It makes my feet tingly.

Under-cabinet is the best use I can think of. But rows of them in a white ceiling, especially I a living or bedroom area is yuck. I’d rather have an Artex ceiling!

Knew what it was before I clicked! Great sketch

Spotlights have very limited domestic use, and beyond a few applications, look hideous as well as offering poor function.

Also, is it the spots making the kitchen look AI generated?

Poor guy. I’m glad he has a happy ham-filled life with you now.

There’s another one in Sidmouth Devon:

Perhaps less or different activity in the day? My husband gets this a lot as he does downhill biking and his brain is replaying the day, while I only get it occasionally and it’s usually something lame, like stepping off a curb.

The plant balls are amazing. Can’t say how they compare as I’ve never had the meat ones, but they’re tasty and savoury and delicious.

I love my steamer. It’s easier to use than an iron and less damaging. You can’t fuse beads with it though

Synesthesia. I was about 20 before I learned it has a name and not everyone has strong colour associations for numbers and letters, or sees a visible map of time in their head, or has music take shape. It never occurred to me to question it because it’s always been my norm.

I’m sorry you went through that. I hope things continue to get better and better.

You beat me to it!

That’s incorrect; it grows on trees:

https://youtu.be/8scpGwbvxvI

Another one I think should be added is that she presided over the selling off of large amount of council housing (homes owned by local authorities and rented at controlled to people who needed them or for free in the case of some benefit claimants).

The scheme is called Right to Buy and was lauded as a way for everyone to own their own home, as they were sold to the tenants at way below market value.

However, housing stock was not replenished, as local authorities did not get all the money from the sales, and were further restricted from using what they did get to build new housing.

What we’ve been left with us severely depleted council housing. Where I live and work, we have a huge list of applicants, and only those with the very highest level of need can get a council property, leaving others to pay extortionate private rents or become homeless.

Furthermore, the rules around resale weren’t strict enough so you see ex council housing on property websites where people have made tens of thousands in profit on selling them. Many of these are now in the hands of private landlords.

More pounds than sense.

I’m fairly certain that’s New Street All Bar One in Birmingham. This is typical attire for tossers going out day drinking in Brum.

Also, these guys just look British. The short guy couldn’t look more aggressively British if he was wearing the Union Jack and invading countries for their tea.

Also, I’m not sure these clothes cost too many pounds - lots of polyester there. No shade - I don’t buy expensive clothes myself either.

Thanks for adding this!

Even if he had been able to return the forms, there’s a chance he wouldn’t have got it.

I used to do a load of reconsideration and appeals for work and the ignorance of the decision makers is staggering.

One claim was denied, among other reasons, because my client could play a guitar. Another client, with epilepsy, was told that he didn’t need supervision when showering, as he should just sit down in the shower to mitigate injury from seizures.

I found they ignored what we put in the form so frequently that it wasn’t worth doing more than the bare minimum and instead putting the work into the reconsideration.

This poor man had nobody to fight for him, but the system should not be set up so that so many people have to fight. I don’t believe anyone with any cognitive or learning impairment, or mental health condition, would be able to go through the application process without support; it’s that difficult.

And I would put money on them reinstating it after hearing of his death. The shit I have seen them pull, I think it’s likely.

These stories are about big black male cat and a white and tabby female.

We only had the girl a couple of months before the boy died. She had been mostly hiding out in the spare room; he wasn’t hostile to her, she was just so nervous. However, when she heard me crying, she came into my bedroom and stayed with me. She still comforts me, and likes to act as a weighted blanket by lying on me while I sleep.

When the first baby was born, the boy, who hadn’t shown hunting behaviours since he was much younger, somehow managed to find a mouse to leave as a tribute by the baby’s cot. He was the only cat we had then. When the second one was born, we only had the girl cat. She also found a mouse and left it right next to the gift bag of baby stuff. Apart from that, I’ve never seen her hunt even a spider. I’m sure they would both see that as a kindness!

Also paranasal sinuses.

Thanks for the reminder to take my allergy meds!