This is a cartoon that @Arkaig from Scotland posted in November 2022 which pretty much summed up the feelings of the group.Thanks for that! Wish I could have been here in the beginning. I wondered what people talked about when there weren’t that many of these on the roads 2 years ago, heck not a lot now. I am so glad I bought my first Grenadier and found this place!!
It was much of a show and tell...if you can think it, it was probably on here.Thanks for that! Wish I could have been here in the beginning. I wondered what people talked about when there weren’t that many of these on the roads 2 years ago, heck not a lot now. I am so glad I bought my first Grenadier and found this place!!
Both songs are a bit obvious , lyrically. As in stating the obvious. Doh.
).You should have gone with Assassin and International Man of Mystery - “but now you know too much”'Feeling safe' is a very personal thing, I had an interesting realisation about it some time ago, when I started dating my Ex (no, she wasn’t that scary, well, not until the divorce anyway
She sat down with me one day and said her parents had asked her, to ask me, if there was anything they should know about me.
I thought the conversation was going down the lines of ‘what are your intentions’, so I dutifully expressed my desire to make an honest woman of her (this was back when such things were still considered chivalrous).
She slowly shook her head and then proceeded to go through a long list of behavioral characteristics her parents found concerning, like:
Before going out I’d always plan and discuss several routes and didn’t like going anywhere with limited access,
Whenever I left or arrived at a property, I’d always do a walk around and check everything was secure,
Any unusual sounds were always investigated,
Car doors were always locked and windows always up,
In traffic, I'd stop with sufficient room to manoeuvre around the vehicle in front,
I never stood still in public,
If I did have to stop in public (like on public transport), I’d back up to a wall near the exit, and observe everyone around me …
By the time she finished going through it all I was even more confused, it turned out her parents thought I could be in witness protection, or some sort of covert operative, or in organised crime ... but my behavior was making them feel unsafe and they were concerned about her safety.
The reality is, I’d grown up in PNG, a tribal culture where you have to be constantly aware of personal safety, and that’s just how we lived.
That is so funny.'Feeling safe' is a very personal thing, I had an interesting realisation about it some time ago, when I started dating my Ex (no, she wasn’t that scary, well, not until the divorce anyway
She sat down with me one day and said her parents had asked her, to ask me, if there was anything they should know about me.
I thought the conversation was going down the lines of ‘what are your intentions’, so I dutifully expressed my desire to make an honest woman of her (this was back when such things were still considered chivalrous).
She slowly shook her head and then proceeded to go through a long list of behavioral characteristics her parents found concerning, like:
Before going out I’d always plan and discuss several routes and didn’t like going anywhere with limited access,
Whenever I left or arrived at a property, I’d always do a walk around and check everything was secure,
Any unusual sounds were always investigated,
Car doors were always locked and windows always up,
In traffic, I'd stop with sufficient room to manoeuvre around the vehicle in front,
I never stood still in public,
If I did have to stop in public (like on public transport), I’d back up to a wall near the exit, and observe everyone around me …
By the time she finished going through it all I was even more confused, it turned out her parents thought I could be in witness protection, or some sort of covert operative, or in organised crime ... but my behavior was making them feel unsafe and they were concerned about her safety.
The reality is, I’d grown up in PNG, a tribal culture where you have to be constantly aware of personal safety, and that’s just how we lived.
I found out at my daughters wedding that growing up her friends all thought I was a hit man, spy or a drug dealer.
There is hope for us yet
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I was offered a job in PNG as a Sales Manager and they told me it was safe, but I would have to live in a secure compound and undergo security and some weapons training.Sounds like you'd do ok in PNG Dave
It does stay with you though, I still can't wear headphones, I check doors are locked several times, still maintain bug-out / grab & 4x4 recovery bags, keep the car topped up with fuel !!
