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In case?? At Athol's maturing years, a wee bag is all that is necessary, but he'll need a good dozen or so of them.Is the wee bag in case you get caught short on the way?
In case?? At Athol's maturing years, a wee bag is all that is necessary, but he'll need a good dozen or so of them.Is the wee bag in case you get caught short on the way?
Miss the old days!
Roadside picnics were a thing you did while you waited for the recovery van to turn up or while your dad swore at the car and banged his head on the bonnet catch.Roadside picnics there was little option back in the day, nowadays there seems to be a coffee van in just about every lay-by but no toilets
Roadside picnics were a thing you did while you waited for the recovery van to turn up or while your dad swore at the car and banged his head on the bonnet catch.
Genius!We did that too, I remember we use to take a little camping stove to boil the kettle for a cup of tea but the old man got fed up of waiting so he rigged up a roofing torch to a small caller gas bottle and we carried it everywhere in the boot. He could get the kettle boiling in super quick time but then we had to wait for the torch to cool down before we could pack up.
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We did that too, I remember we use to take a little camping stove to boil the kettle for a cup of tea but the old man got fed up of waiting so he rigged up a roofing torch to a small caller gas bottle and we carried it everywhere in the boot. He could get the kettle boiling in super quick time but then we had to wait for the torch to cool down before we could pack up.
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Genius!
My father-in-law uses a torch like that to light his wood-burning stove.
Too easy for my FiL, and nothing like dangerous enough. When you grow up in bandit country, if you're not living on the edge you're taking up too much space.I just use a blowtorch with disposable butane cylinders to light mine
C
Too easy for my FiL, and nothing like dangerous enough. When you grow up in bandit country, if you're not living on the edge you're taking up too much space.
Apparently
What then, just throw them over the nearest hedge when your finished!I just use a blowtorch with disposable butane cylinders to light mine
C
What then, just throw them over the nearest hedge when your finished!
Dave
My granny used one to light her cigarettes! lolWe did that too, I remember we use to take a little camping stove to boil the kettle for a cup of tea but the old man got fed up of waiting so he rigged up a roofing torch to a small caller gas bottle and we carried it everywhere in the boot. He could get the kettle boiling in super quick time but then we had to wait for the torch to cool down before we could pack up.
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My first summer job was working with my Dads company on chemical plants, all the pipe fitters lit their cigarettes from the oxy acetylene welding torches *** in mouth and then point the torch your face - seems bonkers these daysMy granny used one to light her cigarettes! lol
My first summer job was working with my Dads company on chemical plants, all the pipe fitters lit their cigarettes from the oxy acetylene welding torches *** in mouth and then point the torch your face - seems bonkers these days
Every Saturday morning at my Dad's Garage we burnt all the rubbish around the back.My first summer job was working with my Dads company on chemical plants, all the pipe fitters lit their cigarettes from the oxy acetylene welding torches *** in mouth and then point the torch your face - seems bonkers these days
My Dad was in the litho industry back in the 70’s 80’s and I remember the twice weekly bonfire to burn the rubbish. It contained a lot of polyester film amongst other things so a massive black cloud marked the spot. The thing was his premises where in the town about 2 minutes walk from Debenhams. I remember one old boy who used to love bonfire day and line the bins up to tip them as the fire died down. Little did he know that one bin had had a load of acetone soaked rags put in the bottom for a giggle. Boom! Up went the bin and half his hair. We all creased up laughing. The good old days indeed.Every Saturday morning at my Dad's Garage we burnt all the rubbish around the back.
Everything went in there from the body shop and workshop big flames and bangs too.
All the metal left from the fire went in the scrap pile.
Good Times indeed