bapu
nein pee-niziz two go Starummy. 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
For a TOTP

I am not that childish Edwidge...
 
 
.... awe ram eye .....

jamesg1213

SteveStrummerUK

jamesg1213
Bought plenty of No. 10a scalpel blades in me time though.
 
 
 
 
 
 
I told you I bore me.

I find this information diametrically opposite to anything remotely tedious.
 
I have wielded many a scalpel blade myself. I maybe wrong, but I don't think you used them for the same reason as me.
 
 

.... then in a signmaking capacity, years of hand-cutting lettering and logos from adhesive vinyl before them computators came along.
 
Yourself?

I'd guessed as mulch (my old mate Jamie L is a signwriterer).
 
I used them to dissect small animals. Many a dogfish, earthworm and rat succumbed to my inept butchery when I was pretending to do some biological science.
 
In the A-Level practical exam at school, one would be expected to perform a 'random' single specified dissection from a list of around 7 or 8 different ones for the dogfish, half a dozen for the rat, and a couple for the worm that we'd learned and practised during the course. Come the day of the exam, you'd be presented with a pristine animal and have three hours or so to complete the task.
 
I particularly remember the dogfish we used to get at school to learn on. Whereas we'd get a nice 'complete' specimen to dissect for the exam, they were never as generous with the fish when we were actually learning how to perform each dissection. It meant that instead of getting a new animal for each dissection, at the end of every session, one's own 'pet' dogfish would be dropped back into a bag (not even a jar!) of formaldehyde and stored in the fridge until the following week when it would be brought out for the next dissection.
 
Believe me, when you pulled what was left of the wretched thing out of its bag for the last dissection (exposing the lateral line if I remember correctly) it absolutely reeked, regardless of how much formaldehyde it had soaked up. And we were not allowed to wear surgical gloves, just a meagre application of cheap (and completely useless)barrier cream. As you can imagine, the smell of rancid fish flesh, formaldehyde and oily barrier cream used to (quite literally) get under your skin
 
Even after all these years, I can still 'smell' that vile odour whenever I think about it
 
 

OK, go
 

 
 
He he, this reminds me of the good old days...
 
 
Just Bapsi and Straummy rattling around in an otherwise empty CH talking utter and complete bollocks to one another

Collecting fees and taxes Bill, fees and taxes.

(You should take note that mine can still stand straight up.  Just sayin'...  )
 

*Pfft...*  Nobody has an Alembic!  

I wanted to just pop in and say how refreshing this thread had become lately,
 
but of course has it?
 
Ill go chop down a cherry tree, instead...
 
 
Brit humour, irony, and sarcasm I shall not quite "get"...

Mesh
Dr. Phil: What is wrong with you? Why do you feel the need that you gotta "get" somebody all the time?
Madea: Well when you gettin' "got" and somebody done "got" you and you go "get" them, when you get 'em everybody's gon' get got.
Dr. Phil: Yea but you're gettin' the gotters when they didn't do anything to even get you.
Madea: Yea but if the gotters get me I'm gonna get my glock.
 

What are you "GETTING" for lunch today???
 
never too early to think about food ...

3 words...
 
Flat
Pack
Furniture
 

Mesh

jamesg1213
3 words...
 
Flat
Pack
Furniture
 

You're moving?

there's that damn British Humour © again ....

And did I ever mention that I played in a band with Burleigh* long before Ambrosia even existed?
 
 
 
*for about two weeks when we all decided he was heads above us in terms of skill and talent.