Learned to drive in one of these way back in 1967. Passed first time, but it was much easier then.
If he crashes this one he can take the bus.
Intel Core 2 Quad Q6700 2.66GHz Socket 775 1066MHz 8MB (2x4MB(4MB per core pair)) L2 Cache OEM Processor
Arctic Cooling AC-FRZ-7P Freezer 7 Pro Socket 775 Processor Cooler
Antec P182 Gunmetal Grey Super Mid Tower Case - No PSU
Western Digital WD5000AAKS 500GB SATA II 7200RPM 16MB Cache - OEM
Western Digital WD2500AAKS Caviar SE 250GB 7200RPM SATAII/300 16MB Cache - OEM
Gainward 9500GT 512MB DDR2 VGA DVI HDMI HDCP PCI-E Graphics Card
LiteOn 16x DVD-Rom Internal SATA Black Bare Drive - OEM
LiteOn 20x DVD±RW Dual Layer & Ram SATA Black Bare Drive - OEM
Gigabyte GA-EP45T-UD3R iP45 Socket 775 8 channel audio ATX Motherboard
Antec 0761345-07660-9 - TRUEPOWER NEW TP-650 GB PSU 650W CONTINOUS POWER ATX
OCZ OCZ3RPR13334GK - OCZ PC3-10666 DDR3 Reaper 1333MHz Dual Channel 4G Kit 6-6-6-18 Heatpipe Heatspreader
Samsung SM2433BW 24” TFT Monitor 1920x1200 20000:1 300cd/m2 5ms VGA/DVI
Logitech Wireless Desktop Wave Pro - With New MX1100 Rechargable Laser Mouse
UPDATE: Now using two Samsung 24 inch monitors (as above) and the Apple Keyboard together with a basic Logitech mouse.
Will is making great headway on the MR2. He has completely stripped out the interior and repaired everything that needed repairing, including a very dodgy driver's window mechanism.
Well done son!
Got the new car to collect tomorrow. It's not a Subaru, an Audi or a Golf, which are the cars my son wanted. It's a boring Ford Focus. But it's brand new, it was a good price and they are damn good cars so....tough! To be fair to Will, once he had a good look at it and approved of the low profile tyres and the alloy wheels and the entertainment centre (you know the really important stuff!) he was really quite pleased with it.
The old MR2 is getting rested for the winter. Will is going to start stripping it down and we will be doing a full refurb over the next six months or so (money allowing, of course). Steering rack, track rods, reinforcing bars, brakes, bodywork, respray, new wheels, new steering wheel and some interior refurb and plenty of other things that we haven't even thought of yet. That's about £2.5k so far but, as all MR2 owners will tell you, the paying out never ends....
The picture is slightly misleading. There is a road and there are other properties close by...two houses and a farm! No mains water (we've got our own supply) and no mains drainage (it all goes into a septic tank).
Check out some pictures of the house and views HERE
Will has spent the week washing bedding, shampooing carpets and cushions and generally cleaning and tidying prior to their arrival. Anything that gets a 17 year old doing that can't be bad.
The local shop keeper will be happy. They spent a fortune in his shop last time they were here, mostly on sweets, crisps and Irn Brew.
I'm hoping another one of Will's friends, now living in the north of England, will pop up for a few days. He was one of the gang until he moved up north to live with his father. His mother died last year and we haven't seen him since then. He's a nice lad and it would be great to see him again.
Sandra and I have been lucky with our children's friends. They have all been really great lads and the older ones have grown into good, decent men.
It's much easier for young people to stay in contact today than it was when I was growing up. Typically, you lost touch after leaving school and your friends went on to marry, have children and, often, move away from the area. Now they can stay in touch from every corner of the world and can follow each other's antics on social networks. That aspect of the new technology is incredibly positive and only those, like me,who are old enough to remember the days before the internet, mobile phones and digital cameras can really appreciate that.
Using our old keyboard and mouse, a £12 monitor bought on eBay and a free case he got from a fellow student in exchange for sorting out his network, the total costs came in at under £200 - including new fans. We should get a few quid back for the old spare parts so, all in all, a pretty inexpensive deal for a well specced (no crap parts) computer. Well done son!
Aberdeen City Council is in crisis. It was dominated by unbroken Labour control for 63 years, up until the elections last year. It is mired in debt and facing bancruptcy. This state of affairs hasn't developed overnight, as you can imagine, but successive councils have refused to bite the bullet and do anything about it. Now Labour has the chutzpah to berate the SNP and Lid-dems for cutting services in order to avoid complete financial collapse, a collapse that Labour must have seen coming for years. Tossers!
Whatever happens shit will hit fan. And we want to be well away from this dysfunctional city when it does. But the stress of waiting for an exit plan is a bloody pain. I've got bubbly and a big fuck-off Cuban cigar for the moment we know for certain that we are out of here. I can't wait.
Having a couple of very attractive female doctors doesn't hurt either!
Anyway, with luck I should be able to crank up my postings to a more respectable level again soon. You have been warned ;)
Many junior doctors do not understand common hospital laboratory tests and are putting patients at risk as a result, biochemists have claimed. The Annals of Clinical Biochemistry reports that 18% of more than 80 junior doctors surveyed were happy to order a test they could not fully interpret. The Association for Clinical Biochemistry blamed poor teaching of the subject at medical schools.It's not just junior doctors. I listened to the practice nurse at my GP surgery inform me a few weeks ago that my blood fats results were not very impressive. It appeared, according to her interpretation of the results that I had liquified lard coursing through my veins whereas, in fact, my results weren't just good they were bloody fantastic but the nurse had got her HDL and LDL cholesterol mixed up. I had a quiet word with my GP suggesting a little re-training might be in order as this nurse was probably frightening the life out of patients on a daily basis.
He was sitting up and looked quite chipper. His main concern was his 'staff' or walking stick which had gone missing and the fact that they had cut his clothes off with a pair of shears in the emergency room, where he had gone into cardiac arrest a second time. He was pissed-off about that. I resisted the temptation to tell him that he should be happy to still be with us, clothes or no clothes, given that the grim reaper had him by the short and curlies a couple of times, but I held my tongue.
His wife was with him and she was finally able to solve the mystery of why he hadn't wacked his head on the ground. I had been able to grab him in time and lower him gently to the floor, avoiding a nasty bump to his bonce. I shook his hand and wished him well and we had a little chat before I made my excuses and left. It was good to see him looking bright and perky. With luck he should be around for a few more years. He came so close to checking out. It makes you think...
On the way to the exit I spotted a very old and frail looking woman in a wheelchair just outside the main door. Her drip was on a stand next to her and she was enthusiastically puffing on a cigarette. Driving out I noticed the sign, 'Aberdeen Royal Infirmary. This is a smoke free zone'. You've got to laugh!
I hope the old timer recovers fully. He's over the first hurdle - about half of all heart attack victims die before even reaching hospital - but he's certainly not out of the woods. I tried ringing A&E to see how he was but I gave up after several attempts. Aberdeen's main hospital and you can't get anyone to pick up the bloody phone at 8pm on a Thursday evening! Jeez. Not that they would tell me anything. They'd probably quote 'Data Protection' or Terror legislation or EU rules or some such bollocks.
If I was religious I'd say a little prayer for the old timer but I'm not so I'll just have to hope the guy makes it and manages to stick around for a bit longer. Life is sweet, after all.
(Update: Visited him in hospital a day later, where he seemed fully recovered)
I had to have our much loved old cat, Jim, put to sleep this afternoon. It completely broke me up.
He was a great survivor and had a very happy and contented life but in the end there was nothing more we could do for him and I wanted him to have a peaceful and painless death. The veterinary staff were wonderful, as they always are on these occasions. I brought him home and cleaned him up ready for burial tomorrow.
For years he had suffered from a chronic sinus infection which meant he would sneeze a lot, usually covering everything close by in foul smelling snot. He had improved quite a lot in the last year or so and his sneezes were not as explosive. After the vet had checked Jim’s heart to confirm that he had died he went out of the room to collect a large cloth so I could wrap Jim to take him home. While he was out Jim let go one last sneeze! It was a reflex, of course, but - through the tears - it brought a little smile to my face. I shall miss him a lot.