Bonce's own personal thread. Volume VIII

boltonbonce wrote:

Sluffy wrote:

Well said - of course we all are!

Glad to hear things are back on track for you now.

Long may they be so.

Hope you're in fine fettle too Sluffy. I know we don't help.

Thanks I very much appreciate the thought.

I'm fine apart from one or two issues that comes as part and parcel of growing old.

My best days are behind me but I'm not on the slippery slope yet and don't expect to be for many a year to come.

I quite enjoy (within reason) the arguments, rows, pettiness, game playing, vendettas, point scoring and all the other stuff that goes on, although I never expected to be in the centre of it like I seem to be but I guess that comes with years of having to umpire my best what goes on, on here (and other sites I've modded) over the years.

I had though, a few months back, got sick and tired of the games that had been going on for years but had started to get well out of hand - so much so that it was becoming unpleasant for me to post.  I even announced behind the scenes that I was going to leave and thanked Karly in particular for all he's done for the site over the years - far more than I've ever done - but as the reality of Covid began to hit and I decided to almost voluntarily go in to isolation so to speak, I realised that if for no other reason posting on here helps pass some of my time away, so I decided to do a bit of a U-turn and stay.

I did however lay down the law and made it known I was no longer going to tolerate abuse or the game playing that had been going on.

Obviously it didn't make me popular and once again many were on my case again but a few well chosen bans sent the message that I was serious about this and most of it has stopped for now.

There's still a few digs out there but not on the scale it had gotten to.

I don't do grudges (yes I've seen the emoticons on the other thread) otherwise one or two of you would certainly have gone for good from here a long time ago!

I know I'm a required taste but I am fair and honest and treat people equally.

You've all been around long enough to know what I'm like and you are all still here so despite what you may think of me, I can't be that bad or you would have found somewhere else to your liking by now.

Anyway onwards and upwards, the makings of a great season ahead of us and Covid, old age and illness, or whatever gets thrown at us we will all see it through and have a few laughs along the way!

It's always fun, despite everything that kicks off now and again. It's a mixture of the Bash Street kids, and an old folks home, the residents of which get by on a diet of mind altering drugs. 
Yours is not a job for the faint hearted. You're probably as barmy as the rest of us.
Let's hope we're all soon talking about the mighty Whites.

boltonbonce wrote:It's always fun, despite everything that kicks off now and again. It's a mixture of the Bash Street kids, and an old folks home, the residents of which get by on a diet of mind altering drugs. 
Yours is not a job for the faint hearted. You're probably as barmy as the rest of us.
Let's hope we're all soon talking about the mighty Whites.

I feel we should consider brown bread as well.

Cajunboy wrote:
I feel we should consider brown bread as well.

Has to be Warbies though.

Adolphe Sax, inventor of the saxophone, is a man after my own heart. During the course of his childhood he fell from a height of three floors, hit his head on a stone and could barely stand afterwards.
At the age of three, drank a bowl full of acidic water and later swallowed a pin.
Burnt himself seriously in a gunpowder explosion.
Fell onto a hot cast-iron frying pan, burning his side.
Survived an accidental poisoning from keeping varnished items in his bedroom during the night.
Was hit on the head by a rock
Fell into a river and nearly died.

Wonderful effort.

Reminds me of the story I heard many years ago. 
An Italian man who lived up in one of the mountain villages was feeling tired of life, and decided to end it all by putting his head in his gas oven. After some minutes, and feeling not too well, he changed his mind.
Pleased with his decision, he sat down and went to light a cigarette. The remaining gas immediately ignited, and set his hair on fire. in a panic, he ran into the street and dived into a horse trough full of water. Unfortunately, he knocked himself out, and drowned.
As they say in Scotland, whats for you, won't go past you.

gloswhite wrote:Reminds me of the story I heard many years ago. 
An Italian man who lived up in one of the mountain villages was feeling tired of life, and decided to end it all by putting his head in his gas oven. After some minutes, and feeling not too well, he changed his mind.
Pleased with his decision, he sat down and went to light a cigarette. The remaining gas immediately ignited, and set his hair on fire. in a panic, he ran into the street and dived into a horse trough full of water. Unfortunately, he knocked himself out, and drowned.
As they say in Scotland, whats for you, won't go past you.

The inquest must have been a hoot.

Just a random thought, but, are we still allowed to shout 'come on you Whites'?

Someone will object to it Boncey, it seems to be the modern way 

Norpig wrote:Someone will object to it Boncey, it seems to be the modern way 

The Black Dyke Mills Band were preparing for a concert at Carnegie Hall in the USA a few years ago, and their American hosts got in touch to ask if they could possibly change their name to the British Mills Band.
The Band declined, and the concert went ahead to great acclaim.

I wonder which they objected to the most, Black, or Dyke.

gloswhite wrote:I wonder which they objected to the most, Black, or Dyke.

Good job the Fairey Engineering band didn't turn up as well.

Actually Bonce, you've just reminded me of an Airfix model I've still got in my attic. A Fairey Rotodyne, a cross between a helicopter and plane.  Hhmm, I might dig that one out, and see if I can be bothered making it.

gloswhite wrote:Actually Bonce, you've just reminded me of an Airfix model I've still got in my attic. A Fairey Rotodyne, a cross between a helicopter and plane.  Hhmm, I might dig that one out, and see if I can be bothered making it.

It wants to make its bloody mind up before I fly in it.

I know what you mean. Looks good though.

gloswhite wrote:I know what you mean. Looks good though.

The last Airfix I did was the Bismarck, and that was many years ago. Don't think I'd have the patience or the manual dexterity now.

Preston's businesswoman of the year once claimed to be a model. Now we know who it was for.

Russians Irish dancing.

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