SGOTM 08 - Geezers

It's a party Sam :)

2009 will be much better than 2008. Don't worry. If it's not, we'll blame HB.
 
Happy New Year All! :) Bit late - have been sitting on the balcony watching the couples fighting in the street in the traditional British New Year Off Your Face Celebration. Keep changing my mind on who to cheer for, which annoys Mr Misotu :)

PS Yeah, I blame HB for whatever it is. Absolutely. (Falls face forwards onto keyboard)


Wow. You do live in an exciting place. Or I live in a dull quiet one.
I expect we do get a bit of unwelcome excitement in the Andover town centre, but we live out in the suburbs where all the neighbours come out to the gardens to watch the fireworks - and then back indoors for more spirits & Grrr.

PS. Who won?
 
Jim Beam ? Are you kidding ? Bah. Phui Bah. On my last flight back from Alabama I sat beside a really wise guy. He said that Jack Daniels is no whiskey, it is a bourbon. :eek: Well, in a way he is right. :crazyeye:

Happy New Year to all of the Geezers ! :newyear:
 
Well, there goes our reputation as a team. As soon as the topic gets to partying and booze, our rate of posting goes up about 200%. :rolleyes: ;)
 
Our reputation as a friendly team must have been enhanced!
After all, who else has posted anything at all around the New Year itself?
(Well, one other, but that's more a case of:
'Happy New Year'
'Shut yer cake ole. How can we squeeze one more wonder out of this thing in the optimum time when you obviously use alien mathematics, drunken Viking Fools')
 
<snurkle> Do I detect more of the dulcet tones of Murky Waters?

Wow. You do live in an exciting place.

All is now quiet here and amazingly the night seems to have passed off without serious incident. Even the cars are intact. The girls won last night, fortunately :).

Leamington Spa (where I live, right in the centre) is an unusual place. Lurking behind the elegant Georgian facade, the Royal Pump Rooms, the wide, tree-lined streets and award-winning public gardens with their lakes and fountains is an explosive violence with a hair trigger. Most violent town (ie not a city - we're not competing with Manchester yet) in GB based on knifings etc per head of population. I have no idea why. We have lived in this house for just over 4 years. During that time, our car has been vandalised, generally taking the form of boots applied firmly and repeatedly to the bodywork, seven times. It can be tedious, but really the rest of it is great so we put up with it.
 
During that time, our car has been vandalised, generally taking the form of boots applied firmly and repeatedly to the bodywork, seven times. It can be tedious, but really the rest of it is great so we put up with it.
OMG! I never realised it was that kind of a place!
You certainly have mental toughness. I think it would have made me white haired and ill, that kind of worry. (and no, I'm not white haired and ill)

I grew up in Hemel Hempstead, and it was fairly placid in those days. I understand it is a more dangerous environment today. I guess it's happening all over.

<snurkle> Do I detect more of the dulcet tones of Murky Waters?
Ooer. Should I admit? I fear for my safety once the other teams are able to read our thread. (What a wuss!)
Yes. It was a paraphrasing of some of their intra-team compliments.
 
During that time, our car has been vandalised, generally taking the form of boots applied firmly and repeatedly to the bodywork, seven times. It can be tedious, but really the rest of it is great so we put up with it.

Wow. :eek: and I am outrageous when they take the star from my car once in a while. It sounds like Greece some weeks ago and it seems you have that permanently. :(
 
Yeah, well my husband used to get quite upset. Being an engineer, he has a bond with his personal transport that I find hard to understand. For me, cars have only a very little more emotional appeal than washing machines - and believe me, I don't hang around our kitchen stroking our front-loader :D

He's more resigned now. I guess it might have made him white-haired - but fortunately he doesn't have any hair any more, so that's that one solved, heh. We buy second-hand cars now, and ignore any damage that isn't a safety issue. Works for us :)

The most minor incident simply involved kicking off the wing mirrors - though since they are the electrically-heated kind, that's nearly a couple of hundred squid per go. Which actually did annoy me, because it had to be fixed for safety reasons. The wine budget suffered over that period, I can tell you. Bah!

The "worst" one was when a group of brain-damaged Neanderthals decided that the quickest route home was over the top of the car, rather than on the pavement. Yes, these heavy-booted intellectually-stunted morons actually jumped onto the boot and then jumped, boing boing, across the roof and along the bonnet. Wot a laugh, eh?

Actually, without a doubt the very worst one was when my son was in the wrong place at the wrong time and got jumped by another bunch of inebriated idiots looking for cheap laughs. His friend (who, astonishingly, went to try to help him) was knocked down and battered a bit but James lost his front tooth and needed large quantities of stitches in his mouth. For some reason, James has now moved to St Albans - the town where I grew up and which seems to have retained at least a veneer of civilisation :rolleyes:

I worked in Hemel Hempstead for many years and know it quite well. When I last knew it, it was heading downwards fast ... :(

Bring back the birch, that's wot I say! And hanging. Birching and hanging. Then drawing and quartering. That'll teach 'em :old:
 
Ooer. Should I admit? I fear for my safety once the other teams are able to read our thread. (What a wuss!)
Yes. It was a paraphrasing of some of their intra-team compliments.

Don't worry AgedOne - it's been a while since the Viking invasions of Britain. I'm not expecting a long boat in the Andover area any time soon :lol:

And thinking of the other team members ... last time the Spanish tried it, I believe the glorious Armada got the winds wrong. <evil snurkle>

Game of bowls, AgedOne?
 
I worked in Hemel Hempstead for many years and know it quite well. When I last knew it, it was heading downwards fast ... :(

Bring back the birch, that's wot I say! And hanging. Birching and hanging. Then drawing and quartering. That'll teach 'em :old:

Now why does that Transport Dept permanent secretary quote "we're all f****d" come to mind? Remember when all the terrible stuff seemed to happen elsewhere? :old: :sad:
 
Yeah, well my husband used to get quite upset. Being an engineer, he has a bond with his personal transport that I find hard to understand. For me, cars have only a very little more emotional appeal than washing machines - and believe me, I don't hang around our kitchen stroking our front-loader
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I worked in Hemel Hempstead for many years and know it quite well. When I last knew it, it was heading downwards fast ... :(

Bring back the birch, that's wot I say! And hanging. Birching and hanging. Then drawing and quartering. That'll teach 'em :old:

I just love what's happened to this team thread now that the game is over :D It's like we're a bunch of namby pamby facebook squatters that have moved in after the serious work is done. I'm sure we'll get moved on in a few days...

I'm not one of those who falls in love with his car (not in many years, since they all had to become practical work-horses to serve our family, anyhow). On the other hand, I get this terrible feeling in my guts whenever anything expensive gets damaged or threatens to break down! More so if it's something we rely on in life. (Had this car once that continually broke down and I'm sure took years off my life - but that's another story)

I do still have hair, and it isn't white. I have to admit to a fair chunk of grey - after all, the Geezers wouldn't have let me in without it!

I'm very thankful that none of our kids have suffered any kind of serious violence. It is a real worry, when they reach the age when they're out living their own lives.

Ah. St Albans. I have been there, but not often. I can still remember our school trip to Verulamium. It was only yesterday, of course :old:.

I get reports on HH from my sister, who still lives there with her family. [For the purposes of secrecy I'll refer to people by code names. I'll call her Di and myself Geoff. For no reason] It doesn't sound nice. Though whenever I've popped over, it's seemed calm enough. But they come out at night :shifty:. Di's told me of having their car damaged by the dustbin men, even, and nobody taking responsibility for it!


Don't worry AgedOne - it's been a while since the Viking invasions of Britain. I'm not expecting a long boat in the Andover area any time soon :lol:

And thinking of the other team members ... last time the Spanish tried it, I believe the glorious Armada got the winds wrong. <evil snurkle>

Game of bowls, AgedOne?

:lol: I'm in! There's still time.
I'm sure we'll hear them dragging their galleons up the A303.
 
Now why does that Transport Dept permanent secretary quote "we're all f****d" come to mind? Remember when all the terrible stuff seemed to happen elsewhere? :old: :sad:

Dimly. Before I moved here :D No really, Leamington is a great place. Beautiful and full of hippies doing arty stuff. At the back, my house looks over the river and the Jephson Gardens. I can feed swans and ducks from my garden wall ... of course, when the floods come it's a bit unnerving to find the ducks helping themselves from my dinner table <snurkle>

It's not that bad honest. Nothing a little drawing and quartering wouldn't solve. It's all they understand, you know :old:
 
@AgedOne: FACEBOOK!!!

OK, that's it AgedOne. Admit it. You are actually 14 and masquerading as an oldie simply to have a chance at the coveted Wooden Spoon Award.

You are, aren't you? :D
 
@AgedOne: FACEBOOK!!!

OK, that's it AgedOne. Admit it. You are actually 14 and masquerading as an oldie simply to have a chance at the coveted Wooden Spoon Award.

You are, aren't you? :D
:rotfl:
<ahem> I'm not actually a user, you see...

My youngest is 14 :lol:. I couldn't do that again!
Actually I have varying ages. Physical, intellectual, emotional. Probably go something like 52; 35 ; 14
Still believe I could pogo, but my shins would splinter. That kind of thing.
 
All right. I concede that anyone who considers the shin-splintering aspect is probably not 14. Or is very clever. I'm reserving judgement for the moment.

I'm sure we'll get moved on in a few days...

No ... they couldn't do that! We're a legitimate team. We submitted a game!

OK ... this is now the strategy thread for the next game. Which we don't know about yet, I admit, but still. Now is the time to begin the discussion. So, shut your cake holes and consider ...

I propose that we begin by telling The-Hawk that it is always 10 am *everywhere*. Deprived of his rationale for having a beer and enjoying life, his only option will be to focus on our next strategy, shrugging off his penchant for one-player games and devoting himself entirely to the cause. Then, we get erik's mystical graph-analysing powers involved, and we convince Sam that the only way forward is to analyse the other teams' impenetrable (and no doubt unfair) methods of beating us.

Me, AgedOne, Mark and HB can shout Grrrrr! and other encouragement from the side-lines.

See?

This way, we *must* get the gold thingy. Although frankly, it's not the most becoming colour for me. But we all have to make sacrifices.

Hah! You see AlanH? This is a strategy thread and let no-one suggest otherwise
 
What the hell are you guys on? You've gone nuts with the euphoria of victory.

It's well into 2 January here so New Year's is now old news.

Unless any of you care to take a stab at some resolutions for 2009.........
 
Ah ... youth.

So rational HB.

Did you not notice that you're lined up for the blame for a lot of stuff? Including 2009, which may or may not turn out well.

Mwahahaha ...

Yeah ok. The victory thing was quite good. What of it? Are you suggesting that we are anything other than old and steady? With a weight of experience? Derived from years of living?

My resolution for 2009 is the gold thingy, given the strategy I've outlined above. It can't fail, young 'un. :old:
 
What the hell are you guys on? You've gone nuts with the euphoria of victory.
It's only affecting Britain. Some kind of gas. Attacks our central nervous system. Now we need a Doctor more than ever...

Unless any of you care to take a stab at some resolutions for 2009.........

I guess I have probably violated several of the prerequisites for making resolutions, which as we know are:
1. It must be New Year's Eve (or before you've slept)
2. You must be ludicrously under the influence
3. You must devoutly believe in your resolution lasting the whole year
4. You are unaware of any part of the year that extends beyond Jan 31st

But shall I give it a crack?

I resolve to beat Deity level, somewhere, somehow. On any version of CIV4 . With or without artificial stimulants. With or without Geezer assistance as permissible under the UN convention on CIV playing, 2009.

 
All right. I concede that anyone who considers the shin-splintering aspect is probably not 14. Or is very clever. I'm reserving judgement for the moment.

I assume that it is not very clever to think that the underlined text saying Or is very clever is a link and can be clicked on to take me somewhere?
:sheep::blush::sheep:
 
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