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Found this on youtube

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=X_IrqTbpTeA&eurl

It is good and got me thinking what is my biggest regret in life.

And then I thought what is everyone else -which they will admit to.

One or 2 of mine - is in the clip.

Another one is -

Long story, but after returning to work after being off ofr health reasons (very long story). I worked my bolxs off and got the sales figures back. When I spoke to my boss, while driving thru London ( He hated London and could not understand the driving) told me I was only getting the miminum pay rise, as he did not think I had did a good job,

I was speakless - I still remember, driving along Lower Thames street in london, wanted to pull the car over get out and tell him where to stick his job and screw him - he would have to drive the car to Slough. He got lost driving around the M25!.

If I ever had my life again - I would def do that.

Whats yours?

Probably something where I should have said something, but didn't, but then life is full of missed opportunities upon which it's probably best not to dwell.

Failing that, something to do with women or cars.

I can't think of anything I really regret.   

One or two things I might do differently second time around, but nothing big enough to count as a regret!   :)

F

Oh Fran, just when I was thinking...

 ;)

Me regrets?

maybe not finding how much I love the Le Mans thing far earlier

but not where decisions made would have changed much otherwise

Now I'll go and watch the clip

zzzzzzzz

Ok some of that could have been me, but hell, life aint practise is it

we never get everything right

DO WE?

Should have left my wife after the honeymoon, 29 years ago...

M  :'(

I watched the clip, catchy tune, but it made me think.

My mum always remembered three words that I said in childish anger 50yrs ago when I was told off. On her death bed I said three off the beautifull words anyone could say.

I wish I said them sooner.

After 18 yrs in gov' service, I was so peed off as I saw the way it was going. I left and became 'self employed'. That was in '85.

I wish I kept my pension, gold plated etc.

The only work I could get 150mls away from home. Once a month visits.

My biggest regret is not being a big part in my my son's early years.

But my God, he is brilliant.  A babe magnet and a Toy Boy  ;D now that's my Boy.  He's 23, she is 31  >:D

One of my biggest regrets and this is before I met my lovely wife is that I was engaged to a Persian (Iranian) Princess but I dumped her. She was 'Page 3' to a tee. I have felt like a total arse ever since.  She lived in Isfahan and the daughter of the Education Minister of Iran with the Shah. Rich!, don't even think about it - telephone numbers.

If you are reading this Soussan, I'm sorry, very sorry.

So I have a few Regets, some costly, some personal anguish.

But, hell, life is variable. You have to make life, it just doesn't come by. OK, when you get 'there' things pass by, you make your choice.

I made mine for better or worse. Thats the way you LEARN.

You don't mean that really. Do you?

On our Honeymoon, she slept most of the time. Thats until I told her to 'get out and get under' to clobber the starter motor with the handy clubhammer. ;D

1.  :( Getting married :(- won't do it again should I get the chance.
2. Not buying a genuine Escort RS1800 about 16 years ago off a mate for buttons, genuine cars are around £35-40K now.
3. Eating too much curry last night, I'm suffering for my art :-X
4. Wasting 8 days, 6 hours and the odd minute of my life on here when I could be doing something useful (or being nagged- see 1. above)

S

Oh this is simple - in 1983 I was in conversation one day with Tom Falconer (now Claremont Corvette in Kent). In those days Tom was an architect with a practice in Claremont Road, Newcastle upon Tyne operating from a converted windmill. Our conversation was related to roofing on a particular contract but I noticed scale models of corvettes all over the place. He took me to the ground floor which was a store for genuine GM parts and into the basement where he had a few corvettes for sale.
And here comes my regret:
He offered me a black, 1975 convertible, 427 cu in big block, bit scruffy but who cares for £2,500.
I didn't have a garage or £2,500 at the time and I lost the beauty.
Look at them now.
Bugger!

Not doing LM with my Dad when I was younger.  He always wanted to go and would have loved it.  Our first trip to the race was made on some of the proceeds of his will.  When I sit in the grandstand at the beginning of the race each year, I always wish he could have been with us. 

To quote Scott Walker, "There's no regrets".

There's one or two things I wish I did or didn't do.  However, I can't do much now about the past, I'm looking forward to the future.

Spot on Steve, you can't live in guilt for yersterdays decisions.

It does not have to a big one, as I still have plenty of time for me to screw mess thing up.

In the words of the French Foreign Legion

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kFRuLFR91e4

Something not right about that. Only motor options in 1975 were LT1 and L82 350ci small blocks. 75 was the height of the US gas crisis and these motors outputs were an embarrasment (no more than 220hp).
They made a few LS5 454ci convertibles in 1974, but they where a bit 'wheezing' too.

My regret? Being a smart-assed Corvette pedant.....

Matt
The year might have been out a little bit but we are talking a long time ago! A lot of Marlborough lights and pints of Stella Artois have passed my way since then so forgive me if I'm not quite dead on date wise.
It was a big block though, I know that much.
Steve

I'm just yanking your chain Steve - could easily have been a transplant from an earlier year.
Last factory year for 427ci (until the current LS7) was 1969, with no less than five seven-litre engine options - giving a power range from 390hp right up to 435hp. These numbers were considered very conservative. ZL1's have been dynoed at 400+ so that suggests something like 450+ at the flywheel.
The C3 (Disco-Vette) is becoming quite fashionable again, just as well that they made so many of 'em.
If the one you refer to was factory spec, I'm guessing it was a '74 454ci - a nice car, no error.

I regret grumping at my wife during the last day of her life. I knew she was gonna die soon, why couldn't I be more nicer to her then?

*clogged throat, sings off for know*

This could be very deep on a site well known for "messing about ".


I learnt a long time ago. take life by the horns, fight it if you must and live every day to the max.

Not buying a house in Central London and a Ferrari 250GTE in 1963 when I was two.

Someone once told me years ago that you only ever regret things you never do, or  chances you never take.  Therefore, he said, just dive in and do the lot.

Looking over this thread seems to bear him out, most of the regrets are of things never done, chances never taken. Notable exception excluded.

...because you were suffering as well as her and I don't doubt she knew that.  Don't be hard on yourself Marius, remember the good times and how much you loved each other xxx

not taking the electrical engineering apprenticeship i was offered - what a stupid retard i was as i would now have a trade and more money  ::)

I would (as has been previously mentioned on this thread) say that I regret getting married, but I came to the conclusion a while ago that I don't. I learnt some valuable lessons from that brief dark period of my life, and if I hadn't been married then I'd never have got divorced. Which was the best thing that ever happened to me!! To those who haven't tried it yet, you must - it's a right laugh.

This brings me to my one regret: I was fortunate enough (whilst living in Zarse towers, shortly after my marriage broke down) to have an extremely pretty 19 year-old barmaid sat half undressed on my bed one night. This was after months of lending her a very sympathetic ear for all her problems until about 4am most nights of the week. A lot of effort I agree, but you haven't seen her! Well, on this fateful night, I finally managed to get her upstairs, but was soooo knackered from averaging 3 hours sleep for the previous ten weeks that, rather than tearing off her bra and going to work like a mal-nourished 2 month old, I simply fell asleep!!!

She did try to wake me, but I was capable of nothing more than spewing out the words "give it a rest, love". And that was the end of that.

That is very regrettable. I feel your pain.

Kev,

What do you do now?

Never mind Kev, you probably have electrocuted yourself anyway!  ;)

I couldn't believe it when he eventually emerged from his filth pit the next morning and I jauntily asked him how "things went". He just sat there at my breakfast bar with his head in his hands rocking back and forth repeating the word "no". It was hilarious. I saw her last week funnily enough Steve. That slightly shy and awkward 19 year old girl is now a stunning and confident 23 year old woman. You FOOL!

My biggest regret is not sending Steve back to his wife when I had the chance. Now look what's become of him; a  sex person with an alter-ego dressed in a leather hood.  :D

According to Charles Dickens, "Regrets are the natural property of grey hairs", in which case I should be completely burdened down with regrets, but yet I'm not. 

Regret comes only after when knowing it could have done some good, so I resolved years ago when in the depths of depression to learn from my past, not repeat it, to approach things differently and look forward. 

So I just strive to live the dream, as it were, to the best of my ability. ;D ;D ;D 

MG Mark

I regret not having a bigger winkle.
And maybe it being a different colour.
H

in the words of Frankie

Regrets, I've had a few
But then again, too few to mention
I did what I had to do and saw it through without exemption
I planned each charted course, each careful step along the byway
And more, much more than this, I did it my way

Probably one's that I would admit to involve not flying on Concorde before their grounding, ironic thing is I have made many friends & been involved with the Brooklands concorde since 2003 only because of their retirement;D

Also not seeing Mclaren win Le Mans with the F1  :'(

The rest hey ho it was never meant to be  ;)

Mine would be not taking the test to get credit for college classes...I could have taken fewer classes and learned more.  Also, not getting that breast reduction the insurance company approved me for.

I can echo Steve Z's post entirely... well, the M&D bit anyway. A bit like Alton Towers from my recollection... Rollercoaster, Ghost Train and then the bumpy one that loses all the money from your pockets ;D
I however had better luck with the 19yr old barmaid.... Lady PP is still here.. ;)

More annoying than all that rubbish is the night that I went to the car auctions with a mate, £200 in pocket, he had a ticket and I watched a horrid blue VW Polo roll through for £180, 6 months ish of both required... Reg.. A968 POR.

I was thinking... then it was sold.. TWAT

While reading the Times car section on the ferry back from LM a few years after, guess what was offered "By Negotiation" with a 968 Club Sport... A968 POR.
Gutted....

I'm with MGMark (well not literally, obviously!), I made a concious decision some years ago not to beat myself up about the past and to just make sure I learn from everything that happens.  I'm kind of a believer of "that which doesn't kill you makes you stronger". 

Totally agree with the above ;D Fine words by Piglet 8)
I missed LM98?99? to get married.... What an IDIOT ;D

I guess a regret has to be not bidding on (because I didn't have the dosh) on a pair of beautiful 59-60 Ferrari Tesstorsa exhaust headers that had been donated by Murray Walker at a Brooklands BEN auction, he had been given them by Enzo Ferrari when he went out to interview him, they went for £600!!! But the consequence is that I do still have my nuts and have been married for 28 years, so well compensated.

I wanted to marry Fiona Richmond an have PEN15 as my reg' number >:D

She was on the radio once and said she had written a book

"Try anything once except incest and Morris Danicng"

Also I was an age when my hormones kicked in - which is also Pans People time

Was that reg not on her E type Jag?

Black Rolls convertable.

i work for a communications company sitting on my arse doing nothing - waiting for a ejit with a blackberry / pda to call in with issues or set there emails up - its sucks

i wish - got to be more exciting than my job

Kev,

Lifes too short.

After 20 years, I decided on a change. I'm now relaxing and doing the things like to do but also picking/choosing the odd contract to keep me in beer tokens.

Make the change.

been looking into Uni all night so maybe its the future

I regret not having anything better to do this fair morning in North Lincolnshire but to sit here in the garden reading this at 5.55am.
Steve

I am just having a sneaky peek before early yoga class!   :angel:  Sitting in the garden sounds good tho!  You could have a look at the Pageant of Power website and sort a nice shopping weekend for Lady S!

F

I'm regretting sitting in the garden at eleven last night whilst having an hour on CA. The midges have eaten me alive and have spent all night scratching like a dog. Oh hum!

Better than licking yourself like a dog Dr S!   ;D

Thanks for the image, Fran.

I regret that I have nothing better to do tonight than to sit in the garden reading this stuff with a few cans of Stella Artois, chilled to perfection, and a packet of Marlborough Lights while Lady S is out on the town.
Hang on...what am I saying? I don't regret that at all - in fact I can't bloomin' wait!
Wey Hey!!

I hope that there's plenty of interesting stuff to read to save me from very accidentally logging on to boysfood in a totally innocent and completely accidental way. I hate it when that happens.

You must have known that I would have to log onto that and check out the easy cook recipes for batchelors!

Now I have got to clear all trace from internet history and other assorted nooks n crannies.   ::)

Biggest regret?

  Years ago I had a truly vast collection of Motown and Soul records which were worth a lot of money even in those days. I would spend most of my wages on the collection and didn't mind paying well  over the odds for a rarity. I would do a bit of DJing and my claim to fame is that I once did a 1 1/2 spot at The Torch in Tunstall.

 In the mid 70s I got engaged to a girl who turned out to be a complete bitch. She persuaded me to part with the records to buy all the usual sh*t that you buy when you get engaged. Two years later she had f**ked off leaving me with out my beloved records.

  Nowadays Ii is quite easy to get hold of the songs again if only on compilation cds and downloads but nothing beats taking a rare soul record from its sleeve a putting on a proper turn table.

  That is my only regret in life. Oh, and not going to Le Mans 20 years before I did




   

Fran, Fran, Fran.
Not at work!!!!!
Especially not with the sound on!!!

Old records Bob- now you're talking. Even though my record player was stolen from my flat 12 years ago I still have and buy records just for the smell. There's nothing finer than taking a taking a lovely shiny record out of its sleeve- a real sense of occasion. Call me a ludite but you can shove your  soulless I-pods where the sun don't shine. 
 I was thumbing through my records a few weeks back and discovered that the first Stone Roses single I bought was 20 years old- boy did that make me feel old.

Sounds good to me.  I'll regret not doing it myself unless..........

You get dealt hands and some you win.  If they all won I'd be Ron Dennis or Nigel Mansell.  At the other extreme I could be the Lord Lucan lookalike Junglie Barry.  I'm happy with a fast car, the fags and the booze, and Lady L of course

Old records indeed.  I've got hundreds of them and I wouldn't part with them for anything or anyone.  I can remember my grandfather once saying to me after I'd been on a shopping spree at the local record shop, "I don't know why you buy all those records.  You won't listen to them when you're older."  God rest his soul, he really didn't understand me when it came to my records. 

Bob - you should have known she was a complete bitch when she persuaded you to get rid of your record collection.

Dx

Sensing a change of direction here.....
Cheap Trick Live at Budokan on yellow Vinyl
Led Zeppelin - Trampled Underfoot on 7" single, free with the first editions of Physical Graffiti, apparently only 400 pressed worldwide.

I totally get the soul vibe especially the Northern Soul all-nighters but when in doubt ladies and gentlemen........GET THE LED OUT!

Steve (in the garden, 2nd Stella going down a treat)

Fran please tell me you're not still looking at it!

Nooo - watching Celebrity Masterchef - much more what I had in mind!!!   :angel:

F

old records? Load of crap. I threw all mine away years ago. They comprised pretty much anything from the punk era from 76-79, loads of NWoBHM 80-83, ad loads of classic stuff from 60's R&B, 70's Prog rock, you name it. It's all underground in a landfill somewhere and long may the scratchy rubbishy vinyl stay there. CDs are old hat too, I even let my ex-wife take the entire CD collection five years ago.

Ipod/MP3 and digital means are the future, indeed the laptop I'm typing this on contains over 3,500 tracks, all stored logically in the iTunes program.

Get with the times guys!!

Wherever did you get all those??? You must be one of those llegal downloaders!  :police:

Vinyl... Still buy it now, can't pass a charity shop without rooting through the old record box.
My best is the first pressing, totally immaculate copy of the soundtrack to Vanishing Point.
How very sad!

The only early stuff I kept was Beefheart, Mothers, Zappa,  Zeppelin, Groundhogs, Emerson Lake and Palmer and of course the one and only Mr. Edgar Broughton.

Groundhogs... now that brings back memories, Tony TS McPhee

>Martini...LB

One massive regret.

 i wasnt the entapreuner that richard barnsom is.

And that i could spell.

Stone Roses - stone me!  My first Album was the Rolling Stones "let it bleed" in glorious mono - still have it.

Two main regrets - not buying the Triumph Bonneville Silver Jubilee I was offered and using the money to get married (divorced 10 years later)

Not going to Art school because everyone was telling me I should. 

Hmm.. that lot you dumped may well have been worth enough to pay for a new set of tyres for the Commer!
I remember taking a carrier bag full of 7" singles into a record shop in Boscombe (when PP Towers was being sorted),they were in an old caravan that was so old that the trees either end of it had crushed it inwards as they grew fatter... It was all Country & Western. Shite! The shop owner leafed through and offered £150 before finishing his rummage.
Old vinyl is precious, should be treasured and cared for... imagine my mates reaction when he saw that a Red vinyl 7" of "Little Red Corvette" by prince sold for £700... he swapped his  unplayed, sealed copy for a pack of fags!