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He'd come in every day.
I say that, but I didn't work weekends. How could I with Mothers knees being the way they are? But I never heard Pattsie, who did a 9 till 2 shift Tuesdays and Thursdays and 4 till 10 Saturday and Sunday mention him. Well you know what she's like. The inner workings of her sinuses were an open book and her Wayne's propensities toward a fawn coloured gimp suit were acknowledged by all. So given what a general blabbermouth she is I just assume he didn't come in on weekends.
I can't say it suprises me. Those office types with their fancy Primark suits don't tend to work weekends.
Of course I know that now but when Darren, my second husband, wore a suit in his role as assistant deputy to the junior librarian he claimed to work every weekend whilst all the time he was having a secret tryst with that trollope Tracy.
I'm losing my thread though.
He always went large. Sometimes he'd ask for extra fries or cheese and, you won't believe this, I can hardly believe it myself and I served him and saw it with my own eyes, BOTH!!
Well, we knew he was an important man and one day I'd had 2 Lambrini's before my shift celebrating our Jamals getting a tag instead of the 3 years we all expected for him sniffing a bicycle seat with intent to lick, and I got a bit brave.
So what do you do then? I asked. Brazen as you like.
I make things harder. That's what he said.
I can't deny it, I went weak at the knees. That might be hereditary of course.
So, I said. Are we talking Vanadium? Half a percent makes steel 30% stronger and flexible so buildings don't fall down in earthquakes and trains don't go off the tracks?
No, he said.
So you can get it up.
What a to**er.
He'd come in every day.
I say that, but I didn't work weekends. How could I with Mothers knees being the way they are? But I never heard Pattsie, who did a 9 till 2 shift Tuesdays and Thursdays and 4 till 10 Saturday and Sunday mention him. Well you know what she's like. The inner workings of her sinuses were an open book and her Wayne's propensities toward a fawn coloured gimp suit were acknowledged by all. So given what a general blabbermouth she is I just assume he didn't come in on weekends.
I can't say it suprises me. Those office types with their fancy Primark suits don't tend to work weekends.
Of course I know that now but when Darren, my second husband, wore a suit in his role as assistant deputy to the junior librarian he claimed to work every weekend whilst all the time he was having a secret tryst with that trollope Tracy.
I'm losing my thread though.
He always went large. Sometimes he'd ask for extra fries or cheese and, you won't believe this, I can hardly believe it myself and I served him and saw it with my own eyes, BOTH!!
Well, we knew he was an important man and one day I'd had 2 Lambrini's before my shift celebrating our Jamals getting a tag instead of the 3 years we all expected for him sniffing a bicycle seat with intent to lick, and I got a bit brave.
So what do you do then? I asked. Brazen as you like.
I make things harder. That's what he said.
I can't deny it, I went weak at the knees. That might be hereditary of course.
So, I said. Are we talking Vanadium? Half a percent makes steel 30% stronger and flexible so buildings don't fall down in earthquakes and trains don't go off the tracks?
No, he said.
So you can get it up.
What a to**er.
Macaman, no disrespect, I know your heart is in the right place but if a Company like Invinity are not already aware of such things they are doomed.
All this emailing Chika telling her what the Company should be doing is frankly insulting. If you don't trust them to do the right thing bearing in mind they can see the whole picture, sell your shares.
Thanks alfa and jogj99. I had a laser ablation once but the wheel fell off.
So is it a mineral In its own right or something created or a Combination of both. I have tried to research it but you are a much more reliable and knowledgeable source than google.
And, forgive me for impossing, are the stories true about its effectiveness?
Could any of you more knowledgeable (pretty much all of you) than me offer an opinion on this? Read a report that says it could dramatically increase the efficiency of solar panels. Would really appreciate your view Alfa.
I was chatting to Steve one night. This was before he died. What do you think about the old energy storage thing then mate?
Exterminate.
Funny b*gger he was. Hard work getting any sense out of him when he was in was in one these moods. Stop pi**ing about Steve, I'm trying to have a sensible conversation mate!
Funny you should bring that up now he says. Fortune Mojapelo is popping round for pizza and to watch the new Spiderman movie.
Well, I knew what was going on. Steve never could understand how the timer on the cooker worked. Still, stroke of luck. So Steve, you got Spiderman Forever?
No, I only rented it for one night!
Told you he was a funny b*gger. So seriously Steve. Energy storage. What's your view?
Well, he says. Not like going to Mars is it?
How do you mean mate?
It's not rocket science.
He could be a funny b*gger.
Well he didn't get much right in life did My Ronnie. Apart from marrying me and buying those BMN shares in 2013 he got most things wrong. Not a very tactile man. Though in truth I'm quite a cold woman myself. With him I was anyway. Ronnie used to joke that when I opened my mouth a light came on. He could be a card. Much given to mansplaining I'm afraid. In fact he once mansplained mansplaining to me and a few of the knitting group of the WI. 'Now mansplaining girls. Is when a MAN. Explains something to a WOMAN. In a patronising and condescending way. I can repeat that if you need me to.' Oh yes proper card he was. Banged on endlessly about Bushveld. Of course I know about them now but at the start I thought, oh here we go, wasting what little money we have on another crackpot scheme. I thought it was a cannabis farm. Actually, I hoped it was. All the youngsters seem to use it. Even Tyson. Well especially Tyson to be honest. He's the young lad we got in when the garden got a bit too much for Ronnie near the end. Strong as a paedophiles password is Tyson.
'Vandium Dierdrie, that's the future my girl' he'd say. Ronnie, not Tyson. 3 mines full of it Bushveld have got. Well they could have been the size of allotments for all that dopey idiot knew. So naturally I had to check it out myself and turned out he was on to something. 'It turns iron into steel and turns it into superman.' Bear in mind this was before the never proven unspecified poison that they never got to the bottom of started entering his system. So they say. Anyway, turns out they do have 3 massive mines full of top quality stuff. Vanadium. Not cannabis. Well me and Gladis from poison ivy cottage up the road had a look at it and found out about these VRFB's. Looked like the future to us. I asked Ronnie, being curious like, what do YOU think about VRFB's? 'Be okay with enough tomato sauce my love.' He said. He'd never heard of them. He was pretty ill by then in fairness. Once, as I gave him the coco I made him and insisted he drink every night. What about electrolyte then Ron?. 'Penicillin will sort that my love.' He said. Lemur? I asked. 'No love, get a cat.' It was a good funeral. So everbody says anway. I thought Dierdrie, you need to get away and cheer yourself up. I thought well, I've got my BMN shares to look after my retirement so I will book a cruise. So I did. Not cheap mind but I had Ronnie well insured. Had to buy an entire new summer wardrobe for Tyson though!