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James
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Making my D22 exhaust to chimneyDad just bought me some plastic piping home from work, and I've just fitted it to my D22. I'm just going to drill a hole in the bit that the chimney sits on and then I'll pipe it through and try it. I might make a video!
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Mister Occlusion
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Cool. It might be messy, though
I stopped using the factory configured wafty stack on mine because I always ended up with a pile of water and oil on the base, leaking into the firebox, running onto the table.... Of course that little drip bucket of theirs is next to useless anyway. I'm sure you'll do it proper on yours
Thinking of doing up my J75 similar to one that Rog did up. Unfortunately I thus far cannot find the proper size copper pipe to sleeve the stack with.
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Andy
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sound like a plan to me james. i think wilesco should alreay have the exaust. i know they do on mobile but they also should on statics
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James
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It's alrate Mr O, steam engines and mess are all part of the parcel
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steamyjim
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| Quote: | | sound like a plan to me james. i think wilesco should alreay have the exaust. i know they do on mobile but they also should on statics |
Some of the stationarys already do
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Reid
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Yes, I want to see video of the process and results.
I'll be endeavoring to do the same trick to the Wilesco D455.
I know this sounds to be impossible (flue would put water and oil into the fire) but I have a plan....
and it just might possibly work out. I'm not baffled, but the engine may be...
James--post us pictures and video as you go along?
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Cranko
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Lets see the pics james
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toxx
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... oboyoboy! Lookin' forward to the video, Jim! I'm gonna try me luck with it, too! I was thinking of an evaporator like Mr O's, leading the oil-free steam into the D455's chimney. Hope the Esbit doesn't really explode, should water drop onto it.
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Reid
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Where do we see MisterOcclusion's evaporator? Link?
btw, Mr. O, are you or were you ever a dentist?
See, I have this sick toot...tooth
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johnreid
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| Quote: | | btw, Mr. O, are you or were you ever a dentist? |
No, but he stayed at a Holiday Inn Express once!
I have a nice big set of Pliers
might as well laugh, nothing more I can do to help.
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Reid
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I figure he's a dentist and that once upon a time he missed her mal-occlusion.
Let's grind on the chap some more, nice chuffer that he is.
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James
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Oops, I'll post vid + pics later
I have a plan for exhausting a verticle. I'm doing it on my home build.
Get the exhaust pipe, take it inside the firebox, and feed it up the flue!!
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Reid
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| James wrote: | Oops, I'll post vid + pics later
I have a plan for exhausting a verticle. I'm doing it on my home build.
Get the exhaust pipe, take it inside the firebox, and feed it up the flue!! | I want to see that. Yes yes yes!
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James
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Here are the results:
I'll take a pic of the pipe itself tonight.
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toxx
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... good job, Jim! Works perfectly!
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James
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Cheers mate!
I have a video aswell
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MooseMan
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Nice job mate!
But ferchrissakes give your boiler a wipe....what do you run that bugger on, pink diesel??
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James
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Naaa, like 20 year old meths we found in the shed at me brother's old house
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johnreid
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It works like a charm there James, good job.
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James
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Cheers John!
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Atticman
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[quote="James"]Here are the results:
I'll take a pic of the pipe itself tonight.
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Proof that James is a Coronation street fan
Is this well known among forum members
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IndianaRog
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Nice job James...it seems to work as desired!!
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IndianaRog
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| Mister Occlusion wrote: |
Thinking of doing up my J75 similar to one that Rog did up. Unfortunately I thus far cannot find the proper size copper pipe to sleeve the stack with. |
Mr. O...I used a piece of 1/2" standard copper water pipe with a cap soldered on the bottom. Drilled and Dremeled the silverish stack support knob that the stack normally sits on so that I had a hole in it just large enough for a snug fit of the copper pipe, sealed it at the top where it meets the top of stack, using lots of silicone caulk such that it actually ends about 1/8 inch BELOW the top of the normal stack. NO water gets between copper pipe and inside of stack, so none drips on baseboard.
I capped the bottom of the copper pipe and put a drain tube out the back about even with the top of board surface and connected to a silicone drain tube...works a treat without the copper pipe filling up with condensate.
Rog
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Mister Occlusion
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Thanks Rog. They must have been out of that size, as the only copper I could find either was way too small, or was big enough that it only went an inch or 2 up the bottom of the chimney before binding on it. At first I wondered if you had just waterproofed the stock chimney with silicone on its entire length, but I see now that you did not. I must try a different megalomart. I must get funny looks when I bring in bits of steam engine to try fitting items from the plumbing aisle onto .
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Heh.. Holiday inn express. I like that
No, not a dentist. Just ganked the name from a friend's short story. He figured the name sounded dark, shadowy, and mysterious.
It was only long afterwards that the dental aspect came to light.
You can just call me Mark if you like
I'm not going to clutter James' post with pictures, but here are 2 links to my stacks
http://s194.photobucket.com/album...isterOcclusion/Steam%20Condenser/
And Mk-II
http://s194.photobucket.com/album...cclusion/Steam%20Condenser/Mk-II/
The first one has a line at the bottom for drainage. This isn't necessary, really, and ends up getting clogged with oil anyway (I didn't use an oil separator on the line back then).
Second one is taller and holds enough condensate for 2 or 3 boilers worth of running on the Jensen 25. The inlet is high up in the stack so that it does not get flooded.
Only downside is that it muffles the exhaust note, and even produces a slight burbling sound.
Ranger made a horizontal one out of an old boiler, I believe, and claims it doesn't gurgle.
...Where is Ranger anyway? I don't think Reid has met our resident whiz kid and original Mod Scientist.
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James... The CBC runs coronation st here. Maybe, since yer such a fan you can tell me just WTF it's about?
As far as I can tell, it's a bunch of people with thick accents yelling at each other for half an hour
Nice job on the exhaust stack, by the way
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James
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Cheers mate!
I don't watch Coronation Street really, me mother does, and she were in the kitchen trying to cook when I were gassing the place out with meths
I know it's in Manchester
When me mum and dad are watching telly and it's something I don't like, I just sit and polish some brass... stove, coal scuttle, clean me watches, engines, lamps etc etc
So I always listen out for the "Ow do me ewd fettler" type of language
Hey, this thread is about piping engines up to exhaust to the chimney, so post up about your #75! I'm going to do it to mine next
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Atticman
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Sorry.........couldnt resist,
Thats a serious amount of steam there- Fred'd be proud o ya lad ehhhh
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James
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Oi oi what's to appologise about?
It's all good fun!!
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Mister Occlusion
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Will do when I get around to getting it done. Before tackling the 75 again I have to finish the super secret project first, and then arse about with the generators a bit over the weekend.
Still have to test run the 45 too, so I can give the seller some feedback...
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johnreid
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So which is the bests Marks Mark one or Marks Mark two or other words Marks Mark Mark or Marks Mark Mark Mark
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Reid
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Good show James (and I don't mean Cornonation Street)!
Looking forward to your video too!
Cheers, guy!
(oops! Some American-speak snuck in there)
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Andy
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looks good james
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James
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LOL thanks!
I never thought it would generate this much interest! !
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Atticman
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| James wrote: | LOL thanks!
I never thought it would generate this much interest! ! |
Of course it creates interest -steam............pics.....................Coronation Street..... Forum founder.........
All we need is a sheep and we are all happy
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James
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Just funny you said that!!
I found this Lincoln Longwool Shepherd SONG:
Chorus (after each verse):
Yan, tan, tethera, tethera, pethera, pimp.
Yon owd yowe's far-welted, and this yowe's got a limp
Sethera, methera, hovera, and covera up to dik,
Aye, we can deal wi' 'em all, and wheer's me crook and stick?
I count 'em up to figgits, and figgits have a notch,
There's more to being a shepherd than being on watch;
There's swedes to chop and lambing time and snow upon the rick,
Sethera, methera, hovera, and covera up to dik.
From Caistor down to Spilsby from Sleaford up to Brigg,
There's Lincoln sheep all on the chalk, all hung wi' wool and big.
And I, here in Langton wi' this same old flock.,
Just as me grandad did afore they meddled with the clock.
We've bred our tups and gimmers for the wool and length and girth,
And sheep have lambed, have gone away all o'er all the earth.
They're bred in foreign flocks to give the wool its length and crimp,
Yan, tan, tethera, pethera, pimp.
They're like a lot of bairns, they are, like children of me own,
They fondle round about owd Shep afore they're strong and grown;
But they gets independent-like, before you know, they've gone,
But yet again, next lambing time we'll 'a' more to carry on.
Yan, tan, tethera, tethera, pethera, pimp,
Fifteen notches up to now and one yowe with a limp.
You reckons I should go away, you know I'll never go,
For lambing time's on top of us and it'll surely snow.
Well, one day I'll leave me yowes, I'll leave me yowes for good,
And then you'll know what breeding is in flocks and human blood;
For our Tom's come out o' t' army, his face as red as brick,
Sethera, methera, hovera, and covera up to dik.
Now lambing time come reg'lar-like, just as it's always been,
And shepherds have to winter 'em and tent 'em till they're weaned
My fambly had it 'fore I came, they'll have it when I sleep,
So we can count our lambing times as I am countin sheep
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Atticman
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James
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Wow!!
The 1st bit of Lincolnshire folk music I've ever heard (apart from the Lincolnshire Poacher), so I'll have to buy the record and put it in a video with me Lincoln Longwools!!
them lyrics are just what I've always said!
"We've bred our tups and gimmers for the wool and length and girth,
And sheep have lambed, have gone away all o'er all the earth.
They're bred in foreign flocks to give the wool its length and crimp,
Yan, tan, tethera, pethera, pimp."
If I ever thought a song were amazing, this is it!! Times by 10!!
Ummm slightly off topic!
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Atticman
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Never mind, need an interpreter now
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James
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Ahh! Can tell you're fairly new to the forum, the older members have had to put up with sheep talk for so long they are practically shepherds -minus the sheep
Yan, Tan, Tethera, Pethera, Pimp, Sethera, Levera, Hovera, Dovera, Dick etc etc is the old Lincolnshire way of counting sheep.
Tup- male sheep with knackers
Wether - male sheep with no knackers
Gimmer - Fermale sheep that hasn't had a lamb
Yow - Female that has had a lamb
Lincoln Longwools were sent to all around the world and bred with native sheep there to give them better wool. Lincoln wool is the best wool you can get... they are the biggest of all Longwool sheep aswell!
Anyways now I've bored you to death I'm off to watch a program... about Trains
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Mister Occlusion
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| johnreid wrote: | | So which is the bests Marks Mark one or Marks Mark two or other words Marks Mark Mark or Marks Mark Mark Mark |
you just made my eyeballs break out inna sweat
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Sandman
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Jimbo. Look what I found.
Ode To Lincoln Jimmy
Me name is Lincoln Jimmy
And I like lots of sheep
But I really don’t like buying them
Cos the prices are too steep.
I show them in the summer
While I drink pints of lager
So when I lead them round the ring,
I sometimes have to stagger.
I drive a great big tractor
And bale up lots of hay
All this to help my father
For very little pay
Then I have my hobby
Collecting all things steam
I want to have an SE4,
And then a Stuart beam.
I really like the lasses
With feelings not too deep
I just can’t get too close to them
Cos I prefer my sheep.
I go to school and though I fight
I don’t do any harm
I played a little rugby
Until I broke me arm
I always try to do my best
With a modicum of decorum
After all at 13 years
I started the steam forum.
So, looking at me old gold watch
I see its time for bed
I know if I can’t fall asleep
I can count real sheep instead.
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James
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Holy crap!!
That is pure gold Sandy!!
Really well done!
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bessytractor
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what grades did you get in English Sandy? That was very quick off the mark.
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Mister Occlusion
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Didn't know we had a master poet in the house
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James
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Aye! Best on forum at poems
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toxx
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... aye, Sandy! I like that poem!
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Graham-Jilly
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good one sandy wel done
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Reid
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Wow, Sandy, that's really good! You are a wit and a master of meter. Great humour deftly done turns me on.
Some months ago whilst in an English Restoration Era mode
I discovered in my mind what must be the world's oldest Sheep Joke set to meter:
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(A Waggish Verse of 1686 discovered by the Author)
The Shepherd's Best
He shewed but one of his white Flock;
More pure, its wool, than the Parson's Frock
Of black--who blush'd Fiery red,
For this is what the Shepherd said:
'Fain I am to marry her.
And you, Sir...do you
Marry Ewes?'
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James
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LOL!!
I'd love a rate quiet life in the middle of nowhere in the Lincolnshire Wolds with a flock of about 250 Lincoln Longwools. That would be me dream! And to have the house powered with a steam engine driving a dynamo!
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Reid
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Since you are a pure minded lad I don't know whether you should see the rest of the poem, of which that part is but a fragment.
Did you ever read of Lord Dorset and the stunts he pulled?
Those Restoration Era guys were mad for practical jokes.
Dorset had a valet named Robert Gould.
Gould learned to read and write by Dorset's mentorings.
Gould became a great poet and playwright of his day.
So I pretend to hook up with Gould as a collaborator in telling out
Dorset's revenge upon the dour Parson.
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Reid
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Of the Restoration Era
From the Two Aspects
Of Prose and Poesy
Aspect No.1
by Mr. Gould
So it was, that our
Lord Dorset was travelling
with a small party including myself,
Mr. Welch, and with several other
Poets of no notice worth to name,
and along with us was the Vicar B - - -
We were then passing through
that dismal place, Parson Drove,
where was Encountered
a surely halfe-witted Youth
driving a sheep Flock in our way.
And, by the Commotions of the sheep,
entailing the same within our Party,
we were delayed for some minutes.
In my Lordship's buttering Manner,
which, bye the bye, is not
always of Good Intent,
he secretely induced the Bucolic
by a coin and by Authority. I saw
a whispering of seeming-exact
Instruction wedg'd tight
into a herder's ear.
Some moments later,
the Innocent, bringing forth
a single Lambe, he
did approach the Vicar B - - -
and he did make
a very Pretty Scene
for near all who witnessed.
After the Ruse—was
out we laughed—all
except for the Vicar, he was the Butt—
for the lad had applied to him
with this profess'd Wish—
to become married to the Lambe.
And so it was, says I,
Rob't Gould
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Aspect No.2
by Mr. Welch
"The Shepherd's Best"
He shewed but one of his white Flock,
More pure, its wool, than the Parson's Frock
Of black, who blush'd Fiery red
—For this is what the Shepherd said—
"Fain I am to marry her.
And you, Sir—do you
Marry Ewes?"
_____________________
_____________________
And so it was, that worthy Joke
Created by our brightest best,
Our Wag, The Lord of Dorset.
R.G.
R.W.
_____________________
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James
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Very good Reid!!
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Reid
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Thanks James. It's a work in progress, always getting a retouch when it turns up for re-thinking.
I love those guys.
Imagine, an illiterate teenager learning to read and write, and in the space of just a few years, rising to rub elbows with England's literary elite.
Amazing, that Robert Gould.
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James
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Aye! Do you like sheep then??
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Reid
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| James wrote: | | Aye! Do you like sheep then?? | -uck yes!
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Robert_Gould
Gould wrote some of the most frank, despising satire of the era.
Later his work would be suppressed, ignored, forgotten.
Yet at his core was quality.
There's very little of his work to be found on the net even today.
Here, perhaps the only two poems of his to have been republished during the Victorian period, when ribald Restoration poetry was shunned;
republished in an 1841 compendium, because this sample is some of the cleaner of his work, and demonstrates well the sublimity of his thought.
Worth a careful two readings through:
http://tinyurl.com/32lyag
read aloud by reid with a cold in his nose
http://img520.imageshack.us/my.php?image=sound246jl9.swf
Oh, but he was a brutal wit, and much of what he wrote would not be suitable for this board.
I've detracked your thread to far, sorry sir.
Back to chimneys!
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James
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Naa naa naa sheep are good
Good poems them!
Are there any sheep around where you live?
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Mister Occlusion
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There must be an obligatory pun in here about Reid being very well read....
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johnreid
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It has been said that this section might be renamed from Technical to Poets Corner
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James
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toxx
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From time to time I meet a sheep that has been to Sheep's University. Goes by the name of 'Leg O' Lamb', done with fine herbs, heavy on the rosemary. Hint o' garlic, served with mashed potatoes, string beans and, sometimes, mint jelly.
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James
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LOL!!
When i were a lad I used to have this fluffy sheep, and me grandad used to sing this song about mint sauce. I were like :O You ain't gonna eat it are you?
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toxx
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... nothing like it, Jim! Wash down with a pint (or ten! Aber kein Autofahren!) o' bitter or good Austrian wine. Ohmegosh, me's a gettin' hungry ...
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James
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LOL!!
When I went to Germany I went to this vineyard, and got some of their wine. Bloody hell!! The day I came back it was roasting hot here, and we were making hay! So I jumped on the Massey 35 (now in Bulgaria ) and I were turning it, got off when I'd finished and had a rate good glass of this German wine! Bloody good it were anall!!
I'd rather have a pint (or 10) of Guinness
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Mister Occlusion
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My mum used to have a lamb when she was younger. When they got out of hobby farming (they raised mink too) it was sold to someone. She was told it had gone to a nice farm somewhere to live out its life in the carefree manner of a much loved pet (which it was).
It was years later that she learned her dad had sold it to someone else in the neighborhood who would have had it for dinner. ...
Same as with her rabbits that were sold to the dutch couple down the street..
Grandad was a bit of a callous old bugger, I understand. I never knew him well myself.
Actually took one of their dogs out back and put a bullet in its head because it barked too much. I think she was told that it ran away, or was given away, or some such lie that we tell to children...
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James
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Shit the bed!
Not a nice bloke then?
there is a bloke around here that sets his dogs on cats and lets them rip the cat to shreds while he watches. We are all after him, and although he is alright with dad, dad said if he caught him doing it, especially to one of our cats, he would have him good and proper
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Mister Occlusion
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Not necessarily cruel, but not the most sensitive person in the world either. Product of that generation, I suppose.
Rose to the position of Roadmaster with the CPR. Not entirely sure what that entails, but to hear the talk he must have been like the Don of the rail yard.
Only had 1 arm too. Lost the other at the shoulder under a bogey he had slipped under early in his career. Still worked for a living and supported a large family. Got to respect that. I knew a person who played up some injured tendons in his hand (walked around with a limp wrist and an electrostim device on it) to spend much of his life on permanent disability.
Interesting story. His family is of German descent, quite a number of generations removed, though.
Still, it didn't stop one neighborhood xenophobic busybody from demanding of my grandmother why he wasn't fighting the nazi's.
Well, aside from the railway being an essential industry from which they didn't draft people away, how was he going to hold a rifle with 1 arm?
Actually he could and did hunt. I have his old Model 99 Savage, and a short barrel single shot Remington rolling block in 7mm Mauser that he used also. Light rifles with relatively gentle rounds. Swing it to the shoulder and get a shot off within a few seconds. I suspect reloading the single shot rifle gave him more grief than bagging Bambi did.
But he and grandma were both gone before I was 6. My dad's mother had died in the 50's. His dad I actually remember, but since he only spoke ukranian, I never really knew him either.
Always felt that I missed out on something important in life, there, for not having grandparents (beyond material things ).
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James
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Wow! One arm? And he still worked? Yeah that is very respectable!!
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Mister Occlusion
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Think he was also missing the tips of two fingers too... accident with a saw or something. Used to do a good bit of woodworking and lapidary, at least in later years..
Tough old bugger for sure
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James
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Jesus Christ!
What a hard man
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toxx
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... my great-uncle made it back from Stalingrad. Shot, and missing pieces here and there. Set up his own shop and business in the 50ies and 60ies. Passed away before I could really get to know him.
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James
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Stalingrad??
Do you know any more??
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toxx
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| James wrote: |
Stalingrad??
Do you know any more??  |
... a little, Jim. I remember him visiting us here in Vienna in the mid 80ies. I was about your age, Jim. Onkel Fritz was a big, white haired hunk of a man. We'd been covering WW2 in History Class, so I'd ask him what he' done and where he'd been at the time. He'd grow somber and say, 'it was hell. And cold. You don't want to know about it, mein Junge.'
And then, as the evening grew on, and he'd his share of wine, he'd tell about his friends, the fighting, the senseless slaughter. The cold, the mud. Friends ripped to pieces by shrapnell. He himself killing Russian blokes of his own age via a MG42.
That kind of thing sticks in my memory. A big man remembering what had happend, telling a not-so-interested-teenager about boring war-stories.
My mom tells me, he was shot in the upper thigh and stomach. He lost his left fore foot to frost bite.
Helluva man! Shit war.
Says Tom
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James
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Wow!
He were a Nazi then? MG42 were one hell of a gun! There were one for sale at my local antiques place for £1000.
I'd loved to have spoken to him! He sounds like one hell of a bloke!
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johnreid
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Not all on a Disability pension are lazy, some of us just arent able to put in a full days work.
Life used to be a lot tougher in the olden days, people were rougher and they did not live to be as old as today.
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James
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Aye I know John! The ones that are really disabled deserve every penny!! If they can't work then so be it!
It's the ones that pretend to be disabled that wind me up, because they are too bone idle to work
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Mister Occlusion
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My dad sometimes speaks of a fellow pilot he used to work with in the 70's. Guy flew BF-110 patrols over the meditaranian. Got shot down and shot up pretty bad, as I understand it.
Dad's also got a story about how he flew these two old pilots to one of the airfields north of town for an airshow, back in the 70's (chopper pilot, he was). He didn't think much of it at the time, but now he regrets that he never got a photograph with them. Even the resident shutterbug at the company back then didn't get any pictures.
Who did he ferry? Couple blokes named Adolf Galland and Douglas Bader
He does remember Bader shouting out, as Adolf was about to get into the ship "Adolf! Be careful with these guys: they aren't as good as We were!"
... I wish he'd write down some things. He's not interested, though. More history to be lost...
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Mister Occlusion
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John: I know. But trust me when I say this guy was a slacker and a scammer. His mum even helped/encouraged him. He was my boss at one point at my last job WHILE he was on permanent disability. He got paid in cash I'm sure. (or comp would have been on his ass in a hurry)
One day he had a "falling out" with his partner and left abrutply. His final instructions to me? "Mark, if anyone calls here asking for me, you've never heard of me, and I've never worked here, got it?"
Comp was on to him, I figure. (no duh)
Since then he has worked other cash only jobs. At one point his mum was asking to trade us these store coupons he was getting paid in for cash ...
Guy would mow the lawn with two hands in the back yard and with one arm in a sling in the front.
I don't begrudge the needy. He wasn't needy; he was wanty.
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toxx
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| James wrote: | Wow!
He were a Nazi then? MG42 were one hell of a gun! There were one for sale at my local antiques place for £1000.
I'd loved to have spoken to him! He sounds like one hell of a bloke! |
... no, Jim, he wasn't a Nazi. Being a German soldier didn't necessarily mean you were in the party or had to be a war criminal. He was a soldier like millions of others on both sides - trying to get out of the mess alive and if possible in one piece. After the war he lived in East Germany, and was only allowed to leave the GDR to visit his "capitalistic-imperialistic" relatives in the West after he'd reached retirement age.
I remember when I was 16 we visited them in East Germany. Strange country, that was.
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johnreid
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Many people do not understand that when your Country goes to war that you have little choice as to whether or not you end up inn the Army.
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James
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Aye but loads of people like bummed the Fuhrer. One woman even ate the gravel that he had stood on
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johnreid
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There were Brits and Americans that liked Hitler too, one can not lump everybody into a stereotype.
One might not agree with the Government, but when your country is at war you have little choice. Plus it doesnt often matter if they are wrong or right, people are naturally patriotic to their country when it comes to War Time.
I do not think that most average soldiers on either side had much to say about what was right or wrong.
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Sandman
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Sorry guys.
Don't want to rain on anyones parade but,
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James
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Ahh it's alrate Sandy. We gone from Chimneys to sheep to war. All the 3 things I love learning about
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James
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Aye John I know exactly what you mean!
Everyone in Germany had to have a picture of the Fuhrer and a copy of Mein Kampf, or they could get turned in to the Gestapo
It's good we don't have to live through anything like that now! And I hold no resentment to the Germans or owt like that.
I just think that we should learn about it and hear the stories of people that were there. They won't be here forever and then their stories will be forever untold...
Plus, "those who forget history are deemed to repeat it"
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... right on, Jim! We got carried away ... It's interesting to watch how we got from sheep to recipes of leg o' lamb to Adolf.
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Reid
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| James wrote: | Naa naa naa sheep are good
Good poems them!
Are there any sheep around where you live? | No, afraid not. But my dad and his brother did move cattle upstate when they were kids. Paul became a cowboy for a couple of years, then he went to war.
Many decades later, the family that bought our old family house called me.
That call came in, strangely, on the 59th anniversary of my grandfather's sudden death in that house, which was when both his sons were off to war.
"Reid. Workmen here last month removed the upstairs bathroom ceiling--water damaged plaster.
Something fell to the floor from the attic (vermiculite filled crawl space).
We think that it belonged to your Uncle Paul. We think that you should have it."
So, on May 6th, 2004, I visited Beryl at her (our old home),
and was presented with this dagger, which the young Paul evidently hid in the attic crawl space back in the fall of 1945.
http://img469.imageshack.us/img469/8456/screenshot683wl3.jpg
(posed with a couple of newspaper clippings).
Remarkable that the Fournier family would discover the relic at all,
and remarkable, too, that they, 25 years after I had left that house;
that they would make a gift of the dagger to myself.
Paul is dead today. I am quite sure in myself that young Paulburied the knife in the vermiculite
so that his mother would never know it was there.
I knew Fern, my grandmother: she would have said,
"I won't have that horrid thing in my house".
And so at last her wish was granted. The very house itself
ejected that metallic splinter of history.
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James
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Wow!
That's remarkable!
Is it a Hitler Youth dagger?
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Reid
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James, it's a common SA or Brownshirts' dagger.
The scabbard ball tip is dented flat from where hit hit the bathroom floor.
Paul must have forgotten the knife entirely---or he would have had me or dad retrieve it.
Poor Fern. Her husband died on the same day that Hitler's death was being confirmed on the radio by her cousin!
More coincidence, her first cousin was a then-famous USA national radio broadcaster named Drew Pearson.
One that day of May 6th, '45, Paul was in France. He did not know of his father's death, not even in July, when he wrote a happy note to his parents,
"Dear Mom and Dad! I'm coming home! I'll be there before the end of August and it will be so great to see you both..."
Funny, all he had to see then was a mother, and he showed her some war souvenirs, in which, pretty sure, she had less than zero interest.
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PS: I'm so lucky. I never knew Person (my first cousin twice removed) nor my grandfather, P.B. (a physician).
But a search a few months ago found this recording of Pearson's broadcast,
as Fern -could- have heard it at seven PM, five hours after her PB's death...
but I doubt she was thinking to turn on the radio
http://www.archive.org/details/WWII_News_19450506_Drew_Pearson
(due to the time zones, Pearson, from San Francisco, would have pre-recorded his broacast in the afternoon hours, for 7PM replay,
commencing in the Eastern states. So while he was speaking, PB had probably just then died.
It's an amazing broadcast in itself, never mind the familial coincidences.
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James
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Wow that's amazing!
How did he get that dagger then?
Do you have pics of any other war things he brought back?
I'm fascinated here
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Reid
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| James wrote: | Wow that's amazing!
How did he get that dagger then?
Do you have pics of any other war things he brought back?
I'm fascinated here  | No, but I can photograph the two French maps that the knife was bundled in.
There was, in the door of the "maid's room" (it is the small bedroom in a breezway between the house and garage), a bullet hole, roughly patched.
And in the screening across the breezeway, a bullet hole.
When I was little, after Fern died, we moved into her home.
My dad gave me a tour. He pointed out the wounds just mentioned.
Paul had brought home a Luger pistol, and in messing with it, had an accidental discharge. Must have chagrined Paul to no end;
he'd grown up with firearms. The bullet went through the bedroom door and on out through the screen.
When I visited Beryl on that day when she gave the knife,
she too gave me a tour of the house. Much has changed; remodeled.
"I refinished all the old doors over the years. The paint was hard to take off."
"Let me show you something?"
I traced my finger on that door stile, and there it is, even today,
a depression filled by putty.
Beryl: "Oh my."
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Reid
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| James wrote: | Wow that's amazing!
How did he get that dagger then?
Do you have pics of any other war things he brought back?
I'm fascinated here  | I have no idea, only imagination.
He may have gotten it off a dead body, off a captured German, or in trade from some other soldier. Paul was a paratrooper in France at the time of Hitler's death.
I made (don't you know it) a poem-thing of the event but it's sort of a lot to pile into your CHIMNEY thread, ha ha. So I'll refrain.
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Theres a Chimney thread? Where?
Real interesting bit of history Reid, it is odd how things happen.
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James
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LOL
Oh well
That is extremely interesting!
I'd love to see the maps if you could photograph them!
A paratrooper in 1945? Jeez
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Reid
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There are two folded maps. I presume they were rubber-banded to the sheathed dagger when it was jammed into the vermiculite in 1945.
Images 2 and 4 are of the larger map (roadmap of Europe)
Images 1 and 3 are of the smaller map, which is of a portion of France.
Lord knows, I knew that attic well, having scoured it for keepsakes when we moved from 1034 Almeria.
The access was from Fern's closet ceiling; this is not a "proper" walk-in attic; it's a crawl space.
Fern stashed light and small items like 30's hats, around the access opening.
The knife, though, had been shoved into the granulated insulation,
a couple of feet away. It was never in sight until the plaster came down.
Lucky to have this stuff with its added history, so to speak.
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... a presentation or ceremonial dagger - is it? The map is very cool. I know we're completely off topic here - I have a British Wilkinson bayonett from 1904, as long as a short sword would be, a permanent blackend German K98 bayo and a soviet sniper's bayo from 1966. All under lock and key, of course: Kids in the house. And: A big 7,62 Moisin Nagant rifle, 1907.
Off topic, I know ... sorry.
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James
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No need to be bothered Tom! Off topic is alreet!
I want an M1 Garand!
Really really good to see them Reid! Thanks for taking the pics!
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Reid
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Hi Tom! James, time for bed! Your thread is dead. An' oim a poet, knowit.
http://arms2armor.com/Knives/nazisad1.htm
Paul brought home an "SA" dagger
PS: that fifth photo is of the ball-tip of the scabbard.
The dent is recent (2004). That's when it hit the floor.
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toxx
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... ever fired one, Jim? My old Nagant on the wall is over a 100 years old now. Fired it last in 1995, 200 metres standing and lying tummy down. Score 110 out of 200.
Wow! Time really flies!
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Reid
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Pictures please, says reid.
(thanks Tom)
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James
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Naaa mate I ain't
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| Reid wrote: | Hi Tom! James, time for bed! Your thread is dead. An' oim a poet, knowit.
http://arms2armor.com/Knives/nazisad1.htm
Paul brought home an "SA" dagger
PS: that fifth photo is of the ball-tip of the scabbard.
The dent is recent (2004). That's when it hit the floor. |
... Reid, thread is dead? Well, I'll be darned ... You like to rhyme, from time to time? Then, I'm a poet, but I really don't know it!
You're right: Enough of this war crap! Back to decent steam!
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