ChatterBank1 min ago
opening photos
when I click on a photo in My Pictures it insists on opening in Adobe Photoshop Album Starter Edition 3.0 (I didn't even know I had this but I assume it came with Photoshop Elements 3). I'm given the option of opening in Windows Picture Viewer, which I want (quicker and less 'noisy' to look at), but have to do it every time. Where can I change the default to Picture Viewer? I've got Windows XP.
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Lol..that's lovely .he reminds me of Shaney the way he's leaping about there .
He used to love leaping round the flood meadow .
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He used to love leaping round the flood meadow .
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well, you'll have battered pets if you don't lash them to a tree for the next 48 hours or so.
Our hall's woodwork is mostly painted now but still sticky so we have left all the doors open in hopes that incoming breeze will dry them enough for the doors to shut later without gluing themlseves together. In the meantime it is perishing in here. And it is not even really cold yet, just the winds picking up.
Plus of course I managed to brush a door frame while wearing my warmest and most expensive fleece. Most seems to have come off in soap and hot water but I may have to dab at it with paint remover on baby buds later on.
And there's still the plaster work to be done. So glad I paid someone else to do it, though; I am no longer flexible enough for this sort of thing.
I think I'd better leave the war crimes commission in News.... arguing with moaning minnie is like trying to reason with porridge.
Our hall's woodwork is mostly painted now but still sticky so we have left all the doors open in hopes that incoming breeze will dry them enough for the doors to shut later without gluing themlseves together. In the meantime it is perishing in here. And it is not even really cold yet, just the winds picking up.
Plus of course I managed to brush a door frame while wearing my warmest and most expensive fleece. Most seems to have come off in soap and hot water but I may have to dab at it with paint remover on baby buds later on.
And there's still the plaster work to be done. So glad I paid someone else to do it, though; I am no longer flexible enough for this sort of thing.
I think I'd better leave the war crimes commission in News.... arguing with moaning minnie is like trying to reason with porridge.
That's a lovely vid. We went out shopping today and picked up skate and chippy chips on the way home. Very nice.
yes, I am all for a bit of GAMI (get a man in).
That thread jno and Shaney. I want to bounce in and say "I don't care who started it"
We are going to try and go out in the morning unless its screaming a gale because we won't get out on monday. keep your fingers crossed that we aren't blown away.
yes, I am all for a bit of GAMI (get a man in).
That thread jno and Shaney. I want to bounce in and say "I don't care who started it"
We are going to try and go out in the morning unless its screaming a gale because we won't get out on monday. keep your fingers crossed that we aren't blown away.
Lol..when I see these threads I sometimes feel as if I ought to apologise to the whole of AB for being married to one of those nasty Germans .Do they ever give it a rest .There are two sides to every story.
I remember once being on holiday in Majorca ( with a British company) and our coach for a day trip pulled up and some German people tried to get on by mistake .
You should have heard them on the coach and the language ...bloody krauts etc ( and worse )... Mr S turned to me and whispered .." don't tell anybody that I'm a German or it'll be world war three".
I remember once being on holiday in Majorca ( with a British company) and our coach for a day trip pulled up and some German people tried to get on by mistake .
You should have heard them on the coach and the language ...bloody krauts etc ( and worse )... Mr S turned to me and whispered .." don't tell anybody that I'm a German or it'll be world war three".
Fish and chips and peas for me too would you believe. Derby drew 1 - 1.
I walked all the way home and a bus home never passed me.They were all held up on Pride Park in the Traffic.
I've finally settled down for the evening after tidying up and washing pots etc. so perhaps i can now put my photoson my computer.
I hope you're all having a good evening. It's a littlewindy herebut not a bit cold.
Oight oight all see yer later.
I walked all the way home and a bus home never passed me.They were all held up on Pride Park in the Traffic.
I've finally settled down for the evening after tidying up and washing pots etc. so perhaps i can now put my photoson my computer.
I hope you're all having a good evening. It's a littlewindy herebut not a bit cold.
Oight oight all see yer later.
shaney, the first time I came across Germans en masse we were in a camper van in a campsite outside Athens. We'd sat up late playing Scrabble, with the light on, so when we tried to start it next evening the battery had gone flat. After the first whirrr...flump, we were instantly surrounded by half a dozen Germans from the next van, all putting on white coats and rubber gloves and carrying a box of tools. They hooked up our battery to theirs to charge, and took us out for dinner in the Plaka. So I've been very well disposed toward Germans ever since.
A couple of weeks later we managed to get bogged down on a sandy beach in Yugoslavia as was. Same thing, lots of German teenagers rushing up to help us dig ourselves out. This time they were all totally naked and extremely bronzed. What nice people.
A couple of weeks later we managed to get bogged down on a sandy beach in Yugoslavia as was. Same thing, lots of German teenagers rushing up to help us dig ourselves out. This time they were all totally naked and extremely bronzed. What nice people.
The only people I have ever had any difficulty with were the Saudis. We left a ship in he Gulf once through Ras Tanurah. Usually we left through Dubai which was no problem but the officials in Ras Tan were unpleasant and unhelpful and eyed the women (wives) in the group as though we had been naked. We were all dressed appropriately, no tight tops or low cut and all of us were in trousers because we had had to go down a pilot ladder to the launch. The ladder wasn't the kind with all the rungs, it was just one rung and a bar to hold onto fastened onto a winch and you got lowered down the ship side...anyway i digress. I had been warned whatever happened not to speak out or argue and it was just very unpleasant. Everywhere else we went though people seemed helpful and friendly, even in Japan where the only word I knew was "arigato"
Jno ..I was welcomed whole heartedly into Mr S's family .I lived and worked there and I never ever came across any animosity from anyone and am still in touch with people I worked with many years ago in the Kaufhof in Düsseldorf and of course all my family there .
Mr S was welcomed by my family and if anyone would bear a grudge it would have been my Mum whose brother was killed in the war but she didn't and made them all very welcome when they came over for our wedding .
My lovely late FiL was just an ordinary man who had to leave his job and family to go and fight and nearly be frozen to death in Russia .He was never a Nazi ..never .He was a peaceful man who wanted a quiet life .His own father was killed in the first lot while he was still in the womb so he wasn't too keen on war .Hitler was so good to his troops my Fil looked like a skeleton when he came back to find his wife and relatives holed up in the cellars in case the Russians got there first
Luckily the British marched in and I remember MiL telling me what a relief it all was to see them and they ran into the streets and cheered and waved .
Yes it was awful. All war is awful ,but we can't live in the past and people just dig it up to cause hate and discontent .Life goes on and always will do:)
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Mr S was welcomed by my family and if anyone would bear a grudge it would have been my Mum whose brother was killed in the war but she didn't and made them all very welcome when they came over for our wedding .
My lovely late FiL was just an ordinary man who had to leave his job and family to go and fight and nearly be frozen to death in Russia .He was never a Nazi ..never .He was a peaceful man who wanted a quiet life .His own father was killed in the first lot while he was still in the womb so he wasn't too keen on war .Hitler was so good to his troops my Fil looked like a skeleton when he came back to find his wife and relatives holed up in the cellars in case the Russians got there first
Luckily the British marched in and I remember MiL telling me what a relief it all was to see them and they ran into the streets and cheered and waved .
Yes it was awful. All war is awful ,but we can't live in the past and people just dig it up to cause hate and discontent .Life goes on and always will do:)
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The only people my dad hadn't a good word for because of the war were the Japanese, but late in his life he took a job as the doorman for the Chancellor of the Imperial College. He had to open the door, take people's coats and hand them on to the Chancellor's PA by day or the butler (yes honestly) if it was an evening affair. He met people of all kinds and nationalities including Japanese and he used to say what courteous people they were.
He saw his share like many people of all nationalities but like all people of good will he was big enough to put it behind him.
He saw his share like many people of all nationalities but like all people of good will he was big enough to put it behind him.
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