noseymutegirl wrote:
Sounds like that serious gourmet shit.

noseymutegirl wrote:
Is that what they call in these days.

Mr. Wolf wrote:
Sounds bloody filthy to me!

Why would you want to take a dusty old teabag with withered leaves and toss it into a filthy cup of cloudy lukewarm water when you can have glossy aromatic coffee beans lovingly collected from the mountains of the nearest volcano that have been painstakingly roasted over a hickory fire then freshly ground right before consumption releasing aromatherapetic properties lulling you into an illusion of alertness and topped off with farm fresh cream collected that morning from good ol bessie who loves her life in the grassy fields.

Think about it.

noseymutegirl wrote:
You forgot to add milk and 2 sugars. Best served the colour of copper. Schlurrrrp!

Well, if that makes all the difference I might have to give it a whirl.

My 13 yr old daughter just wandered in, "It's that time of the month again Dad", and so we had a nice chat about periods, and astral travel, usual morning stuff. Then she appeared with a raw tampon/pad/girly-thing "what's this when it's been used?"
A vampire's tea-bag !!

I remember when my little brother about 10 years at the time found a box of pads and came in my room all smirky saying he knew what they were for. I asked him "what" and he took 2 out of the box and held them over his chest.

When I was around 11 or 12, I was buying my mum's and sister's from the pharmacist. I felt a bit but soon got used to it.

I had a cashier do a price check on a box of tampons over the speaker system.

noseymutegirl wrote:
I once had a box of them open in my bag, & while sitting on the school bus, the bag tipped up, & they were all rolling about on the floor - I kept grabbing a handful when the bus lurched right to make them roll towards me.

Right now I'm hoping tomorrow's tentative but atm pointless 'interviewer' will get back to me and cancel; a) so as not to waste my time tomorrow and b) I want/need to get hammered!

Your wish is my command.

Sorry, I should have said rat-arsed

Christmas. Starting to get the proper good will vibe, despite having chucked money away on it.
Town today was nice. There was a really cool steel drum band banging out some festive tunes and there was a general feel of togetherness.

2 weeks off work and it's time to start the holiday proper.

hugorune wrote:
Hey Hughie, some on here may "humbug" but if you're feeling that vibe man, you run with it

jhado wrote:
Mate, I shall.

I don't mind the

Nowt gonna spoil my vibe.

I feel virtuous and much holier than thou myself, having, whilst fighting my way round Asda, returned a load of £10's & £5's, all folded up into a square, to a woman who didn't realise she'd dropped them.

I shall expect a lot more Christmas kisses form folk around here in the next day or so, as a result of this goodness. Get to it!

Gilly wrote:
Nice one. A lot of folk might not have done. I hope you treated yourself to a cake.

Not sure I can offer up too many more kisses, Gilly, I might have to keep hold of them.
I have a date next week,