AndyRM
Elder Goth
I'm even more impressed that my laptop will happily show your post from X, but refuses to show anything from our resident troll.
Tenner says that her gender is called into question.
I'm even more impressed that my laptop will happily show your post from X, but refuses to show anything from our resident troll.
If men hadn't started invading women's sports, it wouldn't be a thing.Tenner says that her gender is called into question.
Confusion and annoyance - care labels on clothes. I was a load earlier that included a couple of rugby shirts and a couplpe of pairs of chinos. I usually avoid the tumble dryer if possible but needed them dry quickly and on checking the labels on two rugby shirts that appear to be the same materials one could go on a hot setting and the other was do not tumble dry. Same with the two pairs of chinos. Obviously I just chucked them all in on the basis that if it was OK for one it would be fine for the other.
...or wrong for both. 😉
Was your assumption correct?
Must move forwards.There are many things that intrigue me about motorists, but today it was box junctions. Drivers who get stuck in them seem to have panic attacks and desparately honk their horns in an attempt to blame someone else. Why are they aware of them on exit, but on entry seem to not notice them?
There are many things that intrigue me about motorists, but today it was box junctions. Drivers who get stuck in them seem to have panic attacks and desparately honk their horns in an attempt to blame someone else. Why are they aware of them on exit, but on entry seem to not notice them?
Is it evil of me that I actually enjoy their discomfort as they realise that the lights have changed and they are now blocking the perpendicular road, and can go neither back nor forwards to get out of the way, while I can get past on my bike?
We don’t have public information films anymore to tell us about the big hand…
It was a very memorable and clear explanation, and though it dates from before when I started driving, it was still clear in my memory when I did start.
I remember quits a few pifs from my childhood, they were either like this one fun and cartoony, or downright scary. Either way the message always hit home.