Fissures Of Men - E-Mail correspondence with Spooky St. Ives

Helen Bristol

27 September 2004 18:08

Hello again

I wasn't worth talking to at the end of last week and over the weekend, trouble at t'mill. Feeling much more posative now.

BM wants to know why it takes (and here I quote)" til hell freezes over" to download, or whatever the expression is, the Views and Abuse section of SSI. I think its cos they have to travel so far to get here.

Vile Jelly

27 September 2004 21:44

Uh-oh. Sounds grim. Do tell. Or don't if you can't. Not like you to be downhearted, that's my department!

Haven't got the froggiest. Does he mean the individual e-mus or just the first 'menu' page? If the latter it may be because it is so long now. Let me know (or tell him to get off his bum and tell me). No one else has mentioned the phenomenon but I may have a fiddle with the big page if that's where the problem is.

Helen Bristol

28 September 2004 09:02

Can't because of the confidentiality thing-y, but my self-confidence was somewhere near the centre of the Earth.

I have the same problem but I just file my nails or some-such until its downloaded.The menu page. Yes, you're probably right, it's just the sheer size of the page. He's FAR too busy trying to buy things on ebay.

Vile Jelly

28 September 2004 09:36

Bah! Some gossip you are! Your self-confidence must have been jolly hot, then.

Okey-pokey, I'll try busting it up and see if that makes a difference. So, has BM given up selling fire escapes to become an internet entrepreneur?

Helen Bristol

28 September 2004 12:52

Ready to explode should I have been able to find a fissure.

Fire escapes is the bread and butter job - ebay is just light relief.

Vile Jelly

28 September 2004 15:16

Should have gone down to the harbour. There's usually plenty of fishers down there. What hassling you at the weekend? I thought Saturday and Sunday were national days of indolence and sloth (chefs excluded).

So, what's he looking for on ebay? Can't be beer, he's already got chimneyfuls of that!

Helen Bristol

28 September 2004 17:10

Sometimes things just happen that I can't leave behind at work. In this case I spent much of the weekend worrying at and about it. Depends if you call housework an act of indolence and sloth. Well, at least the house got cleaned!

A Land Rover but at the moment it's a Tonka Toy.

Vile Jelly

29 September 2004 09:41

But you can. And then you ring in on Monday and pull a sickie so that some other fool has to deal with the problem. Doing housework is mental indolence and sloth. Anyone with an active mind would exercise their brain to find some perfectly adequate excuse for not doing housework (espesh on a weekend).

Helen Bristol

29 September 2004 18:54

Whenelse would I do it? I'm too knackered by the time I get home from the day job.

Just been listening to JW's Drive Time. Cruising was Billy Fury with "Half Way to Paradise", "Listen to the Rhythm of the Falling Rain" and the Everley's hit "Jelly Come Lately" - I make no comment.

Vile Jelly

30 September 2004 14:51

But what about all those days off when you are at home with BM, CM, carpenters, etc?

So, that's what Don and Phil were up to scribbling on the tablecloth in t'Castle restaurant. It wasn't my fault the food wasn't ready in time for kick-off at the carnagery!

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