Comments by "Тимо Cвободы" (@haggismacphreedom8270) on "Free Documentary - History"
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I have been lucky enough to have spent the last 30 years as a stonemason, specializing in the restoration of buildings of historical import. I learned from some of the finest masters in my home country of Canada, the USA and the UK, to whom I owe everything. Both my grandfathers were in the trade, one being from London and the other from Aberdeenshire, and together they gave me an early start, mixing mortar, carrying bricks and striking joints during the summer months from the time I was 13. They also gave me the insight to know that the only buildings I would ever work on in my life that would still be standing after I was gone, were the ones that were there long before I was born. So there I have spent my years, in the guts of monasteries and manor houses, keeps and cathedrals, with a Brummie and an Irishman from Antrim.
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@Callum Taylor The biggest threat to any heritage building is greed and sloth. In the last 3 years in my town 3 churches and several commercial buildings 200+ years or more old have been razed to make room for new developments. Tons of Edwardian/Victorian houses here are owned by absentee landlords who don't care to spend a dime on upkeep. If someone comes back every 70 years or so and gives these places a little love by way of replacing spalled bricks and pointing joints these buildings could last forever. They were meant to last forever. In Europe I've worked on structures that have stood since Roman times. Anything built before wood framing became the norm can last forever if only the owners give them the attention they need. The roof is also very important to maintain. Any water getting between the withes of a double or triple thick wall causes massive destruction when it freezes, thaws, freezes. Once the bricks start crumbling from that by the time it's seen from outside it's usually too late. Then these clowns cover it with parging or stucco, which is only making the problem worse by trapping the moisture inside and doing nothing to address the issue. Just give them some love, and don't let the city rezone your history into destruction at the hands of condo developers. AA big thing here as of late has been churches selling off their graveyards to contractors to build on. You think you're going to get any rest when you die? Nope. The parish you gave alms to all your life just sold your resting place to the highest bidder, now hundreds of years worth of faithful parishioners get uprooted, tossed into a mass grave, bones scrambled, and the stones that they do bother to save get laid down like pavers, maybe possibly in the same general vicinity as the remains, for dogs and homeless junkies to piss on. If you are going to take on the pointing, make sure you use the right mortar. On old gold I always knock my mortar up by hand from the lime sludge. It takes a bit of extra time but the end result is worth it. Modern mortar can be too hard and damage the units.
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@eddiemcmullan1817 But yeah, just with my name we have MacA'Gabhainne, MacA'Gobhainne, MacA'Gabhainn, MacA'Gobhainn, MacAGabhain, MacA'Gobhain, MacGavin, MacGowan, McGavin, McGowan, Gavin, Gowan, Gow, Smith, Smyth and Smythe. And a whole bunch of other redundancies, but you get my point, I'm sure. And that's just our tiny little branch of a relatively modest sized tribe.
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@benjonnyshirley4203 I sure do feel all gumped up over what a guy named Shirley thinks of me LOL!!! I once knew a wannabe SAA named Shirley that said he was going to take my patch. Told him to come get it, I'd be waiting. That was like 6 years ago. Nobody came, never mind the Shirley at Arms. Shirley, that's rich that is...Why don't you just call yourself Cupcake or Fruity Pebbles?!? Maybe next time you insert yourself into someone else's conversation, shooting your gate off in a lame attempt to pump yourself up, taking jabs at people you don't know over things you know nothing at all about, you'll take the time to reflect on the fact that you're only doing it because you feel lowdown over your own inadequacies. IDK what I did to you to make you feel like attacking me out of nowhere was an honourable, virtuous thing to do. I did nothing to you to warrant that, and your biggest thing with which you came at me over was Freemasonry, of which I have no part. You are bitter, jealous, inept and instead of admitting you were mistaken, you double, triple, and quadruple down on your ignorant, hostile vitriol. Well done. So what's the real story here? Did you do out to labour for a brickie thinking you're all that but instead he made you cry in front of all the construction workers and running off site by 8:30am for being a low testosterone weakling with a girl's name who can't push a wheelbarrow through mud? Were you violated by a Shriner or something? What gives Soybean? Why so mad at me?
PS: Say hi to Little Debbie for me there Shirley Temple.
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