Hi Mr Nail ......I've seen it myself .....guy near me,big house [paid for in cash] & a Merc convertible .....he always had £3000+ of gold chain on his neck [which he was reputed to have fought a "Traveller" for] .....and he always paid in cash for everything.
One day Plod turned up,carted him,his mother and father and even his 70-odd year ol' granny off to the nick.
Turns out it was drug money,he was doing a bit of gardening in an Industrial Unit.
His house got re-possessed .......I dunno how his granny went on,seems he'd bought her [council] house for her too ......cash.
He's still inside.

T.

Same all over Terry. The gold chain is a badge of rank, the bigger and chunkier the chain the bigger the villian sees himself. They're just the crude lowlife's though, the clever ones are more subtle. It's the subtle ones that go under the radar and are more likely to be trusted by the 'respectable' bent solicitors and so on. They can even join a golf club.


Smiffy I don't want to pursue the guy, I just want to relist it. But until I know different he still owns it! I just think it right that I should include his details in the relisting so that buyers don't think there's something wrong with the car.


Plastic gangster. Just as bands attract groupies, and footballers attract bimbo's, criminals attract blokes that like to be on the fringe. They like to know and associate with the wrong 'un's, but never actually do anything dangerous themselves.

What your mate encountered was one of them. Your man had no success because of the language barrier. You see, blokes like him know the law, they know how stupid the law can be, and they use it to their advantage. If the man was Russian for example and your mate spoke to him in English you wouldn't expect him to take notice would you? Well what your mate did was the equivalent of that.

Gathering half a dozen big lads and going to his house to trash it, burning his car out, or catching him in the proverbial 'back alley' would be the language he understands. Unless you spoke to him in that 'language' the results will always be negative. But of course your mate isn't a criminal so he wouldn't do such things. The plastic gangster knows this, which is why he was so smug.

Oh...and not that I advocate such practice, but no witnesses is the name of the game.

Right. I'm pissed off now. You couldn't make this shit up.

Took the 2cv out of the garage as it's a nice sunny day. Went for a spin as I've not used it for a week. I put the Honda out of the way, sort of half in half out the garage as you might see in the photo above. I thought that as the weekend re-list was inevitable I'd take some new sunny photo's of the 2cv for the listing.

When crouching down in front of the 2cv to get a front view photo, the zapper in my pocket pressed itself and the garage door automatically closed on the Fu*king Honda! So - No more Mr. Nice guy. E-Bay Unpaid item strike has gone in - Fu*k him.

That is hardly the buyer's fault. Seriously take a deep breath, it ended on a Sunday evening it is unrealistic to expect the buyer to collect until the following weekend.

I hope the door safety sytem cut in before any serious damage.

Did you know that every Camel and every goat in Egypt is pregnant?

The reason for this is the way some Arab laws work. Their logic says that if, as a foreigner you run over a goat, then it's automatically your fault as the goat was supposed to be there and you weren't. Therefore they say, you must compensate the family for the loss of the goat, which, as it may be the owners sole source of nourishment is very valuable.

Of course when you killed the goat, you might think that $1000 will be enough to compensate for the loss, but no - the goat was pregnant! It may have had several off-springs, so you must therefore compensate for each. That is why they say every Arab goat is pregnant.

I followed that logic. I didn't expect collection within a week, but certainly contact, the lack of which causes me to expect a relist. So I take more photo's in anticipation of that relist, and the rest is history. There's no damage, it hit the boot lid rather than the glass, but it still pissed me off enough to invoke Arab law. I need held don't I?

If there's any more sunny weather I'll want to keep it again and that's not a good idea.

Im very interested to see how this ends up as I am going to be selling a few cars soon.

I also have had mixed ebay experiences and whilst I never saw your ad Old Nail, I find that even if you say something in a listing people randomly choose to do it their own way.

I sold an item for just over £1000 (a musical instrument) on the basis of the buyer contact me withing 24 hrs and makes a deposit of £100 via paypal and collect or pay the whole lot and I will post. I heard nothing for 10 days and was spitting blood ....or whatever it is...(probably red wine)...sending him increasingly pissed off messages.

Eventually he, turned out to be his girlfriend, totally off the planet, sent a message and finally called me saying could I meet her in an hour at the local BR station (no probs....just down the road....fortunatly I was free) and would pay cash. No excuses, no reasons, no explanation......just "Hiya....brought the item off ebay, can I meet you...blagh...blagh"... I live on the south coast and she was miles away having already got onto a train ages ago not even knowing I was around !

I was furious, but had little to loose, and needed the cash. Went there to meet her and she gave me all the money in cash, took the item and that was it. I never got any feedback, no reasoning, no contact and it was bonkers.

Even now it feels such an odd thing as I hoped it was going to a good home and the experiance was bizzare.

Having watched and joined in this thread a bit I am sad it is as it is. I reckon thats a cracking car and its a dam shame that currently its in this state of limbo. I really hoped it would get snapped up for more money than this and we would be seeing news of it back on here again, owned by a true enthusiast.

But I guess O-N you just gonna have to sit back and see if it comes right or re-list. I wish I had the money to buy it.

However, perhaps the world is telling you to keep it !

When I drove it in the sunshine today I was wanting to keep it too, but I'd rather it went now then I can find some other mischief to get into. Regarding ebay buyers, well there's no figuring out people. I tried for years before I finally sussed them out. They're not all bad of course, as this forum proves, it's just that like solicitors, 99% of them give the rest a bad name.

Remind me to tell you sometime about what I call 'The gammon effect'. knowing and understanding it changed everything for me. I've taught it to my ex-wife and my current one, and it's amazing how it works. (No it's not sexual)

I had a PM today regarding my attitude toward people and my somewhat wayward view of life. It was from someone who agreed actually, but there are those that don't. I've been some places and done some things and picked up a little at a time along the way. I do tend to notice things, which often gets me into trouble. I also have the 'right to remain silent', but I never do! I think it's crazy to know stuff and not pass it on. I spend hours on end wide-awake. What can you do with 72 hours of insomnia? At times like that I'm not fit to work but not able to sleep. So I read. I read all sorts of stuff, from the obscure to the ridiculous. And I observe - mostly people.

You want to know 'the meaning of life'? It’s this simple.

Forget what the local Vicar, Monty Python or anyone else that tells you that life is, there it is right there. The big fish eat the little fish - Simple as that. Those are the rules. To know them and thus avoid being eaten is the objective. Now go play the game.

I mentioned the morality of custom earlier. The thing about cultural diversity and so on is that it just complicates matters. Plus a culture doesn’t always make sense. Take the Taliban for example. They refine Heroin for a living but have a moral objection to beer. They wipe their arse with their left hand but consider bacon ‘unclean’. They own a machine gun and a rocket launcher per family, but ‘can’t afford’ shoes for their kids. In the end whatever custom or religions each of us follow, all are still subject and subordinate to the main rule above. The big fish will always eat the little fish, no matter what Allah or Jehovah have to say about it.



The idea is to avoid being eaten. That doesn’t mean that if you were born a small fry that you are automatically doomed. The strong take from the weak, but the smart take from the strong. Be smart. Look at nature’s solutions, use camouflage. Remember my man Keyser Söze.

Recently I’ve been trying to adopt some of my own advice. To be subtle. For example the next time those Jehovah’s Witness fellas call on Sunday I might just invite them in and show them my interesting collection of fossils.

I have a cruel sense of humour which makes me laugh at things that are now termed ‘inappropriate’. I hate that word. It only came into general use in the Blair era, when suddenly everything became ‘inappropriate’. If my best friend fell over and hurt himself for example, I would be bent double laughing. Don’t get me wrong I’d help them up, but I’d still be laughing. I laugh at certain illnesses too. Very un-PC I know, but so what? Tourettes syndrome has me in tears. I think it’s hilarious.

I often wonder if I told those Jehovah guys that come knocking that, "Yes I’d like to join you but I have Tourettes". What would they say? Can you imagine the fun you could have with that one? Sitting in church shouting ‘Bollocks!’ at strategic moments. Better still, I’d be the only Jehovah’s Witness that ever knocked on a door and told the occupant to f*ck off! That'd turn the tables. Heh heh... Old-Nail – Jehovah’s revenge!

Just kidding, well, about some of it anyway.

That's exactly the message of a rather brilliant children's book
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I'm right though aren't I. The only laws that matter are the laws of gravity and the laws of nature. The rest are man-made claptrap. Hocus-pocus to scare the natives.

Hey guess who just turned up not 5 mins ago to buy that spare gearbox? The 2cvGb club secretary for something or other. Julian his name was. I'm sure he'll tell you what a charming fellow I am too. See? ( Keyser Söze Keyser Söze! )