at all sluggish. The car model VTR7 stands for the interior and exterior spec, the 7 being for 7 seater, although the rear two seats are really child seats. It comes with Air conditioning and Cruise control as standard. The strangest feature of it is the LACK of a Handbrake!!!!, its fully Automatic.When you come to a stop hold the brake pedal down for 3 seconds and the Hand (parking) brake is automatically applied, coming off on pressing the Accelerator (Gas) pedal. For traffic hill starts, when you come to a stop the vehicle will not roll for 3 seconds to give you time to take your foot off the brake then onto the Accelerator pedal, odd to get used to.
Below Sue with the Car on the Car park, taken from Shaldon overlooking Teignmouth.
The same again.
It was just 2F in this car park today, thats very cold for a sunny Winters day here in South Devon.
Below, No i'm not really that tall !!!!. At the time Sue took this picture i had just stood up on the sill to see a fishing boat enter Teignmouth harbour.
Back to normal size now.
Its a very tall car, around 6ft 2" to the roof bars, Sue has to really stretch to get up into it, One of the features that we like is the huge boot, with all the seats folded down (into the floor) it becomes a Van, so it should be able to fit all the fishing and Camping gear in.
Below, finally a peep into the driving area,
The Brochure tells us that in mixed town and motorway journeys, Fuel consumption should be around 49 to 52 MPG which if thats the case we will be happy,I will let you know in a few thousand miles.
So before the Joke, I would like to wish anyone that reads this a very happy Christmas and a happy and prosperous 2010.

Joke of the day.

There have to be some Oirishmen who are not tarred with the same brush. This would appear to be one of the best

An Oirish Story.
An Irishman goes to the Doctor with botty problems....


'Dactor, it's me ahrse. I'd loik ya ta teyhk a look, if ya woot'.
So the doctor gets him to drop his pants and takes a look.
'Incredible'he says, 'there is a £20 note lodged up here.'

Tentatively he eases the twenty out of the man's bottom, and then a £10 pound note appears.

'This is amazing!'exclaims the Doctor. ''What do you want me to do?'
'Well fur gadness sake teyhk it out, man! 'shrieks the patient.
The doctor pulls out the tenner and another twenty appears, and another and another and another, etc.....
Finally the last note comes out and no more appear.
'Ah Dactor, tank ya koindly, dat's moch batter. Just out of interest, how moch was in dare den?'

The Doctor counts the pile of cash and says '£1,990 exactly.'
'Ah, dat'd be roit then,'' says the Irishman

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'I knew I wasn't feeling two grand..'


Thursday, December 10, 2009

Devon's Dartmoor in December.

I think before i start this blog i should apologise to any of my ex followers of this blog. I have just not been either to others blogs, or done new ones of my own, i just dont seem to have either the time or sometimes the inclination.
Last week we were very bored so into the car and off across Dartmoor we went.
This picture was taken from the roadside approaching HoundTor.
Apologies for poor pictures but very poor light levels didn't help.
Do click on any picture to enlarge it.

This picture below shows the next pit stop with Sue making the Tea in the back of the Car.This picture was taken part way up a large rocky outcrop which we intend climbing soon.


This picture below show taken from the same position only at a different angle.

One of high Dartmoors many narrow road bridges.
At this point the River doesn't look too high.


This picture (Below) is following the river downstream, levels quite high here.




This is normally a quiet stretch of water.



This last picture shows Buckland church just peeping through.



Joke of the day.
A middle-aged woman seemed very sheepish as she visited her gynecologist.
'Come now,' coaxed the doctor,
'you've been seeing me for years. There's nothing you can't tell me.'
'This one's kind of strange...'
'Let me be the judge of that, The doctor replied.
'Well,' she said, 'yesterday I went to the bathroom in the morning and heard a plink-plink-plink in the toilet and when I looked down, the water was full of pennies.'
'I see.'
'That afternoon I went to the bathroom again and, plink-plink-plink, there were some 2p's in the bowl.'
'That night,' she went on, 'I went again, Plink-plink-plink, and there were 5p's and this morning there were 10p's
You've got to tell me what's wrong with me!' she implored.
'I'm scared out of my wits!'
The gynaecologist put a comforting hand on her shoulder.
'There, there now, it's nothing to be scared about.
(Ready for this?)
(I'm warning you.....)
(Still not too late....delete now!)
'You're simply going through the change!