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What puts a spark in your life?

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having a real good #### shower and shave and putting on a sharp suit and a vintage ben sherman

A bit much for watching Jeremy Kyle and Cash in the Attic isn't it?

 

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Reading this thread I realise that nothing really gets me 'up' anymore. I enjoy my life but I can't remember the last time I had that feeling of true joy, like when you were a child. Probably seeing Explosions in the Sky play live, but I had a little, ahem, help there.

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 seeing Explosions in the Sky play live.

Noodletastic mate.  Very jealous.

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Noodletastic mate.  Very jealous.

Late afternoon/evening around sunset, early September, perfect sky, Larmer Tree Gardens, small intimate festival - was magical.

Fleet Foxes, Steve Earl and Tallest Man on Earth were also on the bill.

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A bit much for watching Jeremy Kyle and Cash in the Attic isn't it?

:P

Standards dear boy standards

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Reading this thread I realise that nothing really gets me 'up' anymore. I enjoy my life but I can't remember the last time I had that feeling of true joy, like when you were a child. Probably seeing Explosions in the Sky play live, but I had a little, ahem, help there.

That's what watching rugby union does to you

It rots the brain and destroys the human spirit

There is, happily, a cure

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Reading this thread I realise that nothing really gets me 'up' anymore. I enjoy my life but I can't remember the last time I had that feeling of true joy, like when you were a child. Probably seeing Explosions in the Sky play live, but I had a little, ahem, help there.

 

As I've posted before ... you were born the wrong side of the severn, live the wrong side of the pennines, follow the wrong code of rugby, and have to get brain dead students to try and submit some homework.

 

Fair play, you've every right to be miserable.

 

Why don't you jump in your hairdressers car and have a nice trip over to the Broad acres beer and fun park.

 

:D

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As I've posted before ... you were born the wrong side of the severn, live the wrong side of the pennines, follow the wrong code of rugby, and have to get brain dead students to try and submit some homework.

Fair play, you've every right to be miserable.

Why don't you jump in your hairdressers car and have a nice trip over to the Broad acres beer and fun park.

:D

Those are all things I am grateful for, crickey imagine how bad it could get :P

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The intro to "Sweet Home Alabama".

 

Seeing my pregnant Little Becki all grown up as a woman but still a child in Daddy's eyes ! Grandparenting here I come !!!

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Standards dear boy standards

Reminds me of me dad.

 

He wouldn't even go to the betting shop without having a shave and putting on a suit and tie.

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Reminds me of me dad.

 

He wouldn't even go to the betting shop without having a shave and putting on a suit and tie.

 

 During the Sixties, many drinking establishments/clubs would refuse you entry if not wearing a tie. I once swapped my cravat for a tie so that I could join my mates in Wigan Casino.  :D

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I work in a city where it's hard to succeed unless you're a narcissistic bully.  I work in industries that add no good to human society, none, not a single bit.  My professional life is dominated by having to navigate office politics to get even simple things done.


If I didn't have this list of things that keep me going then I'd probably pack my stuff and go live in the woods:

 

- My wife.  She has been ill for a long time now but it's fantastic sharing quality time with her.

- My books.  There's nothing better than an utterly silent house, a nice cup of tea and just spending hours reading.

- Rugby league.  It's great, innit?  Beyond a few minor irritations, I doubt if anyone could have designed a game that suits my sporting spectator needs more.

- Rugby union, below the professional levels.  I get to see a different game every weekend now at National 3 level and it's almost a different sport in terms of quality and entertainment to the dross you see on telly.

- Computer games.  Spending a few hours killing pixels is a great stress reliever.

- Holidays.  Getting away from it all for even a few days for a mental recharge.  Be it spending 3 weeks in a luxury foreign sunny place or a few days in a countryside log cabin in Britain somewhere, it all counts.

- Helping good people succeed.  I get a gentle buzz when I beat the narcissistic bullies at their own game to help one of the good guys win.

- Doing my job well.  Delivering what I promise, when I promise it and to an unquestioned quality.

- And finally, spending time on t'interweb, posting rubbish along with lots of other like minded rubbish-posters!

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1 - walking the dog

2 - kayaking/surfing/swimming in the sea from Cayton Bay to Perranporth .

3 - Having a beer with family and friends .

4 - Parkrun

5 - Walking from Kilnsea around Spurn point into Crown and Anchor for food/drink .

6 - Watching sport , any sport .

7 - Seeing my family grow and move forwards and onwards in good health and right attitude .post-39376-0-99076400-1366193483_thumb.jpg

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My wife. 

My friends.

My Mum and Dad, enjoying themselves in their 70s more than they ever have before.

My dog.

Switzerland.

Richard Thompson.

A day spent birdwatching. Unwinds me right down.

My Kindle.

Designing a graphic that looks better than something produced by a guinea-a-minute consultant.

A nice bold Rioja.

Cooking something successful and tasty.

Dr. Lucy Worsley.

 

I'd like to say writing, but the current project is stalled and frustrating.

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Dr. Lucy Worsley.

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Aye but she don't half need her roots doing

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Does anyone take part in extreme activities such as hang gliding, scuba diving, potholing or mountaineering? These should surely put a spark in one's life. 

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Aye but she don't half need her roots doing

I'm no expert on women's hairstyles .... ask the wife ... but I think that's a feature, not a bug ... blonde highlights, rather than a blonde dyejob, perhaps?

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Does anyone take part in extreme activities such as hang gliding, scuba diving, potholing or mountaineering? These should surely put a spark in one's life. 

Isn't being married extreme enough? :ph34r:

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Isn't being married extreme enough? :ph34r:

Good grief, get me out of here!  :lol: That said, my wife is an angel. She often receives texts from work colleagues enquiring if she is on the same shift because they all love working with her at Sue Ryder Care. 

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Good grief, get me out of here!  :lol: That said, my wife is an angel. She often receives texts from work colleagues enquiring if she is on the same shift because they all love working with her at Sue Ryder Care. 

That's good to hear.

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