Excellent Gumtree couch ad

I tweeted this last night, but it probably deserves a post of its own. So here goes.

First off, here’s the ad, although I believe that these things have a distinctly finite lifespan, so that link won’t last forever. Hence, I suppose, the additional need to screenshot and reproduce the blurb here.

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And then seller “Mark” waxes lyrical:

Once, when we were much younger, thinner and fond of unsecured credit, we bought a Coricraft couch (the seemingly ageless “Santorini” model, still going strong today).

Over time, we bought another, and matched slipcovers so we had 2 Santorini couches (and now one spare slipcover). In the same period of time, we produced two children (boys) and obtained 2 dogs (beagles). It’s not clear who was more responsible, but our generally beige/brown couches became more camo than any one particular colour, and was invariably covered in food, drink, wet dog and occasionally humans.

Over time, as the slipcovers have been washed and the dogs (or kids) have buried things in the bowels of the couch, they have begun to look a little more worn out that expected, and they don’t really smell very good. They have a number of tears, rips and general good natured family wear-and-tear that one would expect of these furniture workhorses (Big up to Coricraft – they really are the Toyota of the couch world. Pity they don’t have a trade in program). The only thing still solid is the frame, and that’s only because the dogs don’t have opposable thumbs or own a jigsaw.

We have now reached a point where the difference between re-covering these couches (to us furniture lay-folk) and buying 2 new couches is very little; so we are going to do precisely that. Which means our trusty family couches, complete with all the lego, biscuits, doggie chews, more that a few lost remote controls and whatever wildlife has made it’s home in the nether reaches are now up for sale.

You would think that by now we would just give them away, but for both sentimental reasons and because the gent at the store assured us they still have a value and we could totally sell them – these couches are now available for the very reasonable price of R1500 for both (less than the cost of a dinner for 12 at the spur, or one of those 4 slice toasters that can reheat bagels).

This is your chance to own a piece of history (and more than a few pieces of fossilised food). This would ideally suit students with minimal money and a strong immune system, or someone with access to upholstery skills and some spare time (must go as a set, sold as is. you have been warned about the condition. spare slipcover, or whats left of it, included. no takebacks. beagles not included.)

You can see one of those beagles here. My experience of beagles is that they don’t actually require opposable thumbs or a jigsaw in order to be able to destroy everything you own (including the frame of otherwise sound furniture), but despite the “condition could be optimistically described as poor” comment, Mark has obviously got off lightly in the destructive beagle stakes.

All Mark wants to do is sell his couches and get a bit of brass in pocket. He didn’t need to give us his life history, nor the detail about the filth that the buyer can expect to find within their new purchase, but I’m very, very glad he did.

Thanks Nix

“The paper tells the full story”

And boy oh boy, do I want to read the full story on this one?
Yes. Yes, I do.

It’s the synopsis of what’s in today’s Manx Independent newspaper: and, as ever, there are a number of cutting edge issues affecting the Isle of Man:

Three established ferry companies are interested in providing services to the Isle of Man, the Manx Independent reports this week.

Given that the ferry is the Island’s lifeline, this is important.
There’s some light-hearted road news:

After the Christmas and New Year lull, there seem to be roadworks everywhere. We ask why.

And some vexing questions about why remedial work “down north” is falling short:

We also look at Laxey, which is undergoing some regeneration work and point out some areas that could do with improvement but which which won’t be touched.

None of that really matters though, because then there’s this gem:

The main story on page one is about a company director who went missing, has been found and has appeared in court. The mystery of his disappearance was the front page lead story two weeks ago.

He was found by police crouching in his bedroom. The paper tells the full story.

The paper had better, because there are a lot of gaps in that story. Who is he? Which company is he a director of? Why did he go missing? Why did he appear in court? Why hadn’t the police considered looking for him at his home previously? Look, I’m not a police officer experienced in searching for missing people – I recognise that – but I’d have to say that “at home” would probably have been the first place I’d have tried looking. It would certainly have been in the top three.

But then there’s quite a bit of random detail too: “He was found by police crouching in his bedroom.” As if the body position was important in some way. Not sitting or kneeling, certainly not lying, but then nor was he standing or even slightly stooped – this was definitely a crouch.
But then there’s me presuming that it was him and not the police who were doing the crouching: and when you read it again, it’s actually not absolutely clear if that is the case.
Perhaps that’s what’s got me intrigued.

This story alone is a whole lot more provocative than their usual round-up of the newspaper content.
If this marks a new, more interesting approach to the Manx Independent’s synopses for 2015, then I for one fully welcome it.

Bramble Banked

We watched loads of vehicle carriers rounding Cape Agulhas this last week. None of them got stuck on any rocks or sandbanks (and there are both around the Southern Tip). But they were obviously just lucky.
Here’s a great picture of the grounded Hoegh Osaka on Bramble Bank in the Solent:

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Initial reports suggest that the captain made a decision to delberately run the listing vehicle carrier aground there in order to stop it falling over completely capsizing [Loving the technical terminology. Nice work. – Ed.]. If so, that probably represents the best demonstration of parking under pressure since I swung into that gap 30cm longer than my car directly outside Caprice in late December 2009.

Marine Traffic reports (entirely accurately, I suppose) that the Hoegh Osaka is currently “Stopped”:

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Next to it are the tugs Lomax and Svitzer Alma. That red diamond is the West Bramble Buoy – warning big ships of the sandbank there. And acting as a parking marker for listing carrier captains everywhere.

Stuff you should know about Bramble Bank: It’s an underwater sandbank between Southampton and the Isle of Wight. Oh, and THEY HAVE A CRICKET MATCH ON IT EVERY YEAR!

The Bramble Bank is renowned for the annual cricket match held there, when the Royal Southern Yacht Club play the Island Sailing Club. The match takes place when the bank is exposed but never lasts very long before the tide returns. The undulating surface with large puddles ensures it is more a social occasion than a serious cricket match, and the scoring reflects this – the victor of the game is pre-determined, and the two clubs simply take it in turns to “win” the match, regardless of play. The Brambles cricket match has been described as “quintessentially English”.

Yep:

bb2 bb1Brilliant. Just brilliant.