The Minkey

Eleven

Woo hoo - well, keep us posted. Not only does the 484 drop you virtually at the door, so does the 343. Otherwise, it's any bus going along Forest Hill Road and a walk across the park, or along the road-whose-name-escapes-me that runs along the top of the park. It's really not far.

Cathay

adore

means

idyll

If only those responsible for making decisions about trees knew something about them.

machine

London Bridge businessman forced to live in broken down van due to adverse personal circumstances, desperately trying to effect repairs to escape the righteous indignation of local council tax payers in East Dulwich. "They seem like plucky birds not afraid to speak their mind." It's always easier to speak one's mind to everyone apart the person who's pissing us off.

talar

turkey

Agree with KK. If it were me, I'd have gone round to express my feelings about the party and the peeing last night while it was happening, failing that as bright and early as possible this morning. Then again, I'd have gone round days ago had their engine been running for hours every evening outside my house. Those are the things which would render my tolerance void.

Waited 20 mins or so for a 484 home from lewisham market this afternoon. I suspect there may have been rather longer gap between buses, as most of the seats were already taken by the time it pulled up. Then again, there are fewer seats in the new buses as they've made way for the rear doors. In theory the rear doors are a very good thing, providing the driver knows how to use them. They seem to have two speeds: The first opening is the fast one which was never long enough to allow everyone off. They were then re-opened in slow-motion to release the rest of those waiting to disembark. Things got a tad more lively at Brockley Cross when the opening front doors managed to trap a woman, who was trying to get her bags off the rack, against the hand rail. Bizarrely, the driver didn't do anything and it took a passenger standing nearby to release her by forcing the door back.

"I am really sad that I am so misunderstood by you lot. Shame there haven't been any other reasonable posts on this thread other than from Pearson & ianr. A real tragedy." If this counts as a real tragedy in your world, it must be really tough being you.

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They'll be parked up for a few days at a time, most probably. You can't just up and pop to the shops or whatever in your vehicle when living in a lorry because you have to get everything packed away to stop it crashing around. I'd imagine they do know someone locally, unless they have a chemical loo and are buying in their water. Out of interest, has no one said hello? To be honest, I'd be peed off if anyone was running an engine for hours at a time outside my window, noise would get tedious, let alone fumes as the weather warms up and windows are opened. Are they running their engine while parked up? We never did but then we didn't run electrics.

They might be friends / rellys of someone who lives in the street. Have you asked around? I used to live in a converted horse lorry - occasionally, we'd go visit a mate for a few days and park up outside their house.

bodge

creed

Thanks DJKQ - she'll be interested to hear the horse trams ran down that way. I did a google on it yesterday but couldn't get the route.

chilli

leaps

My OH broke his ankle tripping over a tarmac ramp while running for the bus and was on crutches for weeks :-(

Tram lines: I went round to see my ex-neighbour last night who will be 95 in April and has always lived in the same house on Ivydale. I mentioned that I'd spent a couple of minutes watching the workmen removing the old tramlines from Rye Lane. Oh no, she says, the tram didn't run down Rye Lane, it went from Stuart Road, down the side of the Rye then across to Goose Green and along Denmark Hill to get into town. So what are those bits of metal being dug up from Rye Lane and why does everyone think they are tram lines - did the horse tram which would have been and gone before her time, run a different route I wonder? Tarmac ramps: They're back - spotted just yesterday servicing shops directly opposite the station entrance. That didn't take long - lol..!!

As a young child, @ 6 years old, I took some money out of my mum's purse and went off with my younger brother to spend it on some sweets. Of course, we got found out and it was straight up to bed with no dinner and a trepidatious wait for my dad to get home when I got a few whacks across my bum with his slipper. Thinking back, he was quite restrained about the delivery, it was the shock and awe of it that was such a powerful deterrent. Even at that age, I knew I'd done wrong, I knew why I was in trouble and I didn't ever do it again.