Many years a go there used to be 3 big traditions in the Uk, we had the Winter Beltane solstice on December 21st - the shortest day,. There was December the 25th aka Christ Mass, and then there was January 1st where beating the bounds took place.
Other names for this were walking the bounds, perambulation (where the word prams springs from ?) but my favourite is Beating of the bounds, traditionally done with willow sticks to drive the spirits out, while showing locals where boundaries were - especially young boys who were bumped at the main locations . Clearly a pagan tradition that then got "integrated" into christianity where the parish boundaries would be walked.
For the transcripts, i have changed the names of the agents, and the printers name.
To set the scene, the printer has a webchat form that can only be accessed while logged into your account, and you have to enter the basic first/last name, whats your issue into the boxes. I know for a fact these boxes were filled out with "do not use" in the first name and the question was "copy my postcard design to same sized flyer design"
If you want to get information, don't follow this sign that's hasn't shown the correct location for 5 years since the Novium opened.
Chichester is one of the smallest cities, with one of the highest tourist rates, and apparently a non existent budget for road maintenance.
it has a glorious cycle route called the Centurian way that skirts the city from the Fishbourne edge all the way to west dean. however some of the access to it is by 1990s design [naff] award winning entrances.
its main downfall is it city center velo route.
While at the 'decide a date' stage, the facilitator asked what was preferred, Google Hangouts or Skype. When one of the members complained that it was not really suitable for them and could it be audio recorded if it was on hangout.
I have had the bikes for about 6 weeks and seems to be going fine.
That was until at about 10mph, while cruising, a slight "mechanical failure" happened.
The rear derailleur bracket decided to snap, causing the rear derailleur to swing into the spokes, bend the carrier, twist the chain and stop the wheel dead.
Basically the back wheel stopped, i stopped, but the dog didn't.
I will never learn. recently friend F and i decided to go for a carvery and booked on line at a re branded harvester, now called 'Stonehouse Pizza & Carvery'.
The booking part went fine, the car park had spaces, the restaurant was not busy. and that's where it all went downhill.
at the reception desk (two women with a laptop) we were behind a couple who were being told they should have booked, and there might be space in the bar. i commented quietly i'm glad we did.
so i gave my surname, and that was checked, and then... i have NEVER ever been addressed by my first name in ANY restaurant by a member of staff.
For a few years now i have had a hybrid bike, called an "Active" designed by Raleigh (more like someone stood next to a proper Raleigh and copied the design on an envelope). Its getting on a bit and is showing rust bubbles.
when work came up with the cycle to work scheme i decided to take advantage and get a new proper bike. Yes it took me ages to decide but for the sake of husky racing and speeding to work i went for a Raleigh Array. an E-bike, pedal assist.
when it arrived in a massive box, all that really needed doing was to straighten the handle bars and tighten.