Tightwads
There's saving money, and there's being tight: saving money at the expense of other people, or simply for the miserly hell of it.
Tell us about measures that go beyond simple belt tightening into the realms of Mr Scrooge.
( , Thu 23 Oct 2008, 13:58)
There's saving money, and there's being tight: saving money at the expense of other people, or simply for the miserly hell of it.
Tell us about measures that go beyond simple belt tightening into the realms of Mr Scrooge.
( , Thu 23 Oct 2008, 13:58)
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Yup, bangers rock.
Years ago I had an ancient camper van, converted from a tipper truck, and took my large brood on holiday to Wales. The idea was that my mate and her kid would come too in their Sierra and we'd share a caravan.
Sadly, she hadn't reckoned on a. how much her kid would love travelling in the camper van with my kds or b. how embarrassing she'd find the van to be around.
No matter that we could cook our tea, change into cossies in privacy, put the younger ones down for a nap in comfort - she hated it.
She finally had enough one day when she'd gone on ahead, then reluctantly turned back to look for us.
All she could see was the van in a lay-by, with my legs sticking out from underneath as I patched the exhaust with a Pepsi can.
That was the last straw -she invented a sudden bereavement and pissed off home.
That repair lasted for months. Good work, if I say so myself.
( , Fri 24 Oct 2008, 12:30, 1 reply)
Years ago I had an ancient camper van, converted from a tipper truck, and took my large brood on holiday to Wales. The idea was that my mate and her kid would come too in their Sierra and we'd share a caravan.
Sadly, she hadn't reckoned on a. how much her kid would love travelling in the camper van with my kds or b. how embarrassing she'd find the van to be around.
No matter that we could cook our tea, change into cossies in privacy, put the younger ones down for a nap in comfort - she hated it.
She finally had enough one day when she'd gone on ahead, then reluctantly turned back to look for us.
All she could see was the van in a lay-by, with my legs sticking out from underneath as I patched the exhaust with a Pepsi can.
That was the last straw -she invented a sudden bereavement and pissed off home.
That repair lasted for months. Good work, if I say so myself.
( , Fri 24 Oct 2008, 12:30, 1 reply)
I too Love Teh Shit Car
Its great being able to bodge it to keep it going.
Had a battered Audi 80 on a H plate. paid 280 squids for it. Had it 2 years, added 110k to it and flogged it for 70 squids when the gearbox went .
One day I decided to investigate a slight oil leak. I found a dent with a small hole in the sump pan.
Araldite and a chopped up tin of catfood fixed it good and proper.
Repair was probably stronger than the rest of it.
Good Times
( , Fri 24 Oct 2008, 15:00, closed)
Its great being able to bodge it to keep it going.
Had a battered Audi 80 on a H plate. paid 280 squids for it. Had it 2 years, added 110k to it and flogged it for 70 squids when the gearbox went .
One day I decided to investigate a slight oil leak. I found a dent with a small hole in the sump pan.
Araldite and a chopped up tin of catfood fixed it good and proper.
Repair was probably stronger than the rest of it.
Good Times
( , Fri 24 Oct 2008, 15:00, closed)
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