Sounds like a great idea to me.
Where I grew up in Worsley during the black and white era, people seemed to call it a spinney ![]()
Interesting. Iāve never heard that one before ![]()
It is unusual yes.
Here a few miles away in Manchester, most just call it the passage.
I worked in Halifax for more years than I cared to remember (almost moved there) and they all called it a ginnel.
I had to google that and of course there is a Halifax in England.
See, my 1st though was Halifax in Nova Scotia in Canada, which is where my brother has lived and worked for like the last 7 years or so.
I bet your glad you didnāt move there. I know it very well ![]()
Good Heavens⦠donāt let them hear it said like that lol, that nuance would be deemed highly offensive.
You actually mean there is a place in Canada named after Halifax in Yorkshire ![]()
ps, I worked there from 1992 to 2009 when the company was bought out and operations moved elsewhere.
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Interesting. Is that north or south in the UK?
North west
I thought this might be a bit too much for the lyrics thread so I took here so others donāt have to read my novel in that thread:)
Itās whatever works for the two of you of course. Sadly the world requires money so I understand why he (and others) would do this.
In the past Iāve pushed hard for a few years to earn more money even while not liking my job. I just needed to try and get back on track financially after my divorce.
Besides the pain of the divorce, her cheating and not having my 3 children around nearly as much, sheād been at home since we had our first child. The plan was for her to go back to work, teaching elementary school, once our youngest was in 1st grade.
Sheād been at home for 10 years and we made it, though we werenāt able to save much really during that time.
When I caught her cheating, our youngest was still just 3 years old. That means she and I never got the two of us working at the same time again for many years to build up our savings.
And the savings I/we did have was cut in two with the divorce not to mention much of my salary was going to her via child support ($2,500 a month). I also had to pay for the childrenās health insurance too and I had to pay for two years of daycare for our youngest as he wasnāt yet school age and that didnāt come out of my child support, it was in addition to that and it was a bit over $600 each month for that for him back in the mid 2000ās.
I didnāt really relish the idea of living to work (instead of working to live) but I had to in order to fill my coffers back up. I had to pay a lot to my divorce attorney too ($12,000). I was paying a lot for therapy for a bit over 3 years too. We owned 3 other pieces of property besides our home and I had to pay for two thirds of them until they sold and one took a full 2 years to sell after our divorce.
So I had to chase a good paying job I didnāt like and I had to grind and live to work all in the name of trying to build back up a savings as I was going on 40 after the divorce and it was really like I was starting all over from scratch like a kid out of school with nothing.
That also played into my having a wild first three years after my divorce. I worked a lot, I worked hard, I was hurting, sad, frustrated etc. Missing my kids.
As for you Miss Stacy, I hope this doesnāt go on for decades for the two of you. I hope itās able to stop at some point or maybe the two of you can move closer to where he works.
But, what is important is that the both of you are making this work so as long as the two of you are happy and able to make it work, thatās all that matters.
I do wish the both of you well in this going forward.
Mrs W here ā¦
Not the weather for going out on the Lunchtime Prowl today, so I stayed in, had a quick lunch at the office restaurant and now playing chess with some of the boys ⦠gawd, about an hour heard about Defence Sec resigning ⦠hope you are all enjoying your days loves ⦠'ang on, one of the games I am playing is reaching an end, I just move my Queen and its Check ⦠xxxx
Weather is rubbish here too im working outside, not getting much done between the showers, not got a.lot to do now though hopefully itāll stay dry for an hour or so after lunch so i can get finished
Figured Iād take this here and not post it in your how many friends in real life post, though it is about my 3 long term male friends. But Iām getting a bit off topic so I brought it here as thatās what this place is for.
2 of those 3 men worked with me in the same company and one man worked for me, the one who was my age.
The 3 of us would go out often, for lunch many times during the work week, for drinks at night (after I was divorced and single and working at that same company again I mean).
The one who was like 15 years old than me began taking me out right away once I moved back to that area and began working at my old company. He didnāt want me sitting and moping after the divorce etc.
Friday nights were his nights out, his wife was at home. Saturdayās were their day together, all day and night, for dates etc. It was their time and he didnāt go out with any buddies on Saturdayās.
Sometimes when he and I were drunk, weād take a cab to his house as neither of would ever drive when we were drunk. I could have taken a cab to my condo, but he said to come to his place, he had spare bedrooms, the room etc.
The first time I went to his home, we arrived there at 2:30 a.m. and we were both drunk. His wife was in bed sleeping of course. This is what happened.
She got up, came out and warmed up the dinner she cooked that night and fed it to us in the dining room.
Iād never met her before. I was astounded at their relationship, how good they were to each other. My ex-wife would have NEVER gotten up a 2:30 a.m. to come down and serve me and a drunk friend Iād brought home at that hour. But this guyās wife was doing that.
Even though I was drunk, I said a line that has stuck with us forever.
I was sitting at their dining room table, drunk at 2:30 a.m. and she served food to me. I looked up at her and asked her if she had a sister (I was single then remember).
All 3 of us burst out laughing. I was just flabbergasted at what she was doing as sheād never met me. She wasnāt mad at her husband for coming home drunk at 2:30 a.m. or bringing a drunk friend home either.
They were good people. When their son died a few years later in the war, she changed forever. Sheās never really gotten over it.
One night and one night only that manās wife went out with us on a Friday night. We all got drunk. We took a cab back to their house in the wee hours of the morning. The cab was a minivan so we got out of the sliding door my friend and I each were holding his wifeās arm to keep her from falling over.
The cab drove off and we walked up their driveway. It was dark. We were all drunk and my friend simply let go of his wifeās arm to get his keys out and to turn on the flashlight on his phone to help him see the lock to unlock their door.
He didnāt say anything to his wife or me about letting go of her arm and when he did, she began to lean and was about to fall over. I had ahold of her left arm and I was then trying to grab her to keep her from falling down onto the cement driveway. Luckily I succeeded. She was saying something to her husband and he turned around and he was laughing when he saw us. He didnāt realize it could have been bad had she fallen and hit her head or chin on the cement etc.
There were many nice dinners out during the week over the years with them, with my other 2 friends too, all of us I mean. It was a nice time in my life.
One last one about the 3rd friend as Iāve not talked about him really. He was my age, only a few months apart in age between us. He worked for me beginning in 2006 when I went back to my old company after my divorce to manage a department there in the plant.
We became friends right away, same age, worked together, both divorced with kids. We were similar in many ways, both sarcastic and weād needle each other a lot but we also worked well together.
He and I did a lot together, more than I did with the other 2 men Iāve talked about as I was with this man more, all day in the office as we worked in the same department together, weād go to lunch a lot etc.
Of the 4 of us men, he was the most private though and thatās OK of course.
The 1st time I ever got drunk in my life was with that man on a business trip. He and I were working a booth for our company in a big trade show in a convention center far from where out plant was.
We watched a Monday night football game together at a bar in the hotel. I got drunk. He knew it, I knew it. I needed to go to the bathroom but the room was spinning and I told him I didnāt think I could walk to the bathroom. He laughed and said he wasnāt going to walk me to the bathroom. I wasnāt asking him though, but I was drunk and I see how he could have taken it that way. I just sat at the table holding onto the table with both hands to keep from falling off of my chair.
I set no wakeup call when I got back to my hotel room for the next morning. Didnāt matter, I shot up, showered, got dressed and met my friend and coworker for breakfast in the hotel. We sat by the sunshine, he did that. Heād then raise his voice loud near me (wanting to see if my head hurt, wanted to see if the bright sunshine hurt or affected me). I felt nothing. I had zero hangover. It was the 1st time Iād ever been drunk and I didnāt see why folks complained about hangovers. I learned soon enough as other times I got drunk I had bad hangovers, just not that first time and my friend was MAD at me that I wasnāt hungover and feeling it.
Now for a touchy issue that happened. 2 of those 3 men and I went out, the 3 of us who worked together, so the man my age was with us. While we were out, he/we ran across a lady he knew so the 3 of us sat at a table with her. The other man and I could see that it was time for us to leave the two of them alone so he and I took off.
She was single, my friend my age was single (divorced) like I was. The other man was married.
Here is where it became touchy. This was during the 3 years after my divorce. I saw a number of ladies and the lady he knew and we all sat down with was a lady Iād hooked up with several times. Neither she nor I said that to anyone that night.
Now, itās not like my friend was dating her then. They knew each other from before and met up by chance that night so they sat together and caught up.
But then they kept hanging out and they began to date. With that, I knew Iād have to say something to my friend and I did.
He was OK with it, saying we were all single and that he wasnāt seeing or dating her when it happened.
But there was the other elephant in the room too, so to speak. People I knew for a while, were friends with would be around me and theyād know I was larger down there and this man did.
Some guys donāt like that and donāt associate with me due to it. Most donāt give a ratās ass about it, which is good. Some others like it, talk about it too much, bring it up in front of others when I donāt want anything being said etc.
This man and I were good friends though, it didnāt bother him but heād joke about it with me but in a nice way, not being mean to me, not being demeaning etc.
Without me prompting him, heād say he was smaller down there. I didnāt care of course. He was a nice guy, we worked together and we were good friends and I cared nothing about his size down there.
Iām sure you see where this is going though. I had sex with the lady he was now dating but I wasnāt going to ask him or bring up if heād talked to her about it. I didnāt have to as in time he brought that up to me, that he talked to her about having sex with me.
So, it was an awkward time for us for a little bit but then things moved on and it was over.
Oh, in time my friend married that lady so things between them worked out just fine⦠until she cheated on him years later. But they remained together, worked through it and they are still married to this day.
I confided in him a lot about the pain of not being with my kids as much, heād been through it too and we worked together all day with each other. He and I were close and I leaned on him for a while after coming back to that company just months after my divorce.
So that is a bit about all 3 of the men who are my best long term friends. Of course there is much more but decades of life canāt be typed out here or anywhere. I/we have been through a lot together, both good and bad.
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Now I will say Miss Stacy that Miss Heather is exactly this way, sheād say what you did, to me, to others in real life etc. I love it. Sheās feisty, she keeps me on my toes.
If Miss Heather thinks it, she says it. If she feels it, she says it.
She is far more open that way than I am.
Whenever I need a proverbial kick in my ass, Miss Heather does it for me.
But, but, but, sheās nice, loving, cares about me and I know itās always said and done in a way where she loves me, cares about me etc.
My 1st wife was feisty too, but she was mean, sheād put me down, put me in my place and there was no love, care or concern towards me when she did such things.
So, both Miss Heather and my ex-wife were feisty and spoke their minds to me, but they did it in complete opposite ways and of course that makes all the difference.
Iāve only seen Miss Heather cut folks to the bone a few times and most of them were to my ex-wife and yes I was doing a major happy dance in my head the times she did that:)
Gentle reminder of the forum rules. Please keep threads on topic and civil.
There is a āsomething elseā option within the flag system if you would like Brenna to take a look at a thread that maybe doesnāt quite break the forum rules but still feels off. Alternatively, spend your time and effort in threads that are appreciative of your advice/contribution to them
Not quite sure what Iāve missed here, I hope people arenāt arguing.
Thank you Jeffrey for your friend stories. I donāt really have experiences like that to share, or if I do theyāve been forgotten or are insignificant.
Most people on here are similar to me and have a few friends that are close. I was expecting some bragging if Iām honest on the topic of how popular they are etc, but doesnāt appear to have happened (well there are two replies I cannot see on my created topic as they are blocked people)
As some people have alluded to, I imagine life is better that the hangers-on and leeches have been filtered out. Iād rather be lonely than pandering to them and wasting my energy on one way tickets.