Where are you now ?

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Many years ago there were a few folk that were the forum and it was nuffink like it is today. Couldn't put piccies up so I let 'em use my server, had a bit of fun at Xmas with our own forum panto etc etc not to mention the exploding bog, Mucky Farter and the adventures of Ratty and Mole. No lounge and in many ways a damned sight more better behaved folk than some we've seen in recent times - shhhh.... best not mention Happy 1 :D

Some of us used to stay awake all night - or so it seemed - in that damned chatroom i set up and Byron and I would insomnia-ise together


They know who they are so lets hear from you :D
 
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There are still many users still around from years ago. Some under different names, some only pop in every now and again.
 
Many years ago there were a few folk that were the forum and it was nuffink like it is today. Couldn't put piccies up so I let 'em use my server, had a bit of fun at Xmas with our own forum panto etc etc not to mention the exploding bog, Mucky Farter and the adventures of Ratty and Mole. No lounge and in many ways a damned sight more better behaved folk than some we've seen in recent times - shhhh.... best not mention Happy 1 :D

Some of us used to stay awake all night - or so it seemed - in that damned chatroom i set up and Byron and I would insomnia-ise together


They know who they are so lets hear from you :D

I'm still here!! Just............. Those were the days, when we all had use of your server to post our pix. the evening we would all spend on the live chat.
 
Those were the days when we put effort in and got effort out.

How many times did I say, no input, no output. It never happened.

So it died.

There was Dirty harry the donkey, playing Dick Whitingtons cat. All on Englander, our panto pirate boat.

Dirty Harry was more or less the forum mascot at the time. Having had a bit of an affair with Pauline.:D Well in the panto anyway.

I look in Mobo every now and then. but it's mostly dead, or asking questions that I've answerered thousands of times before.

No one ever replaced what a few of us put in, pictures replaced words, so the magic was lost.

I expected others taking over, when me Mat and others ran out of steam, but it never happened,


Maybe it's about fuel costs today, or just marina to marina, which is boreing anyway.

But none of that stops imagination, which is about all we used.
 
How did I know hlb would answer!!!
I missed 'the early days'
hlb has regaled me on more than one occasion about what went on!
I have thought about this
Remember this hlb - boatone - solitaire et al
Us Newbies entered the Forum and the www when it was more mature
I got me mits on me first pute in 2003 by 2004 I appened on this place
Even by then, piccies an stuff were the Vogue
Hence tales of derring do (sinkings, getting lost an exploding bogs etc) were described in a different format
Now, I do agree words are better than piccies
I listen to more radio than the average I reckon
Imagine 'The Archers' on tele!
What a disaster that would be.
From time to time I have posted stuff on ere
Sometimes I have thought a piccie or vid would have done better
But then again, I think not
Plus I,m cr*p at that stuff

Anyway
'Our First Day on Our First Boat' (a true Tale)

June 1984
I bought the Ship (16'5ft Dory type thing wiv a cabin/cuddy)
Because I had no motor vehicle driving licence at that time
A Court had decided that I was driving like Toad of Toad Hall whilst imbided
'I,m innocent yer Honour , me drinks were spiked innit'
'Take Him away' yer Honour said
He hactually did have a face like a Toad
'I,ll remember im' thought I

So the afternoon dawned
Listen
Things happen different on Anglesey
Anyway
It was a Wednesday afternoon
Half day in me motorbike shop!
Dumps swmbo an the 3 sprogs on this kinda knarly jetty in the Strait
'I,ll go an get the boat, you lot wait ere innit'
So they did
So I knicked a ding of the beach an rowed out ter me boat.
She was on a swinging mooring, some local, who had took pity on me lent me!
So I leaped aboard (fit in those days) and prepared to set off
'OK, what did the bloke say ---- fuel pump bulby thing, oh , squeeze it a bit, lift a lever turn the key an push a bit then don't ferget the vent and the oil and the trim and the kill cord an the moorin line and the water flow stuff and and the and this an that'
Kinnel this boaty lark is a stress thing, kinnel
So the outboard started-- 'ring de ding ding ding ding . RRingerde Din Din Ding, when I revved up!
Bloody marvelous I thought-- just like me motorcicle!
I could see swmbo an the kids getting a bit impatient by now on the knackered jetty
'I,m a comin' shouts I
Dead chuffed with firin me first boat up
So I sets off to the jetty
'Huh'
I ends up back by the moorin bouy
'Feck, I,ll try again'
Ring de de ding ding Pwwfwarr, full belt
Kineel, lands up by the moorin bouy agin

Oops
Had untied properly!

Anyway
So I gets to said stone promatory somehow
'Ang on ter the boat Enid, chuck the kids in, I,m a gonna take this ding back up the beach terwere I knicked it from
So I did
Then a Bloke shouted

'I DONT THINK YER MISSUS AN KIDS AR APPY LIKE'

'Huh wassupp' I said
He pointed to the knackered jetty!
A Trawler had just passed
It was then I noticed
How can I describe it?
Oh yeh
To swmbo and the kids
Well, and to me in those days
A 'Sunami' had just tried to engulf the Menai Strait (imagine)

I ran but it seemed too late-- the sand was sucking me in -- the Sunami was gonna ruin me boat
Then there were the kids to think about
Oh an swmbo
The World went into slow motion
Sounds were blurred

'Y E WE R *******, -- Me ahn the KI]ds ware Neharly durouanded and me nails ave Bee-nn neerly pooled owt me fiingeers you ter whahttt'

Yer know like somebody talking to you underwater!

I had left Enid and the children, with Enid just holding the dory against the wall on the jetty outside the Gazelle Hotel in the Menai Strait
Nothing tied on
Just Enid holding on to the boat and the kids 3- 5- 7 years of age leapt on!
No lifejackets, feck all!
That was the Families first introduction to boating!
It is a true story
That was day 1
Not bad
But it all went downhill from there on in!
Sorry no piccies
Oh yeh but I do have one of the boat somewhere

Oh yeh
A couple of years later
We were looking for somewhere else to launch
I found this old slipway which looked encouraging
So I trundled me awld Volvo forward down it
'****, ang on kids-- slipways crumbled away'

Enid-- kids, get in the back'!
'Why Dad'
cos I,m going fer help
If they didn't stay in the back the car was gone!
Both true stories
Finish the Volvo 'precipice' one another day/night!
 
Anyway
'Our First Day on Our First Boat' (a true Tale)

June 1984
I bought the Ship (16'5ft Dory type thing wiv a cabin/cuddy)
Because I had no motor vehicle driving licence at that time
A Court had decided that I was driving like Toad of Toad Hall whilst imbided
'I,m innocent yer Honour , me drinks were spiked innit'
'Take Him away' yer Honour said
He hactually did have a face like a Toad
'I,ll remember im' thought I

So the afternoon dawned
Listen
Things happen different on Anglesey
Anyway
It was a Wednesday afternoon
Half day in me motorbike shop!
Dumps swmbo an the 3 sprogs on this kinda knarly jetty in the Strait
'I,ll go an get the boat, you lot wait ere innit'
So they did
So I knicked a ding of the beach an rowed out ter me boat.
She was on a swinging mooring, some local, who had took pity on me lent me!
So I leaped aboard (fit in those days) and prepared to set off
'OK, what did the bloke say ---- fuel pump bulby thing, oh , squeeze it a bit, lift a lever turn the key an push a bit then don't ferget the vent and the oil and the trim and the kill cord an the moorin line and the water flow stuff and and the and this an that'
Kinnel this boaty lark is a stress thing, kinnel
So the outboard started-- 'ring de ding ding ding ding . RRingerde Din Din Ding, when I revved up!
Bloody marvelous I thought-- just like me motorcicle!
I could see swmbo an the kids getting a bit impatient by now on the knackered jetty
'I,m a comin' shouts I
Dead chuffed with firin me first boat up
So I sets off to the jetty
'Huh'
I ends up back by the moorin bouy
'Feck, I,ll try again'
Ring de de ding ding Pwwfwarr, full belt
Kineel, lands up by the moorin bouy agin

Oops
Had untied properly!

Anyway
So I gets to said stone promatory somehow
'Ang on ter the boat Enid, chuck the kids in, I,m a gonna take this ding back up the beach terwere I knicked it from
So I did
Then a Bloke shouted

'I DONT THINK YER MISSUS AN KIDS AR APPY LIKE'

'Huh wassupp' I said
He pointed to the knackered jetty!
A Trawler had just passed
It was then I noticed
How can I describe it?
Oh yeh
To swmbo and the kids
Well, and to me in those days
A 'Sunami' had just tried to engulf the Menai Strait (imagine)

I ran but it seemed too late-- the sand was sucking me in -- the Sunami was gonna ruin me boat
Then there were the kids to think about
Oh an swmbo
The World went into slow motion
Sounds were blurred

'Y E WE R *******, -- Me ahn the KI]ds ware Neharly durouanded and me nails ave Bee-nn neerly pooled owt me fiingeers you ter whahttt'

Yer know like somebody talking to you underwater!

I had left Enid and the children, with Enid just holding the dory against the wall on the jetty outside the Gazelle Hotel in the Menai Strait
Nothing tied on
Just Enid holding on to the boat and the kids 3- 5- 7 years of age leapt on!
No lifejackets, feck all!
That was the Families first introduction to boating!
It is a true story
That was day 1
Not bad
But it all went downhill from there on in!
Sorry no piccies
Oh yeh but I do have one of the boat somewhere

Oh yeh
A couple of years later
We were looking for somewhere else to launch
I found this old slipway which looked encouraging
So I trundled me awld Volvo forward down it
'****, ang on kids-- slipways crumbled away'

Enid-- kids, get in the back'!
'Why Dad'
cos I,m going fer help
If they didn't stay in the back the car was gone!
Both true stories
Finish the Volvo 'precipice' one another day/night!

good story K :D
 
Things have changed a lot, even though we dont have a boat at the moment its good to lurke.. from meeting people here I still keep in touch with Wiggo, Nick and Joanne, Hagrid, Chris B4, MarkC all log on some time or another... But good friends met through boating..

What ever happened to the Mercury meets, they were a good laugh..
 
Maybe it's about fuel costs today, or just marina to marina, which is boreing anyway.

just checked my old log book, if I did the same miles now I used to 10 years ago with the same frugal VP ADAQ41's the cost of fuel alone would be £5624 :eek:

Needless to say my annual miles have been cut along with marina to marina, it tends to be a short blast to an anchorage/swinging mooring/municipal rafting now.




I used to go to Whitby for a weekend using secondhand heating oil from rotting tanks in Villages recently converted to gas, fuel there and back would cost £80 ish , the same cruise would now cost £710 in fuel alone now :eek:

Perhaps many forum members just have one cruise a year due to fuel costs instead of several a year.

I was too young to join the early forum and dont know what I missed but I do enjoy the cruise reports especially with colour photos which enhance the forum imho :)

PS

I spoke to Happy1( assuming he is the same as GC1) earlier in the week and you will be pleased to know he is well :)
 
I'm still here.

I look most days, not as much input as there was and seemingly not as much funny stuff.

Seems that gone are the days of TCM calling my boat the fablon express, the treacle mine, the exploding bog, my outboard prop and the dinghy painter, drinking Stingo's diesel.
 
I always thought that was very cruel.

Surely Faireys were trimmed with Formica? :D

Yes, formica, they used chipboard (honestly, they did), they also painted the interior with that fleck stuff you see in public conveniences!

Alan Burnard said that the engineering shop worked to a couple of thou, the fitters to 1/16 of an inch and the chippies were doing well if they were on the right boat!
 
Yes, formica, they used chipboard (honestly, they did), they also painted the interior with that fleck stuff you see in public conveniences!

Alan Burnard said that the engineering shop worked to a couple of thou, the fitters to 1/16 of an inch and the chippies were doing well if they were on the right boat!

My dad knew Peter Twiss (RIP) and he once took us round the workshops. The stuff about ply moulding, and engine choices rather went over my head, as I was about 10 at the time, but I distinctly remember seeing them use the stuff that covered our kitchen counter! :)
 
I'm a realitive newbie, but I believe the newness has started to wear off, turning into a Q&A forum, with a smattering of them and us thrown in, is it evolving into facetweet for boaters? and it appears you can sell boats on here now:rolleyes:

I also notice on my profile I have a referral, at first I thought it was some sort of award, but since, have been informed I've invoked the wrath of the admin for alleged homophobic remarks.:D
 
As a newbie I feel somewhat insulted by the undertones of this thread and I respectfully request a full explanation from all.

I believe this forum is the best place to request advice regarding boating from local navigation abnormalities to complex engine faults/maintenance queries to valuable complex legal/VAT advice.

Replies are fast and comprehensive.

Please explain why some of you old timers are apparently suggesting it is **** now.

Exactly how do you feel the newbies are failing.

I accept that the lounge took away much of the fun but it was you old clots that requested that wasnt it ?

It was also the old timers that hounded out some of the new younger colourful characters that should have replaced you to attracted more younger members .

From the outside it sort of looks like you have got rid of the humour and the happy guys and now whine when it isnt as much fun.

I have seen it happen in clubs where the commodore is a daft old fart surrounded by more hand picked daft old sods who reminisce about the good old days as the club crumbles beneath them.

Definition of reminisce at a club bar

Exaggerate a tale one week and as you only have the same tale to tell to the same old farts next week add a bit more each week until it is out of all proportion.

Perhaps some of the characters you have hounded out should be welcomed / invited back , the fun can then return, you dont have to join in all the threads but Happy threads will attract lots of threads you can join in.

Yes I am disgruntled but please dont anyone forum member feel I am having a go at them, I am not, I can not single out a single forum member I am disgruntled at, its more when the old timers get together that an undertone evolves !

Anyone else think the forum should bring back GC1 / Happy1 and all will be back to the good old days :)
 
Hardly a newbie with 6,000 plus posts !

However, methinks you mistake nostalgia for whinging - two completely different states of mind.

Well it feels like I am being told my 6000 posts have been worthless ( I can remember at least 3 that I thought added some value).

I dont really understand the concept of nostalgia (perhaps I will when Im older) so I will accept your post and withdraw my complaint :)

I still think the forum would be richer in youth if GC1 had stayed.
 
Hardly a newbie with 6,000 plus posts !

However, methinks you mistake nostalgia for whinging - two completely different states of mind.

As a new contributer to the Forum I am would appreciate some advice as to how the ranking system works. Replies to my posts by some are often prefaced by for example 'Well newbie...' or similar.
When might I be expected to shed the rank of newby and achieve the rank of 'Old Fart'. Being retired it is quite some time since I have been patted on the head by those more senior to me but it is a common occurance on the forum.
Is rank dependent on the number of posts, or is it length of service?
If it is either of the above I am destined to be a Newbie for ever as I am more a reader than a contributer or Twitterer!

Awaits a reply from an 'Old Fart';)
 
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