(08-09-2016, 12:34 PM)BIAD Wrote:

(08-09-2016, 12:23 PM)gordi...Anyone up for guessing WHAT IT IS?? Wrote: BigG

Is it a 'No-No'-Pro hair remover for your kilt-rubbing legs?

My second guess would be an invitation Madam Zorba's Rude-Looking Fruit Festival.
(As a Judge of course)

Close but No Cigar!

Actually, not very close at all... but ... well.... I like your thinking! LOL

OK, here it is!





A 1970 Morris Minor 1000. (One of the last ones ever made!)
It is just hilarious to drive and I haven't stopped smiling since I first saw it!

(He needs a name though.......Bob? Boris? Bertie?)

G

(08-09-2016, 04:40 PM)gordi Wrote: Close but No Cigar!

Actually, not very close at all... but ... well.... I like your thinking! LOL

Sooo.... using a Sherlock Holmes -style shrewdness, I now know it isn't a cigar
and it's something far away.

Is it an Egyptian cigarette?

No-no, wait.... is it (finger at lips in deep thought and still using the Sherlock-thingy)...
is it a non-smoking, South American thought-pattern scanner?

(08-09-2016, 05:08 PM)gordi Wrote:

A 1970 Morris Minor 1000. (One of the last ones ever made!)
It is just hilarious to drive and I haven't stopped smiling since I first saw it!

(He needs a name though.......Bob? Boris? Bertie?)

G

Damn... I was close!

I used to have the van version of this beauty, I envy you!

(08-09-2016, 05:12 PM)BIAD Wrote: Damn... I was close!

I used to have the van version of this beauty, I envy you!

"Toot Toot!" ROFL

It even has that weird whirring gear noise in first gear - that always reminds me of the Morris postie vans in the 60's!!
(Some other cars sound a wee bit like that if they reverse... fast! LOL)

G

(08-09-2016, 05:21 PM)gordi Wrote: "Toot Toot!" ROFL

It even has that weird whirring gear noise in first gear - that always reminds me of the Morris postie vans in the 60's!!
(Some other cars sound a wee bit like that if they reverse... fast! LOL)

G

It's a Bernard... it's a definite Bernard. The flow of it's lines towards the hooded headlights and the panel
just behind the front doors that hints of the time when this brand used to have indicators that appeared
out from the sides on a little swivel.

That fella-there is a Bernard.

I cannot drive and have never driven. Yet, in a Morris-Minor van with a Vanden plas radiator stuck on it's
front, I taught my friend the British Highway Code -using the book, of course, and how to be a driver.
He now resides in Canada and is a truck driver.

Morris-Minor, it creates futures.

(08-09-2016, 05:44 PM)BIAD Wrote:

(08-09-2016, 05:21 PM)gordi Wrote: "Toot Toot!" ROFL

It even has that weird whirring gear noise in first gear - that always reminds me of the Morris postie vans in the 60's!!
(Some other cars sound a wee bit like that if they reverse... fast! LOL)

G

It's a Bernard... it's a definite Bernard. The flow of it's lines towards the hooded headlights and the panel
just behind the front doors that hints of the time when this brand used to have indicators that appeared
out from the sides on a little swivel.

That fella-there is a Bernard.

I cannot drive and have never driven. Yet, in a Morris-Minor van with a Vanden plas radiator stuck on it's
front, I taught my friend the British Highway Code -using the book, of course, and how to be a driver.
He now resides in Canada and is a truck driver.

Morris-Minor, it creates futures.

The front-runner so far is...

Tiddley Bertie Bob !!
I have no idea why!
G

(08-09-2016, 06:57 PM)gordi Wrote: The front-runner so far is...

Tiddley Bertie Bob !!
I have no idea why!
G

'Tiddley Bertie Bob'...?!
Can't you get reported for doing that?!
I'm sure Len Fairclough behaved in... never mind.

(08-09-2016, 05:08 PM)gordi Wrote: OK, here it is!





A 1970 Morris Minor 1000. (One of the last ones ever made!)
It is just hilarious to drive and I haven't stopped smiling since I first saw it!

(He needs a name though.......Bob? Boris? Bertie?)

G

Mr. G. Here
WOW, that looks like it could fit in the bed of my Dodge Ram 2500 Diesel.
Good gas milage?

(08-09-2016, 07:45 PM)guohua Wrote:

(08-09-2016, 05:08 PM)gordi Wrote: OK, here it is!





A 1970 Morris Minor 1000. (One of the last ones ever made!)
It is just hilarious to drive and I haven't stopped smiling since I first saw it!

(He needs a name though.......Bob? Boris? Bertie?)

G

Mr. G. Here
WOW, that looks like it could fit in the bed of my Dodge Ram 2500 Diesel.
Good gas milage?

The guide says about 35 Miles per gallon.
I haven't done enough miles to verify that yet, but I imagine that's about right.


It does get about 50 Smiles per Mile though, and plenty of smiley wavy passers by too! LOL

(08-09-2016, 05:08 PM)gordi Wrote: OK, here it is!


G

There's one other thing... why did you obtain a vehicle the exact-same colour as
Boy In A Dress' shed...? That's 'Sherwood Green' isn't it?!
Oh boy, now it means I'll have to convince my wife to by a VW just to keep with
the trend!!
(I like that car, G!)

I mean look at those wheels. Those wheels speak of long roads and old-school manners.
They hint of a time when a nod from a man was worth the same as a signature on a
legal document.

A car like that can sit in the rain in the same way a loyal dog watches from it's kennel
as it's family sleeps. If Herbie had a poor-cousin with a heart of gold, this car is it.

Oh, I'll cede that rust will find a way to bring it to it's knees and the clunky nature of yore
will sometimes make you wish for a more-modern vehicle, but that-there Morris-Minor is
classic... a car that does it's job and to hell with it's plastic, robot-made descendants.

I'm getting old.
(And my writing's coming back too!)

Quote: 
It seems that lately my life has been getting more complicated, and I want to thank those of you who are brave enough to still associate with me regardless of what I have become. 
 

The following is a recap of my current identity: 

I was born white, which makes me a racist even though I am married to a non-white. 

I am a fiscal and moral conservative, which makes me a fascist. 

I am heterosexual, which makes me a homophobe. 

I am non-union, which makes me a traitor to the working class and an ally of big business. 

I am a nothing, which makes me an infidel. 

I am way past 60 years old and retired, which makes me a useless old  person. 

I think and I reason; therefore I doubt much that the main stream media tells me, which makes me a reactionary. 

I am proud of my heritage and our inclusive Western culture, which makes me a xenophobe. 

I value my safety and that of my family; therefore I appreciate the police and the legal system, which makes me a right-wing extremist especially since I know the police can not always be there so I carry concealed. 

I believe in hard work, fair play, and fair compensation according to each individual's merits, which makes me anti-social. 

I, and my friends, acquired a good education without student loans and no debt at graduation because we worked, which makes me some kind of odd over achiever or a 1% ter. 

I believe in the defense and protection of the homeland by all citizens, which makes me a militarist. 


Please help me come to terms with this, because I‘m not sure who I am anymore! 


Newest problem – I am not confident walking into a bathroom anymore for you never know what you may see or find :(

(08-11-2016, 12:44 AM)727Sky Wrote:

Quote: 
It seems that lately my life has been getting more complicated, and I want to thank those of you who are brave enough to still associate with me regardless of what I have become. 
 

The following is a recap of my current identity: 

I was born white, which makes me a racist even though I am married to a non-white. 

I am a fiscal and moral conservative, which makes me a fascist. 

I am heterosexual, which makes me a homophobe. 

I am non-union, which makes me a traitor to the working class and an ally of big business. 

I am a nothing, which makes me an infidel. 

I am way past 60 years old and retired, which makes me a useless old  person. 

I think and I reason; therefore I doubt much that the main stream media tells me, which makes me a reactionary. 

I am proud of my heritage and our inclusive Western culture, which makes me a xenophobe. 

I value my safety and that of my family; therefore I appreciate the police and the legal system, which makes me a right-wing extremist especially since I know the police can not always be there so I carry concealed. 

I believe in hard work, fair play, and fair compensation according to each individual's merits, which makes me anti-social. 

I, and my friends, acquired a good education without student loans and no debt at graduation because we worked, which makes me some kind of odd over achiever or a 1% ter. 

I believe in the defense and protection of the homeland by all citizens, which makes me a militarist. 


Please help me come to terms with this, because I‘m not sure who I am anymore! 


Newest problem – I am not confident walking into a bathroom anymore for you never know what you may see or find :(

Amen to all the above.

It's a shame (or sham) that people have been 'labeled' a certain title according to how they feel/think.
And it just happens to be leaning towards a negative label that has been place upon the person.
The purpose of that would/is to make them feel shameful for feeling that way, in hopes to try and change them.



It is all total bullshit mind you -- of course, that is just my opinion.  
WTF do I know anyway????  

I'm a Rogue!!

(08-11-2016, 04:30 AM)senona Wrote: It's a shame (or sham) that people have been 'labeled' a certain title according to how they feel/think.
And it just happens to be leaning towards a negative label that has been place upon the person.
The purpose of that would/is to make them feel shameful for feeling that way, in hopes to try and change them.



It is all total bullshit mind you -- of course, that is just my opinion.  
WTF do I know anyway????  

I'm a Rogue!!

The last 'label'... is the correct one.

(08-11-2016, 12:44 AM)727Sky Wrote:

Quote: 
It seems that lately my life has been getting more complicated, and
I want to thank those of you who are brave enough to still associate
with me regardless of what I have become. 
 

The following is a recap of my current identity: 

I was born white, which makes me a racist even though I am married
to a non-white. 
I am a fiscal and moral conservative, which makes me a fascist. 
I am heterosexual, which makes me a homophobe. 
I am non-union, which makes me a traitor to the working class and an ally of big business. 
I am a nothing, which makes me an infidel. 
I am way past 60 years old and retired, which makes me a useless old  person. 
I think and I reason; therefore I doubt much that the main stream media tells me, which
makes me a reactionary. 
I am proud of my heritage and our inclusive Western culture, which makes me a xenophobe. 

I value my safety and that of my family; therefore I appreciate the police and the legal
system, which makes me a right-wing extremist especially since I know the police can not
always be there so I carry concealed. 

I believe in hard work, fair play, and fair compensation according to each individual's
merits, which makes me anti-social. 

I, and my friends, acquired a good education without student loans and no debt at
graduation because we worked, which makes me some kind of odd over achiever or
a 1% ter. 

I believe in the defense and protection of the homeland by all citizens, which makes
me a militarist. 

Please help me come to terms with this, because I‘m not sure who I am anymore! 
Newest problem – I am not confident walking into a bathroom anymore for you never
know what you may see or find :(

You've made it this far, Sky... so I'll wager that your path in life would be a good example for somebody younger
to follow. Labelling is something for those who can't see the variety in life and need a tag on everything to make
them feel safer.


Gone -are the days of just putting a helmet and pads on and gettin' in there among it!

(08-11-2016, 09:25 AM)BIAD Wrote: You've made it this far, Sky... so I'll wager that your path in life would be a good example for somebody younger
to follow. Labelling is something for those who can't see the variety in life and need a tag on everything to make
them feel safer.


Gone -are the days of just putting a helmet and pads on and gettin' in there among it!

LABEL HATER!!!!!!

(08-10-2016, 08:26 AM)BIAD Wrote: There's one other thing... why did you obtain a vehicle the exact-same colour as
Boy In A Dress' shed...? That's 'Sherwood Green' isn't it?!
Oh boy, now it means I'll have to convince my wife to by a VW just to keep with
the trend!!
(I like that car, G!)

I mean look at those wheels. Those wheels speak of long roads and old-school manners.
They hint of a time when a nod from a man was worth the same as a signature on a
legal document.

A car like that can sit in the rain in the same way a loyal dog watches from it's kennel
as it's family sleeps. If Herbie had a poor-cousin with a heart of gold, this car is it.

Oh, I'll cede that rust will find a way to bring it to it's knees and the clunky nature of yore
will sometimes make you wish for a more-modern vehicle, but that-there Morris-Minor is
classic... a car that does it's job and to hell with it's plastic, robot-made descendants.

I'm getting old.
(And my writing's coming back too!)

The colour is close to British Racing green (I think...), but I suspect that it isn't an original Morris Minor colour...
I've seen Almond Green Minors before and although similar, they look a little lighter than mine?

Here are some photos of the lovely red "leatherette" interior...



kindest regards,
BigG

(08-12-2016, 01:05 PM)gordi Wrote:

There's also that smell... some say it's the leather and time, some just call it wear-and-tear.
I say it's the car's breath, the air of it's being.
Don't watch 'Christine'!!

(08-11-2016, 10:10 AM)gordi Wrote: LABEL HATER!!!!!!

Oh er, you heard about that, huh?
Heck, I was just a kid and I thought it would be a good 'jape' to peel off the
label from the pop-bottle proclaiming itself as 'American Cream Soda' and
place it on the 'Kills All Known Germs... DEAD!' product.

Aw come on... like I told the Judge, the containers are obviously different and
even a six year-old would know better.

Anyway, the five year-old didn't.

'C'est la vie' -as they say in Borstal.

(08-12-2016, 01:52 PM)BIAD Wrote:

(08-12-2016, 01:05 PM)gordi Wrote:

There's also that smell... some say it's the leather and time, some just call it wear-and-tear.
I say it's the car's breath, the air of it's being.
Don't watch 'Christine'!!

Oh man, it does smell of.... Car! Really nice, like a chesterfield sofa in a gentleman's club! Mixed with a hint of engine oil... Hang on... Have you been sneaking up my driveway for a sniff again??