I was fresh off the plane moving to London and was lugging a massive and heavy suitcase up the stairs in the tube. Now, mind you, Londoners are exceptional commuters and I must have interrupted the proper flow, but one of them, very smartly dressed in a three piece sutie, just grabbed my suitcase with one hand, and left it up the staircase, kept on going at a brisk pace, not a single world, not a single glance. To this day, I’m not sure if it was kindness or sheer irritation at my cluelessness about Tube etiquette. Either way, it still makes me laugh every time I think about it.
It's in response to the decision last week to let Israel keep participating, which was followed by the boycott of the competition by Spain, Iceland, Denmark and this decision by Nemo. Others countries have since decide to boycott it as well (not Switzerland).
Why would I wanna change? I'm happy as an introvert, know that I have a limited energy in social settings and there is nothing wrong with that or need change. What are you on about?
Sorrel is not clovers. Sorrel are commonly used in cooking here in Europe while clovers, not so much. That being said, both are hardy and easy to cultivate.
There's this fruit used for lemonade that I discovered recently, it's called chinotto. It's very bitter and delicious, but only in small doses. You can add a lot of sugar and drink more of it, but it's still not good all by itself in big doses. You gotta add water. With bubbles if you want it more festive.
Oh that's much better than i initially understood it. I'm leaving for 2 days as well and I'm thinking about getting a live feed to see mine home.. I'm only half joking
I’d rather steal music than pay a corporation that exploits artists under the guise of legality. As an artist who’s being drained by these platforms, pirate my stuff and throw me a coffee, it’s the same money as the "legal" route, but at least it feels human, not dehumanizing or humiliating.
Mine too. He's very grumpy and insists on staying outdoors, only to come inside every now and then to insult me and asking me to turn down the heat outside before heading back out and hopefully find a cool shady spot to grumpy nap.
At night, he turns into a ball of pent-up energy and bounces on all walls until I can't take it anymore and let him out at 5 am.
I was fresh off the plane moving to London and was lugging a massive and heavy suitcase up the stairs in the tube. Now, mind you, Londoners are exceptional commuters and I must have interrupted the proper flow, but one of them, very smartly dressed in a three piece sutie, just grabbed my suitcase with one hand, and left it up the staircase, kept on going at a brisk pace, not a single world, not a single glance. To this day, I’m not sure if it was kindness or sheer irritation at my cluelessness about Tube etiquette. Either way, it still makes me laugh every time I think about it.