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Arapiles Benightment 1-Oct-2010 At 7:50:46 PM Winston Smith

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On 1/10/2010 nmonteith wrote:
>Unless its sub zero just stay put and wait for dawn. It's boring and uncomfortable
>but not life threatening. Chances are your mates in camp will come looking
>for you after a few hours anyway. IMHO you should only ring for a rescue
>if you have serious injuries, have run out of food/water or the weather
>is about to kill you. 8 o'clock at night is only an hour after dark - i'm
>usually walking out of the crag about then with my head torch. It's not
>000 emergency time.The only time i've rung 000 was when my mountain bike
>partner broke both arms and his back, knocked himself out, slashed his
>entire face open from top of head to chin and we were kilometres from the
>nearest road. When i was sitting there holding my shirt on his face trying
>to stop the endless blood I needed FAST and immediate medical attention
>- i would be seriously bummed if that same emergency department was attending
>to some guys who were afraid of the dark.

Welcome back to the Neil World Order:

FIRST YORKSHIREMAN:
You were lucky. We lived for three months in a paper bag in a septic tank. We used to have to get up at six in the morning, clean the paper bag, eat a crust of stale bread, go to work down t' mill, fourteen hours a day, week-in week-out, for sixpence a week, and when we got home our Dad would thrash us to sleep wi' his belt.
SECOND YORKSHIREMAN:
Luxury. We used to have to get out of the lake at six o'clock in the morning, clean the lake, eat a handful of 'ot gravel, work twenty hour day at mill for tuppence a month, come home, and Dad would thrash us to sleep with a broken bottle, if we were lucky!
THIRD YORKSHIREMAN:
Well, of course, we had it tough. We used to 'ave to get up out of shoebox at twelve o'clock at night and lick road clean wit' tongue. We had two bits of cold gravel, worked twenty-four hours a day at mill for sixpence every four years, and when we got home our Dad would slice us in two wit' bread knife.
FOURTH YORKSHIREMAN:
Right. I had to get up in the morning at ten o'clock at night half an hour before I went to bed, drink a cup of sulphuric acid, work twenty-nine hours a day down mill, and pay mill owner for permission to come to work, and when we got home, our Dad and our mother would kill us and dance about on our graves singing Hallelujah.