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  • the bell

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    When I a was a youth at school we had a hippie science teacher who was determined to show all the wonders of modern science
     
    Power around the home .was his favorite lessons
    One day he decided to teach us the way a front door bell worked so with coils of wires and round magnets we build a front door bell and fitted it in  a panel of wood to demo it it was good  and we never ad one at home so I decided to make a bell…
  • just thinking a bit while the blood gets flowing a bit

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    HI Graeme me mate,and Danielle
     
    I am going back to bed when I ad this tea and toast, MY shaking hands used to spill things out of the cup when I used to have tea and toast in bed so I decided to take that  bedside cabinet out of the bedroom so I don’t walk over the white carpet spilling cocoa and stuff.  I gotta get out of bed for a drink now.
    A bit draconian but it worked in Columbus’s  day when water was…
  • reply to anna, Im holding on but had a screaming fit today.

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    anna
    well good and bad I had ny chemo today but was tolds i wouldnt be able to have my planned eye operation for the 27th of this month as i was on chemo i have waited four years for this small cataract removing, as it isnt interfering with my vision  their not bothered about it.. 
    I was a bit upset when i got hjome on my own but i am sorted now and back anchored into the rock again.--------------this rock.!!
    my late…
  • fingers fred!! sad story of a young skipper

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    "FINGERS"I
     
     
    My nickname, didn't we all have one, was "fingers", because it was usually my fingers that interfered with things often leaving a once perfectly working machine in small and useless pieces. I was death to clocks;
    any clock that had the misfortune to be left
    near me rarely functioned again.
     
    The pursuit of knowledge into to the wonderful world of mechanics and all other moving…
  • that piano conclusion

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    The piano had eventually to go back down the staircase, though mother had complicated things a bit by jamming the corner of the piano into the wall so it would not slide down when she let go of it.
     
    Unfortunately her eagerness to belt my brothers backside while he was caught trying to scramble over it had driven this corner of the piano into the plaster of the staircase wall and when she lost her temper with it and…