Drones

Driving up the road towards the sea I spoke to a chap cleaning some drains near his bungalow, as soon as he started to speak I heard that black country accent. He sold his farm near Wolverhampton and some of his land was to be used for the new rail link, needless to say they are waiting for compensation as its not running across his land. He went on to say the green patch of lawn was once a pond with a drain pipe going to the cliff. Pond and drain long gone (1978) that’s why the cliffs are eroding  not so much from the sea but rain coming off the land. When he bought his house he could not get a mortgage it had to be cash and that was 30 years ago.I asked what he thinks about being close to the sea.....”well if I wake up and it’s in the garden I suppose I will have to move

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6iNQ7FB6avA

Erorsian really bad down the east coast Jack. A mate o mines parents had a chalet at Flanboro until it fell into the sea, so no more free weekends by te sea!

this seems to be the worst village Dave

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=XDf3z4EVxCg

Just thinking now ! if Kent would erode about 25 miles think how many less illegals would make it to our shores. 

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Just thinking now ! if Kent would erode about 25 miles think how many less illegals would make it to our shores. 

Thanks Don, we are in the buying and selling house market again! Eleanor wants to downsize and move nearer the Family in the Dover Area. Dealing with Estate Agents and Solicitors is a pain in the arse , but it's got to be done. I just hate all the upheaval, getting to old mate! 

Happy wife happy life as normal! I know what you're suffering Bob as I'm being forced to move to give her the show house she wants at the expense of ditching half of my toys to fit into a shed half the size of what I need and having to do twice the travelling to the shops and ranges!

The trouble wi wimmin in my experience iz tharrif tha dunt agree wi wot thi want thaz a miserable awkward twat who only wants thi own way n if tha dunt agree wi em thy az ta purrup wi em avin a boo-at race like a slapped arse wi an expression like a fukkin burglars dog! Gud luck wi the gaff untin lads!

It's just all the hassle with Estate agents and Solicitors, you would think it would be straight forward. But it's anything but I find I'm the one running about trying to sort stuff out while they tell me to go on this portal or that portal to fill in paperwork it's a bloody nightmare because I'm not all that technically bright when it comes to that sort of thing. But I suppose I can see where she's coming from, she wants to be nearer the daughters in the Dover area in case anything happens to me.

So far the estate agent and solicitor we've been dealing with have been shite. TLO spends hours on the computer every day and then relays the information she's gleaned over to them. There's been problems with the boundary line on a map, which is clearly a mistake, and another one with the solar panels on the roof which were put on under a free 20 yr lease scheme that no longer exists. The company that installed them has ceased trading but still gets a feed in tariff from the panels, and the solicitors said they couldn't trace them but 'Er Indoors like a Staffie with her teeth into a bone managed it somehow, so what are we paying these people for? I'll be glad when it's all over and have told her if she decides to move again she's on her own and I'll be off to the hills in the van!

Pain in the arse moving gaff, total fukk about time. We came up ere ta av a butchers round fer a week fer the "Trouble" ta choose wot she liked cos really a don,t give a fukk az long az it,s someweer ta get thi crust down at neet, someweer ta cook thi scoff n near some hurdy gurdy land but she wanted ta move back to er homeland fer the rest of er days. Thought ad hit the jackpot when she chose this gaff, fukk all ta do, so a thought! Think agee-an! Ta gerrit ta er standards over the last 14 years av spent at least 70K up ta now! Al av ta stop er wetchin progs on the gogglebox like, "Escape Ta the country" n readin them wimmins magazines, be a lot cheaper ta just fukkin escape!!

Know what you mean Dave, I was the same when I bought this place, only looking at the sheds as the house could be a tent for all I cared as long as it keeps the rain off me bonce and has a cooker! I've spent about 20 grand over the last few years on this place to please her, ditching most of my furniture and replacing it to her taste, refitting the kitchen and bedroom, and now I'll be expected to ditch it all again when she moves all her furniture from her house into the new house, which she swears is her dream home and won't need altering apart from a few tiles in the kitchen. Yeah right, wait out!

The latest obstacle in the sale of my place after the mortgage surveyor came round this morning for the buyer is the lender told them they wouldn't lend on a house near a farm! The farm is half a mile away, and any house around the village is within that distance of at least one farm fer f.cks sake! You might as well say near a cinema or a shop! His advisor says it isn't a problem and she'll appeal it as she's dealt with worse ones over the years, but TLO is climbing the walls at the thought of losing her dream house again! 

Mine watches all these house programmes on telly and gets ideas for me to do. I hate bloody George Clarke, Martin Roberts, and all those other twats who make life hard for me.

The mistake all you guys made was proving yourself competent at DIY shit.  After attempting to match chipwood paper, I am basically banned from PnD and almost every other trade, even chippying for which i have a bit of paper.  The wife still takes the piss out of me to this day, when i have a piece of wood in my hand.  Note, i said a piece of wood and not wood; in my hand, that's another pisstake.  I can and have done a bit of bricky work, i.e. build a BBQ and block a door up, but there's not a lot of call for this indoors.  

A don,t mind duin jobs outside worrever it is, nice fresh air n roofin iz mi favourite cos wimmin deffo won,t climb a ladder ta see wot thaz bin duin, but inside a allus sweat like a Paki in a fukkin soo-ap factory, allus work in mi undercrackers but that went tits up when a oppened the door ta the Avon Lady n the "Trouble" went fukkin berserek! so teld er, "Do it thi fukkin sen then!" Silence iz Golden time! agee-an! Az fer decoratin? Kunt who invented it needs fukkin, n geezer who invented fukkin needs decoratin! Biggest laff wuz when she came oo-am from Slimmin World n teld mi that a young lass from theer wuz a decorator n she,d booked er ta do the lounge, double reight fer me! Mid Summer, young tash turns up, tits angin out of er smock, aristotle showin, me almost pissin on the deck! Coorse that wunt do, so sent out wi the urdy gurdy n dogs fer the day, she wuz ere 3 days n did a brill job n well weth payin for! Now the "Trouble" gets fed up o mi askin, "Wot thy avin decorated next luv?"