hbbu.

you’ve got a nice day for it.

doesn’t appear you have many friends here bu. now if it was my birthday…

I’ve already said HB on facebook and sms and in person… unlike some people, he doesn’t need that much affirmation of aging.

Cheers Boris….. I think. :-)

Waves @ Arts :-)

dammit, he caught us out… ok it was only on facebook :P

Happy Birthday BU. Would you like to celebrate by expanding your avian family by adding another cage and five needing-to-be-rehomed cockateils?

Boris said:

you’ve got a nice day for it.

I believe rain is forecast for the afternoon/evening.

.. and happy birthday BU :)

MHR to the Umbrella!

Happy BUrthday :)

Yes MHR to the brolly.

BU!!! Have a good one :)

Have a great birthday, and many happy returns, BU! :)

Cheers BU.

Thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes. :-)

Neo, The boss is back on Sunday. I’ll talk to her about the cockatiels & get back to you.

Birthday greetings!

“But US company, Good Morning to You Productions (GMTY), which is making a documentary on the tune, alleges it has evidence the song’s copyright expired no later than 1921.

It has filed a suit in a federal court in New York City demanding the government invalidate the copyright and force the music company to return what it says are unlawful licensing fees.

According to GMTY, the tune comes from a song called “Good Morning to All,” which was composed in 1893 by sisters Mildred and Patty Hill, who sold the rights to Clayton F Summy.

The song in its present form was released in 1924 by Robert Coleman, setting off a series of legal disputes.

“Irrefutable documentary evidence, some dating back to 1893, shows that the copyright to Happy Birthday to You, if there ever was a valid copyright to any part of the song, expired no later than 1921,” the lawsuit says.
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These birthday threads are probably on some sort of birthday song watch list so please don’t sing Happy Birthday in any of them.
I’d hate to see the rendition of CB88 to the US, water boarded and banged up in Reno with Bubba as a cell mate.
But I’d wouldn’t abandon him, I’d support him, well morally support him, I certainly wouldn’t do anything to tarnish my own reputation.
I’d certainly have to deny ever having know him publically but I’d support others, from a distance, others like kii writing letters and making signs saying “Release CB88” and marching outside the prison and stuff.

Anyway, PWM, it was Rory Kinnear who played Bovver Boy’s father in the Christmas special

Happy Birthday BU!

bu says thanks spocky.

i’m doing official answering services now that i’m off drawbridge duties.

HB BU> 21 again?

Boris said:

bu says thanks spocky.

i’m doing official answering services now that i’m off drawbridge duties.

:)

51 MS. he’s no spring chicken anymore.

51? Geez thanks Boris. Thanks for the wishes, Spocky & Skipp. :-) fyi I’m 46.

I spent a pleasant day trawling through the 2nd hand car yards of East Victoria Park in order that Boris might find a car worthy of his stature….. ie. a Ford Prefect with 4 bald tyres & a blown head gasket. this proved hard to find however, & so he had to settle for a Toyota Camry with an excess of “New Car” smell sprayed into it. This will dissapate quickly though after he returns home & leaves a set of his size 13 work boots in it overnight & / or coats the steering wheel with curry stains.

;-)

Bulgarian Umbrella said:

51? Geez thanks Boris. Thanks for the wishes, Spocky & Skipp. :-) fyi I’m 46.

I spent a pleasant day trawling through the 2nd hand car yards of East Victoria Park in order that Boris might find a car worthy of his stature….. ie. a Ford Prefect with 4 bald tyres & a blown head gasket. this proved hard to find however, & so he had to settle for a Toyota Camry with an excess of “New Car” smell sprayed into it. This will dissapate quickly though after he returns home & leaves a set of his size 13 work boots in it overnight & / or coats the steering wheel with curry stains.

;-)

ah….. spoken like a true m-a-t-e!

lol

Bulgarian Umbrella said:

51? Geez thanks Boris. Thanks for the wishes, Spocky & Skipp. :-) fyi I’m 46.

I spent a pleasant day trawling through the 2nd hand car yards of East Victoria Park in order that Boris might find a car worthy of his stature….. ie. a Ford Prefect with 4 bald tyres & a blown head gasket. this proved hard to find however, & so he had to settle for a Toyota Camry with an excess of “New Car” smell sprayed into it. This will dissapate quickly though after he returns home & leaves a set of his size 13 work boots in it overnight & / or coats the steering wheel with curry stains.

;-)

Though how come you do Boris’ work on your birthday,, he must be god to you

It’s a bromance :-)

>>Though how come you do Boris’ work on your birthday,, he must be god to you<<

Not really. I’m a contractor. ie. I’m not allowed to be sick, have holidays/weekends or for that matter be human in any way. eg. when the head RN at my late fathers nursing home told me to ‘stand by’ as he was not expected to last the night, I sat by his bedside with a couple of schematic drawings & talked a mechanic through a diagnosis some 150 klicks north of my location. Between phone calls, I read to dad from one of his favourite books & held his hand. So, wandering through car yards to help a mate (of some 24 years) get a half decent car on my birthday is a doddle Roughy.

:-)

Bulgarian Umbrella said:

>>Though how come you do Boris’ work on your birthday,, he must be god to you<<

Not really. I’m a contractor. ie. I’m not allowed to be sick, have holidays/weekends or for that matter be human in any way.

:-)

OH you work for my mob too ;)

Bulgarian Umbrella said:

>>Though how come you do Boris’ work on your birthday,, he must be god to you<<

Not really. I’m a contractor. ie. I’m not allowed to be sick, have holidays/weekends or for that matter be human in any way.

But gee, he can have a bloody whinge.

Oh, wait, that’s close to the definition of a contractor.

Bulgarian Umbrella said:

>>Though how come you do Boris’ work on your birthday,, he must be god to you<<

Not really. I’m a contractor. ie. I’m not allowed to be sick, have holidays/weekends or for that matter be human in any way. eg. when the head RN at my late fathers nursing home told me to ‘stand by’ as he was not expected to last the night, I sat by his bedside with a couple of schematic drawings & talked a mechanic through a diagnosis some 150 klicks north of my location. Between phone calls, I read to dad from one of his favourite books & held his hand. So, wandering through car yards to help a mate (of some 24 years) get a half decent car on my birthday is a doddle Roughy.

:-)

:)

>>Oh, wait, that’s close to the definition of a contractor.<<

Correct :-)