Symptoms

Mal, your Council meeting's Standing Orders will, under the Local Government Acts, deal with the issue of accurate minutes;  something along the lines of: 

... issued to members of the Council not later than the fourth day before the next ensuing ordinary meeting at which they will be submitted, held as read, corrected if need be, and where held to be a true record of the proceedings to which they relate will be signed by the person who presided at the previous meeting.

GGG wrote:  "... it seems that she left surprisingly little..."

Probably down to very good financial management.  She may well have given it to that feckless drone Mark at least 7 years before she croked ... a splendid way to keep the inheritance tax bill to a minimum (or zero).

I have no trouble aligning myself with those who find Blair's history and current methods disgraceful.

Denis has shares in Nissan ... perhaps that informed Thatcher's decision.  Or maybe, like all these big contract things, a big bung was lodged in some off-shore account.

Even worse ... could Denis have been a mackem?

Perhaps Robson Green could front-up a telly programme about the Geordie accent ... I can just imagine what that would sound like.  The notion brings back fond memories of Dick Van Dyke's* efforts in sounding Cockney.

*our younger viewers may want to Google him or the film Mary Poppins ... he's never lived down his strangled effort.

Perhaps mine have been 'sealed' for 100 years ... a bit like the Profumo papers to protect a certain person.  This bloke is still alive (just) so I'll hold-back from naming him until he crokes ... he's in his 90s so the wait won't be long.  His wife super rich so can afford to chase Sym through the courts if I spill his name whilst he's still breathing.

Shame about the presenter with his garbled Dudley by way of LA via Chelsea accent.  But don't get me started on that group of plakka Geordies ... Oh I have elsewhere.

Oh dear!  Who said what and what was agreed? Minutes ARE the offical record of what took place and what was agreed - however, each meeting should have an agenda with one of the first agenda items being concerned with the Minutes of the previous meeting and specifically ARE THEY A TRUE RECORD and if not why not;  this is the opportunity to 'put the record straight'.  Clearly, if you suspect the Chair and/or the Clerk are playing fast and loose then trap them.

Record the next meeting (I don't know why folks don't always secretly record stuff like this), then at the following meeting if there's a dispute over the Minutes AND lies are told challenge the Chair/Clerk to repeat the untrue statement.  If they do then you confront them with the true record, either by playing the saved recording or read the transcript.  To stiff them they must repeat the lie and by doing so have committed an offence and can be asked to stand down.

Back in the day I was involved with the GLC (Greater London Council), a hotbed of intrigue, double dealing and double crossing;  Oh, and this was a time before digital recording devices - late 70s and 80s.  There was a shop in Leytonstone (East London) that specialized in supplying tackle for private investigators, from here I bought a modified Sony Walkman tape recorder* that had the drive motor slowed down to half speed which doubled the recording length of the cassette tape.  A small clip-on microphone would be fastened to my sleeve cuff and the wire threaded up my arm to the recorder housed inside my jacket.  We always had a true record of events ... this proved especially useful in sub-committee meetings;  our trick was never to admit to having a recorder.

*I still have this beast ... complete in it's moulded storage box and with the clip-on mic and the phone 'sucker' mic.

Something a bit like this place might be one day:

http://www.freddibnahheritagecentre.co.uk/welcome/4573261265

I loved watching Fred Dibnah's telly programmes, especially those shot in his 'back yard'.  Sadly, when he died his steam-powered yard died with him;  lets just hope that the new owners restore the place back to it's former glory and 'in steam'.

Maggs, I'm afraid that the Bedlington Iron Works Trail would only ever be 'interactive' (actually digital) as, apart from a few tumbled stones, there's nothing left.  Let's not forget this place ... they've done their best with limited available material:

http://www.bedlingtonironworks.org

"... but if room is heated more, the wall will be warmer."

Not strictly true Orl ... the warmer the air the more able it is to hold moisture.  So always the first thing to do is to reduce moisture (from whatever source) within the building.  If a wall is damp (say from condensation) then it MUST be colder than the room - it doesn't matter how high the central heating is turned up;  if it's colder than the rest of the room it will attract condensation.  A vicious circle.

Putting on PVA will not fix the problem; the wall will still be COLD.  A cold wall is the problem, so you have to find out WHY the wall is cold;  moisture is likely to be the cause.  The problem with applying a sealant (PVA, oil-based paint finishes, or similar) can also mean that any moisture in the wall has no chance of evaporating ... this is a natural process that walls should be allowed do.

As it isn't the whole gable wall then, as I mentioned earlier, it could be something she is doing on the inside - laundry drying, shower/bath/cooking steam.  Rising damp from the ground cannot get that high so look down from the roof line for possible causes.

GGG wrote: "And what sort of "victory" would that have been Sym? An overthrow of a democratically elected government kind of victory, by a Marxist agitator who couldn't even carry his own membership behind him? It was not a strike about pay or conditions. So what exactly would your victory have looked like?"

My 'victory' would have looked something like this ...

The traditionally negotiated planned pit closure programme would have continued where those pits that were 'worked-out', and/or where it was economically no longer viable to work them would close.  The NUM was never against pit closures, per say.

Proper investment in deep mining, resulting in a long-term viable industry.  Had this happened then I'm sure there would have been proper research and development into 'clean coal' technology at the power stations.  Oh how different the UK's current energy security would look like now when we consider the 300 years worth of coal reserves below Blighty.

Maybe local communities wouldn't have been destroyed and small towns/villages might still be vibrant places to live.

The cause is likely to be condensation ... warm, humid air in the house hitting that cold gable wall causing the condensation and the resulting mould.  Stop the condensation and you stop the mould growth.  Ventilation is the key (tough in winter when trying to keep the heat in) - even a tiny opening is good.  Maybe during the day when the house is unoccupied.  Also, reduce the amount of moisture in the air - don't dry clothes over radiators, use extractor fans in the kitchen and bathroom to get the moisture outside, hose the tumble dryer outside (even those that have built-in condensors - get a conversion kit).  Insulate that gable wall with cavity wall insulation (often free via grants via energy supplier)  which is easy to inject from the outside ... assumes the house has cavity walls,  if not, then insulate with foam-backed plasterboard on the inside.  This is a bit more disruptive but within the scope of a reasonably decent DIYer and not too expensive.  The point with insulating that wall is that once done it won't be cold so condensation won't happen and mould won't form.  Obviously, your friend (or you) will need to check there are no other sources making that 'damp', like leaking gutters, downpipes, bridged damp-proof courses, etc.

It doesn't matter how much spray your friend puts on the wall the problem won't be fixed without doing the above.  Get your friend to contact their energy supplier to see if they can get freebie insulation - get the whole house done and enjoy how snug the house'll be.

Mould is harmful to health (breathing in the spores).

HPW - I'm not sure if the Peelers are obliged to show you any file they hold on you.  Why not contact their HQ and ask?  As for you school records these will be held by the Northumberland County Council Archive and should be available to you on application ... I'm sure there'll be a charge;  again, give them a phone.

Maybe there are others here who'll know what to do.

Let us know what you find out as I'd be keen to get my school records ... oh what fun they'd be to read (and maybe share with those here).

Recently released Government papers show Scargs wasn't lying ...

http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/uk-25549596

and that Thatch's 'running dog jackals' (NACODS) were instrumental in stiffing the miners. 

What is remarkable is what a close-run thing the whole dispute was ... victory for the miners was within grasp but appears to have been snatched away by Gorbachev, the traitorous NACODS and the crooked UDM.

We may not have to wait long before Thatcher's apologists turn up to spin the same old guff about ballots.

Is the mould on the inside or the outside?

I'm sure I read somewhere that years ago there was a team that went around the North East recording old guys talking ... preserving each towns' variation of our local dialect - perhaps someone here can confirm this?  A bit like Alan Lomax, the Yankee music collector, who went around the USA in the 40s recording the old Blues men for the Library of Congress.

Just image if Lomax came across Blind Lemon Cramlington Budgie Strangler in the 'Deep South of Geordieland' ... I reckon he'd say "Boy, you ain't got no voice worth putting down on my here vinyl." 

When I was a lad growing up in Bedders I have a clear memory local accents which varied from town to town.  Friends from Ashington had different ways of pronouncing the same words as folk from Bedders;  ditto Morpeth lads.

Adam wrote: " .... shame they have moved more to a normal museum now then a mining museum."

Most 'specialised' museums have, maybe in the last ten years, converted into theme parks;  it is a form of dumbing-down.  I lived in London for 40 years and visited most of the museums early on, and, in later years revisited them.  I was disappointed to find that they had become interactive, themed entertainment venues.  Gone were the masses of exhibits complete with their labels .. .these allowed close study to get at and understand the subject.  The biggest offender is the Science Museum, a glorious place full of real science, now it's just like walking around Disney World.  Horrible, horrible, horrible!

Where is Mr Darn?  He hasn't been here for nearly 14 months.

I'd second GGG's views about CCleaner, like him I've used it for years on various machines; before that I used Evidence Eliminator.  But take care when using it.

No, no, no, Adam!  A Geordie is somebody born on the NORTH bank of the Tyne and within 'hockling' distance of it.  Folks born south of the Tyne are black'n'tackers;  those webbed feet horrors who emerged from the slime of that fetid stream an few miles south of the mighty Tyne are known as mackems.  You're correct that folks born in Bedlington are Northumbrian not Geordies. 

My original objection to CBS's mangled warblings was about how he has reverted to howling in a Geordie accent when he normally speaks in a mid-Atlantic version of Received Pronunciation ... to my ear it sounds plain wrong.  It's almost like Betty Saxe-Coburg and Gotha squawking like a Cullercoats fishwife ... imagine that pre-War clipped English, mixed with a guttural Berlin twang, overlaid with 'winkles, penny a pint'.  That's what the CBS sounds like.

Why was Glebe Court knocked down?  They look to be reasonably modern ... or maybe that was the problem.

I never had a really pronounced accent, however, when I got to London as a student in '69 my Tutor suggested elocution lessons ... cheeky sod.  Of course I refused, and I'm glad I did.  At the time regional accents were looked down on by the metropolitan elites but subsequently became fashionable.  

My issue with folk like CBS and Robson Green (a really bad offender) is their deliberate attempt to change how they speak ... it just sounds fake and in no way can be described as a natural modification due to 'new' influences.   

Some of us will ensure he never dies.

It was also a distant landmark for all those returning home ... my long train journey from King's Cross to the Toon, the hike up from the Central Station to the Haymarket, the United bus to Bedders, turning into the A1068 off the A1 there in the distance the power station.  Nearly home!!!!