Sybarite
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If you want to give yourself that special treat:
http://www.evinite.fr/bourgogne-domaine-de-la-romanee-conti-romanee-conti-2003
are boarders harder than day boys?
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If you want to give yourself that special treat:
http://www.evinite.fr/bourgogne-domaine-de-la-romanee-conti-romanee-conti-2003
prv
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How odd. I didn't know anybody, or anybody that knew anybody, that went to boarding school. Perhaps an age thing rather than location then?
Either that, or I was just far too low down the pecking order to have such acquaintances.
In my case it was an RAF thing - by paying for a chunk of the fees, the Air Force gained the ability to order my dad around the country (or the world, back when we still had overseas stations
) at no notice without screwing up mine and my brother's education. Fortunately we both earned partial scholarships which paid for another large chunk, and some money left by my grandad covered the rest. Pete
sailorgirl
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Heating what heating? We have none here to use even if it were needed.
I will admit to having to put slippers on recently when usually bare foot indoors suffices, whilst the balcony doors have been firmly shut for several days due to the damp yucky fog that has been hanging around almost to midday this week. I actually wore an extra layer this morning to venture to the sailing club, discarded it by the time I arrived though.
I will admit to having to put slippers on recently when usually bare foot indoors suffices, whilst the balcony doors have been firmly shut for several days due to the damp yucky fog that has been hanging around almost to midday this week. I actually wore an extra layer this morning to venture to the sailing club, discarded it by the time I arrived though.
ChattingLil
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I was also on board earlier this week - plenty warm enough although I'll admit to the 1kw oil-filled rad keeping the chill off.
I only did it because it was better than commuting.
I only did it because it was better than commuting.
prr
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Hey SWIBO get your coat on. I'm going to the pub.
Oh.... are you taking me with you?.......
No. I'm going to turn the heating off.
Now theres hard for you.
Oh.... are you taking me with you?.......
No. I'm going to turn the heating off.
Now theres hard for you.
dylanwinter
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Back home now
I was fine on the boat - although I had to start rationing the candles
the first bit of the night was a little rough but once the tide had gone down far enough it all went quiet
I did not even wake up when the tide turned so I must have slept well
cold this morning but I was sailing by 8.30
no sign of the harbour porpoises I have been trying to film
but sitting here with the Africa film on the BBC with whales, dolphins and pelicans all after the sardines
getting a few shots of porpoises seems utterly futile
great to be afloat though
and the sofa just moved
Dylan
I was fine on the boat - although I had to start rationing the candles
the first bit of the night was a little rough but once the tide had gone down far enough it all went quiet
I did not even wake up when the tide turned so I must have slept well
cold this morning but I was sailing by 8.30
no sign of the harbour porpoises I have been trying to film
but sitting here with the Africa film on the BBC with whales, dolphins and pelicans all after the sardines
getting a few shots of porpoises seems utterly futile
great to be afloat though
and the sofa just moved
Dylan
wotayottie
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From what my son said about his boarding house, boarders get far more used to discomfort and privation. So maybe thats what you're hooked on Dylan. Like the muslims at the haj, you really need to move along the road thrashing yourself with whatever it is they use. Or like the plants in my greenhouse you need hardening off so that you will thereafter be more vigorous rather than just keel over and be limp.
But certainly if you wish to approach any level of holiness in your self imposed hermit existence, you need to restrict yourself to water and stale dry bread ( maybe a slurp of your own urine Ghandi style) , one rough hairy blanket and a dip in the briny first thing as your wash. Just like going back to school.
P.S. Our dips in the nearby river at school camp were called Totals because thats what we were - totally naked. Yes, really! Always reckoned the master in charge was strange.
P.P.S. I've noticed that on the plethora of strange TV channels we now get their are other video producer types doing strange survival type things from the Grylls chap to the round the world bikers to the jungle survival types and so on. Is this now necessary to establish street cred in the video community?
But certainly if you wish to approach any level of holiness in your self imposed hermit existence, you need to restrict yourself to water and stale dry bread ( maybe a slurp of your own urine Ghandi style) , one rough hairy blanket and a dip in the briny first thing as your wash. Just like going back to school.
P.S. Our dips in the nearby river at school camp were called Totals because thats what we were - totally naked. Yes, really! Always reckoned the master in charge was strange.
P.P.S. I've noticed that on the plethora of strange TV channels we now get their are other video producer types doing strange survival type things from the Grylls chap to the round the world bikers to the jungle survival types and so on. Is this now necessary to establish street cred in the video community?
Thistle
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School with little / erratic / no heating was comfort compared to cadet camps. Freezing, damp, uninsulated Nissen huts. Damp mattress (don't ask!), two damp sheets, one damp blanket. One stove, tiny ration of coal and nothing to light it with: the other huts always seemed to be short of chair, folding, wooden (qty 1) by the end of the weekend. Always looked forward to the next weekend, though.
DownWest
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Hah! You didn't know our matron. Last resort if you felt rough. One guy had been feeling a bit poorly for a while, so finally presented himself at the infirmary. She took one look and called the vet. He gave the once over and looked a bit puzzled. " You seem to have had pneumonia and pleurisy, but got over them"
Who was it said prison had no fears if you had been to a public school? Oscar? They sound right cushy by comparison.
davidej
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I think it was Jonathan Aitkin
dylanwinter
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getting into lounge territory here but....
I do remember a bloke who was in an iranian prison for about five years - this was at least three decades ago
when he came out they asked him how he coped
"I went to an English Boarding school so it was noty too bad"
was his answer
as for the heart rending nissan hut story
our school started with nissan huts as dormitories
and we still had our latin and maths lessons in the nissan huts - heated by coke fire
there was a scrabble to get through the door to sit close to the pot belly which you could poke with plastic rulers and make satisfying smells and strings of plastic
thanks chaps - this is what I am doing by going winter sailing when the weather man if promising no sun at all
trying to recapture the deprivations of my youth
I am back aged 13 as opposed to 58
aaaaagh!
I do remember a bloke who was in an iranian prison for about five years - this was at least three decades ago
when he came out they asked him how he coped
"I went to an English Boarding school so it was noty too bad"
was his answer
as for the heart rending nissan hut story
our school started with nissan huts as dormitories
and we still had our latin and maths lessons in the nissan huts - heated by coke fire
there was a scrabble to get through the door to sit close to the pot belly which you could poke with plastic rulers and make satisfying smells and strings of plastic
thanks chaps - this is what I am doing by going winter sailing when the weather man if promising no sun at all
trying to recapture the deprivations of my youth
I am back aged 13 as opposed to 58
aaaaagh!
Gerry
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sailorman
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It was around 1959/60 we camped in the grounds of said skool. a nissin hut was used as a wash room.
wide area chase game were fun with all the trees & heather. meals were cooked on a petrol fuelled range
wide area chase game were fun with all the trees & heather. meals were cooked on a petrol fuelled range
Davegriff
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Bloomin' luxury. We used to keep warm by energetically dodging the blackboard rubber usually aimed to clip you round the ear.
Another good way to keep warm was from the sting of the blow delivered by the PE master who'd run the full length of the gym with a plimsole in his hand. (an early form of trainer for younger readers). Can't remember the b***st**d's name.
Ah, the memories of happy childhood come flooding back.
emsworthy
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Alfie168
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Alfie168
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I confess I havn't actually camped in the snow since I was 16 and then 18 on cadets 'arduous training'..so called camps at Glenmore. We went skiing on the cheap basically. The first time my sleeping bag was totally inadequate and I ended up wearing all the clothes I possessed to keep warm. The next time I had a nice duck down bag, and an even more wonderful big army issue dark green quilted sleeping bag outer with a waterproof base.....and that was sheer bloody luxury..and i took my own tent which had a flysheet and zipped up proper unlike the cadet issue 'tissue paper' single skin ones.
It would have been fine except I tripped over the guy ropes when drunk and ripped the flysheet. I learned to sew with cold hands PDQ and cobbled it back together. It had to be scrapped on my return home.
I dunno why, but its nice to be in the cold.....as long as there is somewhere you can snuggle up warm and drink tea, soup, whisky, and defy the elements. A (non leaking) tent in the rain is a nice place to be.
I have found cars the worst place to try and get proper kip in the cold.
Tim
It would have been fine except I tripped over the guy ropes when drunk and ripped the flysheet. I learned to sew with cold hands PDQ and cobbled it back together. It had to be scrapped on my return home.
I dunno why, but its nice to be in the cold.....as long as there is somewhere you can snuggle up warm and drink tea, soup, whisky, and defy the elements. A (non leaking) tent in the rain is a nice place to be.
I have found cars the worst place to try and get proper kip in the cold.
Tim
WestWittering
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A cold bed you can warm up pretty quickly - just throw a small dog in there - but a damp bed sucks the very life from you..
Di
Di
AngusMcDoon
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I'm now coming up to 3 years living in a tent. Half way through my 3rd winter now. Looking forward to the clocks changing again. The winter before last was colder than this one, -15 C one night. Minimum so far this winter has been -8. It's not the cold that is the problem though, it is the damp.
DownWest
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Don't tell me... Went to a fancy dress party when 17, dressed as a Roman. ie skimpy outfit and sandals. Dropped the g/f off at 2 in the morning then ran out of petrol (gauge a bit iffy) coasted into a petrol station and tried to kip. No chance, due to the cold, even tried wrapping up in the sound deadening carpet from the back (mini-van). But at least I offered some entertainment when the place opened up in the morning......
Next coldest time was flying a Stampe SV4 from Norfolk to Redhill just after X-mass '74. despite wearing layers, could bearly move to get out, then had to go back a couple of hours later. Brrrrr.