

My least favourite is when you’re swimming laps and a woman in the next lane is shedding an oil slick of perfume into the water. Gag!
Go on go on go on go on go on


My least favourite is when you’re swimming laps and a woman in the next lane is shedding an oil slick of perfume into the water. Gag!
You might be interested in deer management on the Isle of Jura, in Scotland. The human population is a couple of hundred; there are 5,000 red deer. https://www.juradmg.co.uk/
Personally I applaud hunting for food. We are animals too, part of the ecosystem. Hunting just for trophies is disgusting though.



I had gone through a couple of bars before I realised it was ChocoLONELY.
Very good chocolate though.


I agree re the vacuum, and generally avoid cordless tools due to the weight, but omg I was at a friend’s house the other day and she showed me some battery-powered secateurs she’d borrowed from her sister. Next thing I’m out there pruning away - they cut through tough stems like butter! Now on my wish list.


I listen to the radio a lot. The BBC has some excellent radio on offer. My favourite is Radio 6 Music, a DAB-only station that just plays music all day. Various DJs, a bit of chat, but mostly music. No ads. Like others have said, it doesn’t demand attention, you can listen or not.


Phasers on stun!


My favourite raccoon clip: https://youtu.be/rfbb4yRBH64


Batten down the hatches too.


You are welcome in my house with that kedgeree! One of my fave comfort dishes.


Later on at some point we were given the vaccine as a syrup in little paper cups. I think it was an improved formula that didn’t need injecting rather than a ploy to stop us crying, lol.


The polio vaccine was the first injection I ever had, age about 6. We were all lined up at school, and of course the first kids started crying and soon everyone in the queue was howling. I remember the poor teachers trying to calm us all down.
I use FeedFlow for a local beekeeping guy’s blog - he posts by email, so having an RSS feed means I don’t have to go ratching through looking for a particular article, I can just scroll.
I’m really old, so it was in the mid to late 1980s, for work, and I’m struggling to remember the details. I had a Tandy device that fitted over the handset of a landline phone, you dialled the number and the data (from an electronic word processor) went chirping down the line. I once had to do it in a public phone booth, that was fun. Several times I was in a hotel room and had to ring reception first to explain I was going to make a data call, and please not to interrupt it.