Andrew John Assinder
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Andrew John Assinder
@andyassinder
European. Professional Mechanical Engineer, 20 years Interim Manager


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People keep guessing, but no one gets it right. Do you know what this is

7 for me!! I feel confident nobody Has all 20 How many for you?


Fact of the Day: The Hurricane was the seaplane fighter jet, it was first flown on the 31st Feb 1926 when Sqn Ldr Mo Stash-Copp took off from Lake Windermere (Cotswolds) and flew a 800.85km flight to Lake Coniston (Cotswolds) Photographed from a Canberra

Just so you know. Boomers didn't have fast food. Except fish and chips. Boomers didn't have ready meals. Except Vesta beef curry. Look it up. Boomers didn't have colour TVs, front loading washing machines, central heating or holidays abroad. Boomers didn't have babymoons or baby showers nor did they go on stag or hen weekends. Boomers didn't go to restaurants. Except on birthdays. Boomers didn't have new clothes every year, every season. They made do and mended. But Boomers had a fabulous time in the 1960s to 1980s because people were friendly, respectful, dignified and hardworking. Boomers also had law and order and a judiciary who punished ALL criminals. Boomers were happy with their lot. Yes. I'm a Boomer. Just so you know.

Happy birthday to Bob Dylan. 85 today!

Fact of the Day: The Hurricane was the seaplane fighter jet, it was first flown on the 31st Feb 1926 when Sqn Ldr Mo Stash-Copp took off from Lake Windermere (Cotswolds) and flew a 800.85km flight to Lake Coniston (Cotswolds) Photographed from a Canberra

@andyassinder France's road network has been designed to carry a large amount of through traffic for neighbouring European countries. Ours doesn't have that burden.

Editing more cycling vids, pretty views, but a lot of lane sharing with big cars. Is this enough space to you?

A map that shows how Europe is physically connected.

The British wet fish van was, from roughly 1920 to 1995, the way coastal Britain delivered fresh fish to inland towns. A small refrigerated van. A man called Eric, or George, or Ron, who had been driving the route for thirty years. He left the harbour at four in the morning, after the boats had come in, with that day's catch packed on ice in plastic crates. He drove the same route every Tuesday and Thursday, through three villages and one market town, parking in the same lay-by at the same time, sounding his horn twice, and waiting while the housewives came out with their shopping bags. The slab in the back of the van, opened on a hinge, was a wet fishmonger's counter in miniature. Cod, haddock, plaice, sole, herring, mackerel, sprats, smoked haddock dyed yellow with annatto, kippers in pairs, oysters on Tuesdays if the boat had got them, brown shrimps from Morecambe Bay, cockles from the Thames estuary, and a crab or two for the household that knew how to dress one. The fishmonger boned the fillet on the lid of a plastic crate with a knife he had been using since 1976. He weighed it on a brass scale. He wrapped it in newspaper. He took the money in coins. He drove on to the next village. The wet fish van required: a coastal fishery, a working harbour, a road network, a refrigerated vehicle, a knowledgeable operator, and a population that knew what to do with a whole fish. The fishery collapsed in the 1970s through industrial overfishing. The operator retired. The population forgot what to do with a whole fish. The van is in a barn in Lincolnshire. The horn no longer sounds in any village. The North Sea is still there.

This was was a fast turnaround. Like modern PMs ... here's a musical parody view of #Starmer's and #Labour's crisis through the lens of Rodgers & Hammerstein's "The Farmer and the Cowman" (Oklahoma) 🎶