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Post by headstone on Jan 27, 2020 9:57:59 GMT
It is now, with cutting humour as ever. I must he doing something wrong as I still have a 410 error when I click on it. Me too (no, not that one). Perhaps it's our age....
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Post by daveu on Jan 27, 2020 10:54:32 GMT
I must he doing something wrong as I still have a 410 error when I click on it. Me too (no, not that one). Perhaps it's our age.... Have you tried a hard refresh (CTRL + F5)
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Post by sword65 on Jan 27, 2020 11:10:13 GMT
Me too (no, not that one). Perhaps it's our age.... Have you tried a hard refresh (CTRL + F5) Cant do that on a phone☹
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Post by daveu on Jan 27, 2020 11:29:22 GMT
Have you tried a hard refresh (CTRL + F5) Cant do that on a phone☹ Worked for me but that may be because I had already accessed it on the computer. You could try going into Settings/Apps, find whatever browser you're using (probably chrome), click on storage and clear cache,
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Post by Bernie on Jan 27, 2020 11:39:03 GMT
I notice the address has 401 on the end of it. Can't get rid of just that bit on my tablet.
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Jan 27, 2020 11:44:13 GMT
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Post by sword65 on Jan 27, 2020 11:44:13 GMT
Worked for me but that may be because I had already accessed it on the computer. You could try going into Settings/Apps, find whatever browser you're using (probably chrome), click on storage and clear cache, No no good but it was worth a try.
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Jan 27, 2020 11:47:14 GMT
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Post by 61666 on Jan 27, 2020 11:47:14 GMT
Did mine on my phone by just clicking on the original link.
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Post by Stonethecrow on Jan 27, 2020 11:57:58 GMT
Seems sword that you are the only one with this problem. Strange that !
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Post by Bernie on Jan 27, 2020 12:06:24 GMT
Not just Sword.
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Jan 27, 2020 12:14:45 GMT
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Post by Nick on Jan 27, 2020 12:14:45 GMT
Barney and sword the dynamic duo !
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Post by Nick on Jan 27, 2020 12:19:09 GMT
Does this help ? MAIDSTONE UNITED 1 OXFORD CITY 0 MATCH REPORT BY DIXON OF DOCK GREEN Evening all. Shortly before Saturday’s match it was announced that Southeastern Trains had agreed to sponsor Justin Amaluzor, Ibrahim Olutade and Iffy Allen for the rest of the season. “They’re unreliable, the service is woefully inconsistent and they rarely turn up on time, but we’ve got no choice but to use them,” said a spokesman for the trio. Yes indeed ladies and gentlemen, keep it right here for high-class satire with just a bit of edge. After successive 1–0 defeats we hit back harder than a disgraced copper hammering a keyboard with common sense advice for footballers with unsatisfactory car share arrangements. There’s been some stiff competition for the title of “biggest shitgibbon in the fan base” over the last couple of years ladies and gentlemen, with some outstanding performances from The Psycho, The Flat Cap Racist and The Kenneth Noye Lookalike, but it’s going to take a phenomenal effort to take the crown after this week. Aesop once claimed that “the unhappy take pleasure in the misfortune of others” although his caveat, “except when they’re complete cunts,” was less widely reported. There was a mood of barely disguised glee as news of the downfall spread. Just as there’s always a tweet with Agent Orange, there’s a always a post with this one. “It certainly would help get some answers for the various topics on this forum that we are speculating on currently!” Wouldn’t it just. Question such as: wouldn’t it be a good idea to keep a low profile after your career-ending spunktrumpetry has just been spread over every arm of the British media? Now if you’re really unhappy enough to derive pleasure from the misfortunes of others, there was an unprecedented level of “banter” on the North Kent Rivieira where Gravesend signed a player, only to be told they weren’t going to be allowed to play him because of an “unpaid bill.” To paraphrase Oscar Wilde, you’d need a heart of stone not to shit yourself laughing. Anyone else heard the rumour that Mickey Mouse wears a Dr Abdullah wristwatch? And if you feel like explaining how this is all completely normal and that we’re all out or order for suggesting it isn’t, our DMs are open Mr Secretary.
In home news we hear that efforts are being made to find a permanent home for at least some of the artefacts displayed at the recent exhibition. One prospective site was a vacant unit of the Chequers Centre, which would be better than nothing, although whether you’d get there before the sheer quantity of Croydon-facelifted Kappaslappers robbed you of the will to live is another matter. The Museum itself is apparently considering some kind of permanent display, although it apparently won’t be considered before the year 2022 and that’s if the building can cope with the footfall expected for the follow-up exhibitions: “Matchboxes of Snodland 1880–1939” and “The Downs Mail: The Bible of Kent Journalism-A Retrospective.” Which brings us, finally, to the game, or at least to the venue. A number of fans and randoms had actually slept overnight in the stadium, which would have been some achievement even if the temperature hadn’t been chiller than the look on “the” wife’s face when she logged on to Mail Online this week. The Mayor, who harsher observers than us have suggested looks like the lovechild of Pat Butcher and Kurgen from Highlander, wasn’t one of them, although she did turn up for the photos. That seemed fair enough, as without her party’s outstanding efforts to increase homelessness by 165 percent in the last decade such an event might not have been viable. Chapeau ma’am. At kick-off time it was so cold it was difficult to tweet, update your facebook status or, just to take a random example, to text the missing teenage girl your colleagues are looking for while you’re supposed to be on duty. The team news was interesting. On Tuesday night JS2 put it out there that the Southeastern Trains boys might never play for the club again. It sounded like a last-ditch attempt to shock them into action and given the way the game played out, it worked. The start was tepid. Too cold, too slow, too much twatting around. They hit the bar with a looping header and Saidou cleared the follow up off the line. One ball over the top caught Marshall out and Lewington had to bail him out. From then on the first half was pretty even. Akka had a half chance and did well to get a toe to a Wishart cross, but it went straight at the keeeepaaaaaaaaahh. Their number 10 looked decent, but down the flanks they looked more vulnerable than the defence of, for example, a copper who’d slept with a teenage girl while his colleagues were busy looking for her. (Hang in there mate, maybe not everyone realises it’s you.) The second half, by contrast, was as one-sided as a tribunal where you’re trying to defend a charge of gross misconduct with the old “I was under a lot of stress” line. Oxford had one free-kick and that was about it. For the rest of the match they were pinned in their half like a suspect trying to break free of a legal restraining technique. The goal prompted about 1700 people to crack the same “he wasn’t late for that one” joke at once. A cross came in, the keeeeeepaaaaah and a defender ran into each other, the ball was nutted back across goal and Ammo arrived punctually to make it 1–0. Oxford’s ambitions had seemed limited to hanging on for a draw and when they fell behind they were as bereft of ideas as a defence lawyer who’s just seen overwhelming evidence of on-duty shitgibbonry and is reduced to pleading for mitigation. It was about as comfortable as a 1–0 lead can be, the only slight worry coming when George seemed to lay his hand on the oppo’s shoulder in the area, the kind of contact that would have sent most forwards collapsing like the defence strategy in a case where … well you get the idea by now. And if we’re talking about decisions that would have been worth a look by VAR, Ammo was comprehensively wiped out from behind when just outside the area. It looked as Dogso as f**k and the yellow card seemed pretty lenient, but hey, maybe he was under a lot of Rudolf when he made the challenge. How many of the ‘sack ’em all brigade’ do you reckon were cheering at the end? Let’s take a wild stab in the dark here and say every last f**king one of them. “He that is without sin among you, let him first cast a stone at her.” John 8:7. Mind how you go.
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Post by Deleted on Jan 27, 2020 12:31:16 GMT
Not working, I just tried it for the first time on my office machine so it can't be a cache issue.
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Post by Bernie on Jan 27, 2020 12:54:49 GMT
Does this help ? MAIDSTONE UNITED 1 OXFORD CITY 0
*SNIP*When you put it that way, he's just JDL with a website (that doesn't work very well).
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Post by sword65 on Jan 27, 2020 13:25:09 GMT
Thanks Nick it was worth the wait😁
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Post by jdl on Jan 27, 2020 14:28:18 GMT
Does this help ? MAIDSTONE UNITED 1 OXFORD CITY 0
*SNIP*When you put it that way, he's just JDL with a website (that doesn't work very well). I'm a little concerned about the "snip"!
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