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Default How do you know you are a good Machinist?


"Richard Smith" wrote in message
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"Jim Wilkins" writes:

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When I started to need to machine things, during my research into
hydrogen in welds, I used to sketch how I thought it could be done,
then head down the machine-shop and lay-out my sketches and ask the
machine-shop staff how it should be done.
Answering their questions and studying their sketches, answers
quickly
came. Funnily enough, they often had a broader-sweeping imagination
than some academics.
Being in Sheffield (UK), at that time
* the staff were all time-served machinists
* in the University, they were used to converting ideas driven by
science into equipment and tests which would achieve those ideas
Hopefully it is true that I got things reasonably right, because I
was
quickly guided to implementations which worked well.
It much contributed to the scientific achievement of my research -
however by the time it was over, so was the industry in the UK ...
Working as a welder now.


Sorry Jim - fairly Aspergic technical-brain, plus working long hours
on a construction barge - so not seen film. I have heard some fairly
intense mutterings from one or two colleagues about it being weird,
or
something like that.


It contains gross and disturbing images you can never unsee, that will
stay with you forever like Hepatitis.
Rebel Wilson's widespread crotch is one, plus her crunching the bones
of dancing baby mice with child's faces. Director Tom Hooper is
understandingly being confused with Tobe Hooper who made Texas
Chainsaw Massacre. This is how he opened Les Mis, and Cats retains the
foreboding lighting and muted colors.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?reload=9&v=qR2tc-7E0_s
The Royal Ballet members were excellent, though.

I satisfied my Chemistry degree's Humanities course requirement by
taking easy pass/fail classes and building scenery in the University's
Theatre department instead of pretending to accept socialist
re-education, and hopefully arrested any slide into Asperger's from
working alone in the lab all night, the only time the Nuclear Magnetic
Resonance machine was available. It's since been renamed MRI to avoid
scaring people.