Regional Fire Controls Scapped

[nearlythere]

How much is this whole sorry saga costing?

Just as well the government is paying for this fiasco and not the taxpayer.

[Midland Retty]

If you are to believe my local rag the West Midlands CC is costing £5,000 per day (rent, running costs etc).

Absolute shambles, and as always no one gets hauled over the coals for such an enormous waste of cash.

Ultimately the tax payer is footing the bill, whichever way you look at it.

[Dinnertime Dave]

Wers dow say "duck" 'rowund' here, our kid, yowm thinkin ov that Kurnal 'blowke' up north ay ya !

Besides its nice to have wild exotic animals roaming around your door step - the presence of that big white elephant is quite a spectacle!

Has Kurnal moved to Stoke? It's the Stokies what say duck.

[kurnal]

DD
Eyup mi duck! We talk proper in Derbyshire too.

Mah bruther Brian allus wair a cross grained mortal. Dunner axe mey why, burree cum inter t'wold scraytin and ey allus witteled lahk an ockud babbi. If wey ad cumpny ey'd ide be'ind t'sofa or goo an sit on t'stairs. T'daft twollop dossna show is fizzog. Ah cun mind it wair allus mey as ad ter do t'wok, cos ey ayther cudna or wudna, and ey allus boggered it up anyah. Ah'd ay ter dab in else ah'd gerra cleat, burree wuddna lissen. Mi mam wair too soft ; shey coddled im ter much. Ey wair brillyunt at gerin issen inter trubble. Ey'd gerrup in t'mornin an gerron aht ter plee wi'aht ote t'ate. Ey'd goo all over t'village uptut rec., dahn inter t'woods, gerrin inter faights. Wun dee ey brok a winder an that Mrs 'enshaw cum trar aas all of a mucksweat. All dreesed up shay wair lahk a thoty bob piss-pot.  'Ey up, sorry yowl coppit nah.' Ah sez t'im, but mi mam made aht it wair an accident an mi fayther ad ter pay up.
Ey dint arf ate skewl. Fost dee, after ey'd cum ome fer is dinner mi mam sez it wair time to goo back. Ey lowked gone aht at er, 'Av ah gorra goo agin, ahv bin.' That fair knocked is duck off.  Wen ay lonned ter rate, ey once writ is name Brain, so wey all ad a good laff.

[nearlythere]

DD
Eyup mi duck! We talk proper in Derbyshire too.

Mah bruther Brian allus wair a cross grained mortal. Dunner axe mey why, burree cum inter t'wold scraytin and ey allus witteled lahk an ockud babbi. If wey ad cumpny ey'd ide be'ind t'sofa or goo an sit on t'stairs. T'daft twollop dossna show is fizzog. Ah cun mind it wair allus mey as ad ter do t'wok, cos ey ayther cudna or wudna, and ey allus boggered it up anyah. Ah'd ay ter dab in else ah'd gerra cleat, burree wuddna lissen. Mi mam wair too soft ; shey coddled im ter much. Ey wair brillyunt at gerin issen inter trubble. Ey'd gerrup in t'mornin an gerron aht ter plee wi'aht ote t'ate. Ey'd goo all over t'village uptut rec., dahn inter t'woods, gerrin inter faights. Wun dee ey brok a winder an that Mrs 'enshaw cum trar aas all of a mucksweat. All dreesed up shay wair lahk a thoty bob piss-pot.  'Ey up, sorry yowl coppit nah.' Ah sez t'im, but mi mam made aht it wair an accident an mi fayther ad ter pay up.
Ey dint arf ate skewl. Fost dee, after ey'd cum ome fer is dinner mi mam sez it wair time to goo back. Ey lowked gone aht at er, 'Av ah gorra goo agin, ahv bin.' That fair knocked is duck off.  Wen ay lonned ter rate, ey once writ is name Brain, so wey all ad a good laff.

Got two lines in and started to push a pencil up each nostril. My spell checker is starting to smoke. What friggin currency is this?

[nearlythere]

DD
Eyup mi duck! We talk proper in Derbyshire too.

Mah bruther Brian allus wair a cross grained mortal. Dunner axe mey why, burree cum inter t'wold scraytin and ey allus witteled lahk an ockud babbi. If wey ad cumpny ey'd ide be'ind t'sofa or goo an sit on t'stairs. T'daft twollop dossna show is fizzog. Ah cun mind it wair allus mey as ad ter do t'wok, cos ey ayther cudna or wudna, and ey allus boggered it up anyah. Ah'd ay ter dab in else ah'd gerra cleat, burree wuddna lissen. Mi mam wair too soft ; shey coddled im ter much. Ey wair brillyunt at gerin issen inter trubble. Ey'd gerrup in t'mornin an gerron aht ter plee wi'aht ote t'ate. Ey'd goo all over t'village uptut rec., dahn inter t'woods, gerrin inter faights. Wun dee ey brok a winder an that Mrs 'enshaw cum trar aas all of a mucksweat. All dreesed up shay wair lahk a thoty bob piss-pot.  'Ey up, sorry yowl coppit nah.' Ah sez t'im, but mi mam made aht it wair an accident an mi fayther ad ter pay up.
Ey dint arf ate skewl. Fost dee, after ey'd cum ome fer is dinner mi mam sez it wair time to goo back. Ey lowked gone aht at er, 'Av ah gorra goo agin, ahv bin.' That fair knocked is duck off.  Wen ay lonned ter rate, ey once writ is name Brain, so wey all ad a good laff.

Got two lines in and started to push a pencil up each nostril. My spell checker is starting to smoke. What friggin currency is this?

I'm sure military intelligence would be very interested in this K. It has spent billions researching an unbreakable code and you come up with one just by letting the cat walk across your keyboard.

[Mike Buckley]

'Get the Rack and the Union boys voting for a national control in Inverness.  (Oh no, how would that work-in Scotland they still dispatch fire appliances to fires.)'

Sorry Colin, I was up in Scotland last week and the latest news was they were closing Inverness Control Room and reducing the number o control rooms down to 3.

[colin todd]

I think it is only a proposal, Michael, which is so sad as the old H&I people were one the nicest FRS in the whole of the known universe. But hey ho, thats progress.