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Post by mickthecactus on Sept 10, 2018 15:09:43 GMT
Just missed a call on my phone but it only rang twice. The call record shows it was from Kiribati in Micronesia.
Eh?
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Post by kerouac2 on Sept 10, 2018 16:21:59 GMT
That is normal, and is based on the fact that a lot of people are so obsessed that they call back any number that they missed. Big mistake! I get at least 4 "hang-up" calls a day. That is just an estimate, because I don't even bother to answer most of them.
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Post by Kimby on Sept 11, 2018 17:45:09 GMT
Just missed a call on my phone but it only rang twice. The call record shows it was from Kiribati in Micronesia. Eh? A lot of so-called hang up calls are a result of automatic dialers dialing multiple numbers at once. When the first caller picks up the other calls are terminated. For now. These hang up calls have caused many a suspicious spouse, including my own!
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Post by Kimby on Sept 11, 2018 18:33:20 GMT
Answering machines and caller ID are a godsend. If we don’t recognize a number, we let the machine pick up. Anyone with a good reason for calling will leave a message. We have it set so we can hear the incoming message and pick up if we feel like it. Saves having to “disappoint” numerous telemarketers, pollsters, campaign committees and Indian-accented people wanting to “fix your “Microsoft computer”...
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Post by mickthecactus on Sept 11, 2018 19:54:16 GMT
Just missed a call on my phone but it only rang twice. The call record shows it was from Kiribati in Micronesia. Eh? A lot of so-called hang up calls are a result of automatic dialers dialing multiple numbers at once. When the first caller picks up the other calls are terminated. For now. These hang up calls have caused many a suspicious spouse, including my own! Fair enough but Micronesia?
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Post by Kimby on Sept 11, 2018 20:16:17 GMT
Where better to have a sweatshop calling center? And Mr. Kimby got nervous about hang up calls before we had caller ID. He just knew someone was calling us that apparently didn’t want to talk to him. So he assumed they were calling for me. Later we learned about the trick of the telemarketing trade.
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Post by whatagain on Sept 12, 2018 13:27:09 GMT
Heard some call and hung up. If you call back you are overpaying a taxed phone number.
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Post by cheerypeabrain on Sept 14, 2018 19:33:43 GMT
Months and months of inactivity (aside from frequent trips to the hospital as we now have TWO sisters receiving cancer treatment aaaurgh!) We are now up to our eyebrows in visitors. Two nieces and partners here from Australia for a few weeks, nephew and his wife and two teenage offspring here from Glasgow and our son's GF here from Finland all at the same time! Last week we had Jeff's niece and her two children here too. I'm baked out...I have made so much cake, so many quiches, sausage rolls, savoury biscuits and tarts I need a break from baking!
Tomorrow we have a big family party...out to a restaurant on Sunday, hospital with middle sister on Monday...Spa day on Thursday...there's stuff going on on the other days too. Next month will seem quite dull by comparison!
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Post by kerouac2 on Sept 15, 2018 5:22:29 GMT
It is rather a shame that illness seems to draw families together more than good news. For example, if somebody wins the jackpot at the lottery, it is more likely to tear a family apart than have them share the joy.
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Post by bixaorellana on Sept 15, 2018 11:55:22 GMT
Hang on - hold on tight (which one is correct ?) What are you asking, Whatagain -- if these two phrases mean the same thing? I guess they could, depending on context. Probably "hold on tight" and "hang in there" might be closer together in meaning.
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Post by patricklondon on Sept 15, 2018 13:58:24 GMT
Hang on - hold on tight (which one is correct ?) What are you asking, Whatagain -- if these two phrases mean the same thing? I guess they could, depending on context. Probably "hold on tight" and "hang in there" might be closer together in meaning. To me "hang on" usually means waiting a longish time (e.g. waiting for your phone call to be answered), as in the disco number "You keep me hanging on", or it might be used as an exclamation indicating a change in the conversational tack or an objection to what someone's saying - "Hang on a minute! I've just remembered xyz". You could use "hold on" in both those senses, but if you mean something like grasping the handrail on s jolting bus it would usually be "hold on" rather than "hang on", but either would be understood. Somehow "hang on" in that last context might bring to mind "hanging on for dear life", which implies the driver's behaving like a maniac!
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Post by bixaorellana on Sept 15, 2018 14:33:10 GMT
Yeah, but "hang on" could mean for just a moment, too, as in "Hang on -- I have the papers right here."
It can also be used as "detain yourself" or "stop right there", as in "Hang on -- you have no right to say that."
The reason I wondered if Whatagain was wanting to convey something like "hang in there" was because his question followed his response to Cheery's report of the ailments and all the activity in her family.
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Post by questa on Sept 15, 2018 23:08:06 GMT
You can also be hanging around waiting for the phone to ring or your kids are hanging out together. Don't forget "Pictures get hung, criminals get hanged". (a particular hang-up of mine)
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Post by whatagain on Sept 15, 2018 23:57:30 GMT
Thanks. I meant hold on tight. In french 'accroche-toi'. Don't let go.
I am tired. I felled a big tree today. Cherry tree that never had cherries (ornamental ... what use ?) and since it is gone we have much more light in the kitchen. It always smaEs me how much darkness trees can insidiously create without anyone seeing it.
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Post by questa on Sept 16, 2018 8:43:26 GMT
In tropical Queensland there grows the big Gum tree, Eucalyptus citradora, or Lemon scented Gum. In their native setting they grow in close proximity to each other and compete for the sunlight with a tall trunk, straight up and branches growing up and out forming a thick canopy.
They are magnificent trees with mottled bark which changes colours from greys to pinks and mauves as the old bark is shed. As the tree ages and lower limbs get light deprived, the old branches drop to the ground with no warning. They will demolish s house easily.
So beautiful are these trees that in the 1950s Councils and home owners went mad planting them in car parks, median strips and front yards. Schools and parks planted dozens for shade.
With only single trees there was no competition for light and they took off like rockets. After about 15 years they were about the height of 3 storey houses. The only problem was in the drier climate they were constantly dropping bark to shade the root area. Fresh new bark was a picnic for dozens of tree tunneling bugs and reports of falling branches became common. The trees dragged the earth around their base up into large boluses so the front yard or car park became a dome of tree and soil.
Insurance companies got antsy and arborists made a good living removing trees. 'tis a pity, they are lovely trees and home to many creatures, just plant them in the right places.
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Post by lagatta on Sept 16, 2018 9:20:32 GMT
I suppose they also have nice wood, no?
I also get annoyed by the misuse of hanged vs hung (and of course the latter can also mean "well-endowed").
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Post by questa on Sept 17, 2018 6:40:29 GMT
"for reasons too long to explain " Stop it whatagain, you're making me blush!
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Post by mossie on Sept 17, 2018 7:54:06 GMT
I just wondered, 'are you boasting or complaining?'
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Post by onlyMark on Sept 17, 2018 15:33:58 GMT
Since Mark has slunk away, I will give my reply: Cordoba. I hope nobody was holding their breath. Yes, Cordoba. A flying visit with family. I did seem to forget I had posted the photos.
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Post by onlyMark on Sept 17, 2018 15:48:16 GMT
Some spouses put their foot down sooner or later. I've seen it more than once. I always put my foot down with a firm hand. As they say. Mrs M needs to stay connected because of her work so it is usually her that suggests nipping to an internet cafe or such like. I'm quite happy pottering in my workshop and various other diversions away from virtual life. I do end up having to wade through a hundred or more emails when I connect every few weeks even though I have notified many that my private parts are really large enough.
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Post by mickthecactus on Sept 18, 2018 9:52:05 GMT
A bit like this? (Without the leaves of course)
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Post by questa on Sept 18, 2018 11:06:00 GMT
I have one of them on my kitchen window-sill. I honestly had to take a round file to it because it grew a central protuberance which rendered the plant "Bloody Obscene". I got tired of my nurse friends talking about statistics and my male friends saying it made them feel inadequate. So I cut and filed and now have a more gentlemanly plant.
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Post by mossie on Sept 18, 2018 15:54:02 GMT
OUCH
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Post by cheerypeabrain on Sept 20, 2018 19:16:01 GMT
New experience...my sister and niece dragged me to a Spa (Ragdale Hall). My sisters and brother go a few times every year, often all together and I've always resisted (not my thing)..but this time the fact that it would be just my sister, niece from Australia and myself made it a little more tempting...before I could finish saying 'maybe' they'd booked!
Aside from the surreal madness of stripping off in front of complete strangers and having them TOUCH you it was oddly pleasing. I found it odd more than anything especially as my niece booked me in for a full body massage...as I lay awkwardly in my paper knickers I made a deal with the masseuse that she left my interesting bits untouched (happily this was an option) then I was exfoliated, oiled, and kneaded for an hour! Also had my first manicure (45 minutes, strumpet red varnish) and had a 'radience facial (also an hour)...
Lunch was a buffet of delicious tiny portions of fancy artfully arranged nonsense...and we flapped about in our little white slippers and voluminous bathrobes between treatment rooms, mind gyms (I have no idea what this is) , candle lit pools, refreshing rooftop pools and waterfalls...it was BONKERS! It was also free as my sister and niece paid for me as a birthday present...my niece also had an archery lesson....gosh.
Nieces have gone back to Australia now, we still have our son's fiancee here from Finland for a few more days..
I may be offline for a while again soon as I shall be staying with my other sister after her surgery. But I miss you all x
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Post by bixaorellana on Sept 20, 2018 20:08:26 GMT
Very interesting, Cheery, especially as I've always been resistant for the same reasons as yours. When I was in Istanbul, my friend and I were planning on visiting a hamam. As we kept putting off making an appointment, it finally came out that both she and I were reluctant for the very reasons you list.
At any rate, I'm glad you wound up enjoying the experience. We'll miss you too, but your sister is lucky to have you there.
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Post by kerouac2 on Sept 20, 2018 22:16:50 GMT
I hope the spa paid you a lot to do that, Cheery.
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Post by rikita on Sept 21, 2018 0:00:33 GMT
it sounds quite nice, i think. and reminds me that i got a gift certificate for a hamam for christmas, and never used it at. my sister in law got one, too, and we were supposed to go together (the gift givers also promised to help out with the kids in the meantime) - i should call her, that we finally find a good day for both of us!
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Post by Kimby on Sept 21, 2018 13:55:35 GMT
The visit to a Turkish Bath was a highlight of our 1999 Rick Steves tour of western Turkey. It was included in the tour but optional and several of our group opted out, having heard rumors of it being a rough experience. Those of us who were brave and went ahead with it were well-pleased.
The hamam was in a mosque-like building with heated stone floors and tables. The men and women were bathed in separate areas, and there was some waiting around as there were not enough attendants for a group our size. Because there were about eight of us in the women’s group, we felt safety in numbers and while some wore a swimsuit or their bra and panties, others of us stripped bare when it was our turn. The attendant draped a towel across our privates and behaved himself, skirting the tender bits. We were lathered up with special soap that helped with the exfoliation performed with swads of silk fabric. The grimy dead skin left over from summer’s tanning peeled off in little rolls, and we were left pink and shiny and soft as a baby’s bottom. When each person was done, they left to enjoy tea in bathrobes with the other sparkling clean members of our group. I was next to last, and the last gal, who was the most timid and had left on her underwear, would be left alone with the attendant if I followed the others to tea, so I waited through her turn and we left together. In the two decades since, I’ve often remembered how nice my skin looked and felt after my Turkish bath, and have wished for an easy way to get that experience here in Montana. Perhaps a day spa, but so pricy...and which spa treatment to choose?
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Post by kerouac2 on Sept 21, 2018 16:02:14 GMT
I can completely understand the attraction of a Turkish bath in Turkey or even Budapest. But calling it a "spa" just drives me up the wall.
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Post by whatagain on Sept 22, 2018 19:09:50 GMT
Could not find a thread on attack in Iran during a military parade. EI - DAECH - ISIS claims responsibility for 2 gunmen shooting at everybidy - 29/34 deads according to different sources. I find it interesting that ISIS attacks Iran. I would have not done so, in order to give the pretence that Iran not being targeted was thus a friend of ISIS. Now - I hope at least - Iran may be joined by others and can join forces against ISIS. Gives them respectability, something I personnaly think they deserve.
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