On the other hand, anyone can offer their infomercial machine-of-the-
month and make all kinds of claims, even claims which are grossly
physiologically inaccurate.
This sticks out pretty severely. I'm amazed the MoH hasn't jumped on it.
They can get into trouble for ay fase claims. Trouble is with these sort of
things the whole system operates in a nutter's world - and they don't seem
to complain. One thing that amazes me is those clowns floging magnetic
blankets. They sail close to the line. There's another dreamer who flogs
wrist bracelets that take batteries and cure insomnia. He used to offer a
money back guarantee, but doesn't anymore.
Most people would just have a good laugh at these ridiculous "ab" machines'
weight loss claims.
But the one that swings from side to side looks rather fun, and it would
probably tighten up one's mid section.
And buying a machine would be cheaper than going to a gym.
Hard work is probably the best exercise there is, especially pitching
sheaves all day. But who does that these days?
There is a sheaf on the New Zealand Coat of Arms, bottom left corner.
It makes my back ache just looking at that thing! I don't imagine it
would be terribly good for anybody with back problems.
Rachel
If you can't find sheaves, try sledging hay. That's what used to get
me fit in the summer (and it's actually enjoyable work, better than
sitting on the tractor all day) but, alas [cue violins] the fashion
for big bales has done away with that too.
The last use our old reaper binder had was as a mower for maize for
cattle fodder. A sad ending for a faithful old machine.
> There is a sheaf on the New Zealand Coat of Arms, bottom left corner.
The Canterbury coat of arms is a gruesome thing with sheaves and dead
sheep.
LW
A L P
Nice one, ALPie. A 10-pointer.
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- Nicolaas
>Nicolaas Hawkins wrote:
That's a sheath, A L P
If you can't find sheaves, try sledging hay. That's what used to get
me fit in the summer (and it's actually enjoyable work, better than
sitting on the tractor all day) but, alas [cue violins] the fashion
for big bales has done away with that too.
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Or carrying those oblong bales up a ladder, stuck on a pitchfork over your
shoulder, and stacking them in the hayloft.
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The last use our old reaper binder had was as a mower for maize for
cattle fodder. A sad ending for a faithful old machine.
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I went to an auction on a farm in Wales, years ago. They had a horse drawn
reaper that wasn't a binder too, with long rotating arms that left the oats
lying in small sheaf sized heaps, ready for tying by hand. Everyone had a
good laugh, but it really belonged in a museum. I hope it ended up in one.
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He lisps
Nope - you've got me on that one, Geo.
Sounds like it could be a touch ...err ... uncomfortable.
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- Nicolaas
That weally ithn't twue.
A L P
>On , , Mon, 4 Jan 2010 09:52:59 +1300, Re: Health claims: legal inconsistencies,
>You bring them in, whatever they are.
>
>"Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the sheaves,
>We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves;
>Bringing in the sheaves, bringing in the sheaves,
>We shall come rejoicing, bringing in the sheaves."
I know what they are, as below:
http://www.cheshire.gov.uk/aboutcheshire/Crest.htm
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Brian Dooley
Wellington New Zealand
There are three cats in evidence, and you should note that
Charles Dodgson was born in Cheshire.
>On , , Mon, 4 Jan 2010 15:29:23 +1300, Re: Health claims: legal inconsistencies,
>I have an abridged copy of Frasiers "Golden Bough". There is a lot in there
>about corn dollies.
>>
Wrong Frazer I think.
I haven't seen one of those since the last harvest festival I went to.
--
Shaun.
"Give a man a fire and he's warm for the day. But set fire to him and he's
warm for the rest of his life." Terry Pratchet, 'Jingo'.
I have exactly the same feeling whenever I see it Rachel.