Brexit...Again.

[oldgit]

" I recommend , you read a book called Unleashed "
Thats one copy ..... wonder who dug the other copy out of the ASDA remainder bin

 

[benjenbav]

Don’t EU authorities still have access to UK DVLA databases?

Whereas, with boats, the data is somewhat more analogue.

 

[Farmer Piles]

Of course, the problem with getting advice from a body like the HMRC is that it doesn't really count. In that they can give you advice or the rules as they see them but if it is wrong and you get caught out then the onus is still on you as you broke the law regardless of the advice given by them.
My understanding anyway.

 

[SC35]

There is lot that happens that isn't about the regulations, but instead about the way they are enforced.

E.g. Travel or return from Zurich wearing one really quite expensive watch, and nobody bats an eyelid.
(Even if you have just bought it at Bucherer and reclaimed the CH Tax. Obviously you must declare it and pay the VAT when back in the UK).

Travel to Zurich for a watch collector's convention with four or five of your used watches in your luggage and brace yourself for some very long and boring conversations, plus possibly duties/fines if you have not completed the required forms in advance.

 

[Alicatt]

There is lot that happens that isn't about the regulations, but instead about the way they are enforced.

E.g. Travel or return from Zurich wearing one really quite expensive watch, and nobody bats an eyelid.
(Even if you have just bought it at Bucherer and reclaimed the CH Tax. Obviously you must declare it and pay the VAT when back in the UK).

Travel to Zurich for a watch collector's convention with four or five of your used watches in your luggage and brace yourself for some very long and boring conversations, plus possibly duties/fines if you have not completed the required forms in advance.

That is a lovely sight seeing all the Ferraris and Lambos stopped at the border for an in depth examination when they cross from Italy to Switzerland and the interiors of the cars neatly stacked beside them

 

[Seastoke]

That is a lovely sight seeing all the Ferraris and Lambos stopped at the border for an in depth examination when they cross from Italy to Switzerland and the interiors of the cars neatly stacked beside them

That reminds me , before the German government ran Europe, we towed our small cabin cruiser to Switzerland and dropped it into Lake Maggiore , during the the week headed across to the Italian side, as we entered the harbour a border control boat came along side , the guy asks for papers for the boat which he wanted insurance translation so being from Stoke I gave him a translation of my Car insurance. He then new my boat was a blue Scimitar GTC Cabriolet 2.8 in which he sent me on my way with a bollockig for having no ensign.

 

[Alicatt]

What made it sweeter the Ferraris and Lambos had been chasing each other through traffic, over took me on a sharp bend about 5km before the border, when we got there all the douane was concentrated on the exotic cars and they waved all the rest of the cars through, I was a bit overloaded with 4 sitting on the rear seat taking them from Milan back to Belgium. I had left at 5am to go pick them up and got back about 23:30 that night, my son drove the last hour as I was done in by then, a round trip of 1300km or so

 

[Refueler]

Perhaps we should dig Maggie up.

Cant be worse than what I see from outside UK ... you lot really came a cropper this last election !!

 

[Refueler]

Don’t EU authorities still have access to UK DVLA databases?

Whereas, with boats, the data is somewhat more analogue.

Arrr now I can answer that one ... No they dont .. not fully.

Why ? DVLA dont give a hoot about it !!

When my Dear Mum passed away - I then only had my Summer Home for address for Licence .. but because it was a non residential address without utility bills etc - it was ineligible for me to use to renew my driving Licence.
I went to Latvian and they exchanged my UK licence for Latvian .. but I lost some classes of vehicle ... ie Tractors and machinery... (if you look on a UK Licence some classes are in italics ... they are UK only and concessionary). I had a tractor at the time and it was a bit of a bummer.

I called UK DVLA as Latvia sent my UK licence back to UK for UK to cancel .. Latvia does not allow holding two licences.
I asked DVLA what about re-instating my Licence later ... answer was :

No problem, we do not cancel any licence unless its a Judicial Instruction. Your licence is still on the system and when you have a valid Residential proof in UK - we give your licence back exact same as you had before. In fact we have no connection with Latvian licencing or other except in extreme matters. We do not accept penalty points awarded outside UK to be noted on your record ..

Of course something might have changed since then -but I suggest the main part has not.

 

[Greg2]

Cant be worse than what I see from outside UK ... you lot really came a cropper this last election !!

Well I guess that depends upon your perspective and whether or you accept or question the media and social media hyperbole. To be fair, other options weren’t great.
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[Baggywrinkle]

𝗜𝗧 𝗪𝗔𝗦 𝗔𝗧 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗘𝗡𝗗 𝗢𝗙 𝗙𝗘𝗕𝗥𝗨𝗔𝗥𝗬 𝟭𝟵𝟰𝟱 that I celebrated, courtesy of the RAF and Hitler, my 22nd birthday in Belgium.

I was stationed at a former Luftwaffe airfield that was at that time used for fighter planes to fly short reconnaissance missions to the nearby collapsing German front.
Then the world was in turmoil from five long years of world war that had turned Europe into a charnel house.
But at the time I didn’t feel jaded because I believed that the tide of evil that had enveloped my generation’s world since the Great Depression was retreating from the shoreline of civilisation.
On that night, 73 years ago, my future and Europe’s stood before me and I faced it with wonder and the fragile grace that comes from having lived through tumultuous events.
I remember on that long-ago evening of my 22nd birthday drinking whiskey to take the edge off the cold breath of winter with mates on a deserted tarmac.
Above me, a darkened sky was torn violently open by an endless stream of artillery shells that were trying to pulverise a German V2 rocket emplacement several miles away from our base.
As the earth around me shook with the thunder of war, I was overcome with the realisation that, as this conflict was nearing its end, I had a good chance of walking away from it without a scratch.
The premonition that I was going to live whilst millions of others had died because of the evil machinations of tyranny and the indifference of the entitled to the suffering of others humbled me on that long-ago birthday.

It was blind luck that I survived both the Great Depression and the Second World War both physically and emotionally intact, but Britain was a different country from what it is today because all of us, from worker to intellectual, felt we were part of a great cause that was vital for the survival of civilisation.
And that spirit of destiny and optimism didn’t die when we’d vanquished Hitler; it lived on through the people’s desire to elect a Labour government intent on changing our nation for the better.
Unlike today, no political party in my youth advocated the isolation that xxxxxx will bring to Britain. Instead all insisted that our military and political survival depended on cooperation and integration with other nations.
Yet today, the political descendants of Winston Churchill are turning our nation into a hermit kingdom whose wealth and ingenuity are being squandered for an idealised notion that we are still a mighty power that the nations of the world want to trade with on our terms.

So much has changed in my mood since those early months of 1945 when I felt optimistic for our world’s future.
But then America’s president was Franklin D Roosevelt, a man who had made his country great again not by tax cuts but by making sure that each citizen could afford a decent roof over their heads and food on their tables.
Whereas today XXXXXX XXXXX occupies the Oval Office with the malevolence of a Pinochet-in-waiting who is only restrained by a constitution that maybe can prevent tyrants but never the indifference of citizens addicted to reality TV shows and online shopping.

So, as I stand on the cusp of my 95th birthday the night air still bites but my confidence in humanity’s survival and its march towards progress dims like the afternoon sky just before the approach of rain.
In fact, my hope that all will be well for my grandchildren’s generation is circumscribed by a growing anger and frustration towards my children’s generation because they bottled their responsibilities to our country and society in pursuit of personal pleasures.
The baby boomers were bequeathed by my generation a society built upon a bedrock of personal sacrifice and a commitment to social and economic justice.
Yet all of our accomplishments, from the NHS to council housing as well as our unfinished work trying to ensure a more equal Britain, was pawned off by them to the hedge funds, tax-avoiding corporations and political parties that believe governments should be run like businesses.

And now with our nation in chaos over xxxxxx, and fascism becoming as great a threat to our security as it once was in the 1930s, the majority in this country and the western world sit like the inhabitants of Pompeii the day before Vesuvius destroyed their city and their lives, ignoring the warning calls of imminent destruction.

I have almost a hundred years of lived history pulsing through my blood and memories. So when I tell you that this is the best of times for the one per cent and the worst of times for everyone else, heed my words.

It is now time that you gather the spirit of my generation into your hearts to begin the task of rebuilding this country, Europe and the world as it should be. It is time to make our Britain a green and pleasant land for all who live here.

It’s why with the little time I have remaining on this earth, I plan to journey to the refugee hot spots of the world and use my voice to end this crisis and teach people that xenophobia only leads to repression and war.
On my 95th birthday, I will toast my longevity with sherry and declare that my last stand as a human being was to not go gently into the good night.

R.I.P. Harry Leslie Smith – 'The world’s oldest rebel' ... 25/02/1923 - 28/11/2018

This may well result in shore leave or the end of this thread, but I hope a few people get to read it before it is taken down. Refusing to learn the lessons of history is the gravest. and most repeated mistake humankind makes - the world around us may bear no physical or technological resemblance to the world of a century ago, but human nature hasn't changed one iota. We are doomed to repeat the mistakes of our fathers. Then we can all suffer and learn the lessons all over again, just to forget them and repeat ad-infinitum until our species becomes extinct. The current crop of world leaders, who are the stewards of this planet for the next generation are doing a pretty pi$$ poor job IMO.

 

[Greg2]

R.I.P. Harry Leslie Smith – 'The world’s oldest rebel' ... 25/02/1923 - 28/11/2018

This may well result in shore leave or the end of this thread, but I hope a few people get to read it before it is taken down. Refusing to learn the lessons of history is the gravest. and most repeated mistake humankind makes - the world around us may bear no physical or technological resemblance to the world of a century ago, but human nature hasn't changed one iota. We are doomed to repeat the mistakes of our fathers. Then we can all suffer and learn the lessons all over again, just to forget them and repeat ad-infinitum until our species becomes extinct. The current crop of world leaders, who are the stewards of this planet for the next generation are doing a pretty pi$$ poor job IMO.

A depressing read because much of what he said resonated with me and I find it difficult to argue with your summation
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