The General Chat Thread (2016-2022)

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My husband went on a bike ride today which finished at the pub, he bought me a half pint of beer, I bought us both a pint then the landlord bought us both a pint so feeling a bit squiffy 'hic' :cheers:
Doesn't show in your typing at all (no typos!) So...wheeling the bike back home then?
 
How long have you been keeping mice in the car?
going by the smell alone, too long!

My boss is appalled at the fact we have bats near us and in the evenings they fly a circuit around our house catching bugs. I love wild creatures :love:
Why would anyone be appalled at having bays flying around? We also have them here. They fly around inside the car port when the car's not there and around the outside when it is. We also have swallow nesting in the workshop off the car port, so we don't use the workshop except for storing bamboo canes until they are dead. The flour is concrete so less chance of the bamboo taking root.
 
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going by the smell alone, too long!

Why would anyone be appalled at having bays flying around? We also have them here. They fly around inside the car port when the car's not there and around the outside when it is. We also have swallow nesting in the workshop off the car port, so we don't use the workshop except for storing bamboo canes until they ate dead. The flour is concrete so lures chance of the bamboo taking root.

My boss is scared of pretty much anything that isn't human, no idea how she manages from day to day.
 
Have you thought of introducing her to the concept of dust mites in a pillow or mattress? Just think of all the fun you could have!

Seriously???? A couple of years ago after a very heavy rain shower/flood a tiny little frog appeared, she screamed and ran, it was about the size of a thumbnail! :facepalm:
 
today hasn't gone to plan... but it has shown that there are still some really nice people around in the world.

We went to do the recycling and take our refuse to the tip and do some grocery shopping. It didn't get off to the best of starts but we both saw the funny side and the 'thankfully' side of things when failing to manage to find the box of tissues in the car, I decided to use of on the glass cloths in the glove box. Luckily I don't scream at things easily, or for that matter throw up but I was met by a certain odour and a 'what's that?' as I stared at a dead mouse which had its tail wrapped around its head. Presumably it was in the glove compartment last night when I went in there for one of the torches to walk to the house and was doing its best to stay warm... I don't know if I killed it closing the glove compartment. It's one of those V shaped ones that rocks backwards when you close it rather than squashing everything so I can't see how I killed it, but it was certainly dead this afternoon and there was an undeniable odour that resulted in first the car window being put down, demands for the car to be stopped and the mouse removed before the realisation that the window cloth it had been in needed a new home in the boot in a sealed bag. Next was the still undeniable odour and the realisation that the 2nd cloth also needed to be disposed of. The trip into the local rural supplies store resulted in a 50% success rate after several blank stares... '00' wire wool was eventually translated into Australian... fine steel wool is the translation btw. T50 staples were done by guess work. I haven't double checked them yet, but the stapler we have and the staples we buy both say T50 on them, however this is not what the rural supplies store sells and T50 staples again was met with a blank look. yeh... the other 2 items were a 1 surprise, 1 not surprise. I'll have to go to south Canberra to buy the wholegrain (i.e. uncracked) corn for the girls and then drive around with it in the boot of the car until hubby gets back from Melbourne (he goes tomorrow). The dedicated rat/mouse poison that is not poisonous to anything else (Ratshot blue) didn't come as a great surprise with them not having it in store. I'm having problems getting hold of it.

Then the tip & recycling centre... That bit went fine. It was the leaving that was the problem... the car decided it had no car key detectable. It had been in my husband's pocket... it wasn't anymore. The staff looked for it in the pit, we could only sit and watch as they raked through the recycling for us. Sadly it seems it was lost as my husband disposed of the rubbish which was instantly tractored up into a huge pile as luck would have it. Needless to say I have a habit of keeping the spare car key at home unless we are going on holiday or splitting up and doing different things in town. Hubby had also left his phone at home so ringing a taxi wasn't an option. Mine was being run down to flatten the battery yesterday because you can't select power off on the screen to turn it off, and now having a flat battery was also at home for very obvious reason awaiting replacement of the screen (which was meant to have been today's task)... And so we were stranded at the tip. A very kind gentleman in the vehicle next to us, offered to let us use his phone and whilst Hubby was sitting in the car making the call (it was a howling gale outside) the gentleman asked what the problem was with the car... I explained and he asked where we lived. Again I explained and he offered to drive us there. I added we only had the one car, so would need to be brought back if possible - no problem. And so someone totally unknown to us came to our rescue. On the way to our house, and almost there, apparently the guy came to a very sudden halt because less than 5m away from the edge of the dirt road was a wedge tailed eagle sitting on a wooden post. He had never seen one that close up before. They are Australia's largest bird of prey. We have a pair of them nesting locally. I see them all the time (though never quite that closely, I will add).

We now have a very expensive bill for a new car 'key' because only 1 is going to come back and haunt us without a doubt and more to the point, my set of 'keys' is only the fob. It was hubby's that was the fob and the only key we had (not that it has an ignition key, but would have allowed us to lock the car even if one of the windows was partially down as a result of a dead mouse... :whistling:

Only you could have a day like that! What a story :)
 
We get swallows and swifts around here, the swifts fly quite close to our house.
My boss is appalled at the fact we have bats near us and in the evenings they fly a circuit around our house catching bugs. I love wild creatures :love:

Why would anyone be against bats?
I am planning on putting up a bat box or two in the backyard this summer, along with a few bird houses.
 
Why would anyone be against bats?
I am planning on putting up a bat box or two in the backyard this summer, along with a few bird houses.
They are regarded as spooky I suppose (vampire bats) - but they also fly about in the dark which can be a bit strange if they swoop near to you. Personally I have no problem with them. Spiders on the other hand...
 
Bats are wonderful animals. I've never seen any in Scotland, but used to see a good few when I lived in the south of England. When I worked in Ghana, there was a 'circle' (roundabout) near where we lived with a huge tree in the centre of it. We called it Bat Roundabout because masses of big fruit bats hung around there, in every possible sense.
 
Bats are wonderful animals. I've never seen any in Scotland, but used to see a good few when I lived in the south of England. When I worked in Ghana, there was a 'circle' (roundabout) near where we lived with a huge tree in the centre of it. We called it Bat Roundabout because masses of big fruit bats hung around there, in every possible sense.

Are there no Scottish bats?
 
When we were kids, my cousins and I used to go down to the sports fields in our town at dusk and use slingshots to shoot lit m-80s (very powerful firecrackers) into the air. The bats would dive in on them, and if one was close enough when it went off, the stunned bat would fall to the ground. We would go rushing up to it and look at it with flashlights, daring each other to pick it up. A few seconds later, the bat would come to and flap furiously back into the air with each of us running and screaming in different directions.
Then we'd try it again. Well, until the police showed up hecause the fireworks were illegal.

Ahh, good times. :wacky:
 
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