nilocp
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posted on 19/10/16 at 12:49 PM |
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Edit post
How do I edit my for sale post, so I can list what is sold?
Colin
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loggyboy
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posted on 19/10/16 at 01:10 PM |
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Post lock after a time.
just add a sold post at the end.
Or speak to admin, but dont expect a swift repsonce!
Mistral Motorsport
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nilocp
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posted on 19/10/16 at 01:15 PM |
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Thanks for that. Yes I noticed the edit button had disapeared.
I wonder what the logic is for that???
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SteveWalker
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posted on 19/10/16 at 02:20 PM |
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To stop someone changing a post weeks later and making all the following ones seem nonsense without those follow-up posters knowing.
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nilocp
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posted on 19/10/16 at 02:24 PM |
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Ah yes that makes sense!
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liam.mccaffrey
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posted on 19/10/16 at 03:03 PM |
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Or indeed to stop someone deleting all their posts and subsequently entire threads in a fit of rage
We used to be able to always edit posts way back. That was until.........the incident!!!!
[Edited on 19/10/16 by liam.mccaffrey]
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nilocp
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posted on 19/10/16 at 03:06 PM |
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I cannot imagine anyone building a Locost would have a fit of rage
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Huttojb
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posted on 20/10/16 at 06:00 PM |
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I'm intrigued, what incident?
Jason
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Schrodinger
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posted on 20/10/16 at 07:55 PM |
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quote: Originally posted by Huttojb
I'm intrigued, what incident?
Don't know because the thread was deleted
Keith
Aviemore
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UncleFista
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posted on 20/10/16 at 08:43 PM |
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A few years ago we had a very prolific poster* who could be a bit, err, arsey at times.
He eventually had a "handbags" moment and spent what must have been hours deleting every post he'd ever made. Making lots of threads
stop making sense and any threads he'd started just disappear. Lots of good info lost.
*calvinX if you're interested enough to search.
[Edited on 20/10/16 by UncleFista]
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