I’m a lovely person to everyone until they show me that they don’t deserve it. After that, they are dead to me. Unfortunately, one of the people who has shown me that they don’t deserve my time or respect is me, so i treat myself like shit. This does not work out so well for me.
11th September 2001 broke the internet. Every news site collapsed into text-only versions, email servers got overloaded as people tried to contact everyone they knew in NY/DC. I remember getting updates via a gossip forum that happened to have a user with a Reuters connection who copied the news as it came in. The BBC and CNN sites were completely useless.
Technically, the wife of an earl is a Countess not Mrs.
And they replace worn out socks forever. I’ve pairs that are 10 years old that were replaced FOC, no questions asked.
And her husband Gary Delaney. If you like puns, he’s the current king.
Humourless gits who hate any vague criticism of the area, think they ae better than anyone else and should be an independent country? Sounds about right.
Bought 2 billy bookcases for £20 each in 1991, and moved them a couple of dozen times, including moving country twice. Last month I disassembled them and used the pieces to make wall shelves in the pantry of the house I bought 2 years ago. That’s some longevity.
What about osteopaths?